Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor do I own Charmed.

Warnings: Slash. this story is all about Harry and Wyatt and magic. Slash, don't like then don't read but don't whine about it okay? Good. Next then, there will be mpreg. Some character bashing. And no matter how many times I proofread I tend to get timescales wrong so if I do just tell me so I can put it in the warnings of my next chapter. Okay? I think that's all for now. Oh, in later chapters I will delete the 'lemon' scenes or the slightly more graphic scenes because I'm not sure whether I should put them online here. If you want them later on ask me to email them to you.

Pairings: Wyatt/Harry, Leo/Piper, Jason/Phoebe, Kyle Brody/Paige (btw, I have no idea who he is but I know he's a white lighter so I used him okay?), Ron/Hermione in later chapters.

Fine, fine, I lied and I gave you 3 instead. The others were just so SHORT though….I thought you'd be mad. Nyhow, have to go bounce around the house before my exams. I don't think these chapters are as well written – Evan tends to be a little strange in them and I'm also not doing a lot about the whole Lucius Malfoy thing atm….will get around to it eventually though! I promise!

Chapter 9

Evan found his way back to the castle and settled next to the lake to wait for Wyatt. Refusing to sit down, for the floor was both frozen and Evan hurt still, Evan leaned his back against a nearby tree and watched the water that had floating ice on the surface. Snape and Malfoy hadn't been kidding when they said it was cold here. Evan also found he couldn't remember feeling this cold since he'd left Europe all those years ago. San Francisco had always been warm and even in colder weather it never got this cold. Wrapping his jacket around him firmly Evan waited for a long while until the daylight began to fade and the group came back towards the castle. As the group went to walk past Evan the auburn haired man called back to Wyatt getting his lover to stop.

"Wyatt."

"Evan! Where've you been? Why didn't you stay at the pitch with us? Hermione said you and her had a bit of a fall out and you left in a huff." Evan groaned and walked off again not listening to what Wyatt had to say until after a few paces a jacket was thrown around his shoulders.

"What…?"

"I hope you realise that you are an idiot! You must have been stood there for hours. Your lips are blue." Evan found himself shocked. To be honest he was so deep in thought he hadn't noticed the cold but now that Wyatt thought to mention it Evan did feel very, very cold.

"Oh…I didn't notice." Wyatt rolled his eyes and Evan suddenly found himself encased in Wyatt's arms.

"Prat! Anyway, its dinner time and you are not to leave my sight again whilst we are here. Got it?" Wyatt's eyes had taken on a slightly stonier look, one that made Evan concede to his wishes just because he knew Wyatt would not take 'no' for an answer.

The group went straight to the great hall and found their seats at the table with the teachers, once again avoiding or ignoring the looks and stares they got from the students. Evan took his seat next to Wyatt and made a large point of not looking at Hermione as he helped himself to pasta bake. Eating it slowly Evan continued his deep thought into his past though since Wyatt had one hand on Evan's knee all of Evan's thoughts were about the tall blonde.

Flashback

"Hi Mom, I'm home!" A voice came from the hallway as the front door swung shut. Chris, who was sitting opposite Evan at the dining table cocked his head towards the door to call out but kept his eyes firmly glued to the page he was looking at.

"Mom and Leo are with Aunty Paige. Everyone else is out." A tall man with blonde hair and bright blue eyes followed Chris' voice into the dining room. The newly blonde Evan looked up from his studies and looked at the newcomer with wide brown eyes.

The man stood at about six foot something and had naturally highlighted blonde hair. Crystal blue eyes had a few specks of brown and some darkened bags hung beneath his eyes betraying his tiredness. He wore a smart suit with neatly pressed trousers and a blazer with a white shirt and tie. A Hospital Staff badge was pinned to his blazer pocket and he had a pen also clinging to the pocket.

"So they left you behind eh?" The man said looking at Chris who wasn't looking at him. Then the blue eyed gaze turned to Evan who felt like he was trapped like a deer in headlights. "Oh, I didn't realise you had company Chris. You gonna introduce us or what?"

Chris rolled his eyes and looked up at the man. "Wyatt this is my friend from college, Evan Jameson. Evan meet my annoying older brother."

"Nice to meet you." Evan said with a small blush and a prayer that he wasn't blushing. Obviously the second part of that wasn't working very well because Wyatt gave Evan a quick look over followed by a bright smile and held out his hand to shake Evan's.

"Pleasure's all mine Evan." Evan slowly reached out and slid his smaller hand into Wyatt's and they shook hands briefly but firmly. Evan then let his hand fall from Wyatt's and took up fingering the courner of the page he was reading in his book. Wyatt let his hand fall slowly back to his side and grinned before removing his blazer and draping it over the back of one of the dinning chairs before sitting in the chair and looking at the pair's work.

"So you're at college. That would make you what…nineteen?" Wyatt asked conversationally. Chris rolled his eyes and went back to making notes from the page in his book. Evan frowned slightly trying to think of how old he actually was.

"Um…eighteen actually. I was born at the end of July."

"Hm." Wyatt hummed understanding. Then Wyatt's smile turned into a frown. "Hey, you don't happen to live across the street do you?" Evan nodded.

"Yeah."

"Don't you live on your own?" Evan nodded again and Wyatt gaped. "That's a huge house just for one person! How the hell did you afford it!" Evan blushed and Chris turned to his brother with a frown.

"Wyatt you've just met the guy. You don't usually insult someone you've just met!"

"Um…basically I bought the house with the money my parents left me when they uh…died." Wyatt's face immediately fell from shocked to sorry. "They died a long time ago…" Evan rush on to say before Wyatt could open his mouth to speak. "…but I only just came into the money and I used it to move away from England."

"Okay…" Wyatt said obviously trying to think of a suitable change of topic. "What do you study? You into Law like Chris?"

"No, I do English Literature. Laws bore me." Evan replied with a laugh and a mischievous smile as Chris' head shot up and he started protesting.

"Laws arent' boring…okay fine so they are but after I graduate this is gonna help me get a job in the police force so don't…"

"I know I'm sorry. I won't make fun of your choices." Evan then turned his eyes back to his text and Wyatt just grinned.

"So Evan, what do you want to do after graduating?" Evan didn't look up

but he did duck his head.

"I don't know."

"Really? Not even an idea?" Wyatt asked with a small frown. Evan didn't look up but he did lean back in his chair and crossed his arms defensively over her chest whilst looking at the table.

"I could become a teacher I suppose…it seems like a good idea and I'd enjoy it."

-skip six months-

"Hey, Evan? I wondered if I could talk to you for a minute." Wyatt said as he looked down at where Evan was curled up on one of the lounge chairs engrossed in a book. Evan looked up at Wyatt through his now black hair and gave a small worried frown. Nodding slowly and looking around the room where Warren and Chris were talking to Alex and Luka with Lexi reading on the sofa, Evan marked his place in his book and stood up slowly. Wyatt smiled gratefully and walked out of the room with Evan by his side. They ended up in the dining room.

"Are you okay?" Evan asked with concern evident in his gaze.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just wanted to ask you something and it's uh…kinda private."

"Okay…" Evan said with no small amount of fear evident in his posture. With one hand straight by his side and the other gripping his elbow Evan was leaned back looking rather timid. Wyatt nearly groaned at how difficult Evan was making it for him to ask this question.

"I don't know whether you knew or not but I'm gay." Wyatt admitted with an anxious look at Evan who, to Wyatt's surprise didn't tense up. In fact, Evan did the opposite and relaxed quite a bit. With a small exhaled breath Evan released his grip on his elbow and his shoulders released some of their tension. Looking up at Wyatt with his brown eyes Evan offered a small smile of reassurance.

"I don't mind." Evan said still smiling gently. Wyatt let out a huge sigh of relief.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure."

"Okay then. Would you mind as much if I told you I liked you?" Evan froze and Wyatt could feel his hope shattering at the way Evan's eyes suddenly went wide and his body tensed up dramatically. Evan stared at Wyatt with his wide eyes for a few moments and Wyatt almost turned to walk away when Evan spoke.

"You do?" Wyatt nodded cautiously. Evan frowned in confusion and looked imploringly at Wyatt. "Why?"

"Why? Why do I like you?" Evan nodded with his mouth slightly open in amazement and shock. Wyatt groaned and rolled his eyes. "Bloody hell, why do people usually like other people? You aren't exactly making me feel any better about laying all my cards on the table you know."

"Oh." Evan offered still looking at Wyatt with shock before he blushed madly and looked down at the table breaking the eye contact he and Wyatt had had. "No-one's ever liked me before...I guess I don't really know how to act."

"What?" Wyatt said making Evan look at him. It was now Wyatt's turn to be shocked and he was going to ask Evan what he was going on about no-one ever liking him before when he caught the timidness of the raven haired youth's eyes. Aunty Phoebe had warned Wyatt and the others that Evan was very insecure. "Okay never mind. Since I've already got most of my card on the table why not…I was wondering whether you'd like to go on a date with me."

"A date?" Evan looked Wyatt carefully in the eye as if confused as to why Wyatt was asking that. Wyatt kept Evan's gaze steadily until Evan seemed to find what ever it was he was looking for in Wyatt's eyes. "I've only ever been on one date before but I'd like to go out with you if it's no bother. I might just be a bad date."

"So is that a yes then?" Wyatt asked questioningly as he frowned. Evan offered Wyatt another smile and nodded his head.

"That's a yes. What would you like me to do for it?"

"Absolutely nothing, leave all the planning to me and just make sure you turn up."

"Of course." Evan then turned to walk back out of the dining room but paused at the door and looked over his shoulder at Wyatt. "Just…don't expect too much of me okay?"

"I only expect your company Evan, absolutely nothing else just your company." Wyatt realised that he'd have to take things very, very, very slowly with Evan. The nineteen year old didn't really know anything about dating and Wyatt was willing to bet that Evan hadn't even thought about sex. But Wyatt wouldn't mind taking things slowly. He'd had plenty of boyfriends in his life and with none of them had he been so connected as the way he felt to Evan who he had only been speaking to for a few months. He'd take things slowly and he'd make sure they worked out.

-three months several dates later-

Wyatt was walking Evan back home after their date. Wyatt had had the day off work so the pair had agreed to meet up for dinner. Dinner had been very nice. They'd gone to a pasta restaurant and had a portion of pasta bake each, Wyatt's with meat and Evan's was a vegetarian pasta back. Wyatt was in a pair of casual black trousers and an untucked loose blue shirt whilst Evan wore a pair of cotton trousers that clung gently to his slender but muscular legs and accentuated the tones on his body. He wore a light blue long sleeved shirt that he'd occasionally tug nervously on with his fingers. Evan's hair was still black and it was slightly longer managing to curl around his collar.

"That was great, thank you." Evan said once they'd arrived at Evan's porch. Wyatt smiled easily and nodded.

"No problem, I enjoyed it too." Evan nodded and slowly allowed his hand to fall from Wyatt's. "I'd better be going home then. See you tomorrow though, at P3."

"Okay." Wyatt turned then to walk away. Evan bit his lip before crying out as Wyatt went to step away from him. "Wyatt wait."

Wyatt turned back with a questioning frown on his face. Evan felt some of his shyness come back but managed to grab some of his old Gryffindor courage firmly. Tilting his head upwards so he was looking straight up into Wyatt's blue eyes Evan tried to convey all his emotions in his face as well as with his words.

The staring continued for a while as if they were both trying to read the other's eyes. Wyatt took a small step forward bringing him closer to Evan and when Wyatt saw that Evan didn't back away he moved even closer still. Evan still didn't move away or look like he even wanted to protest. Wyatt smiled slightly and Evan offered him a small smile back as his eyes flicked down to Wyatt's lips then back to his eyes. Wyatt leaned forwards a bit more and still there was no negative reaction from Evan. Smiling even more Wyatt closed the remaining gap between them and kissed Evan.

As soon as their lips closed together Evan hummed and leaned up into Wyatt smiling gently around the kiss. Wyatt felt Evan smile and couldn't help the feelings of elation filling his heart. Wyatt wrapped his arms gently around Evan's waist and pulled Evan against him electing a small gasp from Evan. The kiss deepened slowly at a pace that Wyatt was sure Evan would be comfortable with and as Evan wrapped his arms around Wyatt's waist the older man smiled around the kiss.

"Oh…" Evan breathed when they finally broke apart for air. Wyatt grinned down at Evan whose smile light his eyes.

"Thank you for letting me do that." Wyatt whispered his grip tightening briefly around Evan's waist. The shorter man, not even out of his teens, smiled brightly up at him.

"Thank you for waiting for me." Wyatt's grin widened and he was about to speak again when Evan's arms tightened very slightly around his neck and the bright emerald eyes changed from happy to almost pleading. "Will you do it again?"

-End Flashback-