Addie glanced over at the line of blondes entering the Great Hall. Hermione was scribbling her a note while Ron stared at the girls completely engrossed. Harry was looking across the room at Cho. Addie felt annoyance swell in her stomach. Out of all the people he could have chosen, Cho wasn't the best. She scanned the room, looking for any entertainment. Suddenly Draco caught her eye. His blue eyes were locked on her own. It made her uncomfortable and even more annoyed. She decided to shrug it off, however, leaning over to talk to Harry.
"When are you going to show me your powers?" she whispered. He gave her a sly smile.
"I think you are somewhat demented. I mean, not even Hermione wanted to see my powers this badly." She rolled her eyes, fiddling with the leather of her pendant.
"It's just I'm so fascinated by this. I mean, come one. You can move around or move things around. I would kill for that sort of thing." Harry just laughed a little.
"Yeah, it's all great. But there are some downfalls."
"Oh really? Name two."
"Well, I am attacked by demons everyday I am away from Hogwarts, and with all this power I still can't find my sister." Addie looked at him, confused by the statement. She faintly realized Durmstang was entering the Great Hall, her eyes still locked on Harry's.
"What do you mean? You have a sister?"
"Yes, I have a twin sister. We were separated sometime after birth. Someone is keeping her hidden. The same memories that were taken away from my parents to keep them from remembering me have kept them from remembering her. My godfather even can't remember her, which means someone removed all traces of her from our lives." Addie bit her lip, feeling sorry. She glanced over as Hermione gave her the note. Harry looked back at Dumbledore, and seemed lost in his thoughts. She unfolded the notes, deciding to drop the subject.
Look at Malfoy. He is EXTREMELY annoying. He just sits there, STARING at you. As if we didn't see him. I think I should punch him again. Hogsmeade soon! That will be exciting. Then we can develop the first part of the plan to get Alicia and Lupin back together. I can't believe she never told you he was a werewolf.
Addie bit her lip. Hermione had divuldged that tidbit very soon after Addie had explained everything to her. She didn't know why, but her and Hermione were extremely close. In all fairness they were nothing alike, but both just trusted each other blindly, sharing every secret they had ever had. Addie took out a quill, starting the note as Dumbledore started his speech about the Goblet of Fire.
I think Malfoy WANTS me to see him. I don't really care. He could become more famous than Harry and I wouldn't care. We will definitely make our first move at Hogsmeade concerning Alicia and Remus. It's just too perfect not to. I didn't know Harry had a sister. How come you never told me?
Oh, Harry's sister. It just never came up. His whole family is turning the world upside down looking for her. I can't believe no one remembers her. His family is really cool, I've met them a couple of times. Did you know that all the members have been girls up until Harry. Each one of them has a P name. Piper, Phoebe, Paige, Prue: They are all P's.
Addie thought about that. It would have been great if she had that excuse for her name. Patricia was just an older lady name. If it had a great meaning behind it, maybe she would have liked it more. She fiddled with the leather of her necklace again, listening to the tail end of Dumbledore's speech. She might have been more interested if they let younger people join. This whole age limit was ridiculous. She would have loved for someone their age to join. Well, except for the extreme peril. Everyone was dismissed and she stood up, walking out of the hall with her friends.
"James and I were talking about the Triwizard Tournaments. He joked that any of us would probably cream the competition." Addie smiled at Harry's godfather's codename. She had sincerely felt part of the group when they told her that secret. They all kept talking as they headed to Defense Against Dark Arts glad that they had been able to get out of Divination. Addie sat down, doodling on her parchment as they all waited for Mad-Eye Moody to come in. She looked down at the figure she had doodled, the same one as the pendant around her next. In the last few weeks she had become obsessed with drawing it. It just seemed so important to her.
"My pendant! I've lost my pendant!" She jumped, startled by Harry's sudden outburst.
"What pendant Harry?" she questioned. Hermione and Ron seemed to already know what he was talking about, giving him sympathetic stares.
"It's the last gift my mom gave to me before I left for Hogwarts. It's of hers and my aunts magical symbol. It was just on a leather strap. I haven't taken it off since I got it."
"Well it can't have gone too far, we can retrace your steps after class." Moody walked in, so they all quieted down, ready to start the lesson. Addie glanced over at Harry, who looked rather put out. She felt sorry, having the urge to help him in any way she could.
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"Paige! You have been packing for hours. I think your ready." Piper whined, sick of sitting on Paige's bed helping her decide if the blue or the black top would look better in all the wilderness.
"Well I am so sorry Piper," Paige snapped. She added softly, "I just don't want to forget anything."
Piper squinted her eyes, not feeling a pang of sympathy. "Says the girl who can orb."
"Well when you put it that way." They sat in chaos. Paige's bed had the flower comforter rumpled from where she slept the night before; On top of the comforter lay to heaping piles. The bigger was of clothes she planned on taking, vibrant blues, greens, and reds were mixed with more somber colors, depending on her mood. The floor was covered with accessories, and many of her drawers also lay on the floor from where she had yanked too much. Piper lay against one pile of clothes, her long brown hair pulled into a bun and her expression annoyed. Paige looked even more frazzled, her hair up in chopsticks and her t-shirt dirty. Phoebe had already ducked out to meet with someone to make wedding invitations.
"Paige I have plans. Harry is supposed to be here in one hour. I really need to be ready for a good home-cooked meal."
"Piper he eats fine at school. We are not talking about some disgusting school cafeteria lunch. We are talking about stuff made by magical creatures."
Piper wrinkled her nose, "well when you put it that way," she mocked. Paige gave a little laugh as she threw another shirt on the growing pile. "How are we going to clean this up?" Piper questioned, looking all around
"With a little magic."
"Paige! Personal gain?"
"Oh come on, you do it too." Piper rolled her eyes. Orbs filled the room and she looked at her sun, his hair wet and wild from a shower he had obviously just taken. She broke into a huge smile, jumping up and hugging him.
"You are back. I missed you so much." Harry smiled, holding her tightly.
"Mom, I lost my pendent," he admitted guiltily. Piper frowned, knowing he was upset.
"Honey, you'll find it. Don't worry about it. Come on, sit down and help you're Aunt Paige pack."
"Where are you going?" Paige paled a little. They weren't allowed to tell him Charlie was involved with the Tournament.
"Well she is going on a vacation with Charlie. If we need her we'll call." Paige smiled at Piper, relieved.
"Where are you guys going?"
"Oh, you know, here there, everywhere. We are just going to relax and unwind."
"Well, the different schools came today for the Triwizard Tournament. They all look pretty tough or pretty snobbish. The girls school is extremely high standard, I mean I did not see one non-blonde in the bunch," Harry went on, telling them about his week. It was almost strange to have family to tell this to. He had probably written most the stuff he was saying in letters, but neither of them minded. They sat and listened intently, until he was done. His mother had seemed to enjoy it more than he had.
"You know, the next time you come home, you should bring Ron, Hermione, and Addie. That way we can meet Addie and Hermione can stop bugging you about seeing the book." Harry felt his face light up. He had never been able to bring friends back for a weekend before. Piper smiled at the excitement on his face. "Of course we will have to get Dumbledore's permission, but I see no reason not to."
"I think they would all love that Mom."
"Good, than it's settled."
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Chris rubbed his temple, exhausted. He sat up in the attic, the dust flying all around him. Before him sat the potion's table. It was filled with bottles and herbs. He sighed a little. If he didn't make more vials to vanquish soldier demons, there would be no Mom left. He threw a little more of the powdered toadstool, watching it explode a little. There was a sudden creak on the stairs and he shot up, prepared to fight. Harry walked in, and he sighed.
"How are you?"
"Fine. What are you doing here so late?"
"I was just," Chris looked down at the potion, "Preparing some things. You should be in bed." He could never shake the weird feelings he got telling his older brother what he should be doing. It felt weird just looking at him.
"Yeah, I just have trouble sleeping. I soundproof around my bed so no one can here me scream." Chris furrowed his brow, knowing what was coming next and knowing he couldn't warn Harry. It made him feel horrible. "Sometimes, I have these...dreams," he paused, waiting for Chris's reaction.
"And you can't tell your mom because you are afraid that she will be even more scared about what is going to happen to you."
"Exactly. In these dreams, I see things, things that are really happening."
"Like premonitions." Chris knew it wasn't like premonitions, he just didn't know what else to say to help Harry explain.
"No. It's like I can see through someone else's eyes. Except I can't do anything about it, and it's only one particular person."
"The man who gave you that scar."
"Yeah. I don't want to worry Mom or Dad. I just thought...since you're from the future."
"Harry, you can come to me with anything, I owe you." Chris couldn't help it, he was going to break his number one rule. "In the future, I always confide in you. You help me with a lot. The truth is, we are—"
"What are you two doing up here?" Both of them jumped and spun around. Chris looked over at their mother.
"Sorry Mom, I had trouble sleeping and heard Chris up here. We were just talking. You know, the whole white-lighter to witch sort of thing. He's making potions for us. I think it's nice of him to stay here so late."
"Yeah, we just love having him," Piper added sarcastically. Chris tried to shrug it off, telling himself she didn't mean it. He just wanted to keep his older brothers safe. "Harry, why don't you head back to bed, you have to leave in the morning."
"I will Mom." He walked towards the stairs, pausing to give their mom a hug. As he walked away, Piper looked back at Chris.
"Chris, if you ever need a place to stay besides P3—"
"I can stay at the Halliwell Hotel? I think I'll pass. I can't get you guys to fight demons anyway. I made more soldier demon potion, they should attack again soon. Just call if you need anything." He glanced back at his mom, having the sudden urge to hug her just as Harry had done. Instead, he orbed away, back to the lonely club...
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Malachi tapped his finger, growing more and more impatient as time wore on. Through all these weeks of waiting, they hadn't been able to get close to the older Halliwell boy. The protection against the school was to great, only surpassed by Magic School itself. Even when the boy left, he was in the care of the Charmed Ones. The only time they could strike was coming soon. In his hand he held a paper talking about Hogwarts, the wizard school, hosting a 'Triwizard Tournament.' It was a magical event, and he was assured that his soldiers could get a simple drop of blood off the boy, knowing that they would do whatever it took. A shimmer filled the room and Malachi clanked at the black hand resting on his throne.
"We are about to attack the Charmed Ones. I hope you know I am sacrificing great demons."
"I am willing to take that risk. Study this thing, this 'Triwizard Tournament.' It will be our only chance to catch the boy. Remember, if you can only get one drop, it will be enough."
"Yes Sir."
"And one more thing. Don't disappoint me." The soldier bowed, shimmering away. Malachi would succeed in finding the girl, he had to...