Charmed Brother
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The characters and the situations within these fan fiction stories are not my property. They are the property of J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, and others, and are used without permission; challenge to copyright is not intended and should not be construed. I do not own Harry Potter, Charmed, or anything you may find in my story that in any way resembles a character, story, or plot that is owned by another person.
I don't own the concept of way Harry turns invisible, it is called Quicksilver and it was created by Matt Greenberg for The Invisible Man TV series.
Talking, "The Charmed Ones!"
Thinking, 'The Charmed Ones.'
Demon Powered Talking, "The Charmed Ones"
Demon Powered Thinking, 'The Charmed Ones'
Dreams/ Premonitions, The Charmed Ones
Spell casting "The Power of Three"
Foreign Language "*Charmed Ones*"
Mind Speech (the Charmed Ones)
Beta Reader this chapter: smaster28
Chapter contains Incest and sexual content.
Chapter 12
Bay General Hospital
March 5 1998…
Harry quickly rushed into the hospital after speeding all the way from the gym, he couldn't believe that Grams had a heart attack and fallen down the stairs. He though that it was possibly a demon making a move for the book or Grams' powers so he had quickly Faded from the gym into the attic to see if anything was missing from there but he found the nothing wrong and the attic door was spelled shut. After finding nothing he Faded but to the gym and rushed to the hospital.
He hated the idea that he had checked the book first before checking on Grams but he knew that when she woke up she would never let him here the end of it if he hadn't.
As he made it to the reception desk to ask what room she was in, he was met with a body smashing into his side when he looked down he saw the tear stricken face of Phoebe, he knew that Phoebe complained about Grams bugging her to go back to college or find a job, but he also knew that she loved Grams just as much as him and his other sisters.
"Hey, how is she?" Harry asked softly, while pulling Phoebe closer to him.
Phoebe squeezed Harry tighter hoping that he could make it all better as she answered, "I don't think it's good as they aren't saying anything."
Looking into Phoebe red eyes he lent in and kissed her forehead, when he pulled back he saw her eyes pleading with him to make it better.
"Take me to them." he said, as he pulled her head to his chest.
With a mumbled "Ok" Phoebe moved out of his arms and taking a hold of his hand she walked him through the hospital towards where Prue and Piper would be waiting. Slowly they made their way into the hospital, when they rounded the corner they spotted Prue talking to some doctor while Piper was sitting down talking to an unknown man. As they got closer they saw the man and Piper look up at them, Harry could see that Piper had puffy eyes before she said something to the man and after his reply he got up and headed in the other direction.
As Harry watched the man walk away he couldn't help but narrow his eyes, he didn't sense anything from the man but it was suspicious as he was here just as Grams was admitted here. But Harry let it go as he had more important things to worry about, his sisters.
As he and Phoebe walked up to their sisters Piper got up and made her way over and wrapped her arms around his body and pressed her face into Harry's chest, Harry could feel his shirt begin to get damp for Piper's tears as Harry wrapped his own arms around her.
"Hey," Harry said softy as he pulled her closer into him.
"Hey," Piper mumbled into his chest.
Harry felt another set of arms wrap around his body when he turned to look he spotted Phoebe, so lifting up his right arm he pulled her into him. Phoebe made her body as small as she could against Harry as she was pulled into him, she then wrapped her own right arm around Piper and began to cry at the thought of losing Grams.
"It's going to be ok, right Harry?" Piper asked him, still not lifting her head out of his chest.
Harry was not sure how to answer that. He knew that their grandmother was getting old and it was only a matter of time before a demon got the jump on her, but a simple heart attack was not the way he saw that she might die. He looked up at his twin sister to see if she had been told any news and what he saw made him worry that what they were about to hear wouldn't be good.
Pure walked over to her younger siblings not sure how she was going to tell them the terrible news she was just given. She knew it would devastate Piper as she was the closest to Grams, which was the main reason she was always at the Manor, she wasn't sure how Phoebe would take it, she knew that Phoebe was drifting at the moment and losing Grams might make it worse. Grams, Piper and Harry were Phoebe's supports and to lose one might make her try to fill Grams' place with someone or something else, and that worried her.
As for Harry she knew that Grams and Harry spent a lot of time together, they also did a fare bit of fighting when they were younger but it wasn't so bad that it effected their relationship. But as he got older the fighting seemed to calm down but the tension was still there up until he went to Japan. When he returned Harry was a bit more open with Grams and Grams was more open to him, now he would just go and spend time with Grams. So Prue didn't know how he would take what she was about to tell them.
She herself didn't know what to feel at the moment she knew that she had drifted away from Grams when she was made to give up her dream as a photographer. But in the end they had made up but the feelings were always there, she knew that Grams was always trying to push her and her sisters closer together. She didn't know why but she knew that Grams wanted them to be inseparable, in the back of her head Prue had to wonder what Grams would think if she found out that they were sleeping together.
As she got to her family she was pulled into the arms of Harry and Piper, she could feel the sobs that Piper let out and the tension in Harry's body. As she buried her head into Harry shoulder she couldn't stop the feelings that crept upon her and she started to cry into her twin brother's shoulder.
When Piper felt Prue began to cry she knew that it was bad, she knew that if Grams wasn't dead now she would be soon. That thought alone brought more tears to her eyes.
Phoebe heard her sister begin to cry, it was at that moment she knew that they were now alone.
When Harry had watched Prue walk over trying to keep it together he knew that Grams wasn't going to make it, looking down at Piper he kissed the top of her head and asked Prue, "What did they say?"
Before she answered she pulled herself closer to Harry and Piper, "They said that that because of the heart attack coupled with her falling down the stairs they're not sure if she will pull through, her condition seems to be deteriorating but there is a chance but it is very slim."
Hearing this caused Piper's and Phoebe's sobs to increase.
When Harry heard that his grandmother might not make it made a tear slipped down his face. He knew he had to do something, sure he knew that they didn't see eye to eye sometimes but that didn't mean that he didn't love her. He also knew that she wanted to teach the girls magic. Looking at the devastated faces of his sisters he knew that he had to try and heal Grams so with that in mind he spoke softly, "Can we go and see her Prue?"
"Mm-hmm," Prue answered while nodding into Harry's chest and Piper's hair.
"Ok why don't you all go and wash your faces then we can all go in and see her together?" Harry said, hoping to get a minute alone with Grams so he can try and heal her.
"Ok Harry," Piper said as she took Phoebe's hand and started to walk to the restroom.
Prue and Harry watched as Piper and Phoebe walked towards the bathroom, Prue then turned to Harry and reach up and gave him a lingering kiss on the corner of his mouth. When she pulled back she looked into Harry's the eye for something, it didn't take long for her to find what she was looking for. Giving him a watery smile she took a quick look around to see if anyone was watching, finding on one she gave him a quick kiss on the lips before turning to follow her sisters.
Being Harry's twin she had always known that Harry was hiding something and it as something big, but it was also something that he didn't want to hide. On more than one occasion she had wanted to ask but she knew if he could tell her he would, but there always seemed to be something holding him back. That was especially true since he came back from Japan, as she walked to the restroom she hoped he knew something to help.
As Harry watched Prue walk to the restroom he looked to see if anyone was watching before he headed into a supply cupboard, when he was in there he closed his eyes and made three more copies of himself.
When he opened his eyes he looked at the first one and said, "Follow them but don't be seen." Which got a nod before it Faded out as it turned invisible.
Looking at the second one and to it, "Go and get Paige she needs to know. When you come back Fade to my location." Hearing its orders it faded away.
He then turned to the last one, "I'm going to heal Grams, so I need you to wait outside like you are me and keep an eye out for anyone that looks like they are going into the room. If they are inform me." He said, before he also turn invisible and Faded into Grams' room.
When he Faded into the room he only saw one nurse that was checking on Grams' vitals, with a flick over his hand he frozen the women in place as he walked over to Grams' bedside.
(Do you think this will work?) A voice asked from somewhere.
(I don't know but I have to try.) He answered, but moving his mouth.
The voice seemed to go quiet before saying, (You can try, but I don't think it will work Harry.)
(I still have to try.)
When he looked down at his grandmother he didn't the strong older woman he would fight demons with, or the woman that would scold him if he went out after curfew when he was younger or the woman that made him swear to not tell his sisters about magic, what he did see was and pale old woman with breathing mask on.
So without waiting he raised his right hand to hover over her chest, he gathered his magic and slowly his hands started to glow golden. After a minute with no change he started to worry but before he could stop he heard the heart monitor stop, panicking he raised his head to look at it and found it was frozen, quickly looking around he saw a bird frozen as it flew by the window. Letting go of his magic he looked around the room before the sound of someone teleporting in got his attention.
Turning around he came face to face with two people, one was a tall man with brown long hair to his shoulders, blue eyes, he was light skinned and wearing all black turtle neck shirt with a black overcoat, pants, and shoes and beside him was a woman that was as tall as Prue she had lightly tanned skin, brown hair that was tired up in a high pony tail, brown eyes and had on a deep purple robe.
Raising his hands in case they attack him or Grams he asked, "Who are you and what do you want?"
The woman looked at Harry fondly, which surprised Harry before she began to talk, "You have grown Harry Potter or do you prefer Harry Halliwell now?"
Hearing his old name surprised Harry but not enough to make him drop his guard, "How do you know that name?"
"We were the ones who found you so you could be reborn?" said the man, while looking at his grandmother.
Seeing the look Harry moved in front of Grams making sure she was out of view, "Why did you send me here and you still didn't answer who you are?" he asked.
"Forgive me, we don't have names I am an Angel of Destiny and the man beside me is the Angel of Death." The now revealed Angel of Destiny said kindly.
Looking at Death, "You're not taking her," Harry said forcefully.
"I'm sorry Harry Halliwell but I must, she has made a deal and if it is broken then all we have done will be for nothing." Death said, with no remorse in his voice.
Harry knew that they weren't going to let this go so he brought his magic to the surface and got ready for the fight of his life. Realizing that Harry was going to fight them, Destiny wave her hand and behind Harry's back Grams soul left her body and looked around an spotted her grandson getting ready to attack the two Angels.
"Harry wait." Grams said, getting his attention as she got out of the bed.
Hearing his grandmother voice made him shift to the side to see if it really was Grams, but kept the two angels in his line of sight. When he was able to see her he saw that she looked like a ghost. But he knew that some beings had the power to make you see what you wanted to see, so he decided to ask something that only she would know.
Thinking about it he asked, "If that is you Grams, two weeks ago what did you walk in on?"
Hearing the question she was asked Grams didn't know whether to blush or scold him for asking it, but she answered none the less, "I walk in on you, Patty and Paige together in the pond in your training room."
Hearing the answer Harry knew that she was really his grandmother as only three people could have known that, still he didn't drop his hold on his magic.
"What going on Grams?" he asked.
With a sigh she began to talk, "Release your magic Harry," she asked, seeing the questioning look her gave her she nodded for him to do it.
Seeing the nod Harry let his magic go but still stayed ready in case he had to act fast.
"Good, sigh, look at me Harry. Don't worry they won't attack you." She said, making Harry turn, "I know this is going to be hard for you to understand Harry but you can't heal me," when she saw him open his mouth to talk she held up her hand," let me finish. I know that I'm heathy from the potions from your books and I shouldn't have had a heart attack, but the truth is I made a deal with the two before you."
Hearing this Harry turned his head to look at the two Angels only to see them waiting patiently before turning back to Grams, "What kind of deal? And can we brake it?"
Shaking her head Grams answered, "No we can't and I won't."
"Why?"
"Because the deal was made because of you." Grams answered softly.
"Me, why me?" Harry asked, not understanding what he had to do with it.
Before Penny could answer Destiny stepped forward and began talking, "You see Harry, there is a destiny for everyone and everything it is known as the Grand Design. It is the intended nature and destiny of the Universe, it is always flowing always changing but like everything it leads somewhere. But it can be changed, the problem with it is it can be changed to something that is good or evil.
"We the Angels of Destiny and The Angel of Death protect the Grand Design, yes there are others and some of them are demons but they protect the Design. The problem was I received a Premonition about the deaths of two of your sisters and the ones who didn't die would be worse off. But it wasn't the only thing I was shown, I also saw the complete destruction of The All, what you would call The Source of All Magic.
It was then that I was shown you, you could stop the deaths of your sisters and the destruction of magic. So we gave you a second chance at life as Harry Halliwell." She finished.
"So I have become your weapon then." Harry asked fuming that he was being lead around by his nose again.
Death stepped forward this time to answer, "No you aren't, you were given a life here as Prudence Halliwell's twin but what you did and do with your life is up to you. You see what Destiny is not telling you is that you are the Wild Card in The Grand Design, you will do anything to protect your sisters and that was all we want you to do. You see the reason you were reborn was because there is an enemy that we are forbidden by The All to reveal the identity as the time for it isn't right."
After hearing this he began calming down, Harry thought about what they said, basically he was given a chance to be reborn and that was it, they hoped he would do what they knew he would do for any of his loved ones. Protect them with everything he has. They didn't control what he did and what his destiny will be, they just pointed him in a direction and hoped for the best.
(I don't know what to say about this, it explains how I was reborn.) Harry thought.
(Hmm yes it does, but the way they did it was probably the best way for it as they made sure you would go above and beyond to protect the girls.) The voice answered.
(Yeah but I bet they didn't think that I would start sleeping with my sisters, but this hidden enemy that is after the girls worries me. If they are right and from what the demon-woman said the enemy has someone high up blocking them from being seen.) He thought trying not to show he was worried.
After a second the voice answered, (Yes, but don't forget they might have already made their first and second move and reviled themselves.)
(The succubi,) Harry answered thinking about the two succubi that almost got his sisters.
(Yes. But it's the one who controls them and the one who is hiding them that we should worry about.) The voice stated.
(But still what does this have to do with the deal Grams made.) Harry wondered, while looking at the spirit of his grandmother who was looking at him with a sad smile.
"Ok I get you gave me a second chance at life, one that I can never repay you for. But what does it have to do with Grams?" Harry asked the two Angels.
"Sigh, it has to do with many things. For one she was supposed to die after making a potion to strip the Charmed Ones powers," hearing this Harry snapped his head to look at his Grandmother to see if it was true. Looking at Grams' face he could see she was just as surprised as he was hearing this.
Turning back the Angels, as Destiny began speaking again, "But because she had you to look after them she didn't need to think of making it, but she is also in better heath then she should be. She would live for another 19 years before dying as she is now. And as much as the Grand Design needs to change somethings need to stay the same and one of those things is that it is time for Penelope Halliwell to die."
Harry felt his stomach drop before he started to get angry, "Well you changed the Design once by bringing me here why not do it again and let her live?"
Seeing that he was starting to get angry Grams stepped forward and placed her hand just above his cheek, "Harry the reason I made the deal is that if I didn't the other Angels of Destiny, along with The Elders and their demon counter parts would find you and kill you to save the Design. So I made a deal, my life and magic to power the cloak you have around you, you won't get my powers or anything but it will make it harder for them to find you." When Grams finished she could see the look of pain on his face.
"Harry you have understand I love you and the girls so much that I would do this without a second thought if it will keep you safe. I know that we have had our differences and our agreements but I always loved you and tried to protect you, and more often than not I made mistakes some of them hurt you and the girls and you might have hated me for them. And I hope in time you can forgive me for them, but I never did it out of malice. So if I have to die now to keep you safe then I will do it with a smile on my face, but you need to be strong for your sisters as they will be hurt by my death." Grams finished.
"But how did you make the deal?" Harry asked.
"They came to me and explained that when your sisters got their power the Angels of Destiny and The Elders would be watching the girls more and would find out about you. So they offered me a choice continuing to live and help the girls or give her my life and magic so you could remained cloaked even after they get their powers. It was a choice that I didn't hesitate to make, I'm not stupid Harry I know you love your sisters more than a brother should and I know they love you the same way. And if you died it would kill your sisters, so I have chosen to die to keep you hidden."
Hearing that Grams was dying so that he could live hurt him more than he thought, the fact that another person was sacrificing themselves for him didn't help. So without a second thought he walk forward and placed his hand on her shoulder and using his ability to summon the dead he made her solid. When her spirit body was solid he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a hug as she did the same to him.
"I'll miss you Grams, I never hated you. I didn't agree with some of the things you did but I never once hated you for them, we are family after all." Knowing that he wouldn't be able to see her for a while Harry held onto the hug for a bit longer.
Turning back to the Angels he looked at them for a second before saying, "Ok I won't try to heal her, but I would like for my sisters to get to say goodbye."
Hearing this both Angels nodded before saying, "Don't worry Harry Halliwell the time for your sisters to embrace their destiny has come, their powers will be unlocked soon," before restarting time.
With one last look at the smiling face of his grandmother he Faded from the room to wait for his sisters so they could see Grams one last time to say goodbye before she dies.
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As he watched his three sister walk towards him he felt the arrival of his invisible clone and Paige. Before he could talk to her their three sister reached them, as they were all standing there scared to go into the room he felt Prue take hold of his right hand while Phoebe wrapped her arms around his body and Piper grabbed his left hand, he then felt Paige rest her head on his back and her hands on his hips.
After a minute he softly said, "Come let's go say our goodbyes." And with that they all walked into the room.
Just as they reached the door Harry felt a small build-up of magic before it disappeared, looking around for the source he didn't see anyone. Not sure what it was he let it go in spite of what was happening as they opened the door and went in.
Had his mind not been so preoccupied he would have notice Piper sway and shake her head before walking into the room.
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Around the corner a dark hair man grinned.
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Manhattan New York
6 Months Later, 30th September 1998…
As Harry climbed some stairs he thought about how things had been since Grams had died and how they hadn't gone well, first Harry and Prue had moved back into the Manor to help pay for the bills and to comfort the girls, then the girls started to drift apart with work and life in general, one of the main factors was that Piper started to date a man she met at the hospital named Jeremy Burns.
Harry didn't like the man, sure he was pleasant enough but there was something off about him but Harry couldn't tell as he never seemed to be around long enough when Harry was. He never stayed at the Manor as Piper was the one to stay at his place and it was only the once. When Harry found out that Piper was staying at the man's house he made a clone to watch her just in case the man was a demon or warlock or one of the succubi allies.
When it seemed that he wasn't Harry was a bit upset, but he knew that he would have to accept it as he did the same from her point of view with Paige. But the one to take it the worst was Phoebe as Piper slowly stop spending her nights with Phoebe, Harry checked her for love spells or the like but couldn't find any. So he had to watch as Phoebe's heart broke, after a couple of months Phoebe left and went to try and find their Father in New York.
This is why he was here, to bring his sister home.
As he reached the top of the stairs he walked down the hall to a green door before knocking. He heard movement from behind the door and waited, he heard the peep whole open then close before he heard a chain being removed. When the door opened he was greeted by the smiling face of his little sister.
"Harry," Phoebe said, as she jumped at him and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself against him, "What are you doing here?"
As he wrapped his own arms around her waist and squeezed her tightly, "Phoebe, I missed you." As his head dipped into the side of her neck.
Phoebe pulled her head back and looked at Harry before saying, "Come on in." as she went to lower her arms but let out a surprised squeal as Harry's hand slid down her back over her ass and grabbed her thighs and picked her up, causing her to wrap her legs around him laughing.
When he walked in the apartment he kicked the door closed and moved back against it as Phoebe reached out and slid the chain across and dead bolted the door as he locked the door handle. When that was done he walked into the apartment and looked around, it was a small a studio apartment with a double bed off to the side, a blue couch facing a small TV, he could see the small kitchen and off to the side the bathroom.
As Harry was walking into the apartment Phoebe couldn't help but burry her face into his neck and take in the scent of her brother, she didn't realize how much she had missed him and her sisters. Which she could also smell on him. When Harry reached the couch he turned and sat down slowly letting Phoebe move her legs so she was now straddling him while his hands stayed on her hips, when she pulled back Harry finally got a good look at her.
She was wearing a small black yukata with gold and silver dragons on it, the same one he had bought back for her from Japan. He could see that it had ridden up as they sat down showing her smooth tanned legs, it was just covering the juncture of her thighs, the sash was tied loosely leaving it open showing a large amount of cleavage. His eyes slowly moved up to her smiling face and he saw that she hadn't change much as she was still as beautiful as she was before she left. But he could still see some hurt in her brown eyes.
While Harry was checking out Phoebe she was checking him out as well and she liked what she saw, he was wearing tight dark blue jeans, with a grey collared shirt and a black leather jacket.
"You're looking good Phoebe." He said as he gave her a leering look.
Which got a giggle out of Phoebe, before she slapped his arm and replied, "You're not looking half bad yourself, big brother." Returning the leering look, before getting serious.
"So what are you doing here?" Phoebe asked again, even though she had a good idea.
Looking surprised, "What can't a brother come and visit his darling little sister?" he asked, trying to sound innocent.
Phoebe just gave him a look that said she didn't believe him for a second, "Harry." She warned.
"Fine, fine, I came for a couple of reasons. First and the most important I missed seeing you."
As he said this Phoebe moved forward and hugged Harry tightly so he couldn't see that her eyes had become wet, "Mmm I missed this," she said, as he slowly ran his hand up and down her back. After a while Phoebe moved back to where she was before, but not before she placed a lingering kiss on Harry's lips.
"Now no more stalling." Phoebe joked.
"Alright, secondly you hadn't called in a while causing me and Piper to get worried, and third one of my friends had mentioned that you lost your job," when he said this he gave her a pointed look. "And the last one is that I found out you are in debt so I can here with an offer."
While Harry was listing off why he was here Phoebe couldn't help but feel a little guilty about worrying them. But when he said one off his friends seen her at her work she got a little worried, sure she wasn't a stripper or a hooker but she did work as a waitress in an adult club. She wasn't embarrassed, well maybe a little bit since Harry now knows, but it paid good money but not as much as she needs to pay her bills.
"Hey it wasn't that bad of a job, at least I wasn't taking my clothes off for anyone to see." Phoebe began to protest before Harry cut her off.
"I never said that it was, I just don't want anyone looking at your body but me." Harry said with a wiggling his eyebrows, "But that's not what I meant, I know you came looking for Victor and haven't found him yet and you have gotten into debt. Besides we miss you back home so I have deal for you."
Not liking the fact Harry knew she was on her last legs but not being stupid enough to reject the offer before she heard it, so she made gave him a sign to keep going.
Seeing that Phoebe was going to listen he began his sales pitch, "Ok, what I'm offering is that you move back home with Prue, Piper and me within the next week and I will pay off your debt. But you have to get a job when you get home. I'm offering this because Piper and I don't like the fact that you are here by yourself. Prue doesn't as well but she won't say it. That and we wouldn't know if something happened to you until we get a phone call."
'That and some demons have been spotted around here and I know some have tried to break into here, the only reason you are safe in this apartment building is because of the wards I put up otherwise you would have been dead from a demon attack ages ago.' Harry thought.
Phoebe lend forward and rested her head on Harry's right shoulder while she thought about what he was offering, 'I know I'm going to take Harry up on his offer as I was going to call Piper tomorrow, since I'm running out of money and I miss home and my family. I came here to find my destiny but it doesn't seem like it's here, maybe its back home with Harry and my sisters. But I still want to know why Dad left us. Plus some of the people around here are real creeps always looking at me like I'm something they want to eat. Mmm maybe I can get something else that I want out of this.'
"Okay I will go home but I want something else out of this." Phoebe said, with a blank face.
"Alright but what do you want?" Harry questioned.
Without answering Phoebe surged forward and clamed Harry's lips in a heated kiss. At first Harry was surprised by the kiss then he started to respond eagerly, as Harry began to kiss Phoebe back his hands moved to her back, one went up in between her shoulder blades while the other moved just above his ass. As his hands caressed her back he slid her forward until her breasts were pushing hard into his chest.
Braking the kiss Phoebe looked at Harry with undisguised love and lust before talking, "You, I want you the same way Prue gets you."
Harry's cock lurched when he heard that.
Harry looked Phoebe in the eye before saying, "If we do this will it be a one-time thing?"
"No I want what Prue has, you completely." Phoebe said, her voice filled with passion.
Harry stayed quite for a while which made Phoebe nervous, "Are you sure this is what you want, if we do this you're mine. No other man can touch you, they may look all they want but only I get to have you." Harry said, possessiveness thick in his voice.
Hearing the way he spoke about him being the only one to have her made Phoebe's folds start to moisten and she couldn't help but breath out softly, "Yes, I'm yours." As her answer before she was brought back into a deep kiss. As they kissed and their tongues duelled Harry undid the sash of her yukata, while Phoebe ran her hands up his abs and pecks.
Lemon
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm yea" she moaned, as she grinded her hips against the bludge, "I've fucked myself so hard so many times thinking about having you inside me. I don't care if it's wrong to want to ride my brother's cock."
Harry groaned in lust at that.
So without a thought he stood up bringing Phoebe with him, but instead of letting her wrap her legs around him he grabbed her ass and pulled her over his shoulder and started squeezing her ass making her squeal and made his way to her bed.
When he reached the bed he lifted her off his shoulder and threw her down on the bed. As she bounced her yukata to open showing that she was naked underneath, when she came to a stop she propped herself up on her elbow to look at him, giving him a better look at her naked body.
"You sure about this, I meant what I said before you will be mine and no other male will be allowed to touch you." Harry said, making sure she knew that she was his.
Phoebe smiled up at her brother, "Fuck me big brother."
(Warning lemon ahead. I have removed most of the explicit contain before posting on this site.)
Eventually, Phoebe rolled off him, his member sadly leaving her sweet warmth, and looked him in the eyes. Her hair was tangled, her cheeks red and she was breathing hard, but to him it was one of the most beautiful looks he had seen. She looked so beautiful with the after sex glow radiating from her.
Lemon End
Glancing out of the corner of his eyes he could see his Mother slumped in her chair from her own climax from watching her son and daughter's first time together. He could see the look of desire in her eyes and knew that when he had the chance she was going to demand to be fucked just as hard by him.
Patty smiled at Harry before blowing him a kiss while talking into his mind, (I can't wait for them to get their powers so I can join you.) as she returned to the afterlife.
"You know we aren't finished yet?" he asked her.
"Mm-hm, but I need a small break." Was Phoebe distracted answer.
Harry pulled her to him, "Fine you can rest for a bit."
"Thanks, so when do I move back? I need a least a week to get my things in order." Phoebe said, without lifting her head from his chest.
"Yeah that will work, you have to give Piper a ring to let her know you're coming home. But don't tell her I came and convinced you to." Harry said, wanting to hide the fact he was here.
"Why?" Phoebe asked.
"Because they don't know I'm here as I'm visiting a friend, he's in a bit of trouble. Look on the bright side this gives me a chance to stay with you for the week." Was Harry answer.
"Mmm I like that?" Phoebe grinned at the idea of spending more time with her brother.
Harry acted like he had to think before answering, "Yeah, the more time I get to spend with you the better." 'Plus it gives me the chance to find the demon or warlock that has been targeting you.'
"Good. Now don't you have to punish me, but first I want to suck your c**k." She said before moving down and taking his erect member in her mouth.
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San Francisco – The Talmadge
7th October 1998…
A stormy night filled with lightning, a young woman with short blonde hair, wearing a blue night robe walked through her apartment carrying a tray of food and water for her cat. As she walked into her kitchen, thunder was heard, accompanying the sound of rain outside the apartment.
"Come on, baby." She called softly as she set the tray down. Almost immediately the white cat meowed and ran to the food. "Good girl" She finished.
She pets her cat and slowly stood and walked off into an adjoining room holding a silver goblet find with wine in her hands. She knelt before the altar set up in the room and placed the goblet just above the middle, amidst the candles and herbs. Then touching each candle one by one she lit them with only her finger.
Outside her apartment, a figure wearing a long black trench coat could be seen slowly climbing down a ladder. When he reached the balcony he watched as she lit the last few candles. Before the last one was lit he moved away from the window.
When she had finished lighting the candle she moved her hands in a praying motion and began to chant.
"Auger De Gomay, Auger De Gomay,
Ancient One of the Earth so deep, master of Moon and Sun.
I shield you in my Wiccan Way, here in my circle round.
Asking you: Protect this space, and offer your sun-force down.
Hmmm..."
As she chanted the figure entered the apartment through the kitchen, effectively scaring the cat out of the room. The figure approached her quietly as she continued her chant, just as she finished the chant she realized that she wasn't alone. She spun around in panic, only to sigh in relief, as she recognized the intruder.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, with a slight smile on her face.
Without answering the intruder pulled out a knife and plunged it into her stomach. She let out a short scream as lightning flashed before falling, lifeless, to the ground.
The figure didn't even give the woman a second look before leaving her dead on the floor.
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Halliwell Manor
As the rain still falling hard, a woman was running under an umbrella, she turned and made her way up the front garden steps the front door of the manor. When she came in the front door she looked up to see the front hall lights flickering, Piper Halliwell hadn't changed much in the last few months, she still looked as good as she did before, with her dark brown hair at a moderate length with bangs and conservative clothing the covered her large D-cup breasts and shapely rear.
As she hung up her umbrella and put down her bags, she called out, "Prue?" before taking off her rain coat.
''In here Piper I'm working on the chandelier.'' A woman called from another room.
''Sorry I'm late.'' Piper responded, as she walked into the other room to see her sister.
Prue stepped down off the ladder to face Piper, when she did Piper couldn't help but take in Prue's figure. With her short dark hair, green eyes, almost DD-cup breasts, smooth stomach and from what she got to look at before she turned around her tight ass, the fact she was wearing a one piece grey dress didn't help.
''Well, what else is new?'' was Prue's annoyed reply, "You know Piper, I would've been here to meet the electrician, but you know I can't leave the museum until six. I didn't have time to change.'' Prue finished, letting Piper know that she missed the electrician who had come and gone, leaving the sisters with a broken chandelier. It was evident by Prue's tone that she didn't have a good day.
''I just, I didn't realize how long I was in China town. Has Jeremy called?'' Piper asked, hoping that he would have. Piper smiled slightly at the thought of her fiancé.
Prue didn't return her little sister's hopeful smile about Jeremy. "No, but he had some roses and a package delivered." she pointed toward the dining room and watched Piper's eyes go to where she'd placed them.
''What were you doing in China town? I thought that you had an interview in a restaurant in North Beach?'' Prue asked, after giving Piper an annoyed look before she started walking behind Piper.
"I did, but I went to Young Lee market after my interview to get the ingredients for my audition recipe tomorrow." Piper explained as she put her bag down and look at the roses and read the note with a smile.
Prue rolled her green eyes as she watched Piper open the box to see a wine bottle, "So that Wolfgang-puck knockoff didn't hire you, then?" she asked, giving Piper a disapproving look.
"Nooo… but this may just get me the job." Piper responded as she held up a wine bottle.
"Jeremy sent you port?" Prue finally asked, taking the bottle from Piper to read the label.
''It's the ultimate ingredient for my recipe. '' Piper said with a grin.
''What a nice boyfriend. '' Prue responded, giving Piper a smile, even though it didn't reach her eyes.
Piper's eyes lit up, ''Oh my god,'' she spotted the spirit board. ''I don't believe it. Tell me that's not our old spirit board?'' she picked up the spirit board and examined it. She'd thought they'd lost those years ago…
''Yeah, I found it in the basement when I was looking for the circuit tester.'' Prue explained, smiling at her sister's enthusiasm, as well as the fond memories that the spirit board helped resurface.
Piper picked it up and turned it over, then began reading the inscription on the back while Prue read over her shoulder. "To my three beautiful girls and my handsome boy, may this give you the light to find the shadows. The power of three will set you free. Love, Mom.'' the spirit board was one of the few things all three sisters could share and remain civil with for a short amount of time, well that and their brother. "We never did figure out what this inscription meant.'' she said, putting the board down.
''Well, we should send it to Phoebe. She's so in the dark, maybe a little light will help.'' Prue suggested sarcastically, at the fact that Phoebe had left them, as she turned and left the room.
''You're always so hard on her.'' Piper said, defending Phoebe.
''Piper, she has no vision, no sense of the future, and the only thing that Phoebe would follow was Harry.'' Prue insisted, turning around to stare at Piper. Surprised that Piper still sticking up for Phoebe, not knowing that one of the things that made Phoebe leave was Piper.
''I really think Phoebe's coming around.'' Piper tried to persuade Prue, once again finding herself playing mediator in spite of the fact that the other sister wasn't there, but just ended up looking down at her hands unable to match Prue's gaze.
''Well, as long as she doesn't come around here, I guess that's good news.'' obviously there was some sort of animosity between the two sisters over an unspoken incident in the past. With that, Prue disappeared into an adjoining room. The creaking of the stairs followed Prue's ascent up the stairs, most likely to finally change out of her work dress.
Piper sighed at the fact that Prue was still mad at Phoebe, but not sure what over. Picking up her bag she made her way out of the room not noticing that the planchette started to move across the board.
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The Talmadge
Inspector Andrew Trudeau quickly shut off his car and stepped into the heavy rain he hand dark brown hair cut short, he has a medium stature and blue eyes. As he traversed around the police, paramedics, and bystanders, he pulled out his police badge and flashed it to the officer prohibiting the curious bystanders from entering.
He was greeted by his partner Darryl Morris a tall dark skinned man with short curry hair, large build and brown eyes was waiting for him at the door of the apartment, less than happy to see him late to the crime scene.
"Well it's about time!" Darryl said, to him in frustration.
"I get here as soon as I heard. Another died female right, mid-late twenties?" Andy said coming to a stop.
"I've been paging you for over an hour, Trudeau, where have you been?" Darryl reprimand his partner as they headed inside.
"Checking out a lead," Andy smartly answered without actually answering, which didn't go unnoticed by Darryl
Inspector Morris and Trudeau shuffled through the crowd of people as the latter informed his partner about a lead.
"What lead?" Darryl asked, not sure he wanted to know.
"One that didn't go anywhere." he finally answered, glancing at his watch in frustration.
Darryl stopped in his tracks, turning to look at Andy with an amused gaze. "You're avoiding my question."
"Because you don't wanna know that I went to an occult shop."
The amused gaze that was on Inspector Morris's face turned to that of annoyance as he said, "You hate me, don't you?" as he continued to the apartment, "You want to see me suffer," Darryl added.
Andy sighed. To say Darryl was being over dramatic would be an understatement. "I wanna solve these murders. Someone's after witches."
"Women," Darryl corrected, not looking back.
"That woman up there, I bet she was killed with an Athame." Andy guessed. An Athame was a Wiccan tool used for many years. Lately, a lot of murders had been connected to the occult.
"Wrong. Double-edged steel knife." Morris replied, turning to face Andy with a look of triumph.
Andy just grinned. "Right. That's an Athame." he countered. "It's a ceremonial tool. Witches use them to direct energy." he explained, looking around to see if anyone was listening to them. He seems too invested that these women were witches.
"That woman didn't direct jack. She was stabbed, plain and simple." Darryl insisted, refusing to give in to his partner's logic.
Looking around to see that no one was paying them any attention, Andy lowered his voice so as not to be heard just in case. "Was she found near an altar?" he asked.
"Yes," Darryl replied shortly.
"Were there carvings on that alter?" Andy pressed, smiling as he realized Darryl was trapped.
Darryl rolled his eyes as he realized that what Andy was implying almost made sense. "Look. Just do me a favor. Don't ever follow a lead without checking with me first."
"You want to go to occult shops?" Andy joked, grinning at his partner's reaction to being cornered.
Darryl forced a laugh, before he chortles and slaps Andy's shoulder dramatically. "Get to work, okay?" he ordered, turning around and walking into the room where the victim's body was.
Andy couldn't help but grin at his partner's announce began to follow, until a voice called out behind him. "Inspector Trudeau?" he turned around to face of a reporter. "Jeremy Burns. San Francisco Chronicles." he introduced himself and then continued, "Care to comment?"
"A woman was stabbed. Plain and simple," Andy responded cryptically, echoing his partner's earlier words. He turned back to follow Morris and finally get to work.
"Well, that's the third one in three weeks." Jeremy countered, obviously hoping to pull more information from the inspector. Andy spun around as if to say something, but caught himself before he made a comment and was quoted incorrectly. He really hated reporters. Annoyed, he just turned his back on the reporter and followed Darryl to the body of the victim.
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An invisible Harry Halliwell was walking towards the door of The Talmadge apartment building, were he heard over the police scanner about a woman who looked to be a witch had been killed.
When Harry heard about the first two murders he started to look into it because he found out they were witches, but he didn't get a look at the first body so he couldn't tell if it was demon or warlock or just a random murder. But after seeing the second body and finding out that her powers were gone he knew it was a demon or warlock.
After passing a dark skinned man waiting in the doorway, he began to make his way into the building when he heard something that caught his attention.
What he heard made him spin around to look at the people talking, "I've been paging you for over an hour, Trudeau, where have you been?"
When he got a look at the new person he was surprised to see his old friend, Andy, sure he didn't like that he dated Prue, and maybe he had been a bit jealous, but they were still friends.
As he watched them walk in he got behind them to follow them through the building while listening to their conversation. Harry was surprised that Andy, was back in San Francisco. Not to mention that he was looking into the deaths of the witches.
As he followed the two, he heard about the witches being stabbed with an Athame. 'It seems that Andy knows more about witches then I thought.'
He watched as Andy was stopped by a reporter, when he got a better look at the reporter he found out it was Jeremy. He never did like the guy, he seemed to just show up just when Grams died. At first he thought he might be a demon or a warlock, but when he tried to see if he had any magic it seemed that he was completely human.
When he started dating Piper he was close to going over the guy's place and wiping his memory, the only thing that stopped him was that he would have to do the same to Piper and he didn't want to ever do that to family. But something about him always put Harry on edge.
As he watched Andy walk away annoyed, he didn't know in that moment which one he like better.
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Halliwell Manor
At the Halliwell mansion and Piper was sitting in the living room, looking out the window as the thunder roared and the rain continued to pour. Seeing something, Piper jumped to her feet and walked through the house into the mud room wanting to talk to Prue.
Prue was at the circuit board trying to get the chandelier working, ''I don't get it. I have tried everything, there's no reason why the chandelier shouldn't be working. And where's Harry he said he would fix it.''
Piper walked up to her as Prue as she shut the circuit box in frustration. Being Miss FIXIT was not Prue's thing, it was Harry's.
''Uh, you know how we've been talking about what to do with the spare room? I think you're right, we do need a roommate.'' Piper slowly said, trying to ease Prue into the news she had been hiding from her for a week.
''Well, we can rent the room at a reduced rate in exchange for some help around the house.'' Prue responded, while walking back into the kitchen to put the spare fuses in the draw.
''Phoebe's good with a wrench.'' Piper pointed out, trying to soften the news that she was going to tell Prue.
''Phoebe lives in New York. Besides Harry's better, and if I can get him in a tiny pair of shorts with no shirt I would be too.'' Prue said, as if it was obvious, as she put the fuses away.
''Not anymore.'' She blurted out with a red face, trying not to make eye contact, causing Prue's head to snap up and turned around, slamming the drawer shut.
"What?" She snapped, turning around to face Piper in disbelief.
Reluctantly, Piper replied, "Phoebe left New York… She's moving back in with us."
"You have got to be kidding!'' The eldest Halliwell sister said in disbelief, as she walked passed Piper into the dining room, pissed.
''Well, I could hardly say no. I mean, it's her house too. It was willed to all of us. Beside I know Harry wants to see her.'' She said.
"Yeah, months ago and we haven't seen or spoken to her since, besides Harry can never stay mad at us." the anger in Prue's voice was evident. Old grudges against her youngest sister wasn't just going to go away with time.
"Well… you haven't spoken to her," Piper shot back quietly, tired of hiding the fact.
"No, I haven't," Prue snapped. Piper wanted to take back her comment, but old feelings began to stir. "Look, maybe you've forgotten why I'm still mad at her."
Piper instantly felt guilty, but she still pleading with Prue to understand, "No, of course not but she had nowhere else to go. She lost her job, she's in debt-"
"Wait how is she in debt with the money Grams gave us? She might not be able to touch most of it but it was set up so she would always have money?" Surprised at her sisters debt, "How long have you known about this, anyway?" Prue accused Piper.
She hesitated knowing she couldn't lie, "A couple days. Maybe a week… and a bit."
"And the debt?"
"I'm not sure how she's in debt," Piper replied, confused herself.
"Does Harry know?" Prue asked.
Piper didn't meet Prue's eyes as she bit her lip, "No, not about the debt, but about her coming I know he won't mind."
Still pissed by knowing she couldn't do anything, just looked at Piper in betrayal and said, "Thanks for sharing. When does she arrive?"
Before Piper was able to answer, the front door behind the two sisters opened and in rushed Phoebe, her brown hair damp from the rain. "SURPRISE! I found the hide-a-key.'' her voice rang through the tense atmosphere.
''Phoebe, welcome home.'' Piper said, as she went over and hugged the girl.
Phoebe's hair was done in a bob style and, unlike the other women's more conservative clothing; the younger woman's was more reminiscent of current teenage style.
"It's so good to see you," Piper said to her younger sister, not taking her eyes off her older one. "Isn't it, Prue?"
''I'm speechless.'' Prue replied dryly, offering a fake smile and obviously still annoyed.
A car horn beeped in the background, drawing Phoebe's attention, "Oops! I forgot about the cab."
''I'll get it" Piper offered, grabbing a purse from the nearby counter top, before rush out the door.
"Piper that's my purse!" Prue called after her but only got a wave as a response. The door shut leaving another tense silence in its wake.
"Thanks… I'll pay you back!" Phoebe offered, trying to break the silence.
Prue looked down at her one suitcase at Phoebe's feet. ''Is that all that you brought? '' She asked. Phoebe looked down at it as well.
"That's all that I own. That and a bike." she answered.
Again a tense silence reigned between the two. "Look, I know that you don't want me here-" Phoebe began but was interrupted by Prue.
"We're not selling Grams' house. And how did you get into debt anyway?" Prue stepped closer as she spoke to accentuate her point.
Disbelief flashed across Phoebe's face at Prue's assumption, she knew that she upset Prue when she left, but she could of a least gave her the benefit of the doubt. Besides Harry knew about her being in debt and it didn't worry him and besides he was the one who wanted her to come home. "Is that why you think I came back?"
"The only reason Harry, Piper and I gave up our apartment to move back here because this house has been in our family for generations."
''No history lesson needed I grew up here too." Upset that Prue would think so lowly of her, "So can we talk about what's really bothering you?" Phoebe asked, without answering her other question.
''No, I'm still furious with you.'' Prue replied, trying not to lose her cool.
Phoebe couldn't help but reply sarcastically, "So you'd rather have a tense reunion filled with boring chit chat and unimportant small talk?"
"No, but otherwise we won't have anything to talk about."
''I never touched Roger.'' she reacted, going on the offensive. "I'm not talking about him I'm talking about Harry!" Prue said angrily.
''Really you sure acted like you were, and I know you think otherwise because that's what the Armani-wearing, Chardonnay-slugging, trust-funder told you… '' She said as Piper came back into the house, soaking wet from the rain. Showing her sisters that her blouse was see-through and her nipples were hard, which they both looked at out of the corner of their eye.
''Hey, I got a great idea. Why don't I make a fabulous reunion dinner?'' Piper said, hoping to resolve the argument, only for the two sisters to shoot one last look at each other.
''I'm not hungry. '' Prue said as she walked off.
''I ate on the bus.'' Phoebe also replied as she picked up her bag and walked off.
''Okay. We'll try the group hug later. '' Piper said to herself feeling uncomfortable, with a sigh said, "Wish Harry was here."
Later…
Phoebe was getting settled in while the television was showing the evening news, something that she was only really listening to. As she took off her jacket and shirt so she was only in a black see through bar, she thought back to the way things were before Grams died. She and Prue got on well, by well she meant they were screwing each other and Piper, but after Grams died Piper seemed to drift away from everyone, not away from the family but away from their relationship.
Prue still had Harry so she was still happy, but for her when Piper looked like she was going to date the guy she met, she got pushed to the side. Then the fights started with Prue, at first it was little things – clothes she would come over and borrow, Harry, the fact she was not showing up for work, Harry, and then Prue's boss hit on her and then blamed her for it. That was the last straw, she packed up and went looking for their father.
Which didn't turn out that well.
A soft knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. "It's me," Piper's small voice called out. "Can I come in?" Piper asked, while she was carrying a tray full of delicious looking food and drinks on it.
Phoebe moved onto the bed without getting dressed hoping to get a reaction out of Piper, while gushing at the tray of food Piper brought for them. "Oh, thank God. I'm starving!"
"Figured," Piper said with a smile as she entered the room, when she looked and saw the news piece on TV, a face she recognized popping out at her, "Hey, that's my boyfriend Jeremy! What happened?"
"Oh, some woman got whacked," Phoebe answered.
Piper gave her a sceptical look, raising an eyebrow at her. "Whacked? Phoebe, you've been in New York way too long."
Phoebe grabbed a carrot off of it, a dismal smile found its way to her face. "Yeah, I should've stayed," she said before shooting Piper in unscrupulous frown. "Now, why didn't you tell Prue I was coming back?"
Piper shook her head incredulously. "And risk her changing the locks? I don't think so." While turning off the TV, "Besides you should've been the one to tell her, not me."
"Good point, Chicken Little." Phoebe said while biting the carrot in half and chewing, "It's just so hard for me to talk to her. She's always been more like Mother, and Harry was like a Father but only when I did something stupid."
Piper, the ever peaceful one, sighed again, "That's not their fault. They practically had to sacrifice-"
"Their own childhood to help raise us, yeah, yeah." Phoebe finished for her while rolling her eye, regaining her teasing look, "Well they were like parents, but unlike normal parents we liked watching them screw each other." She finished with a devilish smirk.
Piper wasn't amused. "Ha, ha. Very funny," she shot back dryly to Phoebe, who stuck her tongue out playfully with a blush on her face that disappear unusually quick, "And we're lucky they were so responsible, you and I had it easy. All we had to do was be there." Sounding sad for them.
"But Harry travelled around, I know that he invested his money to pay for us to go to college and loaned you money to move out of here. But he only cracked down on me when it was needed." Phoebe said, trying not to blush when she remembered Harry spanking her. Before continuing, "Well I don't need a Mom anymore…. I need a sister."
Before they could continue they were interrupted by a soft knock. Prue stood in the doorway, timidly holding blankets in her hands. She nodded towards Phoebe. "Hey this was always the coldest room in the house."
"Thanks," Phoebe thanked her, matching her timidness.
With another nod Prue turned and left, but not before getting a good look at Phoebe's body and couldn't stop herself from licking her lips, something that Phoebe noticed.
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The Talmadge
The rain had finally let up, although the dark cloud that lingered eerily over the moon.
Inside the apartment of the victim, Andy and Darryl were amongst the many officers still looking over the scene. Serena Frederick's dead body was ready to be carted away. Andy was taking one last look at her body before it was sent to the coroner's office. On the nape of her neck, he noticed a familiar tattoo; one that he saw on the other three victims that they discovered in the past month.
It was a small triquetra symbol, a full circle with three interlocking arcs inside of it.
Andy stared at the tattoo before saying out loud, "It's the same tattoo that was on the other two victims."
"So, the murderer is killing occultists," Darryl said, knowing this was going to be a headache.
Sighing, Andy turned to Darryl while saying, "No, the murderer is on a witch hunt."
That earned Andy another eye roll from Darryl. Even though all the signs were there. It was just a matter of getting his partner to believe it.
"Oh, yeah. He's five to eight hundred years old and he lives in Salem," Darryl cracked sarcastically, before walking around the body. "Look around, Trudeau. Pentagrams, altars, offerings. All the tools of a freakfest."
"They call them Sabbaths," Andy corrected. "Which is hardly a freakfest. She was a solitary practitioner. She practiced her craft alone."
Darryl shot Andy another unbelieving eye roll. He was more of the inside the box kind of guy while Andy was always trying to think outside of it.
"Let me ask you something, Morris. Do you believe in UFO's?"
"Hell, no." answered Darryl without even thinking.
"Neither do I. But, do you believe that there are people out there who do believe in UFOs?"
"Yes, but I think they're crazy."
"Well, then why can't you believe that there are people who believe they're witches?"
Darryl huffed out another sigh at Andy, furrowing his eyebrows. He knew Andy for years, but it was getting annoying that he wouldn't let this go. If it was anyone else, he suspect them for the murders. "Look, all I know is if you don't stop talking about witches, I'm gonna start questioning you," he pointed out, trying to make him take this seriously.
While the two were talking Harry passed behind them and walked over to the dead woman's body, with a quick look around he waved his hand and everyone seemed to look away from him. Raising his right hand over the body, his face took on a look of concentration before turning into a frown at what he found. He looked back at the two inspectors, to see if the one called Darryl was going to believe what Andy was saying. Seeing that he didn't, he knew that he wouldn't find anything more here, so with a thought he Faded from view, his emerald –green eyes locked on Andy.
One thing he did found out, it was a warlock.
The two unsuspecting inspector's conversation was interrupted by the sound of a cat meowing at the two men. Andy turned his attention to the cat, before walking over and hesitatingly patting her head. Darryl smirked at Andy and his awkwardness with the animal.
"I'd stay away from that cat, Trudeau. It's been clawing the crap out of everybody. See you at the car," he said before heading towards the exit of the apartment and crime scene. Something in the back of his head told him to take one last look at Andy, only to see Andy holding the cat, as it cuddled up to him affectionately, something on her collar having caught Andy's eye. It was the same symbol as the woman's tattoo.
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Halliwell Manor
As the rain began to pick up again, Piper and Phoebe were sitting down in the conservatory both wearing the yukatas that Harry bought them. They were trying to put the uncomfortable reunion between Prue and Phoebe behind them. While they were playing Phoebe would take quick glances at Piper, looking at her see through nighty that she had on underneath her yukata.
With both of their hands on the pointer, Phoebe and Piper talked over a glass of wine and popcorn, playing with the Spirit Board.
"I'm glad to hear you and Jeremy are still together," Phoebe praised her sister, but trying to keep the hurt out of her voice. Piper beamed at the compliment, not noticing Phoebe's discomfort. She never had much luck with men, unlike her sisters. The only man that she was good terms with was Harry, but she didn't see him like that. "Didn't you meet him at the hospital?"
"Yeah we met at the hospital cafeteria, the day Grams was admitted," Piper said, giving Phoebe a half smile as she reminisced on the day her and Jeremy met, "He was covering a story and I was bawling over a bagel. So, he handed me a napkin."
Phoebe forced a giggle. It wasn't that long ago that Piper used to smile like that with her and Prue. She wanted to be happy for her sister.
"How romantic." Trying not to sound sarcastic.
"As a matter of fact, it was. The napkin had his phone number on it." Phoebe giggled even harder, pushing the pointer across the Spirit Board. Piper glared at her playfully, "Stop pushing the pointer!"
Just like when they were children, Phoebe pushed the pointer on the Spirit Board, as if something else other than her was pushing it. A sly grin formed on her lips, "I'm not touching it!"
"You used to always push the pointer, well if you didn't Harry did." Piper cracked, before she grabbed the bowl and hopped up from the table, "More popcorn?"
As she went towards the kitchen she missed Phoebe's sad look, before she reached the kitchen she heard Phoebe call out to her, "Hey, I forgot your question!"
The smile that Piper had on her face widened as she took out another bag of popcorn, ripping off the plastic wrapping. "I asked if Prue would have sex with someone other than herself this year."
"Does it include Harry?" Phoebe asked with a smirk.
"That's disgusting!" Piper shot back before she laughed aloud.
Hearing Piper say it was disgusting surprised Phoebe, as Piper was the one who loved watching Harry and Prue the most. Before she could think about it anymore the pointer moved to the A taking Phoebe's hand with it, "Piper," Phoebe whispered. Then it moved again to the T causing Phoebe yell out frantically, "Piper, get in here!"
Piper rushed back into the dining room, coming to see Phoebe staring down at the Spirit Board with wide, fearful eyes. "What?"
"What did you guys do, now?" Prue asked in accusing tone.
Piper shot her a disgruntled look, responding, "Me? I didn't do anything."
Phoebe lifted a shaking finger to the Spirit Board. "The pointer on the Spirit Board… it moved on its own." Piper and Prue shot her doubtful expressions, something Phoebe didn't take kindly to. "I'm serious!" She pleaded her case, "It spelled 'A' 'T'!"
"Well, did you push it?" Piper asked.
"No!" Phoebe was adamant.
"You always used to push the pointer, well if you didn't Harry did." Prue replied, mirroring what Piper had said earlier.
Phoebe sighed a frustrated sigh. No one ever listened to the little one. "My fingers were barely touching it. Look," Phoebe sat back down in front of the Spirit Board, putting her fingers back on the pointer. And, of course, nothing happens. No movement at all. Her older sisters shoot her another doubtful frown, both of them turning away to walk back out of the room simultaneously. As soon as they turn their backs, the pointer swooshes to the bottom of the board and back to the letter T. Phoebe's eyes nearly popped out of her skull.
"Ah! It did it again! It moved!" She screamed.
Hearing her frantic shout for the second time, both Prue and Piper turned back around to look at Phoebe and the board. Dry frowns adorned their faces again, however. To them, it seemed as if the pointer was still on the letter T. "It's still on the letter T," Pure said dryly.
"I swear it moved!" Phoebe pleaded. Something was definitely going on. And whatever it was, it was trying to make Phoebe out to be the crazy one. It didn't help that her sisters probably already thought she was crazy to begin with.
Prue rolled her eyes, before turning back around and leaving the room in a flurry. She didn't have time to play Phoebe's games any longer. She hadn't even been back a full night and it was back to her old childish antics. If Harry was here it would be easier for her to deal with Phoebe.
Piper didn't move, though. She as she watched after Prue leaving the room, only for the pointer on the Spirit Board moves once again, aimlessly gliding across the board. When it happened Phoebe stood up pushing her chair back getting Piper's attention, Piper gasped, tensing up. Phoebe noticed with a quickness. "Look! You saw that, right?!"
Slowly moving towards her sister, "I think so… yeah," Piper managed to stammer out. She couldn't believe any of this. It was absolutely crazy!
"I told you I wasn't touching it."
The pointer moved upwards once more. Piper almost jumped out of her skin, instantly yelling, "Prue, can you come in here for a sec? And where the hell is Harry?"
The pointer slowly moved to another letter, while this was happening phoebe grabbed an envelope and pen, then started to write down what was spelled out.
Prue re-enters the room annoyance clear written all over her face, "Now what?" Prue griped to the two of them.
Finished writing with what she was able to gather from the letters the pointer was pointing to, Phoebe raised a curious eyebrow. "I think it's trying to tell us something," she said to Piper and Prue before holding up the envelope for them to see. It spelled out, very plainly, the word 'ATTIC'.
As Phoebe finished talking an ominous rumble of thunder and lightning was heard.
Before the power went out.
