Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Charmed. I am just a fan. The only thing I own is my own Characters such as Phoenix.

A/N: Okay Allen Pitt, one of those questions you asked me will finally be answered; you'll know which one I'm talking about. Can't revel it here though! You will have to read. See if you thought right!

The Other Magical World

Chapter 25: Memory Dust.

It was the next day at lunch. Harry was telling Ron, Phoenix, and Hermione about his Quidditch practice with Wood, when Professor McGonagall came walking up.

"Miss Matthews, would you come with me please?"

Phoenix gave a questioning look towards her friends before responding.

"Okay Professor." She said quietly. She stood up and slowly followed McGonagall out of the great hall.

They walked down the corridor in a fast past. It was faster than what Phoenix wanted, but it looked as though McGonagall was on a mission. Phoenix just stayed a few paces back not understanding the reason for the speed.

'Where are we going? Are we going to her office? Is she taking me to Dumbledore? Does he know about me? Did Filch tell McGonagall or Dumbledore about me? Do I need to explain about what happened to Malfoy? Would he accept the same explanation as everyone else did?'

Phoenix couldn't take it any longer. The silence was killing her. She needed to ask McGonagall where they were going. Phoenix stopped walking and asked McGonagall.

"Um, Professor?"

Professor McGonagall stopped as well and turned around to face Phoenix.

"Yes, Miss Matthews?"

"May I ask where are we going?"

"You have a visitor in the Headmaster's office." And with that, McGonagall turned back around and continued toward Dumbledore's Office.

'A visitor? Who on earth could it be?'

There were more twists and turns until they stopped in front of a gargoyle statue.

The password was said, and the gargoyle moved, revealing a spiral stair case.

"This is where I leave you Miss Matthews. I have other things to tend to." Then Professor McGonagall left in a huff leaving Phoenix alone."

Phoenix looked at the stair case and leaned inside for a look as well. It looked as though the stair case never ended, but she wasn't sure. All she knew was it led to Dumbledore office. She stepped inside, and the stair case spiraled itself up being closed off by the statue.

Seeing the door to Dumbledore's office, Phoenix stepped off the stairs and walked toward the door. The door was opened just a crack, and Phoenix heard the now familiar voice of Dumbledore. The other voice she hadn't heard yet. She slowly walked closer to the door and listened in.

"She is fitting in quite nicely, already has friends. I noticed she is a very bright student. Very confident in what she knows and very knowledgeable. I believe she will be one of our brightest students next to Miss Granger."

"That sounds great. I'm glad she is doing well!"

Phoenix shifted a little more towards the crack.

'No! It can't be her! Why would she be here? I didn't call for her!'

"I hope…."

"I believe we have a visitor."

Phoenix heard Dumbledore say after cutting off the visitor. The door slowly opened, and Phoenix heard Dumbledore calling to her.

"Come in Miss Matthews, we have been expecting you."

Phoenix walked in as innocently as she could. Professor Dumbledore was behind his desk. A woman was sitting across from him her back towards Phoenix.

After Phoenix came in, she closed the door, and the woman finally turned around. She had shoulder length dark brunette hair with a small wave. Her eyes were across between green and gray. The woman was wearing gray slacks with black high heels. Her top was a black button up blouse with a white tank top underneath.

This woman was someone Phoenix was not expected to see at all. This woman was her whitelighter. Most importantly, this woman was none other than her Aunt Prue.

Seeing the looks the two were given each other, Dumbledore stood up to excuse himself.

"I will leave you two alone."

"Professor Dumbledore, You don't have to go. I was actually hoping if you would allow Phoenix to show me around the castle while her and I talk? If you don't mind of course."

"Of course not. You may have a tour." Answered Dumbledore. Then he turned towards Phoenix. "Miss Matthews take all the time you need. I will tell Miss Granger to take notes for you."

"Thank you Professor." She mumbled never taking her shocking eyes off of her Aunt.

Prue stood up, as did Dumbledore, and headed towards the door.

"It was wonderful to meet you Professor Dumbledore."

"It was an honor to have met you Miss Halliwell." Dumbledore said with a twinkle in his eyes.

'Honor? What did Professor Dumbledore mean about that?' Phoenix couldn't help but wonder.

She opened the door and allowed herself out being followed by Prue. They walked down the corridors in silence. Phoenix just couldn't figure out why her Aunt was there.

'Is she just checking up on me? Do the Elders need something of me? Is mom in trouble?!'

They walked around the students, who were trying to get to their classes, as they remained silent. Prue looked around for an empty corridor. As she saw the last student turn the corner, she looked at her niece and said

"This way," as she was dragging Phoenix by her robes. "Is one of these classrooms being used at the moment?"

"I think this one is empty. Why?"

Prue ignored her as Phoenix opened the door. It was the History of Magic room and no one was insight. Professor Binns was even gone. They were in the clear for whatever reason.

"Okay Aunt Prue, we are in the clear. What is it you need to talk about?"

Prue didn't say anything. All she did was grab Phoenix's arm and orbed out.

When they orbed back in, they were in San Francisco on top of the Golden Gate Bridge.

"Okay, Now we can talk." Said a very mad Prue.

'Why did she orb me here? She never orbs me here unless she is really mad at me. What did I do?'

Phoenix gave her aunt a confused look. She really had no idea why she was up there.

"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!" yelled Prue.

"What?!"

"Don't play innocent with me Phoenix! You know exactly what I am talking about!"

It finally clicked with her. She couldn't believe her aunt was freaking out about it. "Hermione?"

"Ding! Ding! Let's give her a prize!"

"But…"

"No buts! The Elders want me to wipe her memory with memory dust."

"Why?"

"Because she found the Book of Shadows! They think she will expose us. If not on purpose, it will be by accident. But I know you better than that. I know you helped her find it, or you planned on her finding it."

"But Hermione doesn't disserve to get her memory wiped! She didn't do anything wrong! It was all me! I did everything!"

"You know I have to do something."

"Why? Why do you have to do something! Maybe you can leave this one alone!"

"Because we can't be exposed!"

"Exposed! Aunt Prue! I'm in a freaken wizard's school! Or better yet, I'm in a world Full of Witches and Wizards! What exposure would there be?"

"Phoenix you know I have to. We can't put more people at risk. This wizarding world is much different than ours. We don't know how they would react to our world. The Eld….."

"Since when did you start listening to the Elders!? You never listened to them! I remember all the stories you, Aunt Piper, and Phoebe told us!"

Prue kept quite. She really had no response to that at all.

'When did I start listening to the Elders?'

"Please Aunt Prue! I had my friends at Magic School to talk about magic! Or at least Wandless magic! If you wipe Hermione's mind with memory dust, I wouldn't have anyone to talk too!"

"It would protect her in the long run!"

"Aunt Prue! Protect her from what!"

"It would protect her from demons! Besides you have your brother and sister to call."

"But they are not at Hogwarts! They are at home! You had Aunt Piper and Aunt Phoebe!"

"Yes, I did and…."

"And you told Uncle Darryl, and mom got to tell Uncle Glen!"

"We had to tell Darryl something. We kept running into each other at his crime scenes and such. The issue with your mother, well, I wasn't around!"

"Then you told Uncle Andy!"

Prue was shocked. She never really had gotten over his death even if she didn't show it. She still to this day believes it was her fault he died. She cried when she saw him. He was the first person to meet her when she died.

"Aunt Prue Pleeeaaassseeee!!!!! I need someone to talk to! Hermione was all excited about it! Don't punish her because of me. Don't take that excitement from her. And if I know her, she will find out about it eventually. Please! You Never listened to the Elders before. Why are you starting now?"

"I was part of the Charmed Ones. Now, I'm a whitelighter, your whitelighter!"

"You still are a Charmed One! Or at least part of you is still connected! You always tell me to trust my instincts! How can I, if you won't even follow yours anymore!"

Prue just stood back for a while allowing Phoenix to cool off. It was hard for Prue. She was not only Phoenix, Katie, and Little Henry's whitelighter; she was also their aunt, and balancing the two sometimes got difficult. She knew how Phoenix felt. Sometimes she felt alone, not able to talk about her powers with people other than her sisters.

Prue let out a heavy sigh. "Okay fine, I won't sprinkle memory dust on Hermione. I will allow you to let Hermione know. But, if you decide to tell Harry and Ron, yes I know," she stated as Phoenix looked at her shockingly, "let me know first. I gave you this one this time. Now your mother, You will have to tell her. And I wouldn't dwell on that if you don't want to feel her wrath!"

"Thank you! Thank you! This means so much! You were always my favorite aunt!"

Prue just rolled her eyes knowing very well that it was only a suck up statement. She grabbed Phoenix's arm and orbed their way back to Hogwarts. Or at least that was where Phoenix thought they were going!

A/N: Uh oh! Phoenix got in trouble! Hermione was going to get memory wiped! What would the Elders think now since she didn't get it? And Prue being her whitelighter! What do you think! I was very upset that the final episode didn't have anything about Prue! Not even a picture was shown. So I thought she needed to be in her nieces and nephews lives. So where did they go? What did Dumbledore mean about it was an "honor" to met Prue? Well, till next Friday!!!!