Sorry about the late update, but I have a bad case of writers block… it
sucks. And I'm having problems finding time to write this cuz of school…
only 17 ½ days left. And then I have a very busy summer where my computer
can't follow. ( Please, if you want to help out, write a chapter or
something like that, email me at charmedgal005@yahoo.com and maybe we could
work something out.
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"Phoebe, I need to talk to you." Leo said the next day.
"What's up?" Phoebe asked. Leo pulled her down the stairs to Dumbledore's office for a more private conversation.
"When you were talking about your dreams yesterday, I could tell that you were lying. What was really bothering you?" Leo confronted.
"Do you think that Piper and Prue noticed the lie?"
"Don't think so, I think that they bought your Cole cover up."
"Good."
"Then tell me, it was something you don't want to share with your sisters, no pressure here, but I want to know."
"So does Piper and Prue,"
"But I'm your whitelighter, I can't tell anyone."
"I don't know if I want to tell you yet, maybe… any way."
"Ok, Phoebe, when you're ready." Leo said. He began to walk up the stairs to the main room.
"Leo, hold on a second." Phoebe called. "Can I get premonitions in my dreams?" She then asked.
"Yes, why? What did you see?" Phoebe realized that she was in too deep. Leo needed to know what she saw. She needed to protect Prue.
"Wadwork, killing Prue ten times. It was horrible. Somehow he just found more and more horrible ways of killing her. Like ten different days, or something."
"Wow."
"You can't tell them!" Phoebe quickly exclaimed.
"I promise. But Phoebe,"
"I know, I have to tell them eventually."
"And we may only be over reacting. It could be a dream about your fears, rather than a premonition."
"Lets hope its just a dream." Phoebe said.
The week began to fly by fast. Needless to say, Prue's plan to turn Snape's favoritism was a total fiasco. His heart was too cold towards the other houses to change his opinion in a century. Much less a week. She decided to stop playing with his heart (she was never into him at all) and acted like he didn't exist. Their classes, which were a nightly event, gained popularity as friends told friends about it. They ended up having to teach the class in the great hall because there were no more classes big enough to hold the large numbers. During the day, they developed potions to rid of Wadwork, and spells to help. They researched the best way to get rid of Voldemort, but there was nothing. His only defeat was Harry, and no one, not even Harry, knows how he had done it. At night, when they weren't teaching, they would follow Harry around, making sure that he wasn't attacked while he wasn't looking. By Thursday he was getting quite tired of this constant following.
"Ron, you might want to check your orange juice," Hermione warned Ron at breakfast on Thursday morning. "I think I saw your brothers slip something into your drink while you were watching for..." Hermione blushed. She knew that Ron was looking for the Halliwells, who he had taken a great liking for. "… people."
Ron snapped to attention. George and Fred looked at her with a look of mock hatred, she spoiled their plan. Ron picked up his orange juice, sniffed it and put it down. "What did you do to it?" He accused.
"Something new. Just invented it two weeks ago. Don't worry, it's safe, but it makes you need to go pee, about every five minutes." Fred confided.
"Did you put some in Ginny's drink last night?" Hermione asked.
"Did it work?" George asked excitedly.
"Never mind." She laughed. "Harry, you ok?" Hermione looked at Harry, who was picking at his food, and staring off into space.
"Huh? Yeah. Just tired of being followed every where. I'd rather be the heir of Slythern, or all the teachers freaking out because Sirius wanted to kill me."
"You were followed then too." Ron pointed out.
"But I dunno, this feels different."
"Maybe this will cheer you up, here comes Hedwig." Hermione said, pointing to the snowy white owl flying through the window during the morning mail call.
Hedwig landed in front of Harry. He untied the letter on her foot, and recognized the untidy scrawl on the front as Hagrid's.
Harry, I know you have been busy lately, but if you get a spare minute, stop by my cabin tonight.
Cheers.
Hagrid
"Hagrid wants us to go to his cabin tonight, it would be great to do something different, let's go." Harry told Ron and Hermione.
"Sounds like fun. We could go before the Halliwell's class." Hermione said.
"Are you crazy? That is dinner! We'll have to go after with the cloak." Ron said, always thinking about his stomach.
"Fine, today at Magical Creatures we can tell him that we are coming." Hermione said.
"Let's send Hedwig. She could use a job." Harry suggested. Hermione nodded. He quickly scrawled a note to Hagrid and sent her on her way. They then had to run off to class as breakfast ended.
That night they sat through the Halliwell's class. Harry only half paid attention. His mind was other places. "Come on. We gotta go now." Ron hissed as once again Snape had come in telling everyone to leave.
"Hey Piper, look at that." Phoebe whispered. She pointed to Harry, Ron, and Hermione looking around suspiciously.
"We follow them?" Prue asked.
"Yea, let's first ask them what's up." Piper suggested.
"Hey Harry? Could we talk to you for a moment?" Phoebe called.
Looking like they had gotten caught, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked up to the Halliwells. "What wrong?" Harry asked.
"Are you guys up to something?" Phoebe bluntly asked.
"No!" The three quickly chorused.
"Ok, we know that following you around is getting tiring, and it is getting tiring for us too, but we need to do this." Piper tried.
"Night off?" Hermione tried.
"No. Not until we can tell if it is at a later date." Phoebe said.
"How can we do that?" Harry quickly asked.
"EEK!" Hermione cried as a rat went scurrying across the floor at her feet.
"If I didn't know better, I'd think that, that was Scabbers." Ron mumbled.
"It couldn't be could it?" Hermione asked.
"No." Ron stated.
"Anyway, back to stalking you, if I can get a premonition placing it at a different date, then you're off the hook tonight."
"What do you need?" Harry quickly asked.
"We're going to be late." Ron quietly warned Harry.
"Hopefully this will be quick." Harry muttered back."
"You." Phoebe said.
"Here." Harry said holding out his arm.
"Ok." Phoebe said. With both hands, she placed them onto his arm. With much luck she was hurled into the black and white premonition. "It's tonight." Phoebe quietly said.
"Great." Harry sarcastically remarked.
"You sure?" Prue asked.
"You are double checking everything!" Piper and Phoebe said at once. They gave a quick laugh.
"Yes, I'm positive. We're wearing these exact things in it."
"Harry, go to where ever you are planning on going."
"Ok. Let's go guys." Harry said, pulling the cloak over them.
"That's no fair! How are we to follow you when we can't see you?" Piper called to the empty corridor. Her voice echoed. Harry, Ron, and Hermione didn't respond, they were hiding from them.
"Come on, we have to wait outside for them." Phoebe said, pulling her sisters towards the grand doors. Once outside, the girls sat on the entrance steps, waiting for anything to happen. And they waited. The light in Hagrid's cabin remained on. "What time is Prue?" Phoebe whispered, her head hung on Piper's shoulder.
"Almost 11."
"Then explain why I am so tired."
"I bet its boredom."
"Shhh… I hear something!" Piper said. The three strained to hear better. All they saw was a rat scurry across the ground. With nothing else to do, Phoebe followed it with her eyes. It disappeared behind a corner, but his shadow could be seen on Hagrid's cabin. Suddenly, the body of the rat was transformed into a standing man.
"Did you guys see that?" Phoebe asked.
"Yah." Piper and Prue said, looking ghastly white.
"Come on, he's trying to get into the cabin." Phoebe said, taking off into a sprint to the cabin. But they were too late.
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"Phoebe, I need to talk to you." Leo said the next day.
"What's up?" Phoebe asked. Leo pulled her down the stairs to Dumbledore's office for a more private conversation.
"When you were talking about your dreams yesterday, I could tell that you were lying. What was really bothering you?" Leo confronted.
"Do you think that Piper and Prue noticed the lie?"
"Don't think so, I think that they bought your Cole cover up."
"Good."
"Then tell me, it was something you don't want to share with your sisters, no pressure here, but I want to know."
"So does Piper and Prue,"
"But I'm your whitelighter, I can't tell anyone."
"I don't know if I want to tell you yet, maybe… any way."
"Ok, Phoebe, when you're ready." Leo said. He began to walk up the stairs to the main room.
"Leo, hold on a second." Phoebe called. "Can I get premonitions in my dreams?" She then asked.
"Yes, why? What did you see?" Phoebe realized that she was in too deep. Leo needed to know what she saw. She needed to protect Prue.
"Wadwork, killing Prue ten times. It was horrible. Somehow he just found more and more horrible ways of killing her. Like ten different days, or something."
"Wow."
"You can't tell them!" Phoebe quickly exclaimed.
"I promise. But Phoebe,"
"I know, I have to tell them eventually."
"And we may only be over reacting. It could be a dream about your fears, rather than a premonition."
"Lets hope its just a dream." Phoebe said.
The week began to fly by fast. Needless to say, Prue's plan to turn Snape's favoritism was a total fiasco. His heart was too cold towards the other houses to change his opinion in a century. Much less a week. She decided to stop playing with his heart (she was never into him at all) and acted like he didn't exist. Their classes, which were a nightly event, gained popularity as friends told friends about it. They ended up having to teach the class in the great hall because there were no more classes big enough to hold the large numbers. During the day, they developed potions to rid of Wadwork, and spells to help. They researched the best way to get rid of Voldemort, but there was nothing. His only defeat was Harry, and no one, not even Harry, knows how he had done it. At night, when they weren't teaching, they would follow Harry around, making sure that he wasn't attacked while he wasn't looking. By Thursday he was getting quite tired of this constant following.
"Ron, you might want to check your orange juice," Hermione warned Ron at breakfast on Thursday morning. "I think I saw your brothers slip something into your drink while you were watching for..." Hermione blushed. She knew that Ron was looking for the Halliwells, who he had taken a great liking for. "… people."
Ron snapped to attention. George and Fred looked at her with a look of mock hatred, she spoiled their plan. Ron picked up his orange juice, sniffed it and put it down. "What did you do to it?" He accused.
"Something new. Just invented it two weeks ago. Don't worry, it's safe, but it makes you need to go pee, about every five minutes." Fred confided.
"Did you put some in Ginny's drink last night?" Hermione asked.
"Did it work?" George asked excitedly.
"Never mind." She laughed. "Harry, you ok?" Hermione looked at Harry, who was picking at his food, and staring off into space.
"Huh? Yeah. Just tired of being followed every where. I'd rather be the heir of Slythern, or all the teachers freaking out because Sirius wanted to kill me."
"You were followed then too." Ron pointed out.
"But I dunno, this feels different."
"Maybe this will cheer you up, here comes Hedwig." Hermione said, pointing to the snowy white owl flying through the window during the morning mail call.
Hedwig landed in front of Harry. He untied the letter on her foot, and recognized the untidy scrawl on the front as Hagrid's.
Harry, I know you have been busy lately, but if you get a spare minute, stop by my cabin tonight.
Cheers.
Hagrid
"Hagrid wants us to go to his cabin tonight, it would be great to do something different, let's go." Harry told Ron and Hermione.
"Sounds like fun. We could go before the Halliwell's class." Hermione said.
"Are you crazy? That is dinner! We'll have to go after with the cloak." Ron said, always thinking about his stomach.
"Fine, today at Magical Creatures we can tell him that we are coming." Hermione said.
"Let's send Hedwig. She could use a job." Harry suggested. Hermione nodded. He quickly scrawled a note to Hagrid and sent her on her way. They then had to run off to class as breakfast ended.
That night they sat through the Halliwell's class. Harry only half paid attention. His mind was other places. "Come on. We gotta go now." Ron hissed as once again Snape had come in telling everyone to leave.
"Hey Piper, look at that." Phoebe whispered. She pointed to Harry, Ron, and Hermione looking around suspiciously.
"We follow them?" Prue asked.
"Yea, let's first ask them what's up." Piper suggested.
"Hey Harry? Could we talk to you for a moment?" Phoebe called.
Looking like they had gotten caught, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked up to the Halliwells. "What wrong?" Harry asked.
"Are you guys up to something?" Phoebe bluntly asked.
"No!" The three quickly chorused.
"Ok, we know that following you around is getting tiring, and it is getting tiring for us too, but we need to do this." Piper tried.
"Night off?" Hermione tried.
"No. Not until we can tell if it is at a later date." Phoebe said.
"How can we do that?" Harry quickly asked.
"EEK!" Hermione cried as a rat went scurrying across the floor at her feet.
"If I didn't know better, I'd think that, that was Scabbers." Ron mumbled.
"It couldn't be could it?" Hermione asked.
"No." Ron stated.
"Anyway, back to stalking you, if I can get a premonition placing it at a different date, then you're off the hook tonight."
"What do you need?" Harry quickly asked.
"We're going to be late." Ron quietly warned Harry.
"Hopefully this will be quick." Harry muttered back."
"You." Phoebe said.
"Here." Harry said holding out his arm.
"Ok." Phoebe said. With both hands, she placed them onto his arm. With much luck she was hurled into the black and white premonition. "It's tonight." Phoebe quietly said.
"Great." Harry sarcastically remarked.
"You sure?" Prue asked.
"You are double checking everything!" Piper and Phoebe said at once. They gave a quick laugh.
"Yes, I'm positive. We're wearing these exact things in it."
"Harry, go to where ever you are planning on going."
"Ok. Let's go guys." Harry said, pulling the cloak over them.
"That's no fair! How are we to follow you when we can't see you?" Piper called to the empty corridor. Her voice echoed. Harry, Ron, and Hermione didn't respond, they were hiding from them.
"Come on, we have to wait outside for them." Phoebe said, pulling her sisters towards the grand doors. Once outside, the girls sat on the entrance steps, waiting for anything to happen. And they waited. The light in Hagrid's cabin remained on. "What time is Prue?" Phoebe whispered, her head hung on Piper's shoulder.
"Almost 11."
"Then explain why I am so tired."
"I bet its boredom."
"Shhh… I hear something!" Piper said. The three strained to hear better. All they saw was a rat scurry across the ground. With nothing else to do, Phoebe followed it with her eyes. It disappeared behind a corner, but his shadow could be seen on Hagrid's cabin. Suddenly, the body of the rat was transformed into a standing man.
"Did you guys see that?" Phoebe asked.
"Yah." Piper and Prue said, looking ghastly white.
"Come on, he's trying to get into the cabin." Phoebe said, taking off into a sprint to the cabin. But they were too late.