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"Do you think that he'll let them do it?"  Prue asked, as Leo orbed out.

"He better.  Those kids and that potion are our only way out."  Piper said.

"Plus he'd have to deal with three angry Halliwells."  Prue added.

"Yeah." Piper said.  "He'll do it.  It's the only way."  She repeated, a little less confident than before.

            "Do you guys even think that the potion will work?  I mean its different magics."  Phoebe asked.

            "Are you doubting our plan?"  Prue asked.

            "How can I not doubt our plan?  If there is one thing that I have learned this past week at Hogwarts, is that the two magics, no matter how hard we try, they just don't always go hand in hand.  And the situation looks grim.  We're locked in a basement with no way out.  I am cold, and hungry, tire, and just want to go home!"  Phoebe yelled.  "AND OUR ONE PLAN ISN'T FOOLPROF!"  Phoebe crumbled into a fit of tears.  Piper rushed over to her baby sister, and put her arm around her.  Prue held back.  Phoebe wasn't yelling at Piper, she was yelling at Prue.  Piper glared at Prue.  "Come help."  She mouthed.  Prue quickly went over to her youngest sister, and put her arm around her.  As Phoebe's tears disappeared, she was able to get out, "Sorry guys, I didn't mean to yell at you, I just-"

            "Shhh sweetie, it's ok.  I understand."  Piper said.

            "Yeah ditto."  Prue agreed.

            "Thanks.  Hey, if I'm going to be locked in a basement for hours, I'm glad it's you two." Phoebe said, she whipped the tears off her face.

            "Who else would get you locked in a basement?"  Prue asked.  Phoebe smiled, she was already feeling better.

            "No one."  She admitted.

            "Feeling better?"  Piper asked.

            "Yeah."  Phoebe said.

            "Good."  Piper and Prue said.

            "How long have we been down here?"  Phoebe asked.

            Prue looked at her watch.  "Almost two hours.  It's nearly ten."

            "I could really go for some food.  We missed dinner."  Piper said.

            "And lunch."  Phoebe muttered.

            "It's your own fault that you chose to spend extra time in the library and miss lunch."  Prue said.

            "I got good information."

            "About?"

            "Mitchell Tumbleweed and Tatiana Dutch are a couple."  Phoebe said.  Prue threw her hands up in the air in disgust.

            "Please tell me that is not all."  Piper said her hand on her forehead.

            "Of course not.  I also got something about Voldemort."  Phoebe said proudly.  She motioned for her sisters to come closer.  Prue and Piper came in really close, listening intently to Phoebe.  "In the Hogwart's records, I discovered that he can't touch Harry.  For that matter, with other research, no one working for him can touch Harry either.  However, they can make him do things with their wands."  She whispered.

            "I knew that!"  Prue said.  "That stuff is in the books.  Almost.   That stuff about no one working for Voldemort not touching him, was new."

            "Well, I didn't know anything."  Piper said.  "But being locked in this basement, means that we can't do anything about that."

            "I know.  I feel awful about not telling you guys, but this afternoon there wasn't a spare second to tell you guys that."  Phoebe picked up a stick off the ground, and began to draw in the dust.  Piper and Prue sat down on the ground, their heads leaning against the wall.  "Anyone for a game of tic-tac-toe?"  Phoebe asked.   Prue looked up, and gave a weak smile.  She scooted over, and took the stick from Phoebe, and made a tic-tac-toe board.  Phoebe and Prue played five times before anyone spoke again.

            "Food."  Piper weakly said.

            "You're hungry too?"  Phoebe asked.

            "Yeah.  Prue, you hungry?"

            "Yeah."

            "Anybody got any ideas on how to get food?"  Phoebe asked.

            Prue stood up, and shouted to the top of the stairs.  "HEY CAN WE GET SOME FOOD HERE?  I'M SURE WE'RE WANTED ALIVE.  YOU CAN'T FIND THE BOY WITHOUT US!"

            They heard nothing.  Prue continued to stare up the stairs.  She saw a figure stop at the top of the stairs.  She was about ready to scream for food again, when the figure gave a distinct hiss.  "I don't think they're going to give us food anytime soon." She simply said, and then sat down next to Piper and Phoebe.