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************************************************************************ They entered the foyer to see a woman there. Her black hair was short cut, and was spiked. There were markings on her forehead that the kids probably did not know. They stared at her, wands out, ready to say the first spell that came to mind. "Where are they?" She spat.
"Excuse me, where are who?" Ron asked.
"The witches." She said.
"Not here." Harry said.
"My patience runs thin boy, where are the witches?" She insisted. Harry turned to Hermione, and rolled his eyes.
"Petrificus totalus." Hermione said. The woman fell to the ground, and lay there still.
"They just keep piling up." Ron said.
"We should get them out of the kitchen. They're kinda in the way." Hermione said.
"All three of them?"
"Of course, we can't have the muggles to see them bound like that."
"Where?" Harry asked.
"By Leo. I'm guessing muggles can't see in."
"Good idea. Ron and I will get the two in the kitchen. Hermione, why don't you get the thing in the entrance hall?" Harry instructed. Hermione and Ron nodded. Ron followed Harry into the kitchen.
Someone was already there. An old man, with a long silver beard to be exact. "Professor, what are you doing here?" Harry asked. Hermione had heard the voices in the kitchen, and came in with the woman behind her. Ron looked at her, and Hermione shrugged her shoulders, putting the girl with Wadwork.
"When Leo did not have you back at school by first classes, I figured something was wrong. I came to investigate." Professor Dumbledore said.
"Oh no! We've missed classes!" Hermione panicked.
"Relax Ms. Granger, I have talked to your teachers, and all except Professor Snape agreed to give you make up classes when you return."
"Sir, we would have returned sooner, but Leo, well, didn't have enough magic to get us back." Ron explained.
"Quite understandable. Wiccan has it's limitations." He looked over at the three people laying in the kitchen. "I see you did a nice job defending your self."
"There was another one in the foyer. Hermione moved her." Ron said.
"Just where were you planning on moving them?"
"The living room with Leo." Hermione said.
"If you don't mind, I think I get the ministry here to take care of Peter here. I am sure that Sirius will be a free man." Dumbledore said, he smiled down on Harry. Harry beamed back. Unknowingly, they had caught a wanted man by the ministry of magic, and freed Harry's godfather.
"Does this mean that I can now live with Sirius?" Harry asked.
"We'll see." Dumbledore said. He pulled out his wand, and then shot yellow sparks from it. On the spot seconds later, two ministry officials apparated. One of them was Arthur Weasely.
"Dad!" Ron said.
"A real muggle house!" Mr. Weasely said, turning his head from side to side, trying to take in everything.
"Arthur, please, concentrate." The other official said. "Ahh, Albus. Where is the criminal?"
"Richard, I believe you should be asking the children. After all, they are the ones who caught him." Dumbledore said
"Look at all the plugs!" Arthur said. He picked up the toaster, and pushed the button down. He squealed with delight as minutes later it popped up.
"He's over there." Harry said, pointing to the sink.
"Who is the other?" Richard asked.
"The Halliwell's demon."
"Excuse me."
"Just take Wormtail before Leo wakes up. Leo might get mad at everyone being here."
"Just who is Leo?" Richard asked.
"Never mind that. Just take Peter to the ministry." Dumbledore said.
"Ok." Richard took his wand and, muttered a spell under his breath, and Wormtail disappeared. "I must be back. This does prove several innocents in Azkaban." He said. Richard gave a quick wave, and he diapparated.
"Why did you come Dad?" Ron asked.
"When I got wind that you three were here, I wanted to check up on you." He said.
"Thank you very much, but we're fine." Hermione said.
"That's good to hear." Arthur said. They heard a pop from behind them.
"The spaghetti!" Ron said running over to the pot, where the pressure from the inside it, sent the lid up. The pop they heard was the lid landing back on the pop.
"Spaghetti? You three are making spaghetti?" Arthur said.
"We didn't get much of a chance to eat dinner, and we're kind of hungry. Harry's teaching me." Ron said.
"You cook?" Arthur said, looking at Harry.
Harry looked down, "Kinda. Aunt Petunia made me cook sometimes." He said. "And I got ok at it."
"That's good."
"Harry, the noodles went limp." Ron reported.
"That's good. It means they are ready. Strain it." Harry said.
Dumbledore took his wand, and pointed it at the pot. The water disappeared. "I shall like a little spaghetti too." He said.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione smiled, as Dumbledore beamed down on them. Hermione picked up the container of sauce and put it into the microwave. "By golly, a micowave." Arthur said, watching the container spin around as it warmed up.
"Microwave." Hermione corrected.
"Yes, yes." He said, very distracted. When the buzzer beeped, he opened it up, and took out the container. "My, that is hot!" He exclaimed, throwing it down.
"I'll get plates." Ron said, opening up the cupboards, and finally taking five out from the one next to the sink. He set them on the table. They could hear grunts from the living room where Leo was waking up. The spaghetti was forgotten, as the kids and Dumbledore went running to aide Leo. Arthur Weasely dragged behind, taking in the sights of the house.
"Potion." Leo said, when he was awake enough to speak. He looked up at the kids.
"Already done. We just need to bottle it." Hermione said.
"Without…" He started.
"Yes, we did it without your help." Harry answered.
"How?"
"Professor Snape is one of the best potion masters I have met; I do believe that is where they learned to make potions." Dumbledore said.
"Plus the book was very step by step." Harry added.
"I need to get to the girls." Leo said, jumping up. He ran to the kitchen, where two of the demons still lay. "Where is Wormtail, and who is she?" Leo demanded.
"The ministry came and got their criminal, and she came to the foyer demanding to see them, and seemed mad about them not being here."
Leo smiled. "You just did the girls a big favor. A simple spell will get rid of her." Leo opened up one of the cupboards and took out four empty potion bottles. He filled them. "I need to go." He said. Suddenly he noticed the spaghetti out. "What is with the spaghetti?" he asked.
"We got hungry." Harry simply said.
"That's fine, but we're leaving here. There should be something at Hogwarts. Wadwork can't get you, and neither can Wormtail. And I don't think that Voldemort can get you." Ron and his father flinched at the sound of Voldemort's name."
"I need to get back to the ministry." Arthur waved good bye to everyone, gave his son a pat on the head, and disapparated.
"I shall see you three at school." Dumbledore said, and he too disapparated.
"Let's go." Leo said. Everyone grabbed a hold of Leo's arm as he orbed to the other half of the basement.
"Where are they?" Harry asked. The basement was empty.
"Hello?" A voice called. It sounded like Piper, only she wasn't there.
"Piper?" Leo called back.
"Leo?" She called back.
"Where are you?" Leo asked.
Piper came out of the cloak, and rushed to the edge of the 'cage'. "We were under Harry's cloak. Prue and Phoebe are asleep." She explained.
"We have the potion. You need to throw it." Leo said.
"Roll it to me." Piper said. Leo leaned over and rolled the potion on the ground, where Piper promptly caught them. "You guys wouldn't happen to have any food, would you?" She asked.
"We have some spaghetti at home. The kids got hungry too." Leo said.
Piper walked over to where she and her sisters were laying. "Guys?" She called out, not quite sure of their exact location.
"Yeah?" She heard Phoebe mutter.
"I have the potion." Piper said. Phoebe jumped up, and threw the cloak off of she and Prue.
"You stole the covers." Prue complained, still asleep.
"Wake up! We have a potion!" Phoebe exclaimed loudly, but not so loudly that someone upstairs couldn't hear. Prue jumped up. Piper handed each a potion. Their arms were back, ready to throw, when a noise distracted them from upstairs. The sound of footsteps, close to the door.
"Orb out of here." Piper whispered, as she and her sisters quickly hid the potion bottles in their pockets. Harry, Ron and Hermione, who were looking around half of the basement, began to run to Leo. Harry was at the foot of the stairs, when the door opened.