a/n: heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey!!! I know it's not really quick, but quicker than last time right? I'm seeing progress here, so don't give up on me yet. it's the same reason as last time: I have a life… sad, but true. and to make things worse for you guys: I'm in love… so if in the middle of a sentence there's a name and it really doesn't make any sense to you it's there… well… then you know what my friends have to deal with… my advice: ignore and read around it.
as always thanks to my reviewers, thank-you-notes are at the end of the chapter.
"Oh my god! Phoebe are you alright?" Hermione exclaimed.
"No, of course he's not alright," Ron said, somehow not managing to wipe the smile of his face, even though he was worried about his friend, "Look, he fainted. Most people aren't alright when they do that."
"That really isn't helping, Piper! Carry him to the living room and put him on a couch or something. It'll be the perfect excuse to get Cole to leave."
"Good idea, but why do I have to carry him? We could just tell Leo to do that."
"Nope, sorry. He would ask why you froze Cole and why Phoebe fainted when she's supposed to be happy because her boyfriend is here," Hermione said, "Besides, he's not that heavy."
"You should know," Ron grinned evilly and winked at her.
Hermione flushed bright red and mumbled something like "at least I'm really a girl, not some cross-dressing-"
"What was that, oh sister dearest?"
"Nothing, nothing. Now just get him out of the way."
"Just one more question."
"And that would be..?"
"What do we do with him over there?" Ron pointed at the still frozen Cole.
"Uhm… First we wake up Phoebe, you unfreeze him and we tell him Phoebe has a terrible virus that only demon can catch from her."
"Right…"
"What?! Do you have a better idea?" Hermione asked irritated.
"…"
"No, I didn't think so either. At least he'll be out of the way for a couple of days and after that… Well, I just hope we'll be back in our real bodies by then."
Ron was silent for a while before saying: "Fine. But you're gonna help me carry him."
"You're a real gentleman," Hermione said sarcastically.
Ron smiled: "That's the only good thing about this, I don't have to act like one now. Or do you really think I look like a gentleman?"
"Shut up."
They carried Phoebe into the living room.
"What happened to her?" Leo asked concerned.
Hermione and Ron looked at each other and thought the same thing: shit! He's still here…
"Uhm…"
"She.. uhm…"
"was wearing her new high heels and…. Uhm…
"wanted to try if she could land with them"
"you know, after flying. And then she jumped to high-"
"hit her head on the roof-"
"and fell on the floor." Hermione finished.
"Ooooooowkay," Leo said, looking a bit confused. But hey, who can blame him? "So, who was at the door?"
"Just someone asking if we were interested in buying a new car," Ron said quickly.
"And we weren't, so…" then Hermione got a brilliant idea. "Can you please go ask the guys in white clothes up there if they know anything about body-switching? I don't think we'll find something in the Book."
"Of course," Leo looked at the still unconscious Phoebe, "Sure you don't need me?"
"Positive, she'll probably have a bit of a headache, but nothing serious."
"Okay, bye honey," he kissed Piper on the cheek and did the sparkly-light-glowing-thingy also known as orbing.
"Piper, go-"
"Yeah, I know, I have to unfreeze our dear demon-lover."
Ron walked to the door where Cole had been waiting patiently (although he didn't know it).
"Ok, so here I go," he unfroze Cole and walked over to the living room, remembering he told Cole he'd go get Phoebe. Then he went back to Cole.
"Where is she?" Cole asked.
"She's not feeling well." Ron said, keeping a straight face.
Cole's expression turned from confused to concerned. "What's wrong with her?"
"She caught a virus from the last demon we were fighting. It's not contagious to us, but it is to you, because it's a demon-virus. She should be better in a couple of days." After saying that Ron started to close the door, but Cole stopped him.
"Can't I at least see her for a minute?"
"Uhm… sure. But just one minute, we don't want you to get sick too. She's in the living room, just follow-" Ron realised he was talking to the open door because Cole was already at Phoebe's side, "me." He finished lamely, then followed Cole.
Harry was awake now and looked at Cole with a mix of scaredness (a/n: that's not a word… why isn't that a word??) and disgust.
"How are you feeling?" Cole asked, grabbing Phoebe's hand.
"Fine," Harry wanted to jerk his hand away from him and wipe it off, but decided not to after a glare from Hermione.
Cole brushed a strand of hair behind her (I really can't say his and him here, because that would be way too confusing) ear and smiled at her.
EWWWW!!! Seriously, this is just gross. I mean, he's a guy! And I'm one too… normally at least. Why doesn't he just leave???
Harry looked at Hermione pleadingly.
She took the hint and said: "I think you'd better go Cole, or else you'll catch it too."
"Yeah, sure." He said distractedly, "Phoebe, you know I love you, right?"
Oh my god! What does he expect me to say to that??? I can't tell him I love him too, cause that's just not true… Why me?
"Yeah," Harry mumbled.
Then Ron pushed Cole out of the living room, into the hall and then outside. "Okay, time to leave, we'll see you later. Don't call us, we'll call you. Bye." He quickly closed the door and walked back to Harry and Hermione.
"Phew, at least he's gone!" Harry said, "I thought he'd never leave, did you see the way he looked at me? That was just scary."
"Uhm Phoebe…"
"And he grabbed my hand!"
"PHOEBE!" Hermione snapped.
"WHAT?!"
"It's nice we got rid of your demon, but it looks like we got a new one right here. Now."
Harry turned around to see the man dressed in a black leather coat, Hermione and Ron were looking at. He was holding a nice little energy-ball…
"Shit."
End of Chapter Seven
a/n: okay, I think I managed to not randomly throw his name in here… please help me with the name for this lovely little demon here, I'm not good with names, especially when the only one I can think of is just not a fitting name for a demon. Besides, if I gave the demon that name I wouldn't be able to kill him… I know, I got it really bad. Please review…
-x-
Katie
Now to my lovely reviewers:
Eric: THANKS!!! I actually did break up with my boyfriend, lol, but that was more because I liked someone else (and I still do…). A really big thank you for reviewing again, it means a lot to me.
Michael J: Well, I'm not telling *sticks tongue out* sorry bout that, I'm a little weird today…
Lizzy: thank you! This was about the new charmed ones… I really can't exactly tell what's gonna happen to all of them, because I'm making this up while I'm writing it.
Tom: he sure was… poor him, I really wouldn't want to be him in my story… thanx for reviewing.
George of the Jungle: I don't really get it either… must have gone temporarily insane (hmm… temporarily?) or something, lol
Chalres: that's probably a typo, right? (I thought it should be Charles, but hey, who knows?) I was on a pre-holiday-high when I was writing that… I get that sometimes… I don't really think it's contagious or anything… thanks
Mark B: Thank you! I really can't answer that question for the simple reason even I don't know it yet (that's kinda weird, seeing as I am the writer…)…