A/N Phoebe is not an empath now, but she will be. Leo and Piper still
together, no Chris (he's hot!) and Paige and Piper are gonna get a new
powers too! Also, sorry this is hsort but it's only their theory.
Charming Hogwarts*~~
Chapter 10*~~
If*~~
"Alright," Paige said.
"Um, I have a quick question," put in Hermione. "Who're they?" She pointed to the two men the four hadn't met.
"I'm Daryl; I work with the San Francisco PD. I help the Halliwell's whenever I can."
"Rob."
"San Franty what?" asked Ron, confused.
"San Francisco Police Department. It's a city on the Untied States western coast in the state of California," Hermione explained.
"Oh..." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I'm going to have to make you read some books," she told him. Ron glared at her. She grinned innocently. Suddenly Wyatt orbed in, causing Ron to jump.
"Don't DO that!" he cried. Ginny burst out laughing with Harry. "WHAT is your problem?!"
"You," Ginny sputtered. "Sound *laugh* just like *laugh* Mione!" She and Harry laughed even harder.
"Mitariptra," Hermione snapped, swishing her wand at them. They stopped laughing and rubbed their arms.
"I hate it when you do that," Harry grumbled.
"You deserved that pinching spell."
"Are you going to tell us what's so dire important?" asked Daryl impatiently.
"Yes," Harry said, suddenly serious.
"Look, here is NOT a good place," Hermione said.
"Well, we sort of have a pressing matter," Phoebe said.
"Something like death? Death of innocent people?" asked Harry. "Funny, because that's exactly what we need to talk to you about."
"Come on, this way," Paige said. She steered them all to her office. Harry moved directly to the window and looked out. Ginny leaned on the wall near the window. Ron and Hermione grabbed chairs right by them.
"So?" Leo asked. Harry sighed. He pulled out his wand and turned it over in his fingers.
"See this? This is a wand," Harry began.
"No!" exclaimed Piper sarcastically. Paige and Phoebe sent her dirty looks. "Sorry."
"Wands are what generates our magic. Wands can do a lot. Most importantly they can kill. And they can torture. And control. The three Unforgivable. One to control, one to torture, and one to kill. The three things that many fear.
"Voldemort is a fan of these three things. And he has servants. Whatever that thing was, we think Voldie dearest has something to do with it."
"I've heard of him," Leo said. "He is the greatest threat to this type of magic, correct?"
"Exactly," Hermione said. "He has all sorts of connections. I've done some reading. The library only has some brief things on your type of magic. However, it does say that the greatest evil of your magic is The Source of All Evil."
"Impressive," Piper said with a slight nod of her head.
"The Source and Voldemort are basically the same thing," Harry said. "The Source was once a demon that went by another name. Voldemort used to be Tom Riddle. To some," he paused and glanced at Ginny. She was staring fixedly at Leo, though her gaze was unfocused. "He is and will always be Tom. But he has a new name now."
"Our theory," Ron said. "Is that that demon thing might be from. Voldemort."
"Maybe," said Phoebe thoughtfully.
"Our theory is, someone's after you type of magic or some other great kind of magic," Leo said.
"House elves," Ginny said.
"What are you on about?" asked Ron, perplexed. "House elves clean and cook."
"They have a great magical source, they just aren't entitled to use it," Hermione said slowly, catching on.
"So if someone wanted magic, powerful magic, they'd go after house elves," Ginny finished.
"They're right," Harry said. "I've seen Dobby's magic."
"What exactly are house elves?" asked Piper.
"They're- it's just easier to show you," Ron said. "We can bring you o the kitchens."
"We'll orb you to the dungeons and you can show us form there," Paige suggested. She went to her sisters and Daryl. They all placed a hand on her. Wyatt took Ginny and Harry's hands. Leo motioned for Ron, Hermione, and Rob. They orbed near the potions room.
"What are you up to?" came Snape's cold voice.
"Just what we need," muttered Paige. She turned around.
"Well?"
"We are busy trying to save your ass," she said sweetly. "Now, which way, Ron?" Ron led them away from his potions master and through the corridors. Soon they reached a painting of fruit. Hermione tickeld the pare and opened the door.
The witches and their friends gaped. There were over a hundred little elves around the room. Two were heading straight for Harry and his friends. "Hello Dobby, Winky."
"Hellos Mr. Potter. Who is it you'ves broughten with you?" asked Dobby excitedly.
"This is Professor Mathews and her sisters, Piper and Phoebe, Piper's husband Leo and their son, Wyatt, and their friends Daryl- he's a muggle- and Rob," Hermione said.
Dobby and Winky bowed as one. "It's a pleasure tos meets you sirs and misses," Dobby said. Winky nodded vigorously at his side.
"So, these are house elves," Phoebe said. She bent down so she was on eye level with Winky. "I'm Phoebe. Pleasure to meet you, Winky."
Winky went slightly red. "Th-thanks you." Phoebe smiled and stood up, looking at Ginny and Hermione.
"So?"
The question from their professor made the two girls stop talking. "House elves are creatures with great power that are forbidden to use them by wizards who have captured them. They are born to serve wizards who won old houses. They can only stop when presented a piece of clothing-something wizards rarely do of free will," Hermione said.
"Let me get this straight, what you're saying is that these elves are what that demon was after?" Daryl asked, eyebrows raised.
"Yes," Ginny said. "That's the most probable thing. They wouldn't know that all of these elves are free if they wish. Dobby and Winky are the only ones who practice that right of freedom. They can all use their magic when they will. Dumbledore leaves their magic to be theirs."
"Why would a demon want their magic?" asked Harry, not understanding.
"Because, demons want power," Phoebe said slowly.
"And house elves have a great deal of just that," finished Ginny.
"Great, a Source-wanna-be is after about a hundred elves in a gigantic castle," Piper said sarcastically.
"But what about my sister?" asked Rob softly.
"She has to tie in this somehow," Paige said.
"We have to find out how," Leo said.
"What could she do?" asked Ron.
"We hypnotize people. We were working with the circus," Rob said.
"Were you adopted?" asked Hermione. Rob nodded. "Then it's possible that you were descendants of a Seer. Or 'one with the inner eye' to quote the bat."
"If Voldemort could get his hands on someone who could hypnotize, he'd have no trouble in rising," Harry said.
"And if a demon who wanted to become The Source were to work with him," Piper said slowly.
"And he got a hypnotist for Voldemort, with Voldemort's payment being to help him rise in the underworld," Hermione continued.
"Then both of our worlds are going to have to work together to defeat The Source and Tom," Ginny said, eyes staring straight at Piper.
"Look like that's the case."
"I'll have Dumbledore get you rooms," Paige said grimly. "Looks like the Manor will be vacant for a little while."
"Aleece is going to love this," Phoebe said.
Charming Hogwarts*~~
Chapter 10*~~
If*~~
"Alright," Paige said.
"Um, I have a quick question," put in Hermione. "Who're they?" She pointed to the two men the four hadn't met.
"I'm Daryl; I work with the San Francisco PD. I help the Halliwell's whenever I can."
"Rob."
"San Franty what?" asked Ron, confused.
"San Francisco Police Department. It's a city on the Untied States western coast in the state of California," Hermione explained.
"Oh..." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I'm going to have to make you read some books," she told him. Ron glared at her. She grinned innocently. Suddenly Wyatt orbed in, causing Ron to jump.
"Don't DO that!" he cried. Ginny burst out laughing with Harry. "WHAT is your problem?!"
"You," Ginny sputtered. "Sound *laugh* just like *laugh* Mione!" She and Harry laughed even harder.
"Mitariptra," Hermione snapped, swishing her wand at them. They stopped laughing and rubbed their arms.
"I hate it when you do that," Harry grumbled.
"You deserved that pinching spell."
"Are you going to tell us what's so dire important?" asked Daryl impatiently.
"Yes," Harry said, suddenly serious.
"Look, here is NOT a good place," Hermione said.
"Well, we sort of have a pressing matter," Phoebe said.
"Something like death? Death of innocent people?" asked Harry. "Funny, because that's exactly what we need to talk to you about."
"Come on, this way," Paige said. She steered them all to her office. Harry moved directly to the window and looked out. Ginny leaned on the wall near the window. Ron and Hermione grabbed chairs right by them.
"So?" Leo asked. Harry sighed. He pulled out his wand and turned it over in his fingers.
"See this? This is a wand," Harry began.
"No!" exclaimed Piper sarcastically. Paige and Phoebe sent her dirty looks. "Sorry."
"Wands are what generates our magic. Wands can do a lot. Most importantly they can kill. And they can torture. And control. The three Unforgivable. One to control, one to torture, and one to kill. The three things that many fear.
"Voldemort is a fan of these three things. And he has servants. Whatever that thing was, we think Voldie dearest has something to do with it."
"I've heard of him," Leo said. "He is the greatest threat to this type of magic, correct?"
"Exactly," Hermione said. "He has all sorts of connections. I've done some reading. The library only has some brief things on your type of magic. However, it does say that the greatest evil of your magic is The Source of All Evil."
"Impressive," Piper said with a slight nod of her head.
"The Source and Voldemort are basically the same thing," Harry said. "The Source was once a demon that went by another name. Voldemort used to be Tom Riddle. To some," he paused and glanced at Ginny. She was staring fixedly at Leo, though her gaze was unfocused. "He is and will always be Tom. But he has a new name now."
"Our theory," Ron said. "Is that that demon thing might be from. Voldemort."
"Maybe," said Phoebe thoughtfully.
"Our theory is, someone's after you type of magic or some other great kind of magic," Leo said.
"House elves," Ginny said.
"What are you on about?" asked Ron, perplexed. "House elves clean and cook."
"They have a great magical source, they just aren't entitled to use it," Hermione said slowly, catching on.
"So if someone wanted magic, powerful magic, they'd go after house elves," Ginny finished.
"They're right," Harry said. "I've seen Dobby's magic."
"What exactly are house elves?" asked Piper.
"They're- it's just easier to show you," Ron said. "We can bring you o the kitchens."
"We'll orb you to the dungeons and you can show us form there," Paige suggested. She went to her sisters and Daryl. They all placed a hand on her. Wyatt took Ginny and Harry's hands. Leo motioned for Ron, Hermione, and Rob. They orbed near the potions room.
"What are you up to?" came Snape's cold voice.
"Just what we need," muttered Paige. She turned around.
"Well?"
"We are busy trying to save your ass," she said sweetly. "Now, which way, Ron?" Ron led them away from his potions master and through the corridors. Soon they reached a painting of fruit. Hermione tickeld the pare and opened the door.
The witches and their friends gaped. There were over a hundred little elves around the room. Two were heading straight for Harry and his friends. "Hello Dobby, Winky."
"Hellos Mr. Potter. Who is it you'ves broughten with you?" asked Dobby excitedly.
"This is Professor Mathews and her sisters, Piper and Phoebe, Piper's husband Leo and their son, Wyatt, and their friends Daryl- he's a muggle- and Rob," Hermione said.
Dobby and Winky bowed as one. "It's a pleasure tos meets you sirs and misses," Dobby said. Winky nodded vigorously at his side.
"So, these are house elves," Phoebe said. She bent down so she was on eye level with Winky. "I'm Phoebe. Pleasure to meet you, Winky."
Winky went slightly red. "Th-thanks you." Phoebe smiled and stood up, looking at Ginny and Hermione.
"So?"
The question from their professor made the two girls stop talking. "House elves are creatures with great power that are forbidden to use them by wizards who have captured them. They are born to serve wizards who won old houses. They can only stop when presented a piece of clothing-something wizards rarely do of free will," Hermione said.
"Let me get this straight, what you're saying is that these elves are what that demon was after?" Daryl asked, eyebrows raised.
"Yes," Ginny said. "That's the most probable thing. They wouldn't know that all of these elves are free if they wish. Dobby and Winky are the only ones who practice that right of freedom. They can all use their magic when they will. Dumbledore leaves their magic to be theirs."
"Why would a demon want their magic?" asked Harry, not understanding.
"Because, demons want power," Phoebe said slowly.
"And house elves have a great deal of just that," finished Ginny.
"Great, a Source-wanna-be is after about a hundred elves in a gigantic castle," Piper said sarcastically.
"But what about my sister?" asked Rob softly.
"She has to tie in this somehow," Paige said.
"We have to find out how," Leo said.
"What could she do?" asked Ron.
"We hypnotize people. We were working with the circus," Rob said.
"Were you adopted?" asked Hermione. Rob nodded. "Then it's possible that you were descendants of a Seer. Or 'one with the inner eye' to quote the bat."
"If Voldemort could get his hands on someone who could hypnotize, he'd have no trouble in rising," Harry said.
"And if a demon who wanted to become The Source were to work with him," Piper said slowly.
"And he got a hypnotist for Voldemort, with Voldemort's payment being to help him rise in the underworld," Hermione continued.
"Then both of our worlds are going to have to work together to defeat The Source and Tom," Ginny said, eyes staring straight at Piper.
"Look like that's the case."
"I'll have Dumbledore get you rooms," Paige said grimly. "Looks like the Manor will be vacant for a little while."
"Aleece is going to love this," Phoebe said.