DISCLAIMER: I do not own Charmed or any of its characters. I only own
Pennelope. Once again, this is a cross-over between Charmed and Harry
Potter. Enjoy!
Chapter 2: Harry Potter the Alternative world.
"So, how was first day of senior year?" asked Phoebe Dean. Pennelope is now staying again at her house with her mother. "I've said it before and I'll say it again. IT SUCKS!" she said grumpily. "Oh, it can't be that bad." Phoebe said. "Not bad? Not bad? I have a hag for a homeroom teacher!" her daughter replied.
"Why? What's wrong?" "Well put it this way, she's worse than Umbridge from Harry Potter." said Pennelope who helped herself with a handful of popcorn that was on the kitchen table. Her mom winced, she, on the other hand, was cursing. "She gave me a sermon for my hair being untied! I mean what was that for? The woman doesn't even know me." Pennelope said and she was turning red. "Sweetie, chill. This is only your first day. You have the rest of the year ahead of you." Her mom said, trying to calm her down.
"Whatever. If you need me I'll be in my room. It's been a long time since I checked my mail." She told her mom. "Ok sweetie." Phoebe replied.
What they both don't know is that after their conversation, one of them will have to say goodbye for a while.......
After checking her email, and seeing that she only has one, she picked up the seventh book of Harry Potter and started reading it...again. When she has drifted into a long sleep, she had realized that she had woken up, not in her own bedroom, nor was it her own bed she was lying on, but somebody else's. When she sat-up, she found herself in a room filled with other beds. "Umm...Excuse me," Pennelope asked the lady, she guessed was the nurse, politely.
The lady turned to her and began bombarding her with questions, such as 'Are you all right?' or 'Do you feel any pain' and stuff. "Yes, yes, I'm fine." Pennelope said. "Well it was a good thing Potter, Weasley, and Ms. Granger found you lying on the grass. They were really helpful. Potter even carried you all the way from Hagrid's hut." Potter, Weasley, Granger, Hagrid's hut? Pennelope thought for a second, then... "OH MY GOD!" she practically shouted when she realized that she wasn't in her own world, but she was in the world of Harry Potter.
"Goodness gracious woman! Stop shouting or you'll wake up my other patients!" said the lady, who now Pennelope knew was Madame Pomfrey. "Sorry." She said. Then she asked Madame Pomfrey if she could go already, because she wanted to thank Harry for bringing her here. But Pennelope also wanted to know how Harry looked liked. It took a lot of persuasion from Pennelope to convince Madame Pomfrey that she was fine an that nothings wrong with her.
"Fine you may go." Madame Pomfrey finally gave in. Thank you Madame." Pennelope said gratefully. And so, her 'quest' to find Harry Potter began and ended right outside the Hospital Wing. Because towering over her was none other than Harry Potter himself. "Oh my god!" Pennelope gasped. "Umm...excuse me sir." Sir?! What the heck was I thinking? We were on the same age! "You're Harry Potter, aren't you?" said Pennelope. "...Yeah." Harry replied. "I just want to thank you for bringing me to the Hospital Wing. Though you didn't have to. Knowing myself, I was most probably just sleeping" she said politely. "Oh...It was no problem." Harry replied. "Anyway, thanks –"
But she stopped at mid-sentence when she saw Malfoy's sneering face. "Well, well, well... look who we have here... Looks like Potter earned himself another fan." said the smirking Malfoy. "Well you can have one...if you weren't such a jerk!" said Pennelope, her temper rising. "Who asked for your opinion?" Malfoy turned to her, immediately grabbing for his wand. "Ooh... what, are you going to fight me? I think that thing can be dangerous. Let me destroy it for you. WAND!" Pennelope used her powers, and the wand was out of Malfoy's hand because it was now on her hand. "What the hell are you?" said Malfoy with a distinct tone of fear in his voice.
"For you information, I came from another world. And I am a blood relative of the charmed ones. Naturally, I also inherited their powers. So in case you don't want to be blown into pieces like my aunt did when fighting off demon asses, I suggest that you don't piss me off!" with that, Pennelope did the "hand thingy" Piper does when she blows demons into pieces or freezes them. "Unless you want to end up like that rock over there, I suggest that you don't make my temper rise. A lesson to be learned Malfoy, never piss off a charmed ones' relative." she said, glaring at Malfoy. With that, Malfoy turned around and ran off like a baby.
After some time and Pennelope has cooled off, she turned to Harry and said, "So now you know how I got here, do you know someone who can help me go back?" "Er... sure." But let me tell Ron and Hermione that I'm skipping dinner first. Then we can go to Professor Dumbledore." Harry said. Pennelope could tell that he wasn't really sure what the heck's going on, but she could also tell that he was ready to help. Of course, she could tell! She was an empath just like her mom. "Ok. I'll just stay here..." with that, Harry was gone, and she found herself sitting on a bench outside the Hospital Wing.
After at least ten minuites, Harry was back. He had escorted her to the staff's office first to ask Professor McGonagall what was the password to Dumbledore's office. Then they went straight to his office. "Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans" said Harry and the gargoyles stepped aside. "Does he really like those?" asked Pennelope. "Probably..." said Harry, shrugging. And so, they went inside Dumbledore's office.
Chapter 2: Harry Potter the Alternative world.
"So, how was first day of senior year?" asked Phoebe Dean. Pennelope is now staying again at her house with her mother. "I've said it before and I'll say it again. IT SUCKS!" she said grumpily. "Oh, it can't be that bad." Phoebe said. "Not bad? Not bad? I have a hag for a homeroom teacher!" her daughter replied.
"Why? What's wrong?" "Well put it this way, she's worse than Umbridge from Harry Potter." said Pennelope who helped herself with a handful of popcorn that was on the kitchen table. Her mom winced, she, on the other hand, was cursing. "She gave me a sermon for my hair being untied! I mean what was that for? The woman doesn't even know me." Pennelope said and she was turning red. "Sweetie, chill. This is only your first day. You have the rest of the year ahead of you." Her mom said, trying to calm her down.
"Whatever. If you need me I'll be in my room. It's been a long time since I checked my mail." She told her mom. "Ok sweetie." Phoebe replied.
What they both don't know is that after their conversation, one of them will have to say goodbye for a while.......
After checking her email, and seeing that she only has one, she picked up the seventh book of Harry Potter and started reading it...again. When she has drifted into a long sleep, she had realized that she had woken up, not in her own bedroom, nor was it her own bed she was lying on, but somebody else's. When she sat-up, she found herself in a room filled with other beds. "Umm...Excuse me," Pennelope asked the lady, she guessed was the nurse, politely.
The lady turned to her and began bombarding her with questions, such as 'Are you all right?' or 'Do you feel any pain' and stuff. "Yes, yes, I'm fine." Pennelope said. "Well it was a good thing Potter, Weasley, and Ms. Granger found you lying on the grass. They were really helpful. Potter even carried you all the way from Hagrid's hut." Potter, Weasley, Granger, Hagrid's hut? Pennelope thought for a second, then... "OH MY GOD!" she practically shouted when she realized that she wasn't in her own world, but she was in the world of Harry Potter.
"Goodness gracious woman! Stop shouting or you'll wake up my other patients!" said the lady, who now Pennelope knew was Madame Pomfrey. "Sorry." She said. Then she asked Madame Pomfrey if she could go already, because she wanted to thank Harry for bringing her here. But Pennelope also wanted to know how Harry looked liked. It took a lot of persuasion from Pennelope to convince Madame Pomfrey that she was fine an that nothings wrong with her.
"Fine you may go." Madame Pomfrey finally gave in. Thank you Madame." Pennelope said gratefully. And so, her 'quest' to find Harry Potter began and ended right outside the Hospital Wing. Because towering over her was none other than Harry Potter himself. "Oh my god!" Pennelope gasped. "Umm...excuse me sir." Sir?! What the heck was I thinking? We were on the same age! "You're Harry Potter, aren't you?" said Pennelope. "...Yeah." Harry replied. "I just want to thank you for bringing me to the Hospital Wing. Though you didn't have to. Knowing myself, I was most probably just sleeping" she said politely. "Oh...It was no problem." Harry replied. "Anyway, thanks –"
But she stopped at mid-sentence when she saw Malfoy's sneering face. "Well, well, well... look who we have here... Looks like Potter earned himself another fan." said the smirking Malfoy. "Well you can have one...if you weren't such a jerk!" said Pennelope, her temper rising. "Who asked for your opinion?" Malfoy turned to her, immediately grabbing for his wand. "Ooh... what, are you going to fight me? I think that thing can be dangerous. Let me destroy it for you. WAND!" Pennelope used her powers, and the wand was out of Malfoy's hand because it was now on her hand. "What the hell are you?" said Malfoy with a distinct tone of fear in his voice.
"For you information, I came from another world. And I am a blood relative of the charmed ones. Naturally, I also inherited their powers. So in case you don't want to be blown into pieces like my aunt did when fighting off demon asses, I suggest that you don't piss me off!" with that, Pennelope did the "hand thingy" Piper does when she blows demons into pieces or freezes them. "Unless you want to end up like that rock over there, I suggest that you don't make my temper rise. A lesson to be learned Malfoy, never piss off a charmed ones' relative." she said, glaring at Malfoy. With that, Malfoy turned around and ran off like a baby.
After some time and Pennelope has cooled off, she turned to Harry and said, "So now you know how I got here, do you know someone who can help me go back?" "Er... sure." But let me tell Ron and Hermione that I'm skipping dinner first. Then we can go to Professor Dumbledore." Harry said. Pennelope could tell that he wasn't really sure what the heck's going on, but she could also tell that he was ready to help. Of course, she could tell! She was an empath just like her mom. "Ok. I'll just stay here..." with that, Harry was gone, and she found herself sitting on a bench outside the Hospital Wing.
After at least ten minuites, Harry was back. He had escorted her to the staff's office first to ask Professor McGonagall what was the password to Dumbledore's office. Then they went straight to his office. "Bertie Bott's Every Flavored Beans" said Harry and the gargoyles stepped aside. "Does he really like those?" asked Pennelope. "Probably..." said Harry, shrugging. And so, they went inside Dumbledore's office.