The Source stared down at Voldmort. "What do you want mortal?" he spat out the last word as if it were garbage.
Voldmort tried to keep his composure, but it was hard it the face of such power. "I have heard that Harry Potter is a Charmed One. I was thinking we could work together to kill him."
The Source laughed, "If he was a Charmed Ones, a pitiful mortal such as your self wouldn't stand a chance. You are of no use to me, leave before I decide to kill you."
Voldmort started to backup, when he was almost out of the room, the Source called after him, "Wait."
Returning Voldmort bowed low saying, "Yes Sir?"
"I may have a use for you. Get me Harry Potters two friends, If you do I will reconsider helping you get rid of this Potter."
Voldmort smiled, Harry's death was near.
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It had been a week since Piper, Phoebe, and Paige had disappeared in blue sparks. Harry, Ron, and Hermonie had been getting on with their usual studies, but they had spent many hours reading up on demons. They didn't find much, mostly books just explained that demons were evil, blah, blah, blah. The only useful book was the one that they had found whitelighters and darklighters in.
"This is hopeless." Ron said putting down yet another rejected book. "How are we supposed to fight demons when we don't even know anything about them?"
"Maybe Piper, Phoebe, and Paige know something." Harry put in.
"Then why would they leave?" Ron argued.
"I could be a test, to see if we can find them and get to them." Hermonie suggested, "They're our whitelighters, they have to know something."
"Problem is, we don't know where they live." Harry said.
Hermonie smiled, "I wrote it down, Paige gave it to me in case we ever needed to get in contact with them."
"Oh good, where do they live?" Ron asked.
"San Francisco, in the US." Ron and Harry groaned.
"How are we supposed to get there?" Harry asked.
"It's Saturday tomorrow, we could try flu powder. I don't think they have their house connected, but if we say San Francisco where're bound to get somewhere."
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"Ok," Paige said, "we have everything we need to vanquish the Source, except the Source himself."
"I'm working on it, let's try this spell, To Summon the Power of the Source." Phoebe said and she read the spell aloud.
"The power of the Source,
Strong though it be,
I command you to come to me."
Nothing happened for a few seconds, and then six demons appeared in front of them. The power of all these demons together added up to the power of the Source. The spell had worked, just not the way they had expected.