Harry Potter Gets Charmed 2
By Eric
JR Rowlings of course owns Harry Potter. Spelling owns Charmed. This is just a fan fiction. Fed back is VERY welcome
Prue blinked. Where had the attic gone? How had she got into what looked to be a huge family room? And who were the two scruffy looking kids covered with ash? One was a tall red head boy with loads of freckles and not very good looking. The other was a fashion challenged girl with bushy hair and horribly dressed in some robes that hadn't been in fashion since the inquisition. And where had her sisters gone?
"Piper, Phoebe?" she called. What was with her voice? Instead of the smooth, refined, elegant voice it came out rather squeaky and then deeper, like a boys.
"Right here!" said the girl. "And who may I ask are you?"
Prue glared at the girl. "If any of your business young lady, I am Prue Halliwell. And who are you?"
The red head boy roared with laughed. "As if! You're just a scraggy runty boy with unruly hair and what's with the scar on your forehead? Or is it one you've done with a crayon to be cool?"
Prue was furious and she tried to teach the brat some manners but her powers didn't work!
"Are you, Prue Halliwell?" asked the young girl hesitantly, as if afraid of the answer.
"Of course. "
The girl pointed at a mirror. "I think we all better look in the mirror."
They all did and screamed. What they saw were three grubby 14 year old kids. They felt their new bodies. It was no illusion unfortunately! They jumped as the mirror spoke.
"You all need to comb your hair and wash your face, my dears. You don't want to be a disgrace to Gryffindor."
Gryffindor? Prue eyes lit with growing relation. Just then a plump, self effacing boy came down one of the staircases.
"Harry, Ron aren't you coming to bed? Oh, hello Hermione."
"We'll be up I a bit – Neville."
The boy nodded. "The others asked me to ask you guys to stop screaming, OK?"
When he left. The other two Halliwells turned to Prue.
"How did you know who he was and what the hell is going on?"
Prue sat her new body down heavily in an overstuffed arm chair. She reached in her pocket and produced a wand and waved it and a small table went shooting across the room.
"Don't you get it? We've somehow been transported into the universe of Harry Potter! I'm in Harry's body, Piper you're Hermione Granger, and Phoebe you're Ron Weasley. "
Piper nodded slowly. Phoebe wasn't bookish and so she said. "What are you taking about?"
"Surely you remember seeing one of the movies with us – the Sorcerers stone?"
"Oh, yeah! You mean we've somehow taken the place of those three kids? But isn't that impossible? It was just a movie."
Prue nodded Harry's unkempt dark head. " There must be a dimension were they're real. And somehow we're in their world and I would guess they're in our world and in our adult and beautiful bodies!"
Phoebe swore. Then said. "My god a teenage boy in my body! He'll be so clueless. He'll make me look awful and I bet he'll forget to shave my stunning legs!"
Piper and Prue looked resignedly at each other.
"I think we have more to worry about than grooming, Phoebe. Like how are we going to get back?" Said Piper with her usual practicality.
They looked at Prue.
" How the hell would I know? " said Prue. "How did we get here? Let's see, we were in our attic trying to cast a spell –" she gasped. "We were trying to get to a school that would teach us witchcraft! Maybe that's why we would come here! And who knows what these brats were doing – we're covered in soot! I bet they were using floo powder! That might have something to do with it, too."
"What's floo powder?" asked Phoebe with a bemused expression on Ron's freckled face.
"It's a way of teleporting between fireplaces" said Prue with her usual authority. "Don't forget we arrived I these bodies right in front of the fireplace and rather sooty."
They talked it over for a few minutes. Prue and Phoebe were very unhappy to be 14 year old boys! "You're lucky you're at least a girl, Piper. " Said Phoebe.
"Yeah, right! I'm a girl with slightly buck teeth and hair that makes me look like I stuck my finger in a light socket!
Phoebe laughed. "You do at that, Piper!"
"Well it's still better than being a tall, freckled freaky boy!"
Piper and Phoebe glared at each other. Prue stopped a budding argument. "I think we better call each other by the body's names. Remember I'm Harry Potter. You're Hermione Granger and Phoebe you're Ron Weasley. You've got two brothers here – twins Fred and George and a little sister Ginny. "
Piper laughed. "Yeah, she's got a crush on you, 'Harry'."
Prue turned a little pale. She went over with her transformed sisters some more of their history.
Suddenly Phoebe yawned. "God, I'm sleepy!" They all suddenly realized they all were.
"We'll talk in the morning, maybe during our sleep we'll go back to our real bodies! " said Prue.
"Should we tell anyone?" asked Piper, trying to do something with her new hair and failing.
Prue thought. It was tempting to get magical help but – " I don't think so; it's too dangerous. First, we might not be believed. If we are well - Anything might happen. You two are unimportant in this world (they both frowned) I – Harry Potter is not. He's the most famous wizard in the world and all the bad guys would like to kill him. Us being here in these bodies would cause real problems if we let on."
As usual the other two Halliwell's did what Prue wanted. Besides, they didn't have any other ideas!
Phoebe paused before the mirror and made a face. "Man I am ugly! I had such a beautiful complexion and now I've got enough freckles for an army! This sucks big time!" She stuck out a tongue at her new image and dragged herself upstairs to bed.
AT THE HALLIWELL MANOR
"Then it's agreed, we don't tell anyone who we really are!"
"Sure thing, Hermione. If demons are after these three witches it makes sense not to show any weaknesses," said Harry.
Ron absently agreed. "How do you take off all this make up? " He looked admiringly into the mirror again. " Its great to have a beautiful skin, not a freckle in sight and I don't want to ruin it. And you know what else its so quaint is to have a mirror that doesn't talk!"
Harry and Hermione looked at each other. What was going on with Ron? Hermione explained about cold cream and other muggle stuff and Ron was grateful and he hurried happily into the bathroom. Hermione and Harry found the correct bedrooms and prepared themselves for bed. They had to wait a long time for Ron to leave the bathroom. He came out with his now lovely eyes sparkling.
" A shower felt great!" He skipped happily into his bedroom.
Harry and Hermione gave speaking glances at each other. Hermione took the book of shadows to bed with her.
"Maybe I can find us a way back!" she said, grunting under its weight.
Harry wasn't surprised. He often thought Hermione couldn't sleep unless she took a book to bed with her. "I hope so!" said Harry. "Being a girl is just too weird."
"Ron doesn't seem to think so!" She said, her now sculptured eyebrows raised.
Harry really felt weird being in Prue's female body. He kept telling himself this wasn't real, but when he had to sit down to take a leak Harry couldn't believe himself any more. It was real!
In Phoebe's room Ron was admiring his new body naked and made kissy faces at the woman in the mirror.
"This sure beats sneaking looks under the covers in my 'Naughty Witches Magazines' I used to keep under my bed", he thought! "I'm so sexy! I bet I could be named witch of the month and be the center fold!" With a big smile on what had been Phoebe's but was now his gorgeous face Ron slipped under the covers and sighed happily.
To be continued.
JR Rowlings of course owns Harry Potter. Spelling owns Charmed. This is just a fan fiction. Fed back is VERY welcome
Prue blinked. Where had the attic gone? How had she got into what looked to be a huge family room? And who were the two scruffy looking kids covered with ash? One was a tall red head boy with loads of freckles and not very good looking. The other was a fashion challenged girl with bushy hair and horribly dressed in some robes that hadn't been in fashion since the inquisition. And where had her sisters gone?
"Piper, Phoebe?" she called. What was with her voice? Instead of the smooth, refined, elegant voice it came out rather squeaky and then deeper, like a boys.
"Right here!" said the girl. "And who may I ask are you?"
Prue glared at the girl. "If any of your business young lady, I am Prue Halliwell. And who are you?"
The red head boy roared with laughed. "As if! You're just a scraggy runty boy with unruly hair and what's with the scar on your forehead? Or is it one you've done with a crayon to be cool?"
Prue was furious and she tried to teach the brat some manners but her powers didn't work!
"Are you, Prue Halliwell?" asked the young girl hesitantly, as if afraid of the answer.
"Of course. "
The girl pointed at a mirror. "I think we all better look in the mirror."
They all did and screamed. What they saw were three grubby 14 year old kids. They felt their new bodies. It was no illusion unfortunately! They jumped as the mirror spoke.
"You all need to comb your hair and wash your face, my dears. You don't want to be a disgrace to Gryffindor."
Gryffindor? Prue eyes lit with growing relation. Just then a plump, self effacing boy came down one of the staircases.
"Harry, Ron aren't you coming to bed? Oh, hello Hermione."
"We'll be up I a bit – Neville."
The boy nodded. "The others asked me to ask you guys to stop screaming, OK?"
When he left. The other two Halliwells turned to Prue.
"How did you know who he was and what the hell is going on?"
Prue sat her new body down heavily in an overstuffed arm chair. She reached in her pocket and produced a wand and waved it and a small table went shooting across the room.
"Don't you get it? We've somehow been transported into the universe of Harry Potter! I'm in Harry's body, Piper you're Hermione Granger, and Phoebe you're Ron Weasley. "
Piper nodded slowly. Phoebe wasn't bookish and so she said. "What are you taking about?"
"Surely you remember seeing one of the movies with us – the Sorcerers stone?"
"Oh, yeah! You mean we've somehow taken the place of those three kids? But isn't that impossible? It was just a movie."
Prue nodded Harry's unkempt dark head. " There must be a dimension were they're real. And somehow we're in their world and I would guess they're in our world and in our adult and beautiful bodies!"
Phoebe swore. Then said. "My god a teenage boy in my body! He'll be so clueless. He'll make me look awful and I bet he'll forget to shave my stunning legs!"
Piper and Prue looked resignedly at each other.
"I think we have more to worry about than grooming, Phoebe. Like how are we going to get back?" Said Piper with her usual practicality.
They looked at Prue.
" How the hell would I know? " said Prue. "How did we get here? Let's see, we were in our attic trying to cast a spell –" she gasped. "We were trying to get to a school that would teach us witchcraft! Maybe that's why we would come here! And who knows what these brats were doing – we're covered in soot! I bet they were using floo powder! That might have something to do with it, too."
"What's floo powder?" asked Phoebe with a bemused expression on Ron's freckled face.
"It's a way of teleporting between fireplaces" said Prue with her usual authority. "Don't forget we arrived I these bodies right in front of the fireplace and rather sooty."
They talked it over for a few minutes. Prue and Phoebe were very unhappy to be 14 year old boys! "You're lucky you're at least a girl, Piper. " Said Phoebe.
"Yeah, right! I'm a girl with slightly buck teeth and hair that makes me look like I stuck my finger in a light socket!
Phoebe laughed. "You do at that, Piper!"
"Well it's still better than being a tall, freckled freaky boy!"
Piper and Phoebe glared at each other. Prue stopped a budding argument. "I think we better call each other by the body's names. Remember I'm Harry Potter. You're Hermione Granger and Phoebe you're Ron Weasley. You've got two brothers here – twins Fred and George and a little sister Ginny. "
Piper laughed. "Yeah, she's got a crush on you, 'Harry'."
Prue turned a little pale. She went over with her transformed sisters some more of their history.
Suddenly Phoebe yawned. "God, I'm sleepy!" They all suddenly realized they all were.
"We'll talk in the morning, maybe during our sleep we'll go back to our real bodies! " said Prue.
"Should we tell anyone?" asked Piper, trying to do something with her new hair and failing.
Prue thought. It was tempting to get magical help but – " I don't think so; it's too dangerous. First, we might not be believed. If we are well - Anything might happen. You two are unimportant in this world (they both frowned) I – Harry Potter is not. He's the most famous wizard in the world and all the bad guys would like to kill him. Us being here in these bodies would cause real problems if we let on."
As usual the other two Halliwell's did what Prue wanted. Besides, they didn't have any other ideas!
Phoebe paused before the mirror and made a face. "Man I am ugly! I had such a beautiful complexion and now I've got enough freckles for an army! This sucks big time!" She stuck out a tongue at her new image and dragged herself upstairs to bed.
AT THE HALLIWELL MANOR
"Then it's agreed, we don't tell anyone who we really are!"
"Sure thing, Hermione. If demons are after these three witches it makes sense not to show any weaknesses," said Harry.
Ron absently agreed. "How do you take off all this make up? " He looked admiringly into the mirror again. " Its great to have a beautiful skin, not a freckle in sight and I don't want to ruin it. And you know what else its so quaint is to have a mirror that doesn't talk!"
Harry and Hermione looked at each other. What was going on with Ron? Hermione explained about cold cream and other muggle stuff and Ron was grateful and he hurried happily into the bathroom. Hermione and Harry found the correct bedrooms and prepared themselves for bed. They had to wait a long time for Ron to leave the bathroom. He came out with his now lovely eyes sparkling.
" A shower felt great!" He skipped happily into his bedroom.
Harry and Hermione gave speaking glances at each other. Hermione took the book of shadows to bed with her.
"Maybe I can find us a way back!" she said, grunting under its weight.
Harry wasn't surprised. He often thought Hermione couldn't sleep unless she took a book to bed with her. "I hope so!" said Harry. "Being a girl is just too weird."
"Ron doesn't seem to think so!" She said, her now sculptured eyebrows raised.
Harry really felt weird being in Prue's female body. He kept telling himself this wasn't real, but when he had to sit down to take a leak Harry couldn't believe himself any more. It was real!
In Phoebe's room Ron was admiring his new body naked and made kissy faces at the woman in the mirror.
"This sure beats sneaking looks under the covers in my 'Naughty Witches Magazines' I used to keep under my bed", he thought! "I'm so sexy! I bet I could be named witch of the month and be the center fold!" With a big smile on what had been Phoebe's but was now his gorgeous face Ron slipped under the covers and sighed happily.
To be continued.