Author's Note: Um…you find out how the Charmed One's die. Sorry it's not reality, so I made up any way I could think of. None seemed right until…well, just read on. Oh, and one more thing. Leo is in this one, and it has a major spoiler if you didn't see Sunday night's episode (on September 7, 2003's) on the WB. So actually don't read on after Leo comes in, unless you want to know his new "secret".
Paris picked up her bag from where she had dropped it. A book, too familiar, though Paris couldn't put her finger on it, dropped out of her bag. She noticed the famous triquetra on the book. She gasped. What the hell is the Book of Shadows doing in my bag? She fell to the floor again confused. Ron, who was staring at the blasted armor in wonder, turned around. "Are you all right Paris?" She nodded, quickly stuffing the Book of Shadows back into her bag. It seemed weightless. She kept wondering how long it had been in there.
"Chocolate Frog," said Ron. The portrait opened. Ginny came running toward them, without a word of hello, and not missing a beat she said, "Dumbledore and McGonagall need to see us pronto. Hermione is already in his office." Paris shook her head no. "I don't want to see anyone right now. Doesn't Dumbledore get it? My mom was probably killed by a demon. I want to be alone!" she shrieked. "Donut, we have to see Professor Dumbledore," Ginny said quietly, using a nickname a few of the girls had made up for each other, called the Sexxxay Sweets. Paris still shook her head.
"I'm going to bed," she muttered.
Ron grabbed her arm. "Paris, Dumbledore probably wants to talk to you about that. Why they were killed and how. Don't you want know what went wrong, or who went wrong?" Paris nodded, before collapsing into his arms. He staggered for a second then found his balance. "Go with Ginny then. Maybe it will cheer you up." Paris looked up and him as if he were crazy. She stood up by herself and grabbed Ginny's arm. "Let's go then"
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"Um…Acid Quills? Sugar Quills? Hell, open up, damnit!" Paris was screaming at the gargoyle. "What is all this racket?" asked Professor Snape with a smirk. "We…have…to…get…in…" Paris said through her teeth. "Well, I'm afraid you can't. He's having a meeting with three girls from your House. Something about being the…" he stopped and smirked again, then walked away. "What tell hell is he talking about?" she said, frustrated. Ginny shrugged and said, "Acid Pops". The gargoyle sprang open. "Did you guess or are you trying to torture me?" Paris said. Ginny gave her an evil grin. Paris chased her up the stairs until they crashed through a door, into Hermione.
"Ow…sorry Brownie," said Paris. Dumbledore seemed highly amused at their entrance, and told them to sit down. Ginny and Hermione took a seat, but Paris stood behind the middle chair. "If you sit down Miss Halliwell, you might find something out," said Professor Dumbledore. Paris sat down reluctantly. "I have erm…interesting news on the death of the Charmed One's," he said. Paris looked up. What was he playing at? Interesting news? "A demon, named Karkus…" he started.
"Ohmigod! The demon that turns good witches evil killed Paige, Piper, and my mom?" she interrupted. Dumbledore nodded. "He threw power balls into them, which made them be over come with evil, until they eventually die."
"But…" Paris trailed off. "Why…ugh, I don't want to even know why they didn't defend themselves."
"I'm confused. Why do you need Ginny and myself?" Hermione asked, wondering if this was the right moment.
"I believe Miss Halliwell has a certain Book of Shadows in her bag. Paris looked at the bag. "You mean…" she trailed off. Dumbledore nodded. Even Hermione didn't understand what Paris was saying. "Now, Miss Halliwell, I would advise you to open the Book of Shadows and read the second page. Paris nodded. She took out the book. The first page was decorated and it read "The Book of Shadows" in fancy writing. Page two, she read aloud:
"Here now the words of the witches,
The secrets we hid in the night,
The oldest of gods are invoked here,
Great works of magic is sought,
And on this night and in this hour,
I call upon the ancient power,
Bring you're your power to we witches three,
We want the power, give us the power."
Nothing happened. "I suggest we call your new whitelighter," Dumbledore said, "Before I do, do any of you know what a whitelighter is?" Before Hermione could answer, Paris said, "They're like guardian angels. They have powers like witches, except more powerful. They live "up there" and they guide and advise their clients…basically, us." Dumbledore nodded. "Is Leo…" Paris trailed off. She remembered that Leo was an elder now, so he couldn't be their whitelighter. Ginny and Hermione gasped. Glows of white and blue lights were coming next to Dumbledore. What Paris saw, made her stop crying. She recognized her from pictures her mom and Aunt Piper had, but now…she was here. "P-Prue? You're our whitelighter?" The witch nodded and smiled. Paris sank down into her chair, rather than go up and hug the aunt she never knew.
"How…I don't get it. Is a whitelighter dead, alive…what?" Ginny asked.
"A whitelighter is dead, by only just. They cannot be killed again, but they chose not to go to the afterlife, " Dumbledore said.
Ginny shrugged. "Should I show them where their new rooms are?" Prue asked. Dumbledore nodded. Hermione left, then Ginny, then Paris, followed by Prue. Paris walked next to Prue down the hallway. "I thought they vanquished that demon," Paris said to Prue, "You know, the one that threw the power ball". Prue shook her head; "No, any demon can get a power ball if he wanted to." A few minutes later, after climbing lots of staircases, Prue said to the girl, "Here is your new place to stay. The password is Bubblegum and…this is the portrait." Hermione shook her head. "Not Sir Cadagon, please?!" Ginny and Paris nodded along with Hermione's comment. Prue shrugged and said "Bubblegum." Sir Cadgon's portrait swung opened. The girls walked inside and they all gasped.