A/N: I'm so sorry it took this long to post!!!!! I feel so bad!

Ahh! Harry Potter/Charmed crossovers are forever ruined by the episode of Charmed where they name Wyatt! They mention Harry Potter in it! In fact, Phoebe recommends naming Wyatt "Potter!" But none of you know that, so it's alright. Oh, wait, you do know because I just told you. Damn.

For those of you who care, the new Harry Potter book is called Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince and the first two lines were in the paper! So I'll put them on here! They are as follows:

"He looked rather like an old lion. There were streaks of gray in his mane of tawny hair and his bushy eyebrows; he had keen yellowish eyes behind a pair of wire-rimmed spectacles and a certain rangy, loping grace even though he walked with a slight limp."

Makes you wonder, doesn't it. Who is this mysterious man? Is he the half blood prince? Is it Harry the prince and J.K. Rowling made the title Harry Potter and Harry Potter on purpose? Is this man Godric Gryffindor?! Is Harry related to him? Is this mysterious man a new Order member? Did he know Harry's parents? Is he good or evil? Is he the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?

I'll stop now, but I can guarantee there will be more questions from me in the next chapter. Hehe. For now, I'll just say thank you to my reviewers.

charmedsisters: I made the power up. Hehe, there's my wonderful imagination at work for you. 

Now, on with chapter twenty two! Where a lot happens in not so many pages!

Chapter Twenty-Two

As Pepper soon found out when she went down to breakfast alone the next morning, Draco Malfoy was staying at Hogwarts for Christmas vacation without Crabbe and Goyle.

She and her second cousin were the only two in the Great Hall (besides the teachers), and when she finished her breakfast and left, he did too. When Pepper noticed she was being tailed she quickened her pace on the way to the library and behind her she heard Malfoy's footsteps quicken as well.

Arriving in the library, she swiftly picked a random book from the shelf and sat down at a table in the back of the library, hoping Malfoy wouldn't find her there. Pepper wondered why he was tailing her.

With the book in front of her face Pepper didn't see Malfoy place himself regally in the chair across from her.

"Welcome back, Halliwell," he drawled.

Pepper lowered her book slowly, a look of pure malice on her face. She was even less fond of Malfoy now because she knew they were related. Not to mention he was still on her family tree and she was not.

She noticed Malfoy had a defiant smirk on his face – it looked as if he knew something very valuable that he could use to blackmail someone.

"What?" she asked loathingly. She wasn't exactly in the mood to talk to him at the moment, especially because she had studying to do.

"You're not who you seem, are you Halliwell?" said Malfoy.

"What the hell're you talking about, Malfoy?" she asked.

"I know what you are," he said.

"What am I?" she wondered. She had no clue what he was talking about and she wasn't too keen on continuing this conversation.

"A Charmed one," he smirked, talking as if he had just struck gold.

"What's that to you?" she asked, thoroughly annoyed. She didn't think the fact that she was Charmed had anything to do with anything in this magical world. There weren't any demons here...no use for the Power of Three.

"Nothing," he said in the way that Pepper knew it definitely was something.

"Leave me alone," said Pepper, putting the book up in front of her face.

"You look like you need a shag," Malfoy said.

Pepper slammed her book down on the table. "Excuse me!" she said in a slightly high-pitched voice, a little louder than was necessary.

"I said 'you look like you need a shag,'" Malfoy repeated, sounding out the syllables as if he was talking to a two year old. "Feel free to come down to the dungeons, I'm always available."

Eyes open wide in shock and repulsion, Pepper stood up, pushing her chair back with her legs. "You have no right to talk to me like that you bastard!" she murmured ferociously.

He stood up as well and walked around the wooden table to face the Gryffindor. "I have a right to do anything I like, which includes talking to you whatever way I want to."

Pepper's eyes were now narrowed in fury, and she reached her hand up and slapped Malfoy across the face. A red mark spread across his face and he held his hand there for a brief moment before returning it to his side. His eyes were full of malice. "Why you filthy little – "

Pepper raised her hand to slap him again but Malfoy was too fast; he grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm, causing her to turn around. He now had Pepper's arm pinned to her back. Before Pepper could get out of his grasp he reached in front of her and grabbed her other arm.

Struggling helplessly, Pepper felt Malfoy bring his head up next to hers, his lips very close to her ear. "I'd advise you not to slap me, Halliwell. It will come back on you ten-fold," he said, his hot breath on her ear. Pepper shivered involuntarily which caused his smirk to deepen.

"Malfoy, I don't know why you've got such an obsession with me but I'd advise you to stop it. And let go of me, while your at it, you ignorant prat," Pepper said through clenched teeth.

"Draco, there you are," Pepper heard a voice not too far away. "I've been looking everywhere for you – what are you doing with her?"

Pepper turned her head as much as she could to look at the speaker. The only problem with this was that her head was on Malfoy's shoulder. She recognized the girl as Ivi Spada, a sixth year Slytherin. (A/N: Allison, in case you had any doubts, this is YOU! I forgot the name you gave me so I made one up! I know you wanted to be in Ravenclaw but I can work you into the evil plot this way!)

"Like I said, ten-fold, Halliwell. Just a warning to you," Malfoy sneered into Pepper's ear before releasing her. He raised his eyebrows at her for a second before turning to head out of the library, Ivi at his side.

Her face burning with anger and annoyance, Pepper froze the room without even thinking. She then walked quickly around to the front of Malfoy and pulled down his pants without a second thought; revealing his deep green boxers to the rest of the frozen library.

"How stereotypical, Slytherin green boxers," she tutted before turning around and strutting out of the library, unfreezing the room behind her as she left.

Once Malfoy was frozen out of his mid-step pose, he tripped on his pants and fell face first onto the hard library floor. Ivi stifled her laughter as she helped her lover up from the floor.

As he hiked his pants up, his cheeks pink with embarrassment, he took a deep, shuddering breath as if he was trying to stop himself from killing something. "Ivi, I need you to do something for me. Sadie might be able to help as well." (A/N: Hannah, this is you. I know you wanted to be in Ravenclaw as well, but again, you're in the evil plot this way.)

Pepper was smiling to herself on the way back up to Gryffindor Tower. She had the upper hand on Malfoy now; there was no doubt about that. She only wished there had been a crowd in the library to see his lovely boxers instead of just Ivi, who (Pepper was sure) had seen them many times already.

When she returned to the Gryffindor common room she found Harry and Ron sitting on the floor by the fire playing a game of Wizard's Chess. "Hey, why weren't you guys at breakfast?" she said brightly, her glee of defeating Malfoy apparent on her face.

"Slept in," Ron said. "What're you so cheerful about?"

"Oh nothing," Pepper smiled, plopping herself down next to Harry, who was loosing very badly to Ron.

"So Ron, this chess set serving you well?" Pepper asked, making Harry's next move for him. Harry pushed her away playfully and she retaliated by kissing him on the cheek.

Ron rolled his eyes before responding. "Yeah, I'm kicking Harry's butt even more than usual."

"Hey!" Harry said indignantly.

"I'm just telling her the truth, mate," Ron chuckled.

"So is Hermione due back tomorrow?" Pepper asked, making another move for Harry. He didn't protest this time.

"Yep," said Ron happily.

"And the new term starts when?" Pepper inquired as Ron took one of Harry's pawns.

"Day after tomorrow," Harry told her. He moved over so Pepper could have free reign of the chess game. "Ron, are you still going through with your plan?"

Pepper gave Ron an inquiring look. "What plan? I wasn't aware you had a plan to do something...what is it?" she pushed.

"Ron may not want to tell you, Pep. I think it was supposed to be a surprise before I opened my big mouth," said Harry.

"I want to know the plan," Pepper insisted.

"You have to swear not to tell Hermione," Ron said.

Pepper nodded fervently. "I swear. Ooh, you weren't planning on ditching her, were you? I don't think she'd like that very much."

Ron shook his head in disbelief. "Honestly Pepper, sometimes you can be so dim," he said, smiling.

Pepper let out a "Hey," much like Harry had. "O-o-oh, you're planning on asking her out then, are you?" She raised an eyebrow, impressed.

Ron's face went pink and the tips of his ears grew red.

"You are!" Pepper exclaimed. She clasped her hands together and did a sort of happy-dance by moving her shoulders around and humming a merry tune.

"You won't tell Hermione," Ron ordered.

"Nope, I swear on my life," Pepper nodded. "Well, I've got some homework to do, so I'll be going. Have a nice rest of the game." With that she ran up to her dormitory to celebrate the upper hand on Malfoy (but what did he mean by she needed a shag?) and the fact that Ron and Hermione were about to officially become a couple. Once Hermione arrived back at school, of course.

"Pepper! Come down here! Quick!"

Pepper's head snapped towards the door from her bed, where she was doing her homework. Registering in her brain that she was being called down to the common room, she bounded off of her bed and raced down to the common room.

"What's – " she began to ask, but faltered when she saw Dumbledore's head in the fireplace. "Oh, okay...what is it Professor?"

"I need to speak to you three in my office immediately about a matter of utmost importance. The password is 'Ice Mice,'" said Dumbledore's head before it disappeared from the fire.

"Let's go," Harry said.

The trio raced out of the hallway and flew through the corridors. They wanted to get there as quickly as possible, as Dumbledore sounded quite urgent.

"Where are you three going so quickly?" came a silky voice. They stopped suddenly and whipped there heads around to find Professor Snape striding towards them. "Running in the corridors is against the rules, as I'm sure you know," he said. "I think that's ten points from Gryffindor..."

"But Professor Snape, sir," Pepper panted, not wanting to lose points, "Professor Dumbledore said he wished to see us immediately, and that it was important."

"I am sure he didn't mean to run through the halls to see him," sneered Snape. "As I said before: ten points from Gryffindor. You should think about that before running next time." He left with a smirk.

Pepper narrowed her eyes at his retreating back. "Darn him."

The rest of the way they walked as fast as possible. Arriving at the statue, they muttered the password and sprinted up the staircase. As soon as they knocked on the door they were admitted into the office.

Dumbledore was sitting at his desk, looking quite grave. In a chair beside him was Professor McGonagall was sitting next to him. Her eyes were red and her face looked less fierce – as if she had been crying.

"Please have a seat," Dumbledore said, gesturing to the chairs in front of his desk.

"What's wrong, sir?" Harry asked a look of concern on his face.

McGonagall looked over at Dumbledore. Her look wasn't returned, however, as Dumbledore had his eyes on the three students. He looked somber, and before he even opened his mouth to speak, Harry, Ron and Pepper knew it wasn't good news.

"There has been a Death Eater attack earlier this morning," he said, "It appears they destroyed all of a small town just outside of Little Whinging. They killed Muggles and wizards alike, only leaving a few survivors, from my understanding. What you may not be aware of is the fact that Miss Granger lives in that town. My sources tell me that she is alive, but her parents were killed in the attack."

Pepper gasped and clapped a hand to her mouth; Harry almost fell off of his chair and Ron stood up abruptly. "The Grangers are...dead?" said Ron, his eyes as wide as saucers. "Are you sure Hermione is all right?"

"Yes, I am sure, Mr. Weasley," Dumbledore assured Ron.

"Where is she? Is she coming back here? Is she injured?" Pepper asked. "If you tell me where she is I can get to her..."

"Miss Halliwell, please calm down. I assure you, Miss Granger, physically, is perfectly fine. She is coming back to Hogwarts tomorrow, as planned, with the other students. I'm sure she will need her friends when she returns, so I expect you three to be there for her as much as possible," Dumbledore said. "You may go, but be wary, as Voldemort is clearly out of hiding now. Good day."

The three distraught Gryffindors headed out of Dumbledore's office. They all had tears brimming in their eyes.

"Hermione's parents are dead..." Harry muttered.

"Oh my god," was all Pepper could say.

"Guess that ruins my plans for tomorrow," said Ron.

"I can't believe it. Poor Hermione," Harry said.

"Oh, Harry! There you are!"

The three of them whirled around to see Ivi Spada gliding towards them. "What do you want?" Ron asked maliciously.

"Nothing from you," Ivi said icily to Ron. "Though I think Sadie was looking for you. Oh, you're back," she said even more icily to Pepper. "I guess that means we won't be having any more fun then, Harry? Because I really enjoyed our night together while Halliwell was gone."

A/N: DUN DUN DUN!

I'll try to get the next chapter up soon, but I can't make any promises because I'm running out of ideas....I'M OPEN FOR ANY IDEAS ANYONE HAS! hint hint nudge nudge