Prue walked out of the Magic Hall, and stretched. The Magic Hall was created when Phoebe had her first daughter. It was a hallway by magic, disguised as a closet so only magical people could see it for what it truly was. It was at the foot of the stairs, and was a very long, narrow room with a red carpet, stone walls with pictures, and stone archway 19th century doors. There were six doors on the left, six on the right, and each room was huge, had a bathroom, and two walk-in closets each. People wondered how many people could fit in the manor, but no one knew how un-cramped it truly was.
Prue was always the first up. Her older brother, Wyatt was away in London, and her other older brother, Chris was sleeping. Prue's younger sister, Katherine, who was sixteen, was just like Chris. Always sleeping late. Her twin brother, Nicholas was the exact opposite. Very smart, and loved books, second to first awake. Prue had seven cousins. Her Aunt Phoebe had a daughter three months older than Prue named Patricia Charlotte. Two years later she had Logan Viktor. A year after Logan she had her twin girls' Penelope Brianna and Pandora Grace. Paige had two sons named Clayton Tyler and Chandler Bryson. She had a daughter of twelve named Jessica Amy.
Prue turned away from the toaster where she had just inserted some bread, and screamed. Wyatt had just orbed in. "Wy! Don't sneak up on me like that!"
"I wasn't sneaking up on you! Is mom up yet?" Wyatt asked.
"Nope, just me," Prue shrugged.
"Well, I have to pack some more clothes, and go back to London, and I really need some help."
"What about me?" Prue asked.
"Well, I guess...change quickly."
Prue smiled deviously. She wasn't half-white lighter like her two older brothers, do to the fact that she was conceived after her father gave up his powers, but she had four pretty good ones. She could change appearence, Juvenation. She could conjur objects, and she could move things with her mind, and freeze time. Prue wriggled her nose, and closed her eyes. Her dark hair was tied in a pony-tail, She had on a red tank top, and jeans.
"Powers for personal gain," Wyatt sung out.
"Oh be quiet. Now let's orb, okay? Where are we going anyway?" Prue asked her older brother.
"You'll see now just hold on."
"Wait! The toast!" Prue stopped the toaster, turned back to Wyatt, and nodded.
"What is this place?" Prue asked, turning around.
"Follow me, and be quiet." They walked in between two houses. One said number eleven and one said number thirteen.
"You took me to an empty lot?"
"Shh!" A house appeared, and Wyatt entered. Inside were many people.
"Wait a second! This is Grimmauld Place, isn't it? The Headquarters of the Order!" Prue said excitedly.
"Yes, Prue. This is Molly Weasley, Arthur Weasley, their sons' Fred, George, and Ron. Their daughter, Ginny. Harry Potter and Hermione Granger. Remus Lupin, Mad-eye Moody, and Tonks." They were all introduced, and Wyatt left with the adults to talk.
"You know...I don't feel brunette today. I feel more like a blonde." Prue changed her hair to long, straight, and blonde. She made her eyes green, and made herself about three centimeters taller. She was now wearing white pants and a green sweater.
"Much better."
"Are you...metamorphagus?" Hermione asked.
"Nope. I'm just a witch with some really cool powers."
"Really, what else can you do?" Ron asked.
"Well, are any of you hungry?"
"I could go for a chocolate frog," Ron shrugged.
"And some butterbear, I guess," Ginny said, confused.
Prue put her right hand out, and there appeared butterbear for all, and a couple of chocolate frogs. They all fell, but stopped in midair. She had frozen everything. She threw one bottle to Ron, one to Hermione, one to Harry, and one to Ginny. The same with the frogs. "That was so cool! You can conjur, change appearence, and freeze time?" Ginny asked.
"And...move things with my mind," Prue mumbled.
"Really? Can we see?" Ron asked. Prue shrugged, and lifted everyone into the air, and set them down gently.
"Whoa!"
Just then Wyatt walked in. "I'm orbing you all to the Manor, Now!"