Lady Shannon of RosePeak: Thanks for your review! And the Harry Potter books are actually set from 1991-1997, So it's still the 20th century, and I also meant the tecniques too. Wands and all are more of a Classical Magic while Charmed is a bit more Traditional or for a better word, Natural.

"Good Morning, Class. Welcome to a brand new year! My name is Mrs. Becker, and I'll be your charms teacher. Today, I want you to begin with a warm up. Here's what you're going to do: Write a spell to conjur a dalmation, using two verses," Mrs. Becker said.

"Yes, Mrs. Becker," the class chorused.

"Wait...We have to write it? With...two lines?" Hermione asked, perplexed.

"Yes. Something like this: I call forth through space and time, a dalmation dog with this rhyme," Prue replied. Then, as the words escaped her lips, a beautiful dalmation appeared.

"Very good, Miss Halliwell. Just write down the spell you used, and hand it to me," said Mrs. Becker.

"Yes, Mrs. Becker," Prue said, and obeyed.

"That was amazing, Prue! And it was in english. I think I'll have my go now," said Hermione brightly, "I summon a dog called dalmation to me. Send it straight to thee so I may see."

A dalmation appeared in front of Hermione.

"Very good, Miss..."

"Granger," said Hermione kindly.

"So you can just make spells up," Ron snapped, "Like that?"

"Yeah, pretty much. Our potions are made like yours though. With this kind of magic, you don't use wands, or wear cloaks, or ride brooms. It's pretty standard 21st-Century stuff," said Patricia.

"No brooms?" Harry and Ron said in unsion. They looked outraged.

"Well, you can if you want, but we don't have teams or anything like they do at Hogwarts," Patricia replied, after conjuring her dog.

"And what do we have next?" Ron asked.

"Potions," Prue replied.

"Who's that with?" Harry asked.

"Miss Holland," Patricia replied.

The day dragged on, and finally they were back home. Hermione went straight to the back room to read all of the books, and the Book of Shadows. Ron and Ginny stayed in the living room, impressed by the TV. Katherine and Patricia were showing them how to use it. Harry was wondering the house. He was just about to walk into the parlor. He saw Prue sitting on the couch. Some kind of ugly man appeared behind her. "Look out!" Harry screamed.

Prue moved him into the wall. "Demon! Quick!" Prue yelled. Chris, Katherine, Patricia, and Piper came in. Piper blew him up, but he came right back. He was advancing on Harry. Prue moved him away, and conjured a knife. She thew it right at the demons head. He pulled it out, and threw it right back at Prue, who didn't duck in time. It hit her squarely in the chest, but it didn't go too deep. She had to keep fighting. It was her job to protect Harry...

She heard more footsteps behind her. "That's an Vextala Demon!" Phoebe's voice cried out.

"And how do we vanquish him?" Piper asked as Phoebe kicked him right in the stomatch.

"Potion," Phoebe replied. The demon finally realized who he was up against, and shimmered out. They all got ready to go when they heard someone fall.

"Matt! Quick, Prue's hurt!" Piper yelled, reffering to their white-lighter.

A handsome boy of around nineteen orbed in, and ran to Prue. He healed her, and she instantly sprang to her feet. "Thanks, Matt. Okay, let's go vanquish his sorry ass," said Prue.

"Are you okay, Prue?" Phoebe asked.

"I'm fine, now let's go," Prue said, and she went up to the attic, with everyone else at her heels.

Piper, Katherine, and Chris worked on the potion. Paige, Patricia, and Nicholas were looking at the Book of Shadows. Matt was pacing, waiting for them to summon the demon.

"Hey, Pandora? Penelope? You you two set the crystals for when we summon the Vextala? Clayton, Chandler? There's no summoning spell in the book so...do you mind? Great, thanks," Phoebe said. Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny sat by the door of the attic, while the family made a circle around the trap, and held hands. They read the summoning spell, and a gust of wind hit them hard. The Vextala appeared, and he looked ready to strike.

"We call upon the Halliwells

To take this demon will our spell

And send this Vextala straight to hell."

With a great explosion, the demon was vanquished.

"That was such a lame spell, Kathy," said Logan.

"I'd like to see you do better," Katherine countered.

"I bet I could," said Logan.

"Yeah, right. You've never written a vanquishing spell," said Katherine.

"It doesn't take much brains to rhyme," Logan said nastily.

"Shows how much you know," Katherine retorted.

"Enough!" Piper, Phoebe, and Paige said at once.

That night, there was a knock on Prue's door. "Come in."

"Hi, Prue," Harry said weakly.

"Hey, Harry. What's up?" Prue asked cheerfully.

"How are you so cheerful after what happened a few hours ago?" Harry asked. Prue giggled.

"Harry, I see this kind of stuff every single day. I'm about as used to Vanquishing demons as I'm used to breathing. It's been my life for about Seventeen years," Prue smiled.

"And I thought I've seen a lot of death," Harry said, shaking his head.

"You haven't seen anything yet."