Title: A Halliwell in Hogwarts- chapter 5

Author: Artino2

Rating: M

Warnings: language, moderate sexual activity.

Pairings: George Weasley/ofc, Fred Weasley/Angelina, Harry/Ginny, Ron/Hermione.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of them. I'm only playing with them and will return them unharmed and happy.

Summary: This is a Charmed/HP crossover. Payton Halliwell is the daughter of Phoebe Halliwell and only female legacy in the Halliwell family. When the sisters are summoned to Hogwarts, Payton must follow. Will she adjust to living in a witch's world after or will she find herself an outcast among her kind?

Molly fussed around Payton, smoothing out her hair while trying to make up an excuse for her two sons practical joke. "It looks really nice dear," she said as she stood back and smiled warmly at the young teen.

Payton knew it was not Mrs. Weasley's fault. It was those bratty twins who had done it. Now she knew what they meant by 'special candy' and 'being made a Weasley' remarks that they had made.

Mrs. Weasley looked at the stairs again, "FRED AND GEORGE WEASLEY! You had better come down here this instant or I'll come up THERE!"

Two loud cracks were heard as both boys apparated beside their mother. "What is all the fuss about?" George asked as he glanced over at Payton. "It looks nice."

"Why would you do this to me?" she asked through tears as she turned and ran back up the stairs to her room. She flung herself down on her bed and cried out her frustration at being left in a new place with strange people.

Molly cuffed both boys upside their heads. "I hope you are happy!" she yelled at them. "You made her cry." Fred shrugged but George frowned. He didn't want her to cry. It had only been a simple prank. The color would wear off by morning and no harm would be done.

"Go up and apologize to her," Mrs. Weasley insisted. She saw both boys walk towards the stairs and had second thoughts. "Wait!" She turned to George. "You go up and talk to her first. You have a bit more tact than your brother has."

Fred grinned. His mother knew him only too well. "She's right George. You are the sensitive one for sure." George sighed and went solemnly up the staircase. He hesitated outside the door to her room. He could hear her crying inside and he felt really bad. He knocked softly on the door.

Payton lifted her head and looked towards the door. She was sure it would be Mrs. Weasley probably coming to smother her again with a motherly hug. "Come in," she called out and laid her head back down in her arms. She was sprawled out on her bed, hiding her face as if she could just disappear. The age old concept that if she couldn't see them, they wouldn't see her mentality.

She heard the door open and footsteps coming towards the bed. A hand was placed on her shoulder as squeezed it in a soothing way. It wasn't the hug she had been expecting, but it was nice to know that Mrs. Weasley did seem to care about her. "They hate me," she mumbled between her sobs.

George was stunned by her words. She thought he and Fred hated her? "that is not true," he said flatly and her head popped up at hearing his voice. Payton sat up and moved farther away from him until she was sitting against the wall. "Get out!" she said as she wiped her tears away with the back of her hand.

"I just wanted to say that Fred and I did not mean to make you cry."

"Well you did," she snapped and turned away so she wouldn't have to look at him.

"The color will be gone by morning," he continued. "It was only temporary. We wanted you to feel like one of us."

Payton knew she was over reacting but the stress of everything that had happened had finally gotten to her. "It wasn't a nice thing to do."

"I'm sorry," George said again as he took a seat on the edge of the bed. "You don't look bad as a redhead but to be honest, I prefer you with brown hair."

Payton laughed at his sincerity. "Are you sure it will be back to normal by morning?"

"You have my word on it."

"Apology accepted," she said. "I'm sorry I made such a big deal out of it. So much has happened lately in my life that I seem to be a bit moody. It isn't easy to just up and leave the life you have always know and travel half way across the world to a new place. To be left with a new family while yours goes off on some dangerous mission. I've lost my Aunt Pru, my Grandmother, and my own father to the evils of this world. I couldn't bear it if anything happened to my mother or the rest of my family; I'm afraid," she said as she felt the tears begin to fall again. She had not meant to open up to him like this but she couldn't help it.

George had listened to her talk and he could see the sadness in her eyes. "Don't cry," he said as he moved closer to her. He pulled her into his arms and held her. He rubbed her back with his hand hoping to comfort her a little. Payton laid her head on his shoulder and buried her face in his neck. She cried for several minutes until she realized just how close she was to this guy. Startled, she sat up and moved away quickly.

George looked at her skeptically. "Are you alright?"

"Yes," she said as she tried to pull herself together. "I didn't mean to break down like that." She moved off of the bed and adjusted her sweater. "We should get downstairs."

George got up from the bed and without a word, followed her downstairs.

Molly looked up from the table and breathed a silent sigh of relief when Payton and George entered the kitchen. Other than a puffy face, she looked alright. She had to give her son credit, when it came to a little sensitivity; George was the one to call on. She glanced over at Fred who still had a smirk on his face and she vowed to smack him upside his head again the first chance that she got. "Everything alright dear?" she said as she motioned for Payton to take the chair next to her.

"Yes," Payton said and forced herself to smile. "George said it will fade by morning. No harm done." The others returned to their chatter and the room was busy with the conversations of several different people at once. Payton felt better that she was not the focus of attention any longer. Hermione was sitting to her right and soon she had struck up a conversation with her about Hogwarts. Payton decided that the school really didn't sound that bad and she found herself actually getting excited about going there.

Throughout the meal though she could not help but feel eyes on her and when she would turn and look, she would catch George looking at her. She expected him to turn away when she caught him, but instead, he would smile at her. This caused her to blush, something she did not do often. Usually she was very self confident about herself, but there seemed to be something about him that caught her off guard.

"Tomorrow we shall go down to Daigon Alley and get your school stuff," Molly said as she got up from the table and began to clear it. Payton finished her dinner and started cleaning up her place as well.

"No," Molly said as she took Payton's empty plate and shooed her away. "You kids go and have fun. I'll clean up in here." The others did not need to be told twice and chairs were heard scooting out as Ron, Ginny and Harry left the kitchen.

"Are you sure?" Payton asked. She had always been expected to help clean up at home so it was second nature to her.

Mrs. Weasley assured her it was fine and before she could protest anymore, she found her hands each grabbed by one of the twins. They pulled her out of the room and into the living area.

The gang all gathered around the fireplace and Payton noticed that they all seemed to be paired up. Hermione was sitting in Ron's lap looking quite comfortable and Harry had his arm around Ginny on the sofa. Fred and George pulled her over to sit between them on the other couch and she felt a bit uncomfortable. She had forgiven George but she was not quite ready to forgive Fred. He had not apologized.

"The others should be here soon," Fred said as he looked up at the clock. Payton wondered who else he was expecting but did not ask. Not ten minutes after, a knock sounded on the door and Fred jumped up to answer it.

Three girls and a guy came into the house and Payton noticed that Fred had already pulled one of them into his arms and was kissing her. She was a tall slender black girl and Payton thought she was quite pretty. Her eyes drifted to the other two girls, both blondes who were chatting actively with each other.

"Get a room Fred," George yelled as he saw his twin pull Angelina into the corner so he could continue to molest her. Everyone laughed at his remark and he motioned towards the newcomers. "Payton, this is Katie, Alicia, Lee, and that girl over there being mauled by my brother is his girlfriend Angelina."

Katie came over and sat down beside George. "You must be Payton," she said. "George told us you would be staying here and going to Hogwarts."

Payton smiled and nodded at the girl. She could not help but notice how close she sat to George and wondered if they weren't a couple as well. "So what shall we do tonight?" Lee said as he came over and sat down in front of the fire. He looked the new girl over and laughed when he noticed her hair. "Looks like the Weasleys got you with their new wafers."

"Yes," Payton replied with a smile. "Thank God it is temporary."

"Aww it isn't that bad," George said as he reached up and took hold of a curly red lock. Payton could not help but notice the way Katie was looking at her.

"She looks like she could be your sister George," Katie laughed, but Payton had not lost what the girl had meant. No doubt this Katie girl was interested in George. Well, she had no reason to be. It wasn't like him and her were going to hook up or anything. She had no plans on any romance while she was stuck away from home.