Title: A Halliwell in Hogwarts- chapter 11

Author: Artino2

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Rating: R

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 or will she find herself an outcast among her kind?

"I'm a lover not a fighter," George said with a grin.

"Uh-huh, take the easy way out." She noticed how intense his eyes were as they looked into hers and for a moment she felt her heart flutter. Could he possibly be the one? The thought crossed her mind for a brief moment.

It was then that Fred noticed the two were engrossed in what seemed to be a heated conversation. "Lover's spat already?"

Payton rolled her eyes at George's brother. "You know, not everyone in the world wants to be in love." With that said she turned and left the common room, retreating to the quiet of her bed. She knew she had been a bit harsh but she didn't understand why everyone was so desperate to hook her and George up. Relationships just didn't work out; not easily at least. Her aunt Paige was a prime example of that. The beautiful woman could not keep a steady man and it was not from her lack of trying. She had heard all about her Aunt Prue's man problems. Payton knew all about how her aunt had cast a spell over her boyfriend, Andy, to see if he'd be alright with her being a witch. It had freaked him out terribly. She herself had never actually told any her own boyfriends about her being the daughter of a Charmed One, but regardless of the fact, the relationships had just never worked out. It wasn't like she could have invited them over without worrying that a demon would attack or that they would see Wyatt or Chris orb in unexpectedly.

It was times like these that she hated being a teenager. As hard as she tried to be normal and fit in she had always been different. Now though, she was among her own kind. Wizards and witches and somehow she still felt as though she didn't fit in and having the stress that everyone was putting on her about George, well, that was just not helping things.

"Cheer up mate," Fred said as he handed George a package. George looked at it and then questioningly at his twin. "Open it already."

George opened the little box and saw the ring inside. "You actually did it?"

Fred grinned and nodded. "Finished it just this morning but wasn't able to get you alone 'til now to tell you."

George picked up the tiny ring and marveled at it. It would be one of their biggest sellers for Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. If it worked that was. "You sure it works?"

"Yep, tried it out on Angelina earlier on the train."

"She did it willingly?"

Fred laughed and snuck a look over at his girlfriend who was deep into a conversation with her friend Alicia. "Yeah right, like I'd actually tell her?"

He put the ring back into the box and looked at Fred. "Another fine product to add to our inventory. So what deep dark secrets did your girlfriend reveal to you?"

"While under the influence of Weasley's Ring of Truth, Angelina confessed that she had kissed Lee."

"Really?" George said raising an eyebrow in surprise. "You gonna curse him?"

"Hardly," Fred said smugly, "It was before we were together of course, but she wouldn't have ever told me about it. Remind me to drop a few drops of our balding potion into Lee's pumpkin juice tomorrow at breakfast."

George nodded and waited to see what else his twin would say. "Any other juicy details?"

"Oh yeah, she thinks I'm the cute twin," Fred smirked as he moved out of his brother's reach. "You know bro, you could use that ring on Payton. See what she really thinks about you."

George was going to hit his brother playfully but stopped with his fist in the air. "You know, you're right for once." He could use the ring on Payton; just to see if she liked him or not. Then he would know whether or not he had a chance with her. "But how do I get her to wear it?"

Fred pondered his twin's question. "I guess proposing is out of the question." George rolled his eyes. "Well, she doesn't have to know it was from you. Maybe just put it where she will find it. When she puts it on, you just have to ask her questions. She can not lie while wearing it."

George pocketed the box and looked towards the girl's dormitory. Now all he had to do was somehow get it into her possession. He knew it would be easy for one of the girls to slip it into Payton's dresser, but Hermione would never do anything that shady. Ginny perhaps? His sister seemed to like Payton but she was family and he was sure if he thought about it hard enough, he would think up some way of blackmailing her into doing it for him. If he could get her away from Harry long enough to speak with her that was.

George glanced over at his sister who was snuggling with her boyfriend on the sofa. He noticed Harry's arm was a little high on her waist and he made a mental note to warn Harry about improper touching on his little sister. "Ginny," he said as he motioned her over to him.

"What George?"

"Come here will ya? I wanna talk to you about something." He could hear Ginny's sigh across the room but she got up and made her way over to him. Fred winked at him and gave him the thumb's up sign before walking over to some first years whom he would no doubt harass pitifully.

"What's up George?" Ginny said as her brother took her arm and led her over to the corner of the room and away from everyone else.

"I need a favor from you Ginny."

Ginny went on the defensive. It wasn't everyday that any of her brothers asked her for a favor, especially not one of the twins. Anything they were up to had to be no good. "I'm not doing anything against school rules or anything illegal," she stated off the bat.

George gave her a painful look. "Like I'd ever ask my little sister to do anything like that?"

"Like the time you asked me to.."

George stopped her before she finished, "It's nothing like that Ginny dear. I just need you to give Payton something but discreetly and not let her know it was from me."

"What is it? You know I actually like Payton so I won't pull any jokes on her. I thought you liked her too George? If you like someone you shouldn't pull pranks on them. That isn't the way to earn her trust."

"It's not a prank, honest Ginny. I have a ring I want to give to her but I don't want her to know it is from me."

"A ring?"

George pulled the small box from his pocket and handed it to his sister. Ginny looked skeptical of opening it. She had been on the end of enough of Fred and George's pranks to know that nothing was ever as it seemed. George noticed her hesitate. "I swear, it is just a ring; open it."

Ginny opened the box and indeed it was just a ring. A pretty ring actually; silver with a red stone set into it in the shape of a star. "It's lovely," she said. "Why not give it to her yourself?"

"I don't want her to think I'm rushing anything." He hoped Ginny was buying the sincere act. He added a slight smile to help convince her. If it didn't, he would have to resort to blackmail.

After a few moments of silence, Ginny said, "Alright. I'll give it to her."

"No, not give it to her, just leave it on her dresser for her to find. That way she won't ask you a million questions as to who told you to give it to her."

Ginny nodded and agreed to set it on Payton's dresser when she first got the chance. George hugged her quickly and then left her before she changed her mind. Ginny watched him run off to where Fred was bullying a few first year boys. She thought about taking the ring to Payton's room right away but Harry called out to her.

She took the ring from the box and put it on her finger so she wouldn't lose it until she was able to leave it for Payton. Tossing the box in the trash, she made her way back to her boyfriend.

"Miss me?" she asked as she sat back down beside Harry.

"Always," he said with a grin and wrapped his arm protectively around her. He leaned in to kiss her, something he always enjoyed doing.

"Ugh Harry, stop playing kissy face with my little sister," Ron squeaked as he made a disgusting face.

"She likes my kisses," Harry laughed teasingly. "Don't you Ginny? I'm the best kisser in Hogwarts right, tell them."

A funny look came over Ginny's face and while she meant to agree with him, she somehow couldn't help but say, "Well, Dean was actually the best."