Phoebe pulled Paige into a small clearing and the younger woman sighed in relief. Phoebe glanced around the area in hopes of catching a glimpse of Leo or Piper while her other sister bent over to catch her breath and recompose herself.
"I don't see either of them anywhere," the empath stated with a huff. Paige tugged on her sleeves and pointed to the wall Phoebe currently had her back to. With a spin on her heels, she found her oldest nephew looking up at the column expectantly, as he had when the door to Gideon's Magic School had first been revealed at the mansion. "Wyatt, honey. Come over here with Aunty Phoebe and Aunty Paige." Phoebe extended her hand out to the boy who merely glanced around at them before turning back to stare at the wall.
"Wait Phoebe, let's see what he does," Paige held her sister back and the two watched as Wyatt walked up the wall and simply disappeared.
"Oh my god, we lost our nephew. He's gone. Piper is going to kill us for losing him," Phoebe became franctically, squeezing her head with worry.
"Come on, let's follow him," Paige tried dragging Phoebe to the brick wall but the older sister stood firm and shook her head.
"There is no way I'm going to walk into a wall purposefully, at least while I'm sober." She declared. Paige bit back a retort as she looked at her sister.
"Excue me ladies, but we need to get through." A buzzing middle aged woman pushed a cart full of luggage forward, being followed by four youngsters, two of which had the same red hair as the woman who had spoke.
"Sorry," Paige apologized hastedly and dragged Phoebe out of the way as the group stopped. The woman nodded graciously and waved the young teens forward.
"Go on now, there's not much time before the train leaves the station. Hurry now." The smaller of the two girls rushed towards the wall with her luggage and the Halliwell sisters turned away, wincing in anticipation of the crash.
It never came and the sisters looked up to see the other girl rushing after the first. Paige gasped when she disappeared into the wall as Wyatt had done just before. Phoebe was speechless, to say the least.
"Your turn Harry." The boy with black shaggy hair nodded and whispered into the other one'sear.
"They act as if they've never gone through the wall before."
The red head turned and watched the expression of Paige and Phoebe as his friend ran after the girls. His eyes grew wide when they had a startled look on their faces.
Uh oh we've got Muggles.
"You're the last one Ronald," the woman spoke again and waved him along. He remained in his spot, unmoving. "Ronald, honey, what's wrong?"
He tilted his head towards the sisters after catching his mother's eyes, "I think those ladies are Muggles, mum." The woman audibly swallowed and examined Paige and Phoebe from where she stood.
"Well, you go on and I'll handle this," Molly Weasley assured her son. With a nod he ran into the wall and, like the others, disappeared.
"I still think we're should follow Wyatt." Paige commented, failing to notice the scrutinizing glare the woman was sending them.
Being the empath she was, Phoebe picked up on the mother's change of emotion from one of pleasant contentness to worry and fear. She turned to the lady as Paige stepped towards the wall to examine it further. "Miss, are you feeling all right?" The waves of reservation and suspicion hit Phoebe without warning and she physically stepped back in surprise. Behind those emotions, though, was the undeniable trace of fear and pity. Phoebe noted the lady was afraid of the sisters, but rather afraid for the sisters.
Slightly confused Phoebe tried pry and discover why. "Is everything okay. Is someone in danger?" The woman's eyes grew wide at Phoebe's words and she stuttered in reply. She walked closer to the older woman with her hand extended. "You can tell me, okay? I can protect them. Who's in danger?"
Molly grabbed onto the empath's hand suddenly, whispering "you are" before Phoebe felt the pull of a pemonition. She watched as a cloaked figure floated over the corpse of the red headed siblings and aimed a wand at the Halliwell sister. A bolt of green lighting shot forth hitting all three witches and Phoebe observed helplessly as the sisters writhed and screamed in pain. The screams were soon silented by a red flash and Phoebe knew they were dead. Phoebe recognized the black haired boy from earlier as he stood to his feet and aimed his own wand at the figure and with a shout vanquished the foe.
Coming back to reality with a gasp, Phoebe turned to Paige. "We've got a problem." The woman looked at Phoebe in surprise and jerked her hand away from the Charmed one. Phoebe paid her no mind as she explained how dire the situation was to her sister, "I think the Source is back."