A/N: I'm glad you all liked it. Here's another.

Summery: Future-fic. A 17-year-old Chris finds himself alone all weekend in Manor, and accidentally discovers a secret.

Chapter 2: The curse.

Chris had never felt more relief to see the sun shinning brightly. Looking back on it, Chris thought that he probably imagined the whole thing. But the dream still bothered him. He knew, considering his family's history, he should check it out.

He decided to go to the attic after he ate something and a shower. He was in no hurry to relive last night events. Plus, he was still a little nervous around the Book.

When he was 6, he accidentally summoned a shadow that haunted him for two weeks. When he was 8, he played with the 'object of objection' spell and made one of Mr. Kramer's sons invisible. Then, of course, when he was 12, he tried to do a love spell that... that is best let unmentioned. The Book and him never seemed to get along so he stayed away from it. Only going up to the attic if someone else came with him. But he was alone all weekend. And he did not want to seem like he couldn't take care of himself. Especially when it came to magic.

After the shower and a terrible batch of pancakes, he certainly did not inherit the cooking skills, he made his way up the attic stairs. He poked his head in cautiously, like expecting something to jump out at him. The attic looked normal enough. He walked in and noticed that there were no windows opened, which meant that he either had a great imagination or something witch-y was afoot.

He made his way to the ancient podium, where the greatest treasure of his family rested. The Book of Shadows. Past down every generation to the family witches. He remembered his mom had told them that each witch has added something to the Book for future generations. Wyatt had already written 3 vanquishing spells and a potion. Chris had not yet had the chance to add something. It seemed the every time some demon attacked other people would take care of it. He rarely helped.

Chris stood in front of the Book, preparing to open it, when the temperature lowered again. It was almost freezing.

"Christopher..."

"What do you want?" Chris asked as he looked around for the source of the voice.

"Ethan... Look for Ethan..."

The Book suddenly opened and started to flip pages by itself. This was not uncommon to Chris, but what freak him out was the fact the voice seemed to be responsible. The temperature returned to normal and the Book stop on a page. Chris looked at it.

The Curse of Ethan

I curse your blood I curse your kin

Let my anger that's within

Burn your hearth with the fire

From my revenge desire

I curse you now

I curse you now

Chris had never heard of a demon or warlock named Ethan. He wondered why the voice wanted him to read that curse. He also wondered what did it mean when it told him to 'look for Ethan'. He looked at the bottom of the page where the initials 'P.H.' were written, along with the date '17-06-00'. That could only mean that his mother or one of his aunts wrote the spell.

Chris found himself very curious. His life was always filled with the supernatural, but this was the first time he actually was interested. He tried to think on why did the voice wanted him to see the curse and the date. What could he do with that?

"Think, Chris, think." He paced around. Then he remembered that he could try to go back in time with a spell... but his parents had warn them that time spell were dangerous and someone could accidentally re-write history. Add Chris's track record with spells and you had a recipe for disaster.

Chris shook away the idea of time travel.Him traveling to the past? How crazy was that idea.He started to look through the Book for another way. The Book landed on another spell. "To unbind a bond."

Chris was about to read it when he heard the phone from downstairs. He orbed down to the living room where he found it on the couch. "Hello?"

"Finally! What, were you still sleeping?" Wyatt's rude voice greeted.

"What do you want?"

"Someone's cranky." He joked. "Listen, Is Aunt Paige there?"

"No."

"Really? I figured she was stuck babysitting." Chris didn't find the humor in that one either. "Well if she does come over or calls tell her to get in touch with me. It's about her recommendation."

"Guess it doesn't count when she's your aunt, huh?"

"They don't know that, and is none of your business."

"Fine..."

"The house better still be there when I come back." Wyatt voice said goodbye.

Chris decided to call his aunt now, that way he could ask her about the Curse. "Yes?" Paige sounded busy.

"Hi, it's Chris."

"Oh, hi, sweetie, is something wrong?"

"No, nothing. I only called to tell you that Wyatt wants you to call him. Something about his recommendation."

"Oh. Ok. Anything else?"

Chris was going to ask, then he remembered the date. It was in the year 2000. Paige did not meet her sister till the next year, which meant she probably has no idea what the spell is about. "No, nothing."

"Oh well, listen, there's some sort of infection over that affects Whitelighters-"

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, but I don't want you to orb here, ok? And if you need something, call Phoebe. I'm quarantine till further notice."

"Ok. No Magic School."

"Yeah. For now anyway."Chris heard asoundof something crashing. "Oh crap... Um, bye, Chris."His Aunthung up.Chris was now puzzled. He could try to keep investigating the spell, but now he wasn't going to be able to go to the school it something went wrong, like it usually did. Aunt Phoebe was out of the question. He made up his mind and decided that it would be best if he let this go. But he needed to know. He decided to go back to the attic.

To be continued...