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Chapter 30

"Number four. Here we are," Harry said.

"You actually had to live here?" asked Draco in astonishment.

Ignoring the comment, Harry knocked on the door.

Petunia's face dropped as she saw the sight in front of her. Harry stood there smiling broadly with Piper, Paige, Phoebe and Draco all standing behind him, looking curiously on.

"Who-what-why?" Petunia stuttered.

"Hello to you too," said Piper and she received an elbow from Phoebe who decided to be a little more courteous, despite everything Harry had told them about the Dursleys.

"Hi. I'm Phoebe and these are my sisters, Piper and Paige. Harry's going to be staying with us this summer in California. We've just come to get his things. Can we come in?"

For a moment, it looked as if she would refuse. Then it seemed to sink in that Harry would be leaving and she nodded her head stiffly but still said nothing.

They walked into the immaculate house and were afraid to sit for fear of getting anything dirty. Harry and Draco headed upstairs to pack and promptly ran into Dudley…literally. Harry all but bounced off his cousin's formidably sized midriff.

"Hey cousin," said Harry cheerfully.

"This is your cousin?" Draco said with a snort. He noted the offended look on Dudley's face.

"Yeah, I am," Dudley said, suddenly gathering courage. "What of it?"

"You don't fool me, Dursley. You're scared of us. Very scared," Draco said mockingly.

This of course he knew to be true because of his empathic abilities and he found it absolutely hilarious that a boy as big as the both of them put together would be scared of them.

"So if you don't mind, get out of the way or Potter here will blow you to pieces," he added with a slight snarl.

"M-make me," the terrified boy said, not wanting to back down.

Harry started laughing and as he threw up his hands. Dudley flinched and froze with his face in the strangest expression. It looked like he forever had to sneeze which of course made the two boys burst out into laughter.

Instantly, Piper felt her pocket grow warm. She reached in and pulled out a jet black crystal. Slowly it started to turn a light red.

"Boys!" she yelled upstairs. "What did we tell you about using your powers for personal gain!"

"Sorry!" was the hurried reply that came.

She looked at a perplexed Petunia. "Kids these days."

They had bewitched the crystal to let them know when the boys were being less than honest with their powers. They figured this to be a good idea after they found a few dozen people randomly frozen in the halls or crying because someone had revealed their secrets in front of everyone.

When the boys had finished packing, they came downstairs carrying Harry's trunk, which was considerably heavier, to find the sisters standing on one side of the living room while the Dursleys stood on the other. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife.

"Done," Harry called. "You ready to go?"

"I was ready when we got here," said Piper eyeing the Dursleys, stonily.

"Are all muggles this…weird?" Draco asked. "Can they talk? I mean, the fat one upstairs could."

"Now see here boy!" Vernon began, massive chest heaving slightly. "You do not come into my house and -"

Vernon's tirade was cut short as he froze, face still purple from rage.

"Harry!" Phoebe reprimanded.

"That was me," said Piper. "Now let's go before I blow them up instead."

Snickering slightly Harry and Draco apparated first while the sisters orbed out of the living room.

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When they arrived at the real manor, Piper took the boys upstairs to the guest room so they could unpack and then went downstairs to start on dinner.

Downstairs, Piper and Leo were making dinner, Paige was playing with Wyatt and Phoebe was checking to make sure that the fireplace had been properly hooked up to the Floo Network before going to supervise Harry and Draco as they did their daily exercises.

Draco would throw various objects (books, athames, potions, etc.) at Harry and Harry had to either freeze them or blow them up depending on what they were. Draco had to spar with Harry and practice his levitation, then the hard part came. He had to relive some of Phoebe's more traumatic premonitions and be able to tell her which demon was in it and how to vanquish it. It was also supposed to help him get used to the strange feeling that comes along with the visions.

"Why do my ears keep ringing?" he asked, annoyed.

"You'll get used to it," Phoebe said with a smile. "Here. Read this next chapter in your potions book."

"Why doesn't Potter have to read?"

"Harry has other things to do, now take your book."

As soon as he took it, the now familiar feeling of a premonition came to him.

"It was her, Granger!" he gasped as soon as the vision was done.

"What did you see?"

"Where was she?"

"Was she alone?"

"Was she hurt?"

"I didn't see much. She was sitting in a chair in the middle of a big room with stone walls. It looked like it was underground. She was blindfolded and gagged but she was alone."

"At least we know she's alive," said Harry, "but how can we find her?"

None of the adults in the room had the heart to tell the two teens that what Draco saw could have been the past.

"Why don't you grab the map and crystal and try scrying for her again. Use the book since that's what gave you the premonition," Piper said and motioned the others towards the kitchen.

"Why did you tell them to scry, Piper? It hasn't worked so far," Paige asked.

"I needed some time to think. Okay…what are the odds that she's still alive?"

They all collectively stared at her. "Oh come on, we have to be realistic. You can't say you haven't thought it. Phoebe?"

"I don't know, Piper. I have had more visions of the future than the past. But how are we supposed to find where she is? They obviously have some sort of spell blocking her location."

For the first time, everyone noticed how incredibly stressed out Piper was. She had her hand on her forehead and looked like she was thinking hard.

"We found her!" Harry yelled from the living room before anyone could say anything.

They all rushed out to look at the map. "She's still in England," said Draco. "What do we do?"

"What do you mean 'what do we do'?" Harry said slightly glaring at the Slytherin. "We go get her."

"Harry, be reasonable. It could be a trap. In fact, I'd almost bet on it since the scrying hasn't worked before. Why would it work now?" said Leo.

"Who cares! If we wait any longer, whoever has her is gonna kill her!" he fairly yelled.

"There's no way to know she's not dead already, right?" asked Draco, looking at the adults in the room solemnly. "It's true isn't it? She could be dead. What I saw could have been the past."

Piper slowly nodded. By now, Harry realized it was a waste of energy to keep screaming. "We have to be sure," he said almost pleading.

"Harry's right," Paige spoke. "We need to check. But we need a plan."

"This is what we're gonna do," Piper said taking a breath. "We're going to orb into wherever it is that she is. If she's there, we get her and get out, if not, we come back and scry again. Harry, Draco…you're not gonna like what I say next but you need to listen. If anything goes wrong, anything at all, you need to get out. If we yell for you to go, drop whatever you're doing and apparate your asses back here. Forget about us, we can take care of ourselves. No ifs, ands or buts about it. Do I make myself clear?"

Both boys understanding the potential gravidity of the situation, nodded.

Leo turned to Piper and kissed her. "Be careful."

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They were definitely underground. The dirt ground and stone walls were a give away. Not to mention it was pitch black apart from the few dimly lit torches that dotted the walls every ten feet or so.

They found themselves in a long, narrow passageway, just big enough for two people to walk side by side. Piper lead the way with Harry while the others followed.

Walking for several minutes brought them to a large, wooden door.

Glancing at each other beforehand, they pushed open the door.

The room was stone like the walls of the passageway, with it's ceiling almost as high as that of the Great Hall. It was also just as dark.

Not that any of them noticed this because as soon as they were two feet in the room, they were bombarded by a wave of demons and Death Eaters.

It was chaos. They were outnumbered at least three to one, if not more.

Piper and Harry spared no time blowing up demons left and right, while the others tried to hold back the Death Eaters with wands or whatever means necessary.

No one noticed a bound and gagged Hermione tied to a chair in the middle of the room, but Draco felt her fear.

His head snapped up with the wave of her emotions and in all the commotion he managed to spot her.

"Grab the girl and go!" a harsh voice barked over the yells and grunts.

Draco saw a particularly dirty looking man making his way towards her. He also saw her head snap up at the voice and she began to struggle madly against her restraints.

He bent his knees and leapt into the air making his way over to the chained girl. When he was close enough, he fell, literally, on top of the man that was trying to get her and knocked him unconscious.

"Granger! It's me!" he yelled to get the terrified girl to stop struggling.

Up close he could see what shape she was really in. Dry tears stained her dirty and red face while bruises crept up on her wrists from her struggling. Blood, cuts and bruises were also visible in the many places where her robes were ripped.

Before he could start working to get the chains off, he heard Phoebe scream.

Looking quickly he saw her fall to the ground while Piper and Paige ran towards her.

"Let's get out of here!" Piper yelled.

CRACK!

"No! I see her!" Harry yelled, blowing up another demon.

"We'll come back!" Piper called over the confusion.

"I won't leave her!"

Before Harry could do anything, Paige waved a hand at him and said "home" and he was orbed out of the room.

"Where's Draco?" Piper asked frantically looking around the room.

"I heard a crack , I think he left already."

Draco hid behind Hermione's chair knowing that if they left her, she wouldn't be there when they went back.

Once he saw the sisters orb out he went to work on the chains. He had to blast them off which unfortunately made quite a bit of noise.

He got her roughly to her feet. "Hold on tight to my arm," he instructed.

"Get them!" a cold voice hissed from the shadows.

A chill went down his spine the second he heard it because he knew what it meant. He turned around and looked into the eyes of his biggest fear.

Voldemort, himself, was raising his wand at the two teens. Before he could even think of a spell to fire, they had apparated out of sight.

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"We shouldn't have left her!" Harry was yelling.

"We'll go back," said Phoebe as Leo healed the gash on her head.

"She could be dead by then," he snapped.

"Harry, we warned you that if there was trouble we were going to leave right away. You don't see Draco complaining," Paige pointed out.

"I don't see Draco at all!" Piper shrieked.

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They had ended up in the back yard. Both shaking but for different reasons.

He had seen Voldemort, face to face…and he had never been more afraid in his life. He had thought he was going to die. When he had looked into the Dark Lord's eyes he had frozen. He had forgotten all thoughts of leaving. He had all but given up. If she hadn't grabbed his arm at that second, they would have died for sure.

He turned to her and slowly took the blindfold and gag off.

The rush of gratitude that he felt when her moist eyes looked into his made him all but fall over.

She threw herself at him and gripped him tightly almost as if she was afraid he wasn't really there, and he patted her back awkwardly but stopped when she whimpered and pulled away. He turned her around and saw that her robes had nearly been shredded, her bra strap exposed. She had been whipped, repeatedly by the looks of it, and it was a second before he realized that it made him furious.

Before either of them said anything, they heard a shriek from inside.

"I don't see Draco at all!" he heard Piper yell.

When they walked into the living room, everyone fell silent before the tears began to pour out. Hugs were given all around and Leo healed Hermione so she was fine apart from being a little sore.

Of course, Hermione wanted to go see her parents right away.

She gave everyone one last hug goodbye and when she got to Draco she whispered "thank you" into his ear and kissed his cheek.

He wiped it automatically and she smiled before orbing out with Leo.

Gratitude is what Draco later decided was the feeling coming from her. He didn't know that it wasn't the only thing.

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They were on the chase again. This time it was Phoebe who had had a premonition of a young woman being attacked by a demon. Strangely, Phoebe had thought the girl looked familiar but she couldn't quite place the face.

This is what brought them to a dark alley in the middle of the night while the boys waited at home with Leo.

As soon as they turned the corner, they saw a rather petite blonde girl fighting with an extremely ugly demon. They were going to jump in when they realized that she was handling herself quite well. She was swinging a giant red axe at it but she kept missing. One swift kick, however, sent the demon flying in their directions.

Piper let out a yelp before freezing the demon then blowing him up.

"Wow. I've never seen a Sordauq demon blow up before. I usually just stab 'em and they die," the blonde girl said dusting her clothes off and brandishing the axe at her side.

"Wait…how did you know what that was?" Piper asked.

"Slayer. You?"

"Witch," Piper replied.

"Cool."

"Wait, you mean like a 'vampire' slayer?" asked Paige.

"The one and only. Well not only so much anymore."

"Oh my god," Phoebe suddenly said.

"Oh your god what?" the girl replied.

"You're the girl. The one from my premonition! You fought all the demons…in the big hole!"

"Huh?"

"Are you sure?" said Paige and she received a glare from Phoebe.

"Who are you?" asked Phoebe.

"Who are you?" the girl asked back, getting suspicious.

"I'm Phoebe. These are my sisters Piper and Paige. We're the Charmed Ones." She wanted to get the girls cooperation and figured this was the best way.

"Buffy. Wait, did you say 'Charmed Ones?' Why does that ring a bell?" she asked more to herself than to them.

Without warning, in a puff of purple smoke, a pretty red-headed girl had teleported to Buffy's side.

"They're famous witches," the red-head answered. "I told you about them."

"And who are you?" asked Paige.

"Willow. Nice to meet you."

"Okay, why don't we move this powwow to anywhere but here. Follow us," Piper said and they orbed out.

"Friend or foe?" asked Buffy.

"Friends, definitely," said Willow and she took Buffy's hand and teleported out of the alley.

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Harry and Draco had quickly gotten bored sitting around the Manor and asked Leo if they could go out for a walk. After much nagging Leo had reluctantly agreed. So now the two teens could be found walking down the streets taking in all the sights.

Soon they came across a small playground. And it wasn't empty.

The grunts could be heard from a few feet away.

They approached with caution and they couldn't believe the scene that was playing out in front of them.

A young girl with long brown hair was fighting with a tall blonde man dressed all in black. Upon closer inspection they could see that the man's face looked horribly disfigured.

He ran at the girl and she spun around and kicked his backside sending him flying into the dirt. Once he was down she jumped on him pining his legs to the ground and pulled out a thick wooden stick from her pocket and aimed it at the mans chest.

"Ha! I win again," she said cheerfully, thoroughly confusing the two teenage boys that were now hiding behind a park bench observing the odd couple.

"Don't get cocky, 'lil bit. I let you win," the man said, surprising the boys with his British accent. "Get off me will you."

"Don't go all Mr. Grumpy on me 'cause I beat you…again," she said smiling. "And lose the wrinkles."

Suddenly the man's face changed and he looked like a normal person.

A very audible gasp escaped Harry's lips before he could stop it which earned him an elbow from the blonde next to him.

The man's head snapped to their direction. "Dawn, we're not alone," he said quietly. "Whoever you are you best come out now or I'll skin you alive!" he called out threateningly.

They couldn't help but notice the very real growl audible in his voice.

Draco gave Harry a 'we can take them' look before stepping out from behind the bench. Reluctantly, and knowing if he went home without Draco he'd be in big trouble, Harry followed.

"Who are you?" the girl named Dawn asked.

"We could ask you the same thing," Draco replied and received a couple of raised eyebrows at his accent.

Dawn smiled. "Friends of yours, Spike?" she asked the man.

"Not. Who sent you?" he said seriously.

"No one. My name's Harry and this is Draco. We sort of live down the street."

"What are you?" Draco blurted out. Harry could have kicked him. Actually he did. Rather hard. "What the bloody hell was that for, Potter? You saw his face."

"Vampire. You?"

"Wizard," Harry answered. "You?" he asked the girl.

"Um, teenager?" she said uncertainly. "But I do know some spells. And my sister's the Slayer."

"Easy with the family history, 'lil bit. We don't know these buggers."

"Slayer?" Draco asked, ignoring the man. "Then what are you doing with him?" he said nodding his head toward Spike.

"That is none of your bloody business, and also a very long story," Spike replied.

"He's good, I swear. I'm Dawn, by the way and this is Spike."

"Nice to meet you," said Harry noticing for the first time that Dawn was very pretty.

"Hey, watch who you're staring at," Spike said protectively and took a step forward.

Instinctively, Harry froze him on the spot and Dawn let out a little squeal.

"What did you do to him?" she asked, half-angry, half-amused.

"I didn't hurt -"

But his explanation was cut off by blue orbs and purple smoke.

"There you are," Piper began to the boys.

"We've been looking all over for you," Buffy said to the other two.