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A knock on the door alerted the trio, Piper watched as Harry removed his glasses to wipe his eyes; Leo hoisting the small boy up effortlessly which prompted a surprised gasp from the boy. Piper's lips quirked up into a small smile at that, pushing herself from the bed and calling out. "You can come in."

A little bit of a pause, then the door was pushed open. Phoebe peeked through, seeing the trio and couldn't help the smile. "The food will get cold, if you guys waste anymore time in here." She joked, winking and leaving again. Piper shook her head fondly, especially as Leo approached her with Harry on his shoulders. The scene looked so much like a family.

"Shall we eat?" Leo inquired, grinning as he heard Harry's stomach growl.

Piper couldn't help the laugh, playfully smacking Leo as they headed out of the bedroom and down the stairs.

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"Ah, so you've finally crawled out of the woodworks." Phoebe grinned, upon spotting the three; bundling over to them, hands clasped together in a very energetic-like-way. She laughed as Harry seemed quite amused, the slim brunette introduced herself. "Hello there Harry! I'm Phoebe, Piper's sister."

Harry shyly returned her bubblyness with a hesitant smile, hiding his face in Leo's hair. "I'm Harry…" He softly responded, feeling oddly safe around these people. His curious gaze caught sight of a rather pretty lady sitting at the table, who was giving him a warm smile. He wanted to know who she was, but The Dursleys said never ask questions. Luckily, Phoebe caught his gaze and gesture for the lady to come over.

"Hello Harry." The lady said softly, smiling at him with her black hair and sparkling blue eyes. "I'm Prue, Piper's oldest sister." She introduced herself, watching as the messy haired boy's eyes lit up.

"That's a pretty name!" Harry blurted out, instantly ducking his head in embarrassment. Phoebe laughed, patting Prue on the shoulder.

"I wish he'd have said mine was pretty." She bantered, winking before sitting at the table.

It was a few moments, where everyone was seated; when Prue noticed the boy looking around as if searching for someone. She curiously spoke up.

"Harry, is there someone you were expecting?" She asked gently, watching as Harry turned his gaze towards Prue.

"Er- I remember an older lady bringing me here. Penny? Piper was talking about her earlier." Harry shyly looked away, as if fearing punishment for asking a question. This made Prue frown, but quickly changed her expression into a smile.

"You mean Grams? Well…" Exchanging looks with her sisters, Piper nodded.

"Eat up, then we'll take you to her." Prue said.

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Harry glanced up at the stairs, as he was being led up. From where he could see, there was a door that wasn't the room he was previously in. As they halted, Prue pushed open the door and led them all in. Harry's eyes took in the attic's decor, eyes widening at the candles. He watched as the three sisters crowded the candles, as he stood beside Leo.

"Hear these words,

Hear my cry,

Spirit from the other side,

Come to me,

I summon thee,

Cross now the great divide."

Harry watched with interest, which morphed into shock as orbs of smokey light began to swirl around before manifesting into the form of his great-grandmother; Penny Halliwell. The middle-aged woman sent the boy a smile, stepping out of the candles and became solid.

"I see you're settling in quite alright."

Harry stumbled backwards, as young as he was; he didn't believe magic could exist. Even the confusing words such as 'Whitelighter' which his parents had used… Well, his relatives drilled it in his head that magic was silly nonsense. The emerald eyed boy found himself instantly swept up by Leo, and found himself tearing up again.

"Magic's real?" His words trembled slightly.

"I believe so." Penny said gently, as the sisters gave him space to process. "And there's a couple of people that have been dying to see you." After she said those words, as if it was a signal; a swirl of light and two people stood before him.

Harry's eyes widened, tears now overflowing freely. The instant they stepped out of the candle circle, he sprung forward. Arms wrapping around them, as he sobbed his little heart out the second time.

"Mama, Papa." He weeped.