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Chapter 3:
Phoebe and Pandora had just arrived at Quake, walking through the crowd looking for Piper, who had recently begun working there as the manager; sitting by the bar, they found themselves facing a hassled Piper.
"I'm going to kill him!" growled Piper.
"Who?" asked Phoebe and Pandora in unison; looking at each other in amusement they saix, "jinx!" and then laugh.
Piper stared at them un-amusedly, "Chef Moore! He, of the phony accent, hires me and then quits opening his new place. Thank you, very much."
Looking around in befuddlement, Phoebe said, "I don't see anyone complaining."
"Hello," snapped Piper, "I am not a restaurant tour. I'm a chef. I have no idea what I am doing." Piper examined Phoebe in confusion, before asking unsurely, "Is that my dress?"
Before Phoebe could answer her however, a mutual friend of the Halliwells, Britney came over to them.
"Hey Britney," said Pandora cheerfully, before her eyes narrow in on her hand, "Ooh, I love that tattoo!"
"Thanks," Britney smiled.
Piper narrowed her eyes at Pandora and scolded, "Don't get any more ideas Pan! You already have four tattoos!"
"Yeah, but I always wanted one on my hand, but they told me it was illegal because of the veins," Pandora pouted, and the two sisters avoided looking at her; they were suckers to her puppy dog look.
Laughing, Britney said, "In the States, yeah. I got it done in Tahiti."
Groaning, Piper placed her head into her hands and mumbled, "Now you've done it."
Phoebe and Britney looked on in amusement as Pandora began bouncing cheerfully, a plan already hatching in her head. Britney gave Piper money for her drinks and informed her to keep the change before waving goodbye to the three sisters and leaving.
Pandora snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Phoebe telling Piper about some guy.
"His name is Alec and he's about to come over and ask if he could buy me a martini."
"How do you know?" asked Piper, half-suspicious and half-wondrous.
"Premonition, duh," snorted Pandora. "Now that would solve the age old problem of who approaches who first."
Piper looked blandly at Pandora and said, "You've never had that problem, thank you very much! Ever since you were fourteen! Especially now that you're a celebrity," she snapped towards the end, ignoring Pandora's look of amusement, turning to Phoebe, Piper began berating her in a worried voice, "We agreed that you were not supposed to use your powers."
"No, you and Prue agreed," argued Phoebe vehemently, "I abstained. Besides, it's not like I can control it, it just popped into my head," she whined, making Pandora burst out into fits of giggles.
"That's the whole point. None of us can control our powers. That's what scares me. I could panic and freeze the entire restaurant," whispered Piper desperately
"Yeah, you know what? Piper has a point," nodded Pandora, sucking on her martini straw. Looking up she saw both her sisters staring at her in disbelief. "What? I can agree with Piper sometimes you know," when they continued staring at her, their mouths gaping, she blew out a strand of hair and explained, "me, Prue and Piper have active powers that could provoke consequences and expose us to everyone. You, on the other hand," she pointed an accusing finger at Phoebe, "have an inactive power; I mean so you have a premonition in a room full of people. So what! It doesn't risk discovery at all."
Piper looked impressed at her little sister's speech, "You know … Prue and I haven't thought of it that way before."
"Yeah, well, I'm a celebrity, I have to practice caution now until I have a handle on my powers," said Pandora sadly.
Before Piper of Phoebe could get another word in, the guy- Alec, walked up to Phoebe and said, "I was just sitting over there and wondering if I could buy you a martini or something."
"Martini hmm, imagine that," said Phoebe, shooting a smug look at her sisters, "Its Alec, right?"
Piper rolled her eyes and Pandora looked extremely amused.
"Yeah, how did you know," asked Alec, impressed.
"You look like an Alec," said Pandora in a faux-serious voice. Phoebe glared at her, taking Alec's hand and walking away.
"Prue is going to be so pissed," said Piper to Pandora, her face morphed into one of worriment.
"News flash, stop worrying about Prue, jeez!" said Pandora, before adding in a serious tone, "Besides, you'll get wrinkles." Piper rolled her eyes and threw a dishcloth at Pandora's face.
***P4***
"Morning Cissa, Draco," said Lucius, walking in with Severus in tow. The house-elves brought in more breakfast and tea before popping away.
"Oh god, Cissa, you are not still eavesdropping on the girls?!" breathed out Lucius in disbelief. Severus merely looked amused as he began cutting up his omelet.
"Hush Lucius, the girls just woke up, I want to listen," said Narcissa, silencing her husband with one of her looks and Draco snorted into a napkin.
"Are you watching a show about witches?" Prue's voice resounded into their terrace.
They heard Piper deflect the question, telling Prue that Andy called when she was in the shower and then proceeded to ask about how their date went.
"No, no, it was great. You know, dinner, movie, sex," said Prue, trying to sound it off as normal.
"Excuse me?" Piper sounded aghast. "On your first date? You sleaze."
Pandora's sweet, bubbly voice reverberated around the terrace, signaling her arrival as she screeched, "Oh my god! You hypocrite! You always harass me cuz I sleep with most guys on the first date, and look at you."
Unfortunately, at that moment, Lucius was drinking some orange juice, and at Pandora's words, he comically spat it all out on the table, "What?!" he yelled in horror.
Narcissa and Severus looked amused, but Draco shared the horrified look on his father's face.
"Why Lucius, I thought you didn't care about Pandora," said Narcissa in a smug tone, taking her wand out and cleaning the mess, and Severus winked at her in comprehension.
"I do – I-I mean, I don't! Honestly, Cissa I was merely surprised," said Lucius acting nonchalant, but he was inwardly seething.
Their argument had them missing Phoebe's arrival into the room, and they listened in to hear Prue arguing with Phoebe about her using her powers for personal gain.
"Phoebe, are powers are not toys. We have to be careful or they can get us killed," said Prue chastising.
"She's right, we don't want any warlocks finding us," said Piper, always the voice of reason.
They heard Pandora groan, "Oh my god you guys, how exactly is a premonition – an inactive power, might I add, going to have warlocks pile up on our doorstep?" she demanded.
"Look there's another reason we have to be careful. Andy thinks someone's abducting woman in our area," said Phoebe, putting an end to the argument.
"Abducting woman? What do you mean?" asked Phoebe.
"I mean, warlocks aren't the only evil we have to watch out for," warned Prue in a solemn voice.
"I didn't know muggles lived such a dangerous life," said Draco in confusion.
Severus, whose father was a muggle and who lived all his life in the muggle world said, "Yes, they do. There are all forms of criminals out there. Kidnappers, murderers, rapists, robbers, and the list goes on and on."
"It does make it look like we have it easier with just the Dark Lord," said Narcissa absently, her eyes drifting off in thought forgetting the cup of tea in her hand.
Lucius ignored the swell of worry that was beginning to bubble down inside of him as he continued to eat his breakfast.
***P4***
Pandora was sitting in Quake, watching in amusement as Phoebe sat flirting with some guy and Piper give out orders, when Prue walked in and took the seat beside her.
"You didn't give Andy my number by any chance did you?" Prue bluntly asked Pandora.
Bewildered, Pandora said, "No, why?"
"Never mind," Prue shook her head ignoring the knowing look coming at her from her baby sister.
Suddenly, Piper went up to them and snarled, "Remind me, I wanted to do this for a living right?"
"Actually no; you wanted to become a chef," Pandora smirked.
"Looks like you're not the only one of us who's going to be doing anything for a living. Look how bad my interview went," said Prue in defeat. She then noticed Phoebe sitting at a table with a dark-haired man. "What's Phoebe doing here?"
"Flirting," said an amused Pandora.
"Yeah, and she's wearing Armani," snapped Prue. "Where did she get that?"
"Not from my closet," said Piper matter-of-factly, "I gotta go."
She went off to continue working and Prue shifted her questioning eyes at Pandora, who shrugged and said, "Just because I can afford all that, doesn't mean it's from my closet. My clothes don't fit Phoebe."
Prue got up to go over to Phoebe and the man, but Pandora took her wrist and said, "Don't do it, just leave them be," but Prue just tugged her hand away, leaving Pandora to raise her hands in the air in exasperation and follow her eldest sister.
"Prue, Pandora," Phoebe beamed looking up at her two sisters, "This is Stefan the photographer."
"Pandora Halliwell, yes, I know about you. Your agency always informed me that you were busy when I'd ask for a photo shoot," said Stefan, his eyes piercing a hole into Pandora's head.
Pandora smiled dryly and said, "Really? Huh, you'll have to take it up with them then."
"Nice dress," snapped Prue to Phoebe.
"Don't worry it's not yours," Phoebe smiled nervously, feeling the tension between Prue and her, and Stefan and Pandora.
"I know, I could never afford it," snapped Prue yet again.
Laughing nervously, Phoebe looked at Stefan and said, "Will you excuse me for one minute? I'll be right back." And she walked away with Prue and Pandora, into the kitchen.
"How are you going to pay for that?" asked Prue adamantly, "You're broke!"
"Not for long," sang Phoebe.
"Oh god," Pandora's voice was muffled in her hands, peeking up slightly, she said, "I smell a premonition."
Phoebe ignored her and went back to arguing with Prue about using their powers, while Pandora stood off to the side, watching Piper making her way over to them with an astonished look on her face.
"What are you guys doing here?" she demanded, a growl in her voice.
"Same thing we do at home," said Pandora airily, "Arguing."
Prue and Phoebe ignored Piper and Pandora as they continued arguing, leaving Piper and Pandora to trade looks of mutual exasperation.
"What! Did you go to the tracks, play the market, what?" demanded Prue snappishly.
"The lottery," was all Phoebe simply said.
"Phoebe!" shouted Piper and Pandora; finally Prue and Phoebe paid them attention as they both looked at the two sisters.
"What did you want me to do? Ignore the premonition?" she asked sardonically, "Not help a needy family. That's what we're supposed to do, right?"
"No! We are not supposed to use our powers for our own personal gain. That's what it said in the Book of Shadows," argued Prue vehemently.
"Not so loud," hissed Piper, looking around at the busy kitchen full of workers.
"You said we needed money, right? Money that we won't have to take from Pan! Well I'm getting some," snapped Phoebe.
"Pheebs," said Pandora softly, knowing her sister, shouting wouldn't work with her, it would only make her even more defensive, "We get money the decent way, the honorable way. You said you helped a needy family, well that was good … but using your powers to help yourself in such a way, it's a big no-no."
Prue and Piper looked glad that Pandora was on their side this time, and that she may have persuaded Phoebe with her rational words; before anyone could say anything else however, the kitchen door swung open and Andy – out of all people, entered, making a beeline towards Prue.
"Prue," Andy called out, bumping into a guy holding a tower of plates.
"Watch it!" growled Piper, and unintentionally she froze the whole room, managing to freeze the plates before they smashed on the ground. "No, no, no, no, no, not again," she whined pleadingly.
Prue swiveled angrily to face Phoebe, "Now, look what you've done!"
"This is my fault?!" bellowed Phoebe in disbelief.
"You guys aren't freezing?" breathed out Piper in confusion and relief.
"I guess it doesn't work on witches," perked up Pandora, "How long does this last, Piper?"
"I don't know, not for long," said Piper worriedly.
Prue made her way outside the kitchen and gasped, seeing that no one froze from the outside, yelling back at them she said "Uh, it doesn't work out there either." She noticed that Andy's partner was making his way towards them, and shrieked, "Oh, God, Andy's partner just came in and he's headed this way."
"O-kayy, now we can start to panic," blurted out Pandora anxiously. Piper glared at her.
"Prue, go distract him!" said Phoebe, making shooing motions with her hands.
Prue headed outside, and Pandora hoped that she would be able to distract him until the whole kitchen unfroze. However, just as Andy's partner opened the door, everyone unfroze and the plates came crashing down onto the floor and broke.
"I really think we should …" Andy looked bewildered, turning around, he saw Morris there with Prue behind him, "Talk. What are you doing here? I thought I had five minutes."
"Yeah, I gave you ten," Morris stressed out, tapping his watch.
"Guys, you know, we're pretty busy in here," Piper chastised them.
"Uh, I'll call you later, I promise," said Prue, her eyes looking at Andy earnestly.
"Okay," said Andy, sounding confused still.
"Bye!" sang Phoebe and Pandora in unison.
As they left, Piper growled and said, "I hate being a witch!"
***P4***
Lucius and Severus had just finished teaching Draco a new repertoire of spells for Defense Against the Dark Arts since they weren't getting any good professors at Hogwarts. They made their way over to the terrace to see Narcissa pouring tea into a cup, her eyes staring at the door of the Halliwell manor that had just closed.
"Mother, what did we miss?" asked an excited Draco, taking a seat next to his mother.
Severus watched in amusement as Lucius moaned, massaging his temples, but he didn't say a word; instead he obediently took a seat and poured himself some tea.
"Oh, nothing Draco. Piper got back to the manor a while ago, and Pandora just arrived. By the looks of it she's making her way up to the attic where her sister currently is," answered Narcissa, throwing a sly look over to her husband, who straightened up in his seat and rolled his eyes, taking a sip of tea.
"Hey, what are you doing?" they heard Pandora's bubbly voice.
"Reading. Thinking," Piper sounded distracted, lost in thoughts.
"The poor dear, something must be bothering her," said Narcissa, her maternal instincts showing. Lucius looked at his wife in bewilderment, but otherwise, he wisely didn't say anything.
"About what?" asked Pandora sounding concerned.
"About how totally screwed up we are now that we're witches," said Piper sadly.
"Oh, that," they heard Pandora mumble.
"You don't understand, you don't think we are," huffed Piper, "You're never afraid of anything … you or Phoebe. I envy that about you two, I always have."
"Yeah, well, don't because it always got me and Pheebs into a lot of trouble sometimes," scoffed Pandora, making Narcissa and Draco laugh. They heard her voice turn concerned as she said, "Piper, talk to me."
There was silence for a while on the other end, before Piper's voice sounded out, "I don't know; it's like our whole lives have been like everybody else. Rushing off to work, going out in bad dates, buying shoes and suddenly, we wake up one day and everything is different. We're witches now. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."
"Their mother should be there helping them," said a disapproving Narcissa; Severus was the only one to notice Lucius flinch at that.
"Are you kidding me? It's a great thing!" said Pandora sounding chipper. "Once we learn how to control our powers in a crowded area, things will get better Piper."
"You don't know that," rebutted Piper. "We don't know anything about these powers. Why we have them, what they mean, where they come from, I mean," Piper sounded unsure, "how do we know it's not … how do we know it's not from evil?"
"Piper, we've been through this; we're good witches," said Pandora sounding exasperated.
"What about Jeremy," Piper snapped suddenly, and all four eavesdroppers felt the mood drop at the warlock's name. "What about all the other warlocks he said would be coming after us. How do we know we're not like them? That is what scares me. We don't know. I just wanna be normal again. As messed up as that was. Is that too much to ask for?" she sounded so desperate, sad and afraid.
Lucius felt nervous at the reminder of Jeremy saying that more evil would be after them, and he avoided eye contact with anyone, his eyes boring into his lukewarm tea.
They heard rustling on the other end; it sounded like Pandora was hugging Piper.
"Piper, listen to me. You are the most sweetest, most caring person I've ever met, and believe me with my career, I've met a lot of people. You're always there to help anybody, even strangers. You've been doing it your whole life. So there's no way you've been given this," she paused, searching for the correct word from the sound of it, "this gift if it wasn't to do good things with it. To protect the innocent just like the Book of Shadows said. Besides, if anyone is concerned of being bad, it's me right?"
They heard Piper laugh out loud, and Narcissa looked deeply amused.
"Or Pheebs, oh god, she's worse than me, so you've nothing to be worried about," continued Pandora over Piper's laughter.
"Where is Phoebe anyways?" they heard Piper ask after she finished laughing, sounding more cheerful than before.
"She's having her pictures taken by Stefan today, so I called my make-up artist and hairstylist for her. She's with them now," explained Pandora.
They heard them walking down the stairs, when Piper suddenly asked, "You don't like him do you? Stefan?"
Pandora hummed, "It's not that I don't like him …. He'd always bug my agency and my PR for some time alone with me for a photo shoot; but I always got better offers than him … I can't just accept any job offer now can I?" she sounded amused and indignant towards the end.
"Hmm, at least she doesn't flaunt her fame like others," sneered Severus.
"Others, meaning Potter," Lucius stated, sounding amused. Severus merely grunted in acquiescence.
***P4***
Pandora just finished another lap around the neighborhood when she saw Prue parking her car. She jogged faster up to Prue, noticing from her peripheral that the new neighbors sat by their terrace.
"Prue," she called out.
Turning around, Prue beamed at her baby sister and said, "I have news to share with you, Piper and Phoebe."
Opening the door, Pandora said, "Pheebs isn't home, she has a photo shoot with Stefan remember?"
"Piper? Guess what?" Prue called out.
But, to Prue and Pandora's shock, an old frail woman, with her shoulders hunched and many wrinkles on her face, appeared into the foyer and said, "What?"
"Um… is this some sort of a gag?" asked Pandora unsurely, looking around the manor for Piper while Prue traded an unsure look.
"Oh, Prue, Pandora, thank god you're home," Piper breathed out in relief as she walked into the foyer holding a bowl in her hands.
"Yeah, who, uh …" trailed off Prue, pointing at the old woman, the question in her eyes.
Piper ignored them for a while, giving the bowl to the old woman, she said in a soft, kind voice, "Here you go, Britney. Why don't you go sit down at the table?" the old woman – Britney? nodded and Piper smiles encouragingly, "There you go."
"Um, sorry, Britney?" asked a confused Prue.
"Yeah, uh Piper, when I spoke with you earlier in the attic, I didn't mean for you to turn the manor into a retirement home," said Pandora, scratching the back of her neck, sounding unsure at the lengths Piper would go.
"What talk?" asked Prue.
Piper scoffed, shaking her head rapidly she said, "Don't be ridiculous Pan! You're not going to believe this. I'm not sure I do! I think … no I know, this woman is Britney Reynolds."
There was a stunned silence for a moment, before Prue scoffed and sarcastically said, "Yeah right, Piper, and I'm Rosey O'Donnell."
Pandora snorted, "No you're not," she teased, "I was in the Rosey O'Donnell show two years ago, and you look nothing like her."
"Knock it off you two! I mean it. Look, Britney has a tattoo right?" asked an annoyed Piper, her eyes flickering over to her two joking sisters.
"Yeah, an angel on her right hand, how can I forget," said Pandora; her and Prue zero in on the old woman's right hand and upon noticing the tattoo, they both gasp in unison.
"That can't be," gasped Prue, standing in trance-like shock. Pandora just stood there speechless, her eyes never leaving the tattoo.
"That's what I thought at first, but then I started asking her some questions. Things only Britney would know. She may be senile but it was enough to convince me," explained Piper.
***P4***
The Malfoys and Severus Snape sat gaping, staring at the manor, their tea all but forgotten.
"There is no magic that can turn someone into their older state," breathes out Severus.
"No there isn't," Lucius grimaced.
"Shhh, they're heading up to the attic!" said a frantic Narcissa.
All four of them began listening as the three sisters walked over to the Book of Shadows.
"I saw something in the Book of Shadows," said Piper followed by the sound of riffling pages. As the sound stopped, Piper spoke again, "Okay, look, see? Javna feeds one week out of every year, stealing the life force from the young."
Prue continued, "By evoking the black magic power, the evil eye to sustain youth."
"It's gotta be what is happening to Britney," Pandora stated, sounding deeply disturbed.
"That's preposterous," snapped Lucius.
"You said the same thing about Warlock Jeremy, father," piped up Draco; he looked horrified with what he had just heard.
"I've never heard of a Javna before," said Severus, as Prue began speaking again.
"Yeah, but there must be some kind of incantation to reverse it."
"There is," said Piper, "The hand of Fatima. It says that the Prophet Mohammad centuries ago, to banish Javna back to wherever the hell he came from."
"Yeah well, here's a problem," snapped Pandora sounding highly sarcastic, "We don't know who Javna is, let alone where he is."
Suddenly, a sound of gasping came through before a body falling onto the ground, and the Malfoys and Severus could hear the three sisters run down the stairs to check on Britney.
"Britney? Oh my god, what happened?" gasped out Piper, and they could all hear the worried tone in her voice.
"Britney, are you all right?" asked Pandora softly, just as they hear Piper say that she was going to call 911.
"911?" asked Draco, his face scrunched up in confusion.
"Hospital Draco," answered Severus, his ears straining to hear what would happen next.
"And tell them what? That she's dying of old age at 25?" said Prue in a voice laced with sarcasm and Draco couldn't help but snigger, despite the situation, that is, until he heard Prue say in a worried voice, "What is it?"
"It's a cocktail napkin from my restaurant with Stefan's address on the back," answered Piper.
Then they all heard the old woman's voice reverberate around the terrace, her voice raspy and frightened as she said, "Javna."
"Oh my god! You guys, that's where Phoebe went," screeched Pandora. "Javna is Stefan!"
"Merlin, you have got to be kidding me!" breathed out Narcissa, her hands cupped over her mouth in shock.
They began listening in as the sisters started arguing over whose car to take; at the end they decided that even though they needed to reach on time and by taking Pandora's car and her speeding they'd reach faster, they didn't have space to fit all of them.
The Malfoys and Severus watched as the three sisters quickly ran over to Piper's jeep and sped down the lane to make it on time before Phoebe's photo shoot.
"I hope nothing happens to them," said Narcissa frantically, getting up from the terrace to rest in her bed for a while.
Lucius sat there staring at the Halliwell manor, trying as best as he could to squash down all feeling of worriment from him.
***P4***
Piper pulled up her car as they finally reached Stefan's address and upon seeing the van Phoebe was driving they ran over to it.
"Do you see anything?" asked Prue anxiously.
"No, Prue-"began Piper in a worried voice, but Pandora interrupted harshly.
"We'll find her!"
"Maybe we should call the police," said Piper hesitantly.
"Piper! We can't just call the police! If Javna has her then we're the only ones that can stop him," snapped Pandora.
"But we need Phoebe to do it. The incantation only works with the four of us," said Piper agitatedly.
A horrifying piercing scream drifted over to them from inside the cabin making their blood freeze, and they quickly ran inside, following the sound of Phoebe's terrified screams.
Prue, Piper and Pandora barge inside to see Phoebe tied up on a bed, and a bright light coming out of Javna's eyes directly into Phoebe's. Prue used her power, throwing Javna across the room, his body hitting the wall hard.
Piper and Pandora rushed over to untie Phoebe, as Javna directed the light into Prue's eyes.
"Phoebe, we don't have enough time okay?" whispered Piper hastily.
Phoebe noticed a mirror and yelled out, "Prue, grab the mirror!"
Prue grabbed the mirror Phoebe spoke of and placed it in front of her face, reflecting the red beam of light backwards into Javna's eyes.
Pandora grabbed the paper she wrote the spell in and beckoned her sisters over to her as they began chanting out in unison, "Evil eyes look unto thee, may they soon extinguished be, bed they will to the power of four, eye of earth, evil and accursed."
They repeated the spell again one more time, watching as Javna turned into a skeleton, and then dissolved into dust before disappearing completely,
After a few minutes of silence, Pandora said, "I am so giving my agency a raise; I cannot believe I could have been one of Javna's victims!"
Despite the current situation, Prue, Piper and Phoebe all laugh.
"Come on, let us get out of here," said Prue once she was done laughing.
"You have to admit," said Phoebe as they walked towards Phoebe's jeep, "That was very cool."
The four of them freeze when they see that the police are there, and Andy rushed over to them, "Prue? What are you doing here?"
"Well, we were just trying to get the van started," lied Prue, coming up with an excuse out of thin air, garnering a slightly impressed look from Pandora.
"Yeah, Phoebe called, she was having car troubles," Piper added.
"We didn't fit in my car," shrugged Pandora, earning two eye rolls from Prue and Piper.
"Stefan was going to take some pictures of me," explained Phoebe.
"Do you have any idea how lucky you are? This guy's a stalker," said Andy torn between incredulous and relief.
"You know!" piped up Pandora, sounding indignant and pissed off, "He kept hounding my agent and my PR to take pictures of me!"
Andy looked deeply disturbed now, but before he could say anything to Pandora's statement, Morris walked over and said, "No sign of him inside. His car is here so he might still be around."
Smiling, Andy said, "Excuse me." He then went over to the van, reached in and turned the key, starting the car on.
"Hey, how about that, you fixed it!" said Piper sounding amazed, though Pandora could hear the nervous tremors in her voice.
"How about that," Andy repeated, his eyes showing his disbelief.
"Maybe we should go," said Phoebe.
"Yeah, Pandora if you can … if Stefan calls to take your picture-"Andy began to say, but Pandora interrupted him with a smile and said, "You'll be the first to know," she winked at him before following Piper and Phoebe over to the jeep.
***P4***
Prue, Piper and Pandora are sitting in Quake when Phoebe walked in.
After a small discussion with a young redhead, she sat by her sisters.
"Do you know her?" asked Piper.
"I almost was that girl. She was one of Stefan's victims. Obviously, she doesn't remember," explained Phoebe.
"Lucky her," said Prue.
"And me!" said an indignant Pandora, still looking peeved that she could have been a victim of his.
"Yup, and lucky me, I learned my lesson. I have got to be more careful," said Phoebe solemnly, making her three sisters gape at her.
"Excuse me, did I just hear it?" Prue looked around at Piper and Pandora, "Did she actually just admit to doing something wrong?"
"That's what I heard," nodded Piper.
"Huh, must be the season of miracles," snorted Pandora.
"Ha-ha! You three are hilarious!" said Phoebe sarcastically. "Frame it. It won't happen again."
"At least we helped those people. I mean, it's nice we know our powers really are good," said Piper looking relieved, pointedly ignoring Pandora's smug look.
"Yeah, good for everything but love lives unfortunately. Although I must admit they do come in handy once in a while," said Prue.
"Uh huh. Hypocrite!" said Pandora dryly.
The TV screen suddenly blared the lottery numbers, and Phoebe squealed, "The winning numbers. I've won!" She hastened to get the lottery ticket from her purse ignoring the disapproving look Prue was giving her.
Placing the ticket on the table, all four sisters watch as the numbers disappear from the paper.
"See, I told you," said Prue looking extremely smug, "You can't use your powers for your own personal gain, remember?"
"It's a good thing you didn't take the tag off the Armani dress," Pandora laughed.
"Oh well, at least the old couple didn't lose their home," shrugged Phoebe, looking at the good side of the whole lottery-premonition situation.
Picking up her glass, Piper announced, "A toast to the power of four! Whether we like it or not."
Prue, Phoebe and Pandora lift up their glass and chorused, "To the power of four!"
***P4***
"So, the girls made it out unharmed," Severus stated to Lucius the next day during breakfast.
"Yes, Narcissa informed me that she had the Sockey wait for them to return from the terrace and inform her immediately," said Lucius, rolling his eyes.
"Narcissa cares for them Lucius," Severus informed his stubborn old friend patiently.
"Yes I noticed, but why?!" snapped Lucius.
"You really don't know," when Lucius shook his head, Severus inhaled a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose. "You are so clueless."
"Will you just tell me," growled Lucius snappishly.
"No, I don't think I will," drawled Severus. "This is for you to solve on your own."
Lucius glared at his old friend, changing the subject he said, "What about Dumbledore? Will you inform him about all this Wiccan business?"
"Yes, I think it wise to tell him, however I have my orders to stay here for a few more days, so when I leave for Hogwarts I'll inform him," Severus stated.
