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Chapter 5:

Narcissa Malfoy sat on the terrace having breakfast with Severus waiting for her husband and son to join them. She lifted the teacup to sip on the soothing warm liquid when a familiar car parked on the Halliwells driveway and she couldn't help but squeal in a very unlady-like manner.

"Narcissa what on earth is the matter?" Severus raised an eyebrow at his friend. Ever since the Malfoys had moved into this muggle neighborhood, Narcissa had changed drastically.

"Oh, Severus. Look who has arrived. The detective, Andy." Severus stared disbelievingly at her as Lucius and Draco arrived and got started on their breakfast.

Lucius merely rolled his eyes and shook his head at his old friend to leave her alone.

"Mother-"Narcissa waved her hand for her son to be silent. "Prue just came out of the house, shhhh. I want to hear what they are to say." Ignoring the gaping males around her, Narcissa watched the two as their conversation reverberated around them through her nifty charm.

"Andy, hi," Prue smiled. Andy flashed a wide smile, showing off pearly white teeth, "I was nowhere near the neighborhood, thought I'd stop by."

Prue laughed as she closed the door and stepped over to Andy, "Honest man, I like that. So, um, I had a great time last night."

"Yeah, me too. But I forgot to give you something very important," Narcissa leaned forward slightly to see Andy take out a square box from his coat pocket. "Happy birthday."

"Oh my, it's her birthday! How wonderful," Narcissa beamed.

"Yes, wonderful," Severus drawled out.

"But it's not my birthday until next week," Prue frowned at him but accepted the box with a smile.

"Consider this a preview," Andy grinned at her and watched as Prue opened the box and held out a key.

"A key?" Prue raised an eyebrow at him.

"How romantic," scoffed Draco.

"Oh, hush you. I'm sure it is," Narcissa beamed, just as Andy's voice boomed over them, "To the Calistoga Spa. We leave Friday night after work. Don't worry, I got us adjoining rooms," his voice assured her.

"Adjoining rooms?"

"Well, I wouldn't want to assume something I'm not supposed to be assuming. Although, it has been over a month since we … " Andy's voice trailed off before continuing, "Then decided to take it slow, but no pressure. I just want to be with you, away; together. Think about it."

"You see Draco. It is romantic. Maybe you could take a few pointers from him for the future," Narcissa smiled.

Lucius scoffed, "My son will not be taking pointers from a muggle."

Narcissa watched silently as Andy drove away before piercing her husband with a glare, "Muggle or not, he is still a man and there is no shame in learning from others, Lucius!"

"Cissa!" Lucius looked scandalized.

"Don't Cissa me, now hush. Pandora has just woken up and I want to hear what is going on in the house," snapped Narcissa.

***P4***

"Morning sisters," Pandora yawned, walking into the kitchen in search for coffee. She noticed there was tension between Piper and Phoebe and eyed them, "What's going on?"

"Phoebe forgot to send out the invitations for Prue's birthday party for Friday last week, apparently she forgot!" Piper snapped, glaring daggers at said younger sister.

"It was an innocent mistake!" groaned Phoebe. "The restaurant is reserved already, the menu selected and the cake has been ordered."

"And there are no guests to enjoy them," snorted Pandora. She looked at Piper, "We'll send them now. We still have time."

"Fine!" Piper looked at Phoebe, "Did you get Prue a gift at least? Or are you going with your traditional gift again this year?"

"What's my traditional gift?" asked a bemused Phoebe.

Pandora snorted, "A card … three days late." Phoebe stared at her two sisters, unamused, "Yeah, well, I decided to break that tradition and start a new one," she said cheerfully.

"You brought Prue a gift?" Piper gaped at Phoebe, looking a tad bit surprised.

Pandora stared suspiciously at Phoebe and said, "Where'd you get the money to pay for it?"

But before Phoebe could answer, Prue walked into kitchen in a good mood, "Morning."

"Morning," said Phoebe brightly, "Hey, I forgot to ask; how was your date with Andy?"

"Great, until he asked me to spend my birthday at a spa with him," Prue informed them blankly.

Piper stared wide-eyed and began stuttering nervously, "For this weekend? You didn't say yes, did you?"

"Well, my body did … screamed it actually," Prue shook her head with a fond smile on her face, "But I don't know, I just have to think about it."

"A weekend of rest, rubdowns and room service. What's to think about?" Pandora squealed. Piper banged her notebook on the table hard, reminding Pandora about the supposed-birthday party they were planning for her. "But, don't forget that it is an important milestone to go away with a guy. Are you ready for the leap?"

"Yeah, I mean, it's like bringing them home to meet the parents. It changes everything. And if you're not sure if you're ready to make a big commitment or not, you know you don't wanna send the wrong signal," Piper blurted out nervously, staring at Phoebe to add a convincing comment.

Pandora shook her head in amusement; really, Piper was a horrible actress. Prue is definitely gonna be suspicious now if she wasn't already before.

Phoebe cleared her throat and put on a convincing face after Piper had pinched her, "Plus, you need a week to prepare for a weekend away. I mean, there's lingerie shopping, waxing, manicure, and pedicure. I mean," Phoebe let out a laugh, "It's basically a full time job, ask Pandora. And you've already got one. So you'll never be ready, not even if you started packing this second."

"Wow," Piper gaped at Phoebe, and Pandora smothered her laughter into her coffee mug.

"Bottom line, unless you're ready to put your toothbrush next to his, you shouldn't," Phoebe looked victorious at the speech she made and gave herself a mental pat on the shoulder.

Prue switched her gaze over to each of her three sisters in suspicion, "You guys aren't trying to plan another surprise party for me, are you?"

"No, never," squeaked Piper. Pandora rolled her eyes and placed her mug on the table. This needed an expert's touch Piper practically just squealed the truth.

"Prue sweetie, we've already given up on surprising you with parties. We're just acting like concerned sisters should be … I mean, wouldn't you give us the same speech if we were in your place? Especially now that we're witches?" Pandora fixed her eldest sister with a solemn look.

"Huh, yeah, you do have a point," Prue nodded, "Well then, I'm off to work. Bye."

After Prue left the room, Piper smacked Phoebe with her notebook, "Damn it Phoebe. If you had just sent Andy his invitation we wouldn't be in this mess."

Phoebe stared at her sister in disbelief, "What are you talking about? You heard Prue, she doesn't want a party. So you should be glad that I flaked, besides, you know as well as I do, she's gonna go away with Andy. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a present to pay for. Which means I have a job interview." And with that she left the room.

"Job interview?" Pandora frowned after her sister's retreating back, before shrugging and leaving Piper in the kitchen for her morning jog.

***P4***

"So, did you speak to Dumbledore about the Halliwells?" Lucius asked Severus, while Narcissa and Draco listened in on Piper talking on the phone with Prue and Pandora had run off on her morning jog.

"Yes, and he was quite curious about them. Very interested in fact. He said he'll try and make it in a week or two as he is quite busy with the Order and protecting his precious Potter at his relatives," said Severus casually.

"Am I allowed to invite Blaise over at least father? I am getting quite bored," Draco whined. Lucius rolled his eyes.

"Yes, yes. Maybe next week, but you must be sure he is trustworthy Draco and that he won't blab about the Halliwells to anyone," Lucius warned his son, knowing that if he refused his son, then he would continue to whine like a petulant child.

"No don't worry. He won't say a word. He isn't much for gossip," Draco assured his father, giddy that he won't have to suffer in a muggle neighborhood without any friends. He was always used to Theo and Blaise coming over to the manor, especially Blaise since his mother wasn't exactly around much.

"It would be delightful to have Blaise come over sweetheart. There is a spare room in the house after all, and we could always add another," Narcissa smiled. "Oh dear, Piper doesn't seem so thrilled."

The four of them watched as Piper barged out of the house with a newspaper clipping in her hand just as Pandora rounded back over to the house from her jog.

"What's up Piper?" asked Pandora, slightly out of breath.

"What's up? What's up? I'll tell you what's up. Look at this," Piper snarled nervously as she handed the paper over to Pandora who took it with a puzzling look.

"Okay … I already have a job Piper, I don't need to look into another one."

"No! Look at what Phoebe circled in black marker," snapped Piper. Pandora's eyes widened as she saw what Piper was talking about and hissed, "She didn't?!"

"Oh, she did alright. Psychic Wanted. Phoebe took a job as a hotel psychic! I'm going over there to yell at her. You want to come?" asked Piper.

"Yeah, let me just take a quick shower and get dressed. We're taking my car," Pandora yelled out as she entered the manor.

"Psychic Wanted?" Narcissa tittered. "Oh, that Phoebe is hilarious."

"Indeed," drawled Lucius with an eye roll.

***P4***

Pandora gave her car over to the valet and the two sisters marched into the hotel lobby looking for Phoebe.

Pandora suddenly couldn't contain her sniggers as she found Phoebe dressed in a ridiculous pink frilly costume. Piper growled and grabbed Pandora's wrist, dragging her over to Phoebe who looked surprised to see them.

"What the heck are you wearing?" Pandora snorted, bursting out in large fits of laughter.

"Ha-hah. I had to wear it, its part of my gig," said Phoebe blandly. "I am so busted, aren't I?"

"Are you out of your mind? Again?!" Piper blew up, staring at her sister in disbelief.

"No, I am the Amazing Phoebe," Phoebe beamed at her. Pandora choked slightly, "I'm sorry … what? The Amazing Phoebe? They couldn't come up with something a tab more creative?"

"This is not funny, Pan! Our powers are supposed to be a secret, not a marketable job skill," snapped Piper exasperatedly.

"Relax," said Phoebe soothingly. "They didn't hire me because they think I'm a witch, they hired me because they think I'm a psychic."

"Yeah, and that's so different. Hair splitting huh," said Pandora sarcastically, crossing her arms. "Pheebs, we spoke about this a ton of times already. You cannot use your powers for personal gain, not without consequences."

Phoebe adamantly shook her head, "No, but it's for Prue, it's not for me, it's to pay for her present, it's completely selfless. Besides, this is the last place anyone would expect to find a real psychic, believe me."

Piper and Pandora exchanged exasperated looks, when some Asian guy who looked to be in his early twenties walked over to them, interrupting their argument.

"Which one of you is the psychic?" he sounded desperate. Piper rolled her eyes and pointed at Phoebe, "She is."

Phoebe beamed and waved at him, "Oh, I am."

"You can see me? All three of you?" said the man excitedly.

Pandora gave him a weird look, "Of course we can see you. Dude, it's a bit early to be drinking don't ya think?"

"No, no, I'm not drunk. I've been trying to communicate with every psychic in the city. You were my last chance," the man said looking at Phoebe.

The manager walked over to them, "Phoebe, what are you doing? You've got customers waiting … oh, Ms. Pandora Halliwell, are you staying in our hotel?" he beamed looking hopeful.

"Yeah, uh, no. Rain check," and with that, Pandora grabbed Piper's wrist and walked outside to the valet; the Asian man followed behind them yelling frantically, "Wait, I need your help!"

"Yeah buddy, well talk to the psychic," Piper growled out, nudging Pandora who was snorting. "What it's kind of hilarious."

"Please, I'm begging you, I was murdered last night, I can prove it," the Asian man continued.

"Woah, seriously dude. Are you some crazy fan trying to make it in the acting business?" Pandora raised her eyebrow at him.

"What? No! Please, I can prove it. All you have to do is come with me to Chinatown and see for yourself."

"All right that's it. Back off and Pandora, stop encouraging the crazy man. Stop harassing us buddy or I'll call the police," Piper snapped as the valet brought over Pandora's car.

A bike rode straight ahead, and Piper and Pandora gaped at the apparently NOT crazy man, as they witnessed the bike drive right through him. He looked exhausted as he stared at the sister's gaping faces and said, "Now, do you believe me?"

"Holy shit dude! What the effing hell was that?" Pandora blurted.

"Oh my god, we can see you, but nobody else can," Piper gasped.

"I'm dead. I'm a ghost," the man said in a defeated tone.

"That shit doesn't happen every day," Pandora shook her head, still staring at the dude in a trance.

***P4***

Pandora sped over to Chinatown like a crazy person. Piper and her were going body-searching … how gruesome and not something she ever expected to do in her life. Ever!

"Thanks for helping me," the man who they know knew to be Mark, said kindly.

"You wouldn't stop harassing us buddy. We didn't exactly have a choice," Pandora snorted good-naturedly.

"Please, I don't have much time. Somebody has to find my body before it's too late," said Mark desperately.

"Too late for what?" asked Piper curiously.

"It's a Chinese myth. At least, I always thought it was a myth. It's called Thowhoi, when the gates of hell open. We're almost there."

"The gates of hell? Cryptic much?" Pandora looked at Mark for an explanation.

"If the gatekeeper, Yama, catches my soul before my body's properly buried, he'll take me to hell forever," explained Mark.

"How depressing," Pandora snorted.

"Pandora!" Piper scowled at her sternly before looking over at Mark, "But you said you were murdered, how can …"

"Yama doesn't care about good or evil. He just wants souls. I should've listened to my mother," Mark sighed to himself, and Pandora felt bad for him.

Piper and Pandora gasped and jumpde back when they saw a burnt and charred black body in an alleyway.

"Is that you?" Piper asked, just as some figure appeared on a horse, galloping straight over to Mark's ghost form.

"Yama!" Mark yelled in fear.

"Yama? Run!" shouted Pandora, trying to shield Marks's body with hers. Piper quickly raised both hands and froze Yama mid-gallop causing Mark to stare at Piper in awe and surprise.

"We're good witches remember?" Piper laughed nervously.

"But how?" Mark looked at her in awe.

"Eh, cliff notes version, she panics and raises her hands and bad things tend to freeze," said Pandora causally.

"Yeah, but not for very long. Let's go!" Piper yelled.

***P4***

"Who is that man with the girls?" asked Narcissa curiously as Piper and Pandora opened the front door with an Asian man hot on their heels.

"How would we know Narcissa," drawled Severus.

Phoebe's voice sounded out, "Prue, you can't do this. Piper is going to be crushed."

"I don't understand who wouldn't want a birthday party," scoffed Draco with an eye roll as Piper and Pandora's footsteps echoed and Piper asked, "I'm going to be crushed?"

"The surprise party is off!" Prue growled as they heard a door wildly open.

"What party?" asked Piper in what sounded to be an innocent tone.

"Cissa, I think it is enough for today," said Lucius.

"Oh, Lucius aren't you the least bit curious as to who that man is that came in with the girls?" said Narcissa in sugar-coated tones. Lucius harrumphed, knowing that Narcissa was right, and not wanting her to be.

An unfamiliar male's voice rang out, "Piper, Pandora, where did you say today's paper was?"

"Hey, I'm practically naked here," yelled a scandalized Prue.

"Oops, sorry," the man gulped.

"What's the drunk from the hotel doing here?" Phoebe shouted curiously.

"What drunk from what hotel? Did they just pick up some random stranger from a hotel?" snarled Lucius through gritted teeth, not noticing the three amused looks directed at him due to his comment and his anger.

"My name's Mark and I'm not a drunk!"

"He's a ghost," said Piper bluntly.

"A ghost? Finally something we are familiar with," Severus looked curious now.

"Excuse me, a what?" blurted Prue disbelievingly.

"A ghost," Pandora stressed. "He was murdered and he obviously needs our help. Why else would we be able to see him?"

"All magicals can see ghosts," scoffed Draco.

"Yes, but they are Wiccan witches. The rules must apply differently for them," Lucius mused out.

"Of all days to be a dead man," the ghost murmured.

"You sure this guy is really a ghost?" Phoebe sounded skeptical. They then heard a thud and then Pandora say, "Positive." They guessed that she had thrown something through him.

"You know, he looks human. Not like the ghosts at Hogwarts," Narcissa looked thoughtful.

"That is correct, Narcissa. Usually ghosts are transparent with a pearly sheen, not solid-looking," Severus nodded, "Another topic to discuss with Dumbledore."

***P4***

Prue, Piper, Phoebe and Pandora sat in the kitchen, discussing about their newest guest, the friendly ghost.

"So how do we know this guy doesn't really belong in hell?" asked Phoebe, looking at Piper and Pandora.

"Because we can see him! He's one of the innocents we have to protect," said Piper in an obvious tone.

"Protect from what? He's dead!" Prue blurted out adamantly.

"Seriously you two; all we have to do is get Mark's family to give him a proper burial and then he can move on to wherever it is he moves on to," said Pandora exasperatedly. "No muss, no fuss."

The sisters jumped as the phone rang and Phoebe hastened to answer it.

"Okay, so call the police and let them know where the body is," said Prue.

"We already did," Pandora nodded pointing at herself and Piper, "We're just giving them a little time to notify Mark's mom before any of us goes and talks to her."

"Talk to her," snapped Prue in disbelief, "And tell her what? That you're a witch in touch with the ghost of her dead son?"

Phoebe hung up the phone and went over to them, "That was my new boss calling, I gotta run."

"So, Prue, wanna tell us why you decided not to go with Andy on Friday?" asked Pandora as Phoebe left for work.

"Actually, I decided to go, until I went to tell him and found him having dinner with his ex-wife," snapped Prue angrily.

"His what?" Piper looked shocked.

"Andy was married?" Pandora gasped.

"Yeah. I mean, you would think that he remembered to reveal that little fact before we jumped in the sack!" growled Prue.

"Well, what did he say? Why didn't he tell you?" asked Piper.

Prue shook her head, "I don't know. I didn't really hang around long enough to ask."

Suddenly, Mark's head popped through the door, "How's it going in there? Sorry," he apologized as Prue, Piper and Pandora jumped.

"Don't these guys knock?" Prue asked the air rhetorically.

"Hey Casper, the sisters are talking here," Pandora snorted.

***P4***

The next day, the Malfoys and Severus were listening in to the Halliwells as usual. They heard Pandora walk in on Prue and Phoebe who sounded to be scrubbing a table or maybe the sink.

"Woah, men trouble you two … Phoebe, you never clean. Ok, what is going on?"

Phoebe sighed, "I had a premonition, a really bad one too. I saw a guy getting run over by a pink Cadillac."

Pandora snorted, "I'm sorry. Did you just say a pink Cadillac?"

"I know it sounds ridiculous but it's true. I saw it and I don't know what to do about it."

"Hmm, the premonitions must be horrible when you see something bad. The poor girl," said Narcissa sympathetically.

"Did you warn him?" asked Prue.

"I tried!" Phoebe snapped. "He thought I was out of my mind, thought I was stalking him or something. I mean, how do you tell a complete stranger that you know they're gonna die?"

"That would be pleasant. Hello, how are you, you're going to die soon by a pink car," scoffed Draco in an amused tone.

"Pheebs, you have to save him. You can't let him out of your sight," said Pandora sounding solemn.

"Don't worry. I waited until he went back to sleep and then I broke a key of his door to lock him in. He's safe 'til the morning."

Pandora snorted, "You actually locked him in his own room. You crazy psychic."

They then heard Piper and the ghost walk in stating that they found his body and turned on the television. The Malfoys and Severus listened in as the reporter said, "Although the police report that the body was burned beyond recognition, personal affects found at the scene preliminary identify him as Tony Wong, head of the Chinatown triad."

"Huh, that isn't him," drawled Lucius just as the ghost yelled, "That can't be, that's the guy who killed me!" They then heard Phoebe gasp loudly, "Wait, I see him. Wong, he's still alive."

"Of course he's still alive, that's me they found," shouted the ghost.

"I see a sign, uh, quick give me a pen," Phoebe spoke in rushed tones.

"I don't understand why Wong would wanna kill me. I never did anything to him," the ghost said in exasperation.

"It's obvious isn't it?" Pandora's voice sounded out. "Wong is trying to fake his own death, and you two look a lot alike."

"Smart girl," Severus hummed. Lucius felt his heart swell with pride.

"What does that mean?" asked Phoebe suddenly.

"Warhal imports. It's a warehouse over in Chinatown," said the ghost.

They watched as Piper and the ghost left to Chinatown and Narcissa looked worried, "Maybe the sisters should have stuck together, it's dangerous what she plans on doing."

"But cool," cheered Draco.

***P4***

"Prue, what are you doing?" asked Pandora, walking into Prue's room with Phoebe only to see her flicking through the channels.

"Just flicking through channels," Prue shrugged.

"You don't flick … you never flick," stated Phoebe.

"Well I flick now. Are you okay? Did you warn the guy?" asked Prue looking concerned.

Phoebe beamed proudly, "I did better than that. I saved that guy. And it was great. I knew doing it would be good for him but I had no idea what a rush it would be for me. I felt so good and not just about myself, but about everything. That even in my own little way I could make a difference. Can you believe it's me saying this?"

"What more can I say, it's been a week full of surprises," Prue smiled cheekily.

"You just don't have enough faith in yourself, Pheebs," scoffed Pandora but she smiled proudly at her sister all the same.

"Anyways speaking of surprises, what are you going to do about Andy?" asked Phoebe.

"I don't know. Andy kept something from me, but the truth is, I keep something from him every day. And it's not like I'll ever be able to tell him about our secret, so what's the point?" said Prue nonchalantly, yet her eyes looked sad.

"Okay, Prue, I'm sorry, but that's bullshit! We're the Charmed Ones, Prue, not the Doomed Ones. We have lives just like everyone else. Call him, go see him, do something. One day we'll be able to share our secret with a special someone," said Pandora.

"Give to get, that's the secret of life, not our powers," added Phoebe.

***P4***

"It seems Piper Halliwell has fallen in love with the ghost," Narcissa smiled through her shock as they listened to their romantic conversation.

"Where were you my whole life?" they heard the ghost say.

"Wait, who are those people?" snapped Lucius suddenly. They couldn't do anything but watch as two men broke into the front door followed by Piper screaming and the ghost shouting out, "No! Piper! Somebody help!"

"They're kidnapping her!" Severus stated in surprise as they watched the two men carry her outside and throw her into the back of the car and drive away.

"What's wrong? What happened?" came Prue's frantic voice.

"They took her. Wong's men took Piper," yelled Mark desperately.

"Do you know where they took her?" asked Pandora in rushed tones.

Phoebe yelled out, "I'm calling 911!"

"No, do it from the car, let's go. We've got to find her," snapped Prue.

The three sister witches and the ghost climbed into Piper's jeep and sped away down the same path Wong's men took.

"I don't like this mother," Draco looked worried for his half-sister.

"At least this isn't a warlock problem. It's a muggle problem," Severus tried looking at the positive side, "They may have guns, but the girls have magic on their side."

Lucius placed his thumb and index finger on the bridge of his nose and pinched it, exhaling a deep breath; that girl would be the death of him.

***P4***

Prue, Phoebe, Pandora and Mark climbed up the stairs of the warehouse where they knew Piper was taken to. A door opened and one of Wong's men walked out. Prue squinted her eyes using her power on him, making the guy fly over and land into a pile of boxes.

They barged into to the room Piper was in with Wong and some of his men and Prue used her powers again. Tony began shooting at them, but before the bullets could hit them, Pandora abruptly stuck a hand forward, letting out dome neon blue energy shield in front of herself and her sisters protectively. The bullets hit the shield, making it sizzle and spark like electricity at the impact and the bullets bounced away, hitting the wall.

Piper then froze Wong in his place while her hands where still tied and Phoebe and Pandora rushed over to untie her; just as they were done Tony unfroze and looks at them in fear.

"Who are you people?"

"Someone you shouldn't have messed with!" growled Pandora.

Prue then squinted at him, hitting him with her power and causing him to fall down the stairs. He got up quickly and ran outside where the police was waiting for him with their guns pointing at him.

Prue, Piper, Phoebe, Pandora and Mark rushed over to the balcony.

Andy yelled out to Wong with his gun raised, "Police! Freeze!"

Tony fired his gun at Andy making him shoot him and Tony dropped down on the pavement; dead.

"I've never seen anybody killed before," said Piper casually as they watched the scene.

"Uh, Jeremy," said Pandora in a duh tone.

"Javna," added Prue.

"I mean human," Piper hissed at them while rolling her eyes.

"Come on, let's get out of here before Andy sees us," Phoebe whispered.

"Yeah, it would be too much of a coincidence," stated Pandora, agreeing with Phoebe.

The four witches and one ghost ran down an alley when they heard footsteps behind them, only to see the ghost of Tony.

"Wong," Mark stated.

Tony looked bewildered as he looked at Mark, "But you're dead!"

"Yeah," Mark nodded, "So are you." At that moment, Yama appeared on his horse holding a spear and making his way towards them. Mark grabbed Tony, repeating the last words he told him before he killed him, "Make a wish, you bastard!" He then pushed Tony into Yama's spear, which sucked him up.

Yama began moving closer to Mark, and Piper instantly went to stand in front of him, "No, you can't take him. He's a good man, he doesn't belong with you."

Yama hesitated slightly before bowing his head and disappearing from their sight.

***P4***

"I hate funerals," hissed Pandora to her sisters. The four of them where dressed in black and stood at a corner at Mark's funeral watching as they buried him. His mother sat silently, tears falling down her face as Mark stood next to her.

"All those stories, all those legends you taught me, you saved my soul, mum. You were right." Mark gave his mother one last look before he went over to the four sisters. "Take it from me, Prue, don't miss your birthday. Not any of them, they're precious."

"I won't," Prue smiled sadly.

Mark then looked at Piper, "I wished."

"Me too," Piper replied weakly with a wet chuckle. Mark lifted a hand close to Piper's face and whispered, "I'm going to miss you, Piper."

Pandora nudged Phoebe, who stood beside her as she noticed an Asian man who looked to be around his fifties, appear, smiling over at them, "Who's that man?"

Mark smiled when he looked over at the man Pandora was referring to, "My dad." he looked at Piper, "I guess this really is goodbye."

Piper began sobbing, wiping tears from her eyes, as she watched Mark walk over to his father, and they both disappeared. "Leave it to me to fall for a dead guy."

"It's an improvement. At least he wasn't a warlock," Phoebe smirked, making her three sisters laugh.

"Hear, hear," cheered Pandora.

***P4***

"How does someone fall in love with a ghost in a day? A ghost!" scoffed Draco in disbelief.

"Love is a funny thing Draco. When you've experienced it, you will understand better," Narcissa smiled as she watched the four sisters walk into the manor after returning from the ghost's funeral.

"You know what? I've changed my mind. Maybe I should have a party after all," Prue said suddenly.

"Are you serious," squealed Phoebe happily.

"Yeah, why not. I mean, Mark is right," Prue shrugged.

"Right, he died on his birthday," Severus recalled from a conversation he heard between Piper and the ghost the other day.

"Well, Prue, we're glad you said that because…" Pandora trailed off as a loud bang came from their manor and many voices cheered out, "SURPRISE!"

"Did I getcha? I gotcha?" Piper sounded smug.

Prue laughed, "Yeah, you got me."

"And I got you an actual present too," they heard Phoebe say as the Malfoys and Severus left the terrace and went up to their room for a well-deserved sleep.

Lucius was beginning to get confused about the protective feelings he was getting, not only towards Pandora … but her three sisters as well … and he didn't like it at all.