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Strange Apparition tahnks for the review, can i repost in two different catagories or does it have to be one or another???

Bella MD thank you

any other review are welcome and appreicated, also any ideas on how to continue

"So you're an exchange student or something right? You sound American." This of course was Ginny, Harry still being slightly shocked that he was unknown.

"Yeah, I was born in San Francisco, went to Magic school and mortal school it was called Bayview High. My mom and aunts were kinda famous and we always had someone or something magical over so I learned a lot out of school too. Um, I don't use a wand though and that's why I didn't want to come here but my father insisted because, well, because my mom and aunts are dead so no one to live with."

"Why were they famous?" Harry wanted to know, there had to be a reason. He was surprised that the new kid had an even more famous background than he did.

"Have you ever heard of the Charmed Ones?" Harry shook his head but Ginny nodded.

"3 sister witches prophesied about since the Stone Age who would be the most powerful force of good until the Twice-Blessed was born and they would tip the balance of power toward good and yada yada blah blah."

"And they were your mom and aunts?"

"Yep, so that's why I was surprised that you didn't know who I was because being the son of a Charmed One makes you famous as well. I'm used to people staring as well, so this is a nice change."

"I can understand that." Harry muttered. He blushed when Chris raised a brow at him.

"Well, I'm kinda famous as well, when I was one," Harry wasn't used to having explain why he was famous, normally they were telling him. "This really really evil guy who called himself Voldemort wanted to kill me and my mom and dad sacrificed themselves to save me. So he couldn't because of this protection they gave me, mostly my mom. No one had ever been able to stop him before so I'm famous. Except," now Harry looked mad, "he has come back and there are a lot of people who don't believe me because that means more trouble than they want."

"I can understand that." Chris spoke now, they looked at him in surprise, "We have what we call the Source of All Evil and the next version of him has appeared. I saw him but no one and I mean no one believes me because the only people to stop one before were the Charmed Ones. They are dead as you now know so if there was one no one could stop him."

Ginny and Harry were both absorbing this information, when a thought struck Ginny. "What about the Twice-Blessed person you mentioned?"
Chris smirked with no humor "The Twice-Blessed is the Source."

"So there is no one?" Harry asked

Chris shook his head. "Man, the world is screwed, two evil bad asses to worry about."

Chris and Ginny at Harry and then all three of them burst out laughing as Ron and Hermione walked in.

"What's so funny?" Ron asked he hadn't seen Harry laugh that hard since before Cedric died.

"Just that the new kid believes me…and get this he has an evil guy in America."

"Really?" Hermione asked "Who is he?"

"The Source of All Evil," Chris said in a tired voice. Just thinking about Wyatt gave him a headache and he been doing a lot of thinking about him.

"What's your name then?" Hermione asked she still wasn't sure if they could trust him, but he did get Harry to laugh. That might be something in his favor.

"Chris Halliwell formerly of San Francisco California USA."

"You're a Halliwell? An actual Halliwell?"

"Yeah….." He had been afraid of this; he didn't want all the attention.

"Oh my God, you're famous, more than Harry; you yourself have done so much. Not to mention Wyatt and your mother and aunts. Which one is your mother again?"

"Piper," he didn't want to talk about his family in anyway shape or form.

"Then you are ½ whitelighter and ½ witch. A witchlighter, this is so big for me, even being raised by muggles the legends have been passed down and when I learned I was a witch I learned even more. Like about you and….oh my god Wyatt is you're brother."

"It's not that big a deal." Chris mumbled under his breath.

"Yes it is…. Oh." Hermione realized finally that Chris really didn't want to talk about it. She dropped the subject and the rest of the ride passed uneventfully. They arrived at the station and disembarked, Chris was shown the way toward the coaches by the others. He stopped though when he saw the coaches, there was a huge black skeletal horse thing with wings in the harness. He looked at the others in shock and noticed Harry doing the same.

Chris edged closer to Harry, "What is THAT?"

"I don't know? They have never been here before, I don't think?"

Harry glanced around, no one else seemed to be in shock at the new addition to their school.

"Don't worry, you guys aren't going crazy. I've been able to see them since my first day." They both looked at the girl who had spoken, it was Luna Lovegood. Ginny quickly introduced everyone and they all climbed in and proceeded up the hill toward the school.

When they reached to doors to the Entrance Hall Dumbledore was waiting.

"Ah, Mr. Halliwell, we need to have a quick chat, as I believe the Americans put it."

Chris walked into an empty classroom with him and shut the door.

"Mr. Halliwell you shall be announced as an exchange student and be sorted after the first years. You can't use a wand but a schedule will be drawn up anyway even with classes that need a wand. You can learn the theory, also please try to keep the gorier details of your past from the students, even the parts that may seem normal to you." Dumbledore looked at him expecting a response.

"Yes sir," that seemed safe.

"Good now go wait at the back of the line to be sorted."

Chris walked to the back of the line and felt stupid he was the tallest one and everyone was staring at him. The sorting quickly pasted and soon he was the only one left.

Dumbledore stood and raised his arms. "Students, we have the joy of welcoming a new student from America and our counterpart school there. Please make him welcome and listen as he tells you a few interesting details of his life and magic in America."

Chris stared at him, he hadn't been expecting that. He slowly walked to the head of the room and turned to face the student body.

"Hi my name is Chris and I attended in America both an innocent or non-magic school and the Magic School since I was five. I don't use a wand and we mostly learn history and defensive magic because we have the personal gain consequences and if we use magic to benefit only ourselves it backfires. That's basically it; oh the school didn't exist on earth like Hogwarts but in the heavens."

Chris turned toward the hat sitting on the stool. McGonagall dropped it on his head.

You have great skill and amazing power the hat spoke in his head you don't need to prove yourself except to prove that you are good so maybe Slytherin wouldn't be good. Hmmm, great bravery and wit, Where to put you? Slytherin would be good for you but you grieve for the brother that isn't lost. Hmmmm. Then the hat shouted GRYFFINDOR.

Chris walks to the table and sits near Harry and gang; they are talking furiously about a new teacher something about her working for the Ministry.

Dinner soon finishes and Hermione and Ron go to their prefect duties while Harry shows Chris their dorm.

Chris falls asleep with his head spinning and drops into a deep sleep.

what now??