Hope you like, I'm trying to be canon to Charmed, as in Chris will go to the past and such, if there are problems for non-Charmed people just ask. I can and will answer.

Chris dragged his feet as he got up and walked over to Leo.

"What?" he asked and immediately regretted it as Leo smacked him upside the head.

"When you speak to your father you talk with respect. I have heard from other elders that you summoned your great-grandmother from the dead, what is that about. You are not allowed to do that! You are not that powerful! Am I understood?"

"NO!," Chris didn't care that the entire school was staring as his "father" yelled at him. He was sick to death of everyone saying that he wasn't as powerful as Wyatt or someone. "I can summon my Grams if I want to, and my teacher asked me to. So if you and the rest of your so powerful elders that sit on damn clouds all day want to dictate my life you will have to get use to disappointment." Chris then flipped Leo the bird and stalked out of the Great Hall.

Tricia stood up, walked over to Leo and simply said, "There were several better ways to go about that one asshole." She then followed her cousin's suit and walked out of the Great Hall.

Harry, Ron and Hermione all stared,

"Who was that you think?" Ron asked, "I have yet to see Chris get that mad."

"Someone he knew apparently, I guess they were mad about his great-grandmother, though it's a little late for that." Hermione commented.

"Let's go find him." Harry swung himself off the bench and started out the doors.

They caught up with Chris and Tricia in the Common Room, they were seated in front of the fire and talking quietly.

"So you guys alright?" Harry asked sitting down near them.

"Yeah, just peachy." Chris smirked, seeing Leo always pissed him off.

"Um, if you don't mind, who was that?" Hermione asked, bitting her lip, she was nervous about the response.

"My dad."

The short reply told them all they needed to know, Chris and his dad did not get along.

"Anyway, we need your help guys." Tricia looked at them in all seriousness.

"With what exactly?" Ron was a little hesitant, whenever they helped someone they normally got bit in the ass.

"A prophesy, about Chris and stuff. We just need help understanding everything."

The trio glanced at each other and shrugged, why not.

"Does Wormtail mean anything to you guys?" Chris asked first, it was the one part that really puzzled him.

"Wormtail is a man that betrayed his friends and led Voldemort to them, the ultimate betrayer." Harry answered slowly, how was Wormtail involved in a prophesy?

"The prophesy said that someone thought to be a friend would join the society of Wormtails, okay so now that makes sense. Okay what about the ancestor thought dead." Tricia continued briskly.

"I kinda thought that meant you or Aunt Prue." Chris said thoughtfully.

"But thinking now, you were never thought alive so you can't be thought dead and is Aunt Prue even technically alive?"

"No she is still technically dead." Tricia hesitated, the next person was a sore spot for Chris. "What about Melinda?"

"No." Chris said it quietly, but the force behind it was still there.

"Whose Melinda?" Harry asked seeing that this was not a happy topic.

"My sister, she's dead." Chris said, the four words were filled with a deep unhappiness.

"There is no proof, and it fits, she was named after our ancestor killed in the Witch trials and everyone thinks that Melinda is dead. The live ancestor thought dead."

Tricia persisted, "She is the only one that fits, so stop moping and let's figure out where she is."

"She isn't anywhere besides six feet under." Chris shouted, Mel was his baby sister, they were really close in age and he was supposed to protect her and had failed.

"No, think Chris, if she was dead you would have know instantly, you were both really connected and in the deep part of your heart you know she is still alive." Tricia threw her hands in the air and stood up. "You just don't want to be hurt again and you are just blocking it out, wake up and smell the coffee mister, we have a cousin/sister to find and we need to get to work."

Chris stared at her, she reminded him of his mother and that was one of the main reasons that he caved.

"Alright, but they have to help or this could take forever."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione all quickly nodded, a search for a missing person was right up their alley.

"Okay first things first, what happened before she went missing, say 2-3 weeks."

Hermione pulled out a notepad and and her quill and prepared to take notes.

"Wyatt's birthday, she pissed off Grams, mom had a cleaning spin, that doctor kept calling for her...the doctor!" Chis jumped up and ran his hands though his hair.

"That doctor was a colleague of the doctor that got the Power of Three power like five years before I was born, Dr. Williamson, he died and his partner... Dr. Jacobs treated my sister for chicken pox, he made the connection." Chris was ecstatic, he had maybe figured out what happened.

"When did she go missing? Time of day and everything." Hermione asked, she wanted to be sure.

"After school, I had soccer and Wyatt went to the high school by then. She biked home by herself, which takes her though an alley near the hospital." Chris talked slower as he realized what he was saying, his sister had been kidnapped by a crazy doctor, there was no way of knowing what had happened to her.

Everyone was in shock, a little girl was in danger and they needed to get to her.

"The only question now is where is she." Harry stated.

Chris nodded thinking, they had sryed and called a lost witch, the blood to blood. She had to be magically protected or they would have found her.

Then as if knowing what had happened to her had opened the connection back up he heard her.

Chris please help me, it's Mellie and I want to come home. The bad men have me. Please Chrissy I want to come home.

Everyone looked at Chris with worried expressions, he had completely zoned out of the conversation and was staring into space.

"Chris?" Harry said poking him in the arm.

"She's alive! Oh thank God she is alive!" Chris shouted out loud and randomly hugged Hermione in front of him, ignoring the death glare Ron shot him.

"Who's alive?" two voices chorused behind them. They turned to see the Weasley twins looking at them funny.

Ron got a enlightened look about him, "Hey they could help!"

Hermione scoffed and replied "How?"

"The people finder.' Ron said simply.

Again any questions and just ask