Sorry for the ridiculously long wait for the update, but i simply wasn't feeling it. So hope you like it.
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In the weeks following the dream Chris began to distance himself from his friends. He dived into his research on Mel and anything he could get his hands on about evil guys becoming good. Harry and Company had noticed and weren't sure whether or not to ask him about it.
"Harry, this might simply be a Chris thing." Hermione reasoned, "We don't know him well enough to attack him on his antisocial behavior."
"Hermione, in the 3 months that we have know him he has always been really outgoing. He never shut himself up in the library for hours. Never." Harry reasoned back, naturally Ron had to ruin it.
"Yeah Hermione, that's you behavior."
"Ronald I can justify that me behavior as you so cunningly described it, and you could take a leaf out of my book without any worries." Hermione then walked off in a self righteous huff and left them to closer to a solution about what to do with Chris.
The next morning at breakfast, Chris had just arrived and was pouring himself some Wheaties as the mail arrived. Chris had always sound this ritual interesting and slightly disgusting as birds flew over all the food. But he received a shock as one of the owls, a slightly untamed one, dropped mail on his plate.
"Damn, right in the Wheaties. Now where am I supposed to get my Breakfast of Champions?" Chris muttered and shoved the dripping mail aside to inspect his cereal.
"Chris, mate. The mail is for you." Harry told him after checking the name on the front.
"What? I don't know anyone in the Wizarding World besides you guys." Chris opened the envelope and pulled out a newspaper article and a letter.
"SHIT!!!!!"
Heads swiveled as Chris exploded. His hand holding the article, which appeared to have been ripped from the front page, in front of him as he read the headline.
WORLD WAR THREE???
San Francisco bombed in the night, responsible party unknown.
"That can not be good." Was Ron's simple statement after reading the headline and the short article following the headline.
"I'm going to kill him." Was all Chris could say, he kept repeating it over and over.
"Chris? What are you talking about?" Hermione ventured after about 5 minutes of this.
"Nothing that concerns you." He replied and stood up and walked away.
He should have known that this would just wet their appetite to know what was up.
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Tricia watched as Chris angrily stamped from the hallway and out the front door.
"Chris! Chris, wait!"
"Have you seen this?" he demanded as he shoved the article in her face.
"I already knew about it. And I know as well as you that was no bomb."
"How did you already know?"
"Not important. Chris I'm leaving, I have done what I was supposed to."
"Wh…wha…What was that?" Chris stammered out in complete shock.
"Tell you about the prophesy and guide you to finding Mel. I've done that and as the war down here on both sides heats up, I have to go." She smiled sadly at him and turned to leave.
"But…but I need you. You are the only family I have left."
"No, you have Mel, and Wyatt." She added as an afterthought. "You need to bring your family back together." She turned to leave again, and turned back real fast to leave one more detail.
"The past holds the key Chris. Explore and see the past to make better the future." She then gave up on turning away and glimmered away.
"What the hell was that supposed to mean?" Chris shouted at the heavens.
"Damn cryptic Elders and everyone that works for them." He muttered after a moment, that's then when he realized that he still held the letter. He opened it, scanned it, and then debated whether to laugh or cry.
Dear Chris,
I figured that you wanted to know about "WW3". The Cleaners came really fast on this one, I guess since Wyatt is Twice- Blessed they had to protect him. But I do know that if he pulls this again they aren't going to help next time. I found the owl in the woods and convinced it that it really did want to deliver the letter, those owls are mean.
I found an abandoned hospital that still has gas and water bills delivered on a regular basis. On your Christmas holidays come and play Sherlock with me will ya? And bring some back up based on the scouting I have been doing, we are going to need it.
People that know it wasn't a bomb are all magical and so far none of them know that Wyatt is the one behind it. We need to keep that particular fact a secret, if people knew a Halliwell was behind all the problems in the Underworld… Well Chris there would be an uprising against him and bloodshed. But people are banning together and I admit that I am one of them, we are waiting for you. We need your leadership, and most of all we really need you.
Love,
Hope
P.S. Your birthday present is enclosed. Enjoy!!!
Chris opened the package that had appeared as he finished the letter and voiced the question.
"What present?"
It was a sweatshirt, a simple brown sweatshirt with the heading.
The National Sarcasm Society
Like We Need Your Support
"Where does she find these things?"
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Harry and Ron had decided to take the easy road and simply question Tricia on what she knew about her cousin…the cousin she met 3 months ago like them.
But there was a main problem, they couldn't find her, they had searched the common room and according to Ginny she wasn't in the dorm.
"Ah, Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley. Just the young men I was looking for." Professor Dumbledore approached them from the other end of the corridor, all smiles and happiness.
"Professor?" Harry asked, confused as to what Dumbledore could want with them.
"You are staying with the Weasleys over the holidays correct?"
They both nodded, still unsure what this had to do with anything.
"Mr. Halliwell shall be joining you on my bequest. Not Miss. Halliwell as she has already left to rejoin her mother, but Christopher will be."
"Does my mother know?" was all Ron could think of. His mother would of course welcome Chris with open arms, after all his mother was dead, but still.
"Yes, yes. Molly knows everything, and knows that Chris will be leaving at one point to take care of personal business." Dumbledore peered off into the distance with a look of great thought.
"Yes that's everything." He nodded and swished away again.
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Hermione knew one thing really well that no one else could really do. Researching, and looking through the library for information. She had found out several things in these dusty shelves and hoped to find out several more. She walked down the halls of racks hoping to find a book to help her understand boys more. That was one thing that she really couldn't get no matter how much she read. She scanned the shelves without really taking in the titles until she came to one. Halliwells: A History (From Charmed to Twice Blessed)
"No way?!" she quickly grabbed the book and flipped through it.
"My GOD!!! That should be a crime punishable by law." Someone had ripped several pages from the back of the book. She glanced at the last page available to see what it said.
Piper Halliwell's second son, Christopher Perry Halliwell, is well known for his accidental destruction of the famed Magic School. The school was rebuilt 2 days later, but the Headmaster Elder Leo Wyatt was said to be very displeased. Christopher has the powers of orbing, telekinesis, sensing, and limited empathy; his empathy is limited to strong emotions and people he knows very well that can't block it.
Because of these gifts and the fact that Christopher is being groomed for future whitelighter stance that Christopher has a deep connection to the few people he is most comfortable with. There has been much debate in the magical community since his birth on what to classify the second male Halliwell born in 400 years, his brother being the first. Christopher is part witch and elder, leading some to believe that he was meant to be the Twice-Blessed not his brother contrary to evidence to prove the first Halliwell boy's Twice- Blessed status.
Christopher never recovered from his sister going missing(They were very close) and the fact that he was there in the flesh when his mother died. Wy…
And the page ended.
"What the hell?" was all Hermione could say holding the book in shock.
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