"So, Leo went up to check on this type of magic," Piper read his note to herself. It wasn't like him to leave without saying goodbye, but she might just be irritated with the fact that she had to deal with another kid today besides the one giving her trouble in her stomach. The kid had manners, she had to say that. He seemed nice enough. Phoebe walked in while Piper heard a TV being played in the other room.
"Okay," Phoebe looked down, "We need to talk."
"Yeah, you went to see Cole twice in one day?"
Phoebe scrunched her face, "That is not the point, you see, when I was saving Harry I had a premonition, of you and Leo...well...you were indisposed."
Piper nodded, confused, "You know, married couples do that, right."
"Yes, yes I know I was married too once. That wasn't the point, I got it when I touched Harry."
"Ew, why?"
"Well I will tell you if you would let me finish," Piper nodded, keeping her mouth shut. "You guys were a lot younger, and I saw Leo take off some sort of army shirt I have never seen before, well, then it cut to you, well giving birth."
"What the hell, you got that off that kid."
"Yeah, and then there was Grams giving it to some guy, he looked a lot like Harry, and then him and a woman dying, then Harry at age ten."
"Okay, I gotcha," Piper paused for a second. "Wait, I don't gotcha."
Phoebe let out an exasperated sigh. "Harry is your son," She said in a hushed tone. "Do you get it now." Piper paused for a second.
"No, I don't have a son."
"Well, I know that, but maybe we should call Grams down. She will be able to answer a few questions."
"Yeah, she'll have to." Piper walked out of the room, and Phoebe sat there looking at where she had been. Sometimes it was hard to keep up with Piper, she always wanted to be ten steps ahead of the game. Phoebe slowly walked after her, nodding to Harry as he watched them both go upstairs. Phoebe walked in to find Piper lighting a candle, getting ready with the book open to the right spell. "What I am wondering is why he is here, after all these years." She ranted off to no one in particular. "I mean, if he was my son why is he suddenly here?"
"Well, didn't you call for a family member today, using your blood?" Piper thought for a moment.
"Well hell, that is stupid." She stood up and stormed over to the book. "Her these words, Here my cry, Spirit of the other side, Come to me I summon thee, Cross now the great device." Shimmers filled the room. Grams appeared twirling. She looked like her old self, her hair short and her skirt flowing in its ghostly form. She didn't seem to realize she was here.
"John you are a great, oh, what am I doing here?" She looked at the girls. "What now girls, do we have another family member knocking at the door." Phoebe and Piper looked at each other.
"Actually, yeah."
"Oh, who is it?"
Piper sighed, "My son I guess."
"Ah," Grams looked around nervously. "What son?"
"Gigs up, Grams, I had a premonition of the whole thing."
"Dang it, how come you can't keep those things to yourself?" Phoebe's eyes got wide and Grams shrugged. "Okay, okay, when Piper was nineteen, she accidentally walked through a time warp with me. I was going after a demon and she was coming to see if I was all right. Well, I couldn't take her back because then the demon would get away, so I took her with me."
"How come I don't remember this?"
"Memory suppressor spell, it works very well. Well, while I was off fighting, you ran into a soldier. His name was Leo. I should have realized that you would have married him when he became your white-lighter." Piper smiled a little. "Well, I had lost the spell to get back so we were stuck there for about a week, where you happened to do something you shouldn't have," Piper turned red as Grams said this, looking down at the floor. "I didn't know about it of course, we went back and I got rid of the little trip in your mind. Then, a month later the stick turned blue."
"Whoa, how did I take it?"
"Well, it was enough of a shock to make you remember Leo, and you were angry with me. I waited till the little boy was born, but I realized he would have powers and even if I bound them, I couldn't have you remembering anything we did, and the fact that he was the son of a white-lighter and it would get messy. You know, if Leo wanted custody or something like that." Piper and Phoebe nodded, "So of course I had him taken to the person I knew could be trusted, your brother..."
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Paige wrinkled her nose at the smell, smiling a little at the thought that the spell of her prince had helped again. She put the owl down and looked at the man, who was dirty, and looking at her worriedly. His hair matted around his hallow face, and he was skin and bone almost looking like he was starved. His eyes were sunken in, but for some reason it didn't scare her. She had seen worse in her life. She also noticed the bird had hooves and a horsetail.
"I wouldn't call the cops if I was you."
"Really, because if I was you I would look up the meaning of 'bath'."He stood up.
"So you aren't gonna turn me in." Paige shook her head.
"Actually, I came to tell you that your god son is fine, much to the concern of his friends who probably told you otherwise. I've already talked to them, they know everything." He looked at her questioningly. "I am Paige Matthews." She held out her hand, and he shook it slowly. "If you don't believe me, I could take you and your, um..."
"Buckbeak."
"Oh, you and your Buckbeak." He smiled.
"I would like to see Harry, but if we go by train or bus I can't."
"Don't worry, we will travel quickly, it will take us two seconds to get to San Francisco."
"What, are you traveling by Floo?"
"Um, no." She just handed him Harry's stuff, then put a hand on him, and slowly, on Buckbeak, orbing them to the manor..."
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"What?" Piper and Phoebe screamed at the same time. But Grams didn't get a chance to answer, there was a sudden thud downstairs and a screech of some sort. Phoebe and Piper left Grams in her circle and ran downstairs, with Harry on their heals as they ran to the basement, where the noise was coming from. Piper's eyes got large and she cursed under her breath, raising her hands and freezing the room. To her surprise, only the big beast froze, well, and all of the things it was making fall. Harry and the man stayed moving, as Paige dragged herself from behind the wall.
"Sirius, are you alright," Harry ran up and hugged him, despite all the dirt and grime, and there was a lot of it. The bird was still frozen. Phoebe looked at Paige.
"Paige, why did you orb that thing in here?"
"Well, Sirius wanted to see Harry and I figured you guys were leaving him alone so he could use the company."
Piper rolled her eyes. "So pretty much you didn't think."
"Maybe, but I didn't know the Buckbeak wouldn't like orbing."
"Well obviously he wasn't too thrilled."
"Um, if you leave and, um," Sirius looked at the bird. "Make him alive again I can calm him down."
"Fine, but if he breaks anything or uses anything as a toilet." Paige quickly covered Piper's mouth.
"Sorry, you know, bun in the oven, she gets very hormonal." Piper unfroze the scene as they walked upstairs whispering to Paige letting her catch up on everything.
"No way, you had a kid when you were seventeen," Paige whispered. Phoebe nodded as Piper looked behind her to see if anyone was listening. They walked into the attic and Grams raised her hands.
"Well? Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, just Paige and a Buckbeak."
"Oh, what's a Buckbeak?"
Phoebe sighed, "Nothing, Grams." Orbs filled the room and Leo appeared.
"So does he know?"
"Oh yeah," Leo said, "I know. Anyway, I went up to the Elders who knew about Piper having a baby, but they didn't know that I was the father. Neither did I."
"Well of course you didn't, I made you forget about Piper before we left, I am not stupid." They all turned to Grams.
"Grams, I wouldn't talk to us right now," Piper said through gritted teeth.
"Anyway, they also explained why they have wands. You see, there are different types of magic, there is your physical power and the fact that you make spells, and you do make potions, but with herbs, and then there are others, Harry's included. His is based on mystical things, wands, dragons, potions with more technical things in them. Harry has a school where he learns things for seven years then gets a job in a certain magical field. It is like a whole different nation. Actually, they are impressed that Piper birthed someone who was of a different magic." Piper smiled proudly. "Also, in Harry's type, there are no warlocks, demons. They have leprechauns, but of a different type then the ones we have met." They all nodded, even Grams was interested. "Since, their has never been a magical being who birthed a different type of magic, we looked back into the history of my family, and found that I have a heritage filled with wizards of that type of magic, and they are wondering if Harry has both types, in which case, he would be extremely powerful."
"Well, if he is you won't know." They all looked at Grams again."
"Why not Grams?"
"Well, I gave him a binding spell; you would have to unbind them to find out."
"And if we do that, we have to tell them."
"Well, while you think about that, can I go back?"
"Not a chance." Phoebe looked at Grams. "You don't leave until you tell us about your brother." Grams looked upset because they hadn't forgotten about that.
"Okay, I guess having children during a young age is in the family, because Patty did it also. But her son wasn't magical, or at least, in the way we thought. Patty and I agreed that it was safer to have him be adopted so that demons wouldn't go after him while he didn't have protection. He was only your half brother, and we gave him to some Potter's, the Elders found him a home. Obviously they knew he was a wizard of the other style of magic, so they gave him to a magical family." She took a breath. "So, when Harry was born, I visited James where he put a charm on Harry to make him grow up looking like his parents, and it worked, till Piper had to do that spell and send them that way."
"Wow, so I guess only one problem remains." Phoebe piped up after a few minutes in silence.
"And that is," Piper raised a brow.
"Well, how are we going to tell Harry?"
"That should be Leo's and my decision, and we can't just tell him, I am not walking up to him and go 'hey guess what, I am your birth mother Harry so we should really try to unbind your powers so I can see if you have any powers anyway."
"I don't know, it sounds good to me." Everyone quickly turned around, looking at Sirius standing there.
"Oh crap!"
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Again Harry found himself sitting alone in the living room. Not that it was too boring, there was a TV, but Harry had never really liked TV's, so he was growing bored. The house was nice; it was Victorian, with a hardwood floor. A rug lay under his feet, though. It was vacuumed nicely. The couch was nice, the other chairs seemed more decoration than used often. They had a bookcase filled with some books, a CD player, and two doors led out into a sun room. But he was really interested in where Sirius had gone. He had just told him to stay there, he would be back. Harry looked at his empty water glass and decided that he should just help himself. He walked into the kitchen and filled it, noticing that it was very clean for so many people living there. The island had the stove, and another TV sat in a corner. There was only one pot in the sink, and there was a grocery list on the fridge which sat by a door leading to the laundry room. The table had a newspaper neatly folded, and everything else seemed to have a place. Soon the kitchen grew boring too, so he decided to go see where everyone was. But first he would put on the invisibility cloak, not wanting to be seen.
He walked up the stairs quietly, looking at all the pictures along the way. One was of the pregnant woman and her husband. The woman's smile reminded him of his own, and he thought that the scar going across her eyebrow made her have more of a character. The man was nice, obviously a wizard from the way he had made them move places just like the other woman had. The man smiled nicely, looking almost angelic. He saw the girl with red hair posing as if in a magazine, and had to laugh. She seemed like the most wild of the whole bunch, and the most carefree with her power, he hadn't seen the other two use it as much as she did. He thought it was very bold of her to wear red as her usual lipstick choice; Mrs. Weasley would have never done it. Then there was the other girl, who was lying on the couch in the sun room almost asleep, smiling up at the camera. She was very pretty, he thought, and also very considerate of him. Harry had always liked those types of people, having met few when he lived with the Dursley's. He also remembered how she had taken down the business man, and was almost confused by it. She seemed to recognize him, and they both talked almost warmly with each other.
He thought back to what the man had said, his name was Cole he remembered the woman, Phoebe saying. I told you to get someone of the Charmed one's line. Well, he definitely wasn't Charmed, not with what had happened to his family. He shook his head, wondering what it would be like to have some of the powers they had showed him. Moving at just thought. Making things not move, lifting yourself in the air. He would like to have any one of those. He moved on, finally reaching the upstairs after looking at a few more pictures. He saw a long hallway, and from the looks of it bedrooms and bathrooms of all sorts, but no voices. He walked down and turned the corner, seeing stairs leading up. He heard voices then, but decided it would be best if he was quiet.
"How do you know," He heard one of the women whisper. He thought it sounded like the one who asked him if he was a demon, they called her Piper.
"James told me years ago." Sirius replied. Harry wondered what they were talking about. He took another step, making sure the stair didn't creep.
"Well, you see, he can tell him." Harry didn't recognize this voice. But he took another step.
"I will not. This is you and your husband's decision on how and when to tell him."
"Well, I don't think we should wait. We should tell Harry about Phoebe's premonition and what it meant, but I think we shouldn't send Grams back just yet."
"But I was at a party."
"You should have thought about that before you gave my baby away." Piper said.
"Can we just think about the pros and cons to this, please." Phoebe said. "I know you guys want to tell him, but we can't just jump the gun on this one. You can't just tell him and expect him to bond with you just because. He has to know you are good, honest people." Everyone stood still, but Harry decided that he had heard enough. He didn't want to get caught on the narrow wooden stairwell. He slowly turned around, creeping down the steps one at a time.