Okay I know all of you want to kill me right now. As someone put to me, I've spoiled you with daily reviews and then I drop off the face of the Earth. I am very sorry for that, but I never seem to get any computer time. It is just with two others, it is difficult to use either of the computers I have. So here it is, my new update. I hope you like it, and feel free to yell at me in your reviews for making you wait. I deserve it. I am the spoiler of course. Enjoy!

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Phoebe walked through the door as Sirius was coming out of the living room.

"Hello. How was your afternoon?" Sirius said, a bright smile on his face."

"It was great, thank you. Actually, I have tomorrow off."

"Really?"

"Well, I am working from home anyway. So why don't you and I just do lunch." Sirius smiled.

"I would really like that."

"Good. Where's Harry."

"Oh, when Piper came home she asked him to help her cook dinner, and Ron is with him."

"Oh, that is good. You won't believe how excited Piper is. She has been really worried about having her daughter, and I think this is giving her a boost in her confidence." Sirius nodded.

"How do you know that it's a girl?"

"Oh, we went into the future and Piper met her little girl."

"And nothing has changed from the future?"

"No, lot's have things have changed. For one, Piper and Leo aren't divorced, Prue isn't here, and I am not burning at the stake."

"Sorry I asked." Phoebe laughed. He walked upstairs, and she went into the kitchen. Ron was stirring a pot, while Harry was chopping some carrots. Piper was standing over some chicken, beating it.

"Piper, can I talk to you."

"Yeah, what?"

"You put them to work."

"Uh," Piper turned to look at them. "Yes I did."

"You don't think they have something else to do." Piper looked at Phoebe.

"Honey, It is illegal for them to do underage magic, their idea of football happens to take place on brooms, and it is the beginning of summer. They don't want to do summer homework."

"Never mind."

"Thought you would say that." Piper turned back. She looked at Harry. "So, you didn't tell me you were famous." Harry's head shot up, looking at Piper.

"I meant to tell you."

"It's okay, don't squirm. Don't explain either. I read all about it. Don't worry, we're famous, too. We are the infamous 'Power of Three'. I know what it's like to have everyone know you. Don't worry about it. But I am gonna worn you," Harry looked at her, "Leo bought some books, now I read them too, don't get me wrong, but he read one on Quidditch." Harry laughed.

"He really did that for me."

"Yeah, and he will try to talk sports with you." Piper smiled sweetly, "So if you could just humor him, it would be amazing."

"Yeah, I will 'talk sports' with him." Piper turned and started getting the chicken ready again. "Piper," Piper turned to him again. "I've never had a person buy something to find out about what I like before."

"Well, I've never read about something just to impress a boy. I can't tell you about Phoebe, but I haven't. So I guess something new is happening for all of is." She smiled, rubbing him on the back in a motherly gesture.

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"I had a really nice time too." Paige rolled her eyes; listening to the guy she went on a date with a week ago. Surprised he had even called, the date went horrible. Now she had to go through a horrible phone call, lying through her teeth. "No I am sorry I can't do anything right now. My nephew is in town and I just can't do anything for the time being." Someone knocked on the door and she looked up to se Ron's brother, Charlie, holding a crate. She smiled broadly, beckoning him in. "Yep, I will call you when I am free." She hit end. "Not really."

"Not a winner." She laughed, thinking about how in the last two days she had heard more British accents then in her whole lifetime.

"Not exactly. Is that what I think it is?"

"Oh," he pointed to the case. "This, is just a little present, you know, not bigger than a chicken."

"Really, does it breathe fire?"

"Yes, but only little ones." Paige smiled, clapping her hands. He put it on her dresser, removing the personal items. She got up and stood next to him. He slowly lifted the lid, revealing a small lizard-like creature with scales. He pulled some gloves on, handing another pair to Paige. He lifted it out of the container, holding it carefully. "Now, make sure, you hold it away from your face and hair."

"I get to hold it."

"Only if you are careful." She nodded, taking it and holding it carefully. It's wings spread out, trying to get comfortable. "It's amazing."

"Yeah, it definitely won't be that size for long, but it is cute for now."

"It grows fast?"

"Yes, her name is Trixie. She is one we found today." Paige stroked her, smiling.

"I know why you like working with them, it must be a thrill once they get big."

"Yes, it is. And, no, for our agreement." She looked up at him, raising a brow.

"What agreement?"

"You said you would do anything if I brought this little guy."

"Oh, yeah that. So what do you want? Free potion, spell to clear up anything. Now I can't do personal gain, but your gain has nothing to do with it." He shook his head.

"No, I can use my wand. I am in town for a while, how about I take you out to dinner."

"Funny, you're funny. So what do you really want?" He looked at her squinting.

"That is what I want."

"How old are you Brit."

"Brit?"

"You're British. How old are you."

"Oh, I get that. I'm 23." She laughed out loud.

"I'm 26."

"So, what's wrong with that?"

"Look Brit, you are too young."

"Well, you can date my brother, but he has a pony tail down to here." He pointed to where it stopped. Paige laughed."

"Sorry, I have a strict 'no hair longer than mine' policy."

"I hope you would say that, so when should I pick you up?"

"Twelfth of never, I also have a strict 'no guy younger than me by 365 days policy'."

"That one can be over looked for the time being." She let out a sigh.

"Anything but that, Brit."

"Well, you can either accept one date, cause hey, what could it hurt? OR, you could always refuse, again, and I could ask you, AGAIN, and we could fight for a while, and then I could do something terribly funny, or saved your life of course, and then you would already be head over heals with me, and you wouldn't know anything about me because you didn't accept the date in the first place. So why don't you just accept and get to know I am a great guy."

"Wow, you make a great argument." Paige put the dragon back in the crate, then turned to him, six inches from his face. "But I still say no." She orbed out, leaving a very stunned Charlie standing there.

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Leo orbed in as Piper was carrying a large platter of Potatoes over to the table.

"Hey is Harry here."

"He and Ron just went to feed Buckbeak, why?"

"Well," He walked over and kissed Piper, "I was just warned by the elders that Harry's power, I believe it's called—"

"Ministry of Magic."

"Oh, so you read about them."

Piper smiled at her husband. "No, Paige got a little visit from them. She said the lady was a real witch." Leo smiled at the pun. He looked at the nicely set table.

"Wow, you must be going all out."

"It's just chicken and mashed potatoes and some more food."

"Honey, I know you, you're a chef, you never just do some more food." She looked up at the sky, smiling innocently. "Okay, but I learned all about Quidditch, I hope I can talk with Harry about it." Piper tried to hide a giggle.

"I'm sure he'll love it. He and Ron talked to me all about school and their other friend Hermione and…" The doorbell rang. Piper ran to get it, opening it to find a very tear stricken girl. She had sudden déjà vu remembering when Jenny had come into their lives, bringing along a very nice looking man who had dated Piper for a while. "Can I help you?"

"Are you a Charmed One?" She said, looking at Piper hopefully.

"Come on in," She beckoned the girl in. "Who are you?"

"My name is Dakota, I'm a witch and my parents just died." She said sagging into a chair in tears.

"Oh my god. PHOEBE! PAIGE!" Her sisters came to her side as she bent over to comfort the girl. "My name is Piper, don't worry about anything. She looked at the teenage brunette, her hair falling in front of her face, crying loudly. "Phoebe get me some tea, Paige, why don't you and I take her up to…" She paused, realizing they didn't have any where to put her. "In Phoebe's room, Phoebe will bunk with you." Paige nodded, helping Piper lift the girl. Paige suddenly gasped, and pointed to Dakota's calf, the jean leg sticky and broken in parts. Piper nodded, "Leo, we need your help." They both carried her upstairs, as the boys came into the foyer. They watched the girls, Harry took a step forward, but Piper raised her hand. When they got her into Phoebe's room, they laid her down, as Leo lifted the pant leg. Dakota almost screamed in pain, but kept on bawling. Leo quickly healed it, and Piper motioned for him to leave. She sat there, rubbing Dakota's back until Phoebe came in placing some tea by the bedside. Dakota kept crying, and Piper soon found herself alone with her. Once she had fallen asleep, still gasping for air in her sleep, Piper walked out, shutting the door behind her. She rubbed her head sinking to the floor. She looked up to see Harry with a tray of food.

"Leo said to bring it up." He handed her the food, then sat next to her. "Did the girl say anything?"

"Only that her parents were just killed. She must have had a demon attack. Have the girls called—"

"Oh, I was supposed to tell you that Darrel was called."

"Good. That takes care of one thing."

"That scared me." She looked at Harry. "I mean, I have been in dangerous stuff, why did I get scared suddenly when I saw a girl in tears?"

"It comes with the job department. When something happens that you weren't expecting, it's likely to scare you ten times worse. I mean, if you were ever hurt, as your mo—" She paused, realizing what she just said. "I mean—"

"It's okay, really it is. I really like being here. In just two days, you've even beat Mrs. Weasley for my favorite adult. So don't worry about it…Mom." She smiled, and then he turned and gave her a hug.

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Later that night, Harry sat awake in bed while Ron lay snoring in the bed next to him. He wondered how the girl was doing. He wondered what it would be like, to lose a parent at that age. But what was somewhat scaring him, but it excited him also, was when he now pictured his parents dying in front of him at the age of thirteen, it was Piper and Leo's faces he saw. He gave a little smile, remembering Piper's face when he had called her Mom. It hadn't made him uncomfortable. Actually, it seemed to fit. Aunt Paige had asked him later on if he wanted her to take off the charms that were put on him, the ones that made him look like Lily and James Potter, but he had said no. He wanted to pay tribute to them somehow, and this seemed the perfect way. Now he would remember them no matter what. So Aunt Paige had done something so much better, she had made it permanents so the charm wouldn't come off unless she did it herself. He also smiled at the fact that Charlie had flirted with Aunt Paige all night, it had been even funnier when Aunt Phoebe had a 'premonition' where Aunt Paige was going out with him. Aunt Paige had smacked Aunt Phoebe on the back of the head, telling her to go levitate somewhere else. He also smiled at Leo…Dad's talk of Quidditch. Even though the man had learned everything about it, he still asked Harry to explain everything to him. He had wanted to know which position Harry played, who were his teammates, and about a million other things. Harry like being wanted, liked having two aunts including Sirius to talk to all the time. He loved having a mother who took care of him, taking him to her work for the day so he could see her club. Really, he just loved having a family. The two powers he suddenly had that he could use all the time, underage or not, didn't hurt much either. He laughed quietly, slowly drifting off to sleep.

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Cole Turner flamed into the room, looking at the red headed boy, then over at the sleeping boy the tracer demon had kidnapped. He had meant to try to find the man he saw Phoebe was with, but suddenly grew curious on why the Halliwells would keep a boy and a man in here. Usually they didn't keep people more than a day, certainly not two. He slowly stepped forward, but backed up when a blue sphere surrounded the boy. Cole put his hand up to it, knowing he could break an amulets power. The sphere was more powerful than that, though. It shocked him down to his bones, and he held back a scream as he took his hand back, looking at the blood trickling down his hand. This wasn't healing, though, like all his others cuts had. A single drop of blood fell to the floor, and he cursed under his breath, flaming down to the underworld, seeing before him a woman dressed in very revealed clothing. She had strait blonde hair, with dark eye shadow around her eyes. Cole never got why demon women had to be so gaudy.

"Master."

"Monique, I want you to tell me what can do this." He held up his hand, showing the still unhealed hand.

"Oh my," She frowned, worriedly, "Nothing should be able to do this."

"Well, a protective shield did."

"But you are the Source, nothing should be able to hurt you for so long." She took a drop of blood with a feather and threw it into a deep cauldron. She waved her hand over it, looking into it. "Oh my, great power."

"What is?" He walked over. "Can it keep me away from Phoebe?"

"You keep yourself from Phoebe." He took a deep breath, reminding himself Monique knew information. "This is more powerful than just your love for that good witch. What did this to you is very powerful. It comes from great blood, and is meant for many great things."

"Well what is it." She examined the pot more.

"Well, how did you get the power of Piper's child while it is still inside her?"

"What are you talking about? This came from a…" His voice trailed off as he suddenly got everything. What Phoebe said about what he had done, about the man, everything. He took a very sharp breath.

"What do you care, anyway? You want to be good so bad, what are you doing in the underworld?"

"You know I am trying to convince my love that I am good."

"Yes. No go back to her, so I can get my master back." She smiled, but Cole felt empty, he turned and walked a few paces, then stopped.

"Monique, I can't let this get out, about what you learned tonight, I'm sorry." He turned suddenly and threw a fireball, watching her scream in agony. He shook his head, feeling a little of regret, then shook it off. "She was always a horrible conniving demon anyway." And with that, he flamed out…