A/N: As always I do not own Harry Potter or Charmed. They both belong to two wonderful writers called Constance M. Burge, and J.K. Rowling. I just borrow the characters, so no suing me. Please note the 8-hour time difference 10 a.m. in California and 6 p.m. in Britain for this story, I just realized that we have a wonderful thing in this world called time zones that I need to take into account.

P-3: 10 a.m.

"What do you mean she's on assignment?" Piper Halliwell asked rather loudly.

"The Elders sent her on special assignment protecting a very special wizard." Leo said in his usual calm manner. He took a seat on one of the big easy chairs at the club and motioned for Piper to do the same. Piper had called Paige for some help with the party that was going to happen in about 2 hours, but instead Leo had intercepted her call and came instead, after that things had gotten a bit rough between the two of them.

"You mean Witch don't you?" Piper asked, sitting down.

"No, I meant wizard, he's part of another type of magic, a magic with wands, spells, and potions. They don't have powers like you do. It is the type of witch craft that is most associated with magic in fairy tales," Leo explained.

"And what is our magic? Hogwash?" she asked angrily.

"No it's just two types of magic they are similar in many ways, like the types of magical creatures that inhabit them. It's like Apple Pie and Peach Pie. The basic ingredients are the same like flour and sugar, but each one also has its uniqueness in its main ingredients." Leo calmly explained putting it into food analogies was always the best way to put a situation to Piper.

"Oh, so what exactly is Paige doing there then?" She asked.

"She's protecting a young wizard, and I'm not sure when she will be coming back, it's an extended assignment. Plus with her experience I highly doubt she'll be able to orb such a long distance any way." He commented casually not realizing he had peaked her interest again.

"Where exactly is she?" Piper asked. Leo paused before answering.

"Great Britain." He replied, "But you can only tell Phoebe, technically your not supposed to know where she is." Leo explained to her.

"Oh, let me guess, the Elders." Piper reasoned. Leo only nodded his head knowing exactly what she was thinking right now. All three of the girls had their reasons for not liking the elders. They hadn't exactly been very understanding over the years in the girls wanting their own lives. He just hoped that the Elders had been right in giving Paige this important of an assignment so soon in her career as a whitelighter.

Hogwarts-6pm

Professor Dumbledore led them up to a strange doorway with a staircase to nowhere inside of it, outside of it was a gargoyle statue standing guard.

"Butterbeer" Dumbledore called out and the staircase began to move upward. Dumbledore stepped onto it, Harry followed him, and he seemed to know where they were going. Paige followed them onto the moving staircase and watched the two's interactions; they seemed very close. All through out their walk here neither Harry nor the Professor had said a word to her at all. She suspected Harry was more quiet out of surprise and being speechless at the moment. Dumbledore however she suspected was just the type of person who only asked questions and relayed information in more private spaces, or maybe it was just a matter of timing for him. They finally reached a large office with a number of knickknacks, books, astronomy tools, and some very unusual moving paintings of different people, who she suspected were all wizards.

"Not to worry about those, its all apart of our magic, I assume you have Powers?" The professor asked explaining to her the paintings in the room.

"Yes, I have telekinetic orbing, which means I can orb objects to me, and away from me." Paige explained. "How did you know I wasn't an ordinary whitelighter?" She asked.

"Well there were several giveaways. The first was you seemed very unfamiliar with our type of magic, and all whitelighters are told of both sides of magic when they become a Whiteligher, thus you must be half witch." He told her; his voice half-amused and eyes twinkling. "The second reason is quite simple, the Elders told me you were half witch and half whitelighter." Paige smiled at this comment.

"Excuse me but what is a whitelighter exactly?" Harry piped up. After the conversation that Professor Dumbledore had had with this Paige Halliwell person, Harry wasn't sure what was going on any more. His third year was turning out to be more unusual by the moment, first the Dementors, Sirius Black supposedly on the loose looking for him, and now a whitelighter? Whatever that was.

"Ah of course Harry my apologies, Paige doesn't know anything about our magic and I forgot that you know nothing of hers." Dumbledore took a deep breath at this point as if preparing himself, "Paige is from the other side of magic, which uses no wands, but instead has powers. They use spells and potions the same as us; their magic is a bit different from ours, however once in a while the two sides get together when it will be to both of the benefits. The last time Voldermort was in power was one of those reasons when both sides worked together. Protecting you has become a concern of the Elders of the other side." At Harry's quizzical look as to what an elder was Dumbledore explained a bit more. "Elders Harry are Elder Whitelighters and the leaders of their side of magic, as I understand it things are run a lot differently over there. There is no Ministry of Magic, and witches pretty much work alone."

"Work alone against what?" Harry asked suspiciously.

"Demons, we fight Demons and Warlocks so basically an thing evil." Paige spoke up explaining it herself. Dumbledore nodded his thanks, he did not want to explain that part, it was something that was very confusing even to him.

"Oh, ok." Harry responded trying to think of what a Demon would look like. "So then what is a Whiteligher exactly?" Harry asked.

"A Whiteligher usually is someone who during their lifetime has lived their lives caring for others and been a good influence on other people, and was never angry or mean to anyone. After they die the Elders turn them into Whitelighters. Whitelighters are given the ability to heal and to orb or transport themselves where even they want. They can also sense their charges whereabouts and know what they are feeling."

"Except, I'm not your usual Whiteligher," Paige explained, "My mom was a witch and my dad was a Whiteligher, so I can only orb and sometimes sense my charges along with my witch abilities."

"And that is why she was assigned to you Harry, the elders felt you needed someone who was more powerful then your average Whiteligher to protect you. Dumbledore explained to Harry. After all of the explanations Harry was still very confused, but it was all starting to sink in at least.

"So where does the other side of magic live?" Harry asked.

"Well I live in San Francisco, you know in California," Paige responded trying to interact more with her charge.

"Actually Harry about 65 of witches on the other side of magic live in North and South America." Dumbledore informed them both.

"Really? We've met so few other witches." Paige said surprised at the number.

"Yes, while our magic is much more spread out, your is concentrated in major cities, they're are also many more of us then there are of you." Dumbledore explained to Paige he was a little surprised that she didn't know all of this, then again the Elders had informed him of her history, so that must be why she didn't know. "Well I will go and see about getting you a room, and Harry why don't you show her around," he paused, "and yes you can tell Ron and Hermione who she is, I'm sure they will have questions as well." Dumbledore dismissed them both and Harry led her down the revolving stairs. Once they got to the bottom he turned right into another corridor and started walking slowly.

"So what exactly is involved in you being my Whitelighter?" Harry asked.

"Well usually I would come only when you needed me, but I think the Elders have in mind for me to be here a lot longer, more on a long term basis." Paige said going on about the assignment, when she herself didn't know exactly what she would be doing here.

"Oh, Ok." Harry replied unsure of what this meant to his life.

"Harry," Paige stopped Harry in the middle of the hallway, "why exactly do I need to protect you? It would be nice to know what I'm up against." She told him frankly, in all of this time no one had told her what exactly she would be doing.

"Oh, well lets see here," Harry started to say thinking of all the things that were a danger to him this year. "There's a wizard who they say is a madman prisoner who is after me. Then the ministry sent Dementors to protect Hogwarts, but in my opinion they harm more then hurt." Judging by Paige's confused expression he figured that she had never heard of a Dementor. "A Dementor is a creature that when you come near it, it sucks all the happiness out of you, it has a very strong affect, and they also perform a death kiss where they suck the soul out of you."

"And that's supposed to be protecting you?" Paige asked very loudly and concerned to see if that was what this side called protection.

"No Dementors are more to keep in the Prisoners of Azkaban, they are here more to catch Sirius Black, and suck his soul out when they do." Harry explained.

"I can see why I'm needed then." Paige smiled, "believe me I don't think I'm that bad of a person to suck you soul out." Harry smiled at this, as he started to realize that Paige wouldn't be that bad.

A/N: Thanks for reading now time to review! I won't update if you don't review and let me know if the story is any good or not. What's the point otherwise? I will update when I can; College starts next week so you never know.