A/N: I must be the worst writer ever for not updating soon enough. I will sincerely try to update more often. As always I do not own Charmed or Harry Potter, and I never will so that's that. If I did Charmed would be on forever as a TV series. Now on with the story.

Hogwarts

Paige had already been to many of Harry's classes…and she found them most interesting…especially Potions which she tried to help Harry out. It was one of her strongest areas in witch craft, Phoebe was excellent at spells, and Piper was great with innocents and using her powers as well as making potions since she had been a chef. But Paige ever since her super witch kick had become as proficient as Piper at learning to make potions. Of course it was helpful that they used a lot of the same ingredients in the class as she did at the manor.

History of Magic was also very interesting; she could tell however that both Harry and Ron found it boring. Paige however found it interesting, especially when the teacher was a ghost. If Paige hadn't been so interested to learn this side of magic's history she could bet that she also would have found him boring…he just seemed to drone on and on. Coming out of History of magic she noticed that Harry and Ron were both sleepy eyed…she had no idea how Hermione had stayed awake.

"Is he always like that?" She asks.

"Always." Ron replies stifling a yawn. She nodded as they headed toward the last class of the day…Defense against the Dark Arts which they all seemed to like...especially Harry. They had been telling her about the upcoming quidditch game, she still wasn't sure what it was for sure. But she was very excited to see it tomorrow. However when they entered the class room all threes jaws dropped.

Defense against the Dark Arts had been a class she was looking forward to it would be very interesting to see the differences in how they taught the class…and Harry, Ron and Hermione kept telling her that she would love professor Lupin. She was sure she would and couldn't wait to meet him and discuss the differences in fighting evil in the two sides of magic. However when they entered the room instead of seeing Professor Lupin they saw professor Snape instead. The were all very surprised about seeing him he there…he just glared as the quartet entered the room and told them to find some seats and be quiet. He then approached Paige.

"I know most teachers have been allowing you to ask you questions during class and answer student questions about yourself…but I will not accept that. You are here to observe only…do we understand each other?" He asked her sternly.

"Of course professor." She replied wondering what his problem was. She found her way to the back of the room as she watched Professor Snape start a lecture, she could see that the students were clearly bored and this was not their normal type of class that they were used to. Snape then started slides and talking about werewolves, this seemed like an odd topic for Defense against the Dark arts, but Paige listened though the lecture. As with History of Magic, Hermione was taking down notes feverously and Ron and Harry simply took down notes casually whenever they thought he said something important. At the end of the lesson she glanced around the room and noticed that many of the students were rushing out as soon as possible. Harry, Ron and Hermione all tried to get out as soon as possible also. Since it was a Friday, many were headed to their respective houses so they could enjoy the rest of their day outside after dropping off books.

While Harry, Ron and Hermione went into the Gryffindor common room Paige headed to her own room. She said the password "Triquetra" and Melinda Warren smiled and the Painting swung open to reveal her own rooms. She saw the owl that had been given to her sitting on its perch, a letter on the table. She looked down at it, it was from home.

Paige,

Leo has explained where you are and why you are needed so urgently, needless to say we are not happy with the elders' decision but if they think that it is safe right now to split up the charmed ones then we should trust them this once. Hopefully your abilities will advance enough soon to be able to orb there and home every day.

Your Sisters,

Phoebe, Piper.

Paige smiled as she read the letter; she could tell that it had been Piper who had wrote it, only she would be mad at the elders for splitting the sisters up. But she had to agree, if the Elders didn't see any demon threat on the horizon that the charmed ones needed to handle then they should feel safe enough to be separated for such a long time. For the rest of the day she spent time with Harry and his friends, he was working on homework mainly because of something called a Quidditch match the next day that he was competing in that was played on broom sticks. Every once in a while a student who was from a wizarding family would come up and ask for her autograph. Apparently the charmed ones were even famous in this wizarding world especially among wizarding families.

Paige woke up the next morning to a dreary rain that was falling on the grounds; she groaned thinking that all the plans for the day would be scratched because of the rain including the Quidditch match. But to her surprise when she went down to the Great Hall that morning there was still the excited chatter of the night before talking about the upcoming match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. When she asked Harry about it he simply replied;

"We play in all weather rain or shine, though I prefer a clear day to all of this rain." He said with a shrug and went on eating his breakfast trying to keep away the nerves that always came right before a match no matter how experienced a player he was. Paige simply smiled and nodded understandingly. As Harry ate quietly she just sat by eating her own breakfast and listening to the chatter trying to understand more about Quidditch, it was one of the most unusual games she had ever heard described. She had yet to figure it out, but more and more she realized that this Whitelighter assignment was more about listening than saving lives as much. She was beginning to doubt that she was really needed here at all.

While Harry went out with the rest of the team separately before the game began Paige walked with the rest of the students before she was pulled aside by Professor McGonagall on the wet walk to the Quidditch Pitch.

"Tell Ms. Halliwell what do you think of Mr. Potter?" She asked her quizzically.

"Well I haven't had any real time just to get to know him," Paige could tell that this answer wasn't good enough, "but from what I can tell you he seems to have a very large past behind him, he is always seems to be living up to what everyone expects of him, but he doesn't know exactly what that is." She finished watching the Professors face to see if she agreed or not.

"I think that's a safe assumption, but If I may, I'd like to make a suggestion to you, get to know Mr. Potter on his own, (do you think she would use his name Harry or not?) I know he is very close to Mr. Weasley and Ms. Granger, but remember you are here to protect him, not them." She firmly told Paige.

"Of Course Professor," she says stunned at how up front Professor McGonagall had been.

"Well now we've arrived at the stadium, if you would care to join the rest of the Professors in the top box we would very much like to have you." She said showing a slight smile. "I must say you will be warmer and less wet up there then with the students."

"Of course, I would like to meet the rest of the professors of Hogwarts." Paige said simply, after what McGonagall had said to her she wasn't taking any chances getting on her bad side.

As Paige sat and watched the game she was fascinated by what was going on, by now it was an absolute down pour and seemed to be affecting both the players in the air and the people watching in the stands. About an hour into the game however something changed. It was then that she could feel Harry becoming very excited but then very scared, he didn't cry out for her help, but she could feel that he needed her at this instant. Her concentration on what was going on with her charge was suddenly disrupted by loud cries from the stands gasps, and pointing up into the air. Paige looked up and understood there was Harry falling unconscious through the raining dark sky, above him were the most horrible creatures that Paige had ever seen, it almost seemed even from this distance that a great force of darkness and evil was coming at her. She looked to Professor Dumbledore who just nodded as she called out for Harry with her Telekinetic Orbing Power. In an instant the whole crowd gasped as they saw Harry disappear in strange blue lights and then appear by Paige's side. With one look Dumbledore looked over Harry making sure he was alright than hurried out of their box. McGonagall just gave her a look, and said.

"He's going to be angrier then anything with the dementors," she then looked at Harry who was still unconscious on the bench with his head in Paige's lap. "You know where the medical ward is right?" She asked Paige who simply nodded it had been on her tour of the castle with Harry, Ron and Hermione. She then concentrated and orbed both herself and Harry to the medical ward in Hogwarts and away from prying eyes who were trying to get a good look at what was going on in the top box with Harry.

Once she had appeared in the ward a nurse came straight away to her and started to attend to Harry pushing Paige to the side. She quietly sat down on a chair remembering the different times she had been in hospitals because of magical reasons, after demon fights, or demonically caused traffic accidents, and of course the first time, in a car crash that would have killed her had she not been a witch. She simply watched Harry and waited till he woke up, a Whitelighters responsibility was after all to be there for her charge.

A/N: Even though it was a relatively short chapter, it took a long time to write because of distractions and not having a lot of motivation as well as losing all sense of my ability to write. But I think I am now back for good, don't take my word on that though. Please review and let me know if you think I'm on the right track. I will update as soon as I can and thanks as always goes to my editor Lenora