A/N: I was thinking about dropping this story, but after getting some inspiration form a writing class I'm taking and a reviewer, I've decided to continue on. Hope you all like it. As always I do not own charmed or Harry Potter. As always thanks go to my beta reader: Leonora

Hogwarts

Christmas day came, and as Harry was opening his presents in the common room he noticed a peculiar parcel, opening it he found a gleaming Firebolt.

"Who sent it to you?" Ron asked.

"Look to see if there's a card." Harry said. After ripping open the Firebolt's packaging, he stared at it in shock.

"Nothing, Now really who would spend that much on you?" Said Ron.

"I doubt it was the Dursleys." Ron then suggested Professor Dumbledore, but Harry disagreed saying there was no way Dumbledore would spend that much money on him.

"What about Lupin?" Ron suggested.

"No I don't think he could even afford a cleansweep." Harry replied examining the broom. A few moments later after much analyzing Ron came up with another idea.

"What about Paige? Maybe that's part of the job as a whitelighter." Ron piped up. Harry shook his head searching for a box.

"No…she sent me a book from their own magic school…it's the compiled history of witchcraft in America. Besides she doesn't have any wizard money. Just US cash." He replied. He continued to look over the broom. It was then that Hermione entered, and decided that the Firebolt was a potential danger and needed to be confiscated. Their day continued on, with all the celebrations that Christmases usually are.

The days passed by, and Paige did not return. Every few days Harry would ask if there was any news about her from Professor McGonagall. He even checked the Daily Prophet's international section to see if there was any news there. There wasn't. One day he approached Professor Dumbledore after dinner.

"Professor?"

"Yes Harry?"

"I was wondering sir, if you had heard any news about Paige?" Dumbledore peered at him over his glasses.

"Well Harry, there has been some news, but it has been kept very quiet." He then drew him to the side. "Paige and her sisters are known as the charmed ones. I assume she told you that yes?" Harry nodded and Dumbledore continued.

"They're has been a threat to the whole magical world called the Avatars. They are a very powerful force, and were trying to change the balance of good and evil. The Charmed Ones were able to stop that from happening and restore the balance. Because Harry as much as we all are fighting against evil, it is needed in the world. It defines who people are. They did this at great expense to them; Paige lost someone very close to her." Harry nodded solemnly.

"Thank you professor." He then raced to the owlry to send a letter to Paige.

Dear Paige,

Professor Dumbledore told me what happened. I'm truly sorry for everything that happened. I hope you are doing all right.

Harry Potter

He then rushed off to his next dementor defense lesson with Professor Lupin. He hoped he would have some advancement this time.

San Francisco

Paige was in her room the day before she had put a new professor in charge of the school after hiring Drake. It hadn't been that long ago it seems since she had lost Kyle. But it had been…and she was still in shock. She wasn't sure what she should do next. Her sisters still needed her, but still she felt like she couldn't do anything. A sound caught her attention as she looked up and saw that an owl was in her bedroom window. Looking closer she sees that it is Harry's owl: Hedwig. She goes to it. Hedwig held out a claw which held out a letter. She opens it and reads. She then scrawls out a few words as an answer giving Hedwig a pat on her head as Hedwig flew off again.

Paige then rushed out of her room. Phoebe and Drake were on the couch talking. Piper and Leo were playing with the boys.

"Well everyone, it's been nice seeing you…I'm off to England." Paige blurted out as she came to the bottom of the stair case. Phoebe, Drake, and Leo gapped at her. Piper however blew up.

"You're doing what!!! What could you be thinking; do you know how much you're needed now??"

"Yes of course I do, but Harry needs me to." She then addresses Leo. "And Leo has been telling me to embrace my white lighter powers. You can just call me if you need me. I'm getting better at the intercontinental orbing really I am."

"But what about Zankou, he's not just a regular demon. Were going to need your help in vanquishing him." Phoebe said standing addressing Paige.

"I KNOW!! But you don't know what Harry is going through. I need to be there with my charge. The main threat is over with now. Now I am needed there. So I'm going, and that's all there is to it." Piper and Phoebe started to protest, but then Leo took a stand.

"I'm going to have to agree with Paige in this one. Her charge is part of the future of all magic in Great Britain." Piper started to protest so Leo drew her aside. "Piper, Paige needs this. She needs to feel needed. Kyle's loss to a deep impact on her. This assignment is one that can make her feel useful again. Don't worry. She can do this." Piper sighed, she hated losing arguments.

"All right. Paige you can go. But promise me. You will come at a moments notice if you're needed." Piper warned her. Paige smiled.

"Of course. I know its not over yet. But it's not over yet over there either. See you all later." She said with a wave and then orbed out of the manner.

Hogwarts

Harry was finishing his butterbeer with Professor Lupin after his somewhat successful anti dementor lesson. Today he had successfully created an indistinct Patronus. He thought it wasn't an achievement at all, but professor Lupin had said it was. They both drank in silence, not wanting to talk any more about the dementors kiss or what would be happening to Black if any one ever found him. A strange glimmer of blue light came into view to form Paige.

"Paige!! You're back!!" Harry said rushing to greet her.

"Of course I'm back, I couldn't stay away for long now could I?" She asked him. It was then that Professor Lupin cleared his throat.

"Oh Professor….sorry…this is my white lighter Paige. She was just assigned to me." Harry said making the introductions. "Paige this is Professor Lupin, the Defense of the dark arts professor."

"A whitelighter…well you don't see one of those every day on this side of magic." Lupin replied. Paige smiled.

"This is a special assignment for me." Lupin nodded.

"I bet…so tell me, if I'm not prying, when did you die?" He asked referring to how almost all whitelighters have to be good spirits who have died. Harry stood aghast.

"But she's not dead! Are you??" He asked horrified.

"No I'm not dead." Paige said laughing. "My father was a white lighter, my mother was a witch."

"So you're Paige Halliwell then? One of the charmed ones??" Lupin said surprised. Paige nodded.

"Actually it's Paige Matthews Halliwell. I was given up at birth." Paige said. Lupin nodded remembering the history lessons.

"Yes of course. Well this is an Honor Miss Halliwell." He smiled looking at her. "Perhaps we could meet for tea sometime to discuss the differences of defense against the dark arts from the two different sides of magic."

"I would love that." She said smiling. It was then that Harry came to his senses.

"I had best be going. Are you coming Paige?" he asked.

"Yes of course." She said smiling glancing back at Lupin who was smiling as well.

Paige and Harry walked down the stairs. Harry told her about the Firebolt and how Professor McGonagall had confiscated it to check for any problems.

"She was probably right you know. She's just trying to protect you."

"I know but I hate being protected all the time. No offense." He said.

"None taken." The continued walking along the corridors. Harry however did not have to wait very long until they bumped into Professor McGonagall literally, who then gave Harry his Firebolt back.

They proceeded to the Gryffindor Common Room. Where Paige greeted everyone again. And Harry amazed everyone with his new Firebolt. A few hours later when chaos broke out over the disappearance of Scabbers, Ron's Rat, Paige was able to settle every one down…well almost everyone. Ron was left in hysterics when she left to go to her own small apartment.

Standing at the window she gazed at the stars above her. She wasn't tired. After all it had only been mid afternoon where she had been. Now it was late at night. The time changing was going to be difficult on her. But she was bound and determined to be able to do this. To balance both her charmed duties and her White lighter duties. Apparently it was possible. How she wasn't sure yet. But she would do it. She smiled happily, here was where she belonged, and she certainly couldn't wait till the next Quidditch game. It was quickly becoming her favorite sport. How could it not. It was all Harry ever talked about most of the time. He still wouldn't open up about the events going around him.

Well that's it. I hope you all enjoyed it. Please Review and I will try and have another chapter up next weekend.