A/N: Thank you everyone for your great reviews, it kept me going, and pushing myself. The hardest part is to find the time to write, real life has interceded a lot lately. Hope you all like it. As always I do not own Charmed or Harry Potter. As always thanks go to my beta reader: Leonora. A special thanks to Rebecca Matthews who has pushed me lately and inspired me with her own story. I suggest you all read it.
Hogwarts
When Harry went down to the Quidditch pitch to practice with his new broom, Paige stayed up at the castle. He would be perfectly fine on his own. She didn't want him distracted by her presence. She also knew she was getting a lot better at the sensing ability that white lighters possessed. She could now sense Harry when ever she wished, but he kept popping in her head when he was under particular distress, which most days meant he was in potions class.
She spent that afternoon wandering around the castle. She ran into professor Flitwick and started to have an intense conversation on the differences between charms in her side of magic, and the old and ancient magic that he believed the magic of Hogwarts was a part of.
"Oh I believe that they both have their strengths. After all I doubt any one of us could curse an evil warlock into a locket." A voice said kindly behind her. Paige turned around to find Professor Lupin. She smiled at him.
"Well Perhaps, but that wasn't me, that was the original charmed ones, when my sister Prue was alive, before my sisters found me and I came into my powers." She told him…growing quiet at the mention of Prue.
"Oh I'm sorry…I forgot about that part of your past…you haven't had your powers for that long have you?"
"No only about four years now." She told him. Professor Flitwick at this point was feeling very left out.
"You show remarkable talent for only having your powers for that long. It takes most witches on your side years to master them." He said speaking up louder than he usually did.
"Well I had help. My sisters taught me everything I know about potions and spells and how to control my powers. But being able to master them was my doing I guess." She says sheepishly.
"Don't be so shy, you are a very talented witch," Lupin replied back. "Would you like to go for a walk? I hear the Gryffindor team is practicing right now. If you don't mind that I steal her away from you professor?" He says asking Professor Flitwick.
"No, no I have some grading to do anyways." He says scurrying off grumbling to himself that he didn't get the chance to debate the topic with Paige.
"I would love to." She replied as she and Lupin start to walk down to the Quidditch pitch.
They started to walk down toward the pitch, even though it was cold out, and there was a light dusting of snow on the ground, it was a very enjoyable day to be outside. There were several groups of students huddled together talking and a few trying to have a magical snow ball fight. Paige smiled kicking a few snow clumps in her path.
"Now this is what winter should be like, not all warm like it is in San Francisco."
Lupin smiled, "I've never been to the states, but I've heard San Francisco, can have its own problems…ground quakes I think they are called."
"No," Paige laughed, "Earthquakes and those aren't that bad…most of the time." They continued on down to the pitch not talking much, until they arrived, they went up the stands to where they could have a good view. "I still don't get this game much, it seems very complicated."
"It is, there is somewhere around 400 violations a player can make…I think. Quidditch isn't exactly my best subject."
"Harry tells me you are giving him special lessons, how are those going?" Paige asked.
"Very good, he's very talented, and he has the motivation to do it….he reminds me so much of his parents. I knew them, we went to Hogwarts together." He gazed up at Harry.
"You're very protective of him." She commented.
"Yes…I suppose so, he has lived such a hard life, he deserves better."
Paige sighed, she knew Harry's whole history now, including how he lived with his horrible Aunt and Uncle, she thought about going to their house and warning them that they had to be nice to Harry, but Professor Dumbledore warned her against it, as they didn't want to expose her side of magic to them as well. "Yes, he deserves much better, he deserves a real family, but if there is one thing I've learned over the years, we find our own family's in our friends." Lupin simply smiled slightly and continued to watch the practice.
Paige watched as well, they didn't speak, except when Lupin pointed out a maneuver that Harry would make on his broom, or a save that Wood would make. Practice ended and Paige went to join Harry and his friends, he seemed pretty pleased with how the practice had gone and was holding on to his new Firebolt.
"So what did you think of that Paige?"
"Very good."
"Did I see professor Lupin with you?" Harry asked. Paige looked around and Lupin and saw he was walking back towards the castle.
"Yeah, I think he had some work to do." She replied.
"Oh…ok," a few of Harry's friends came up to him, wanting a ride on the Firebolt. Harry gave them a chance to ride while he talked to Paige.
"Lupin did say you were progressing very well in your extra lessons." She told him encouragingly.
"Yeah, I think I'm getting better at my Patronus, it's not fully formed yet, but it's getting there." Harry told her.
"I'm sure you will get it." She replied with a smile.
A few days later was the Gryffindor match vs. Ravenclaw, Paige was a little nervous, after all, the first match she had gone to, she had to save Harry in the process. Harry wasn't so sure either, but Hermione reassured them both that everything should be fine; Professor Dumbledore would not let something like that happen ever again.
Fortunately for all of the Gryffindor's and Paige, they had something else to worry about when Ron's pet rat, Scabbers turned up missing and blames Hermione's cat Crookshanks. Paige didn't know what was going on, she didn't really like rat's as pet's, and she wouldn't put it past a cat to eat a rat, but still, things seemed to be blown way out of proportion. She was very glad she wasn't 13 any more.
The match dawned and every thing seemed to go well, until near the end, as Paige was watching she saw three dark hooded figures enter the stadium grounds. She tried to pick up if they were actual dementors, she didn't think they were, but then as Harry was in a nose dive chasing the snitch, he produced a Patronus and blew them away, grabbing the snitch and revealing the assailants…Draco, and his cronies.
Paige laughed a little, but a nagging feeling pulled her back, something didn't seem right. She stood up with the rest of the cheering stands of Gryffindor's cheering the win.
Walking down the steps she went to join Harry and his friends, Hermione and Ron still weren't on very good speaking terms. Paige tried to get them to talk, but as the youngest child and on only child in another instance, she didn't have very good practice in the mediating department.
Reaching the Gryffindor dormitory, Paige continued to have a nagging feeling that something was wrong. She let herself into her own room and sat a bit trying to figure it out, concentrating all of her energy on the problem. Then the answer came to her in a voice in her head, it was Leo.
"Paige, you need to come home now."
The voice was urgent, something was wrong at home, her sister needed her. Paige quickly scribbled a note to Dumbledore, and Harry telling them where she had gone. She orbed out soon after leaving her notes heading for home and for certain demon troubles with Zankou. She knew if they were calling her know, then the problem there was more important than any other.
Later that night when Harry woke with a start after Ron yelled out about Sirius Black in their dormitory, he called out for her, but Paige didn't come. He kept calling, but there was no answer. He was scared, she always came.
Professor McGonagall finally arrived and the situation was figured out, but still the castle was on high alert, Black had gotten in, Neville was in tears, Ron was scared out of his wits, and Harry was nervous. He only later found her note, but at that moment he felt not only alone, but some what betrayed. When he found the note he was even more worried, and felt more and more alone.
Well that's it for now, I know its kind of short, but I wanted to review the previous chapters to make sure I knew where I was. I will continue to write when I can. As always please review, it really does give me inspiration, and motivation.