Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor do I own Charmed.

Warnings: Slash. this story is all about Harry and Wyatt and magic. Slash, don't like then don't read but don't whine about it okay? Good. Next then, there will be mpreg. Some character bashing. And no matter how many times I proofread I tend to get timescales wrong so if I do just tell me so I can put it in the warnings of my next chapter. Okay? I think that's all for now. Oh, in later chapters I will delete the 'lemon' scenes or the slightly more graphic scenes because I'm not sure whether I should put them online here. If you want them later on ask me to email them to you.

Pairings: Wyatt/Harry, Leo/Piper, Jason/Phoebe, Kyle Brody/Paige (btw, I have no idea who he is but I know he's a white lighter so I used him okay?), Ron/Hermione in later chapters.

Chapter 8

Hermione was a very good tour guide, if a little too good. She managed to comment on most of Hogwarts history as they walked around and pointed out and introduced the group to many of the ghosts and Order members who were wandering around Hogwarts. Evan stayed with Warren and Chris most of the time and they traded insults, ideas for pranks and even managed to get into three fights on the way around the castle giving Evan blue eyes and blue hair, Warren pink hair and Chris found himself looking like an overgrown lemming with his bright green hair.

Wyatt on the other hand had spoken to Hermione most of the trip and managed to get Hermione to talk about what Harry Potter was like. To say the least Wyatt learned an awful lot more about Harry Potter from Hermione than he had from Evan. Evan had never told the Halliwell's what things he did at school and how trouble seemed to follow him around. They had never heard about how Evan had saved the philosopher's stone, battled and slain a Basilisk, rescued his Godfather, fought in a deadly tournament, fought Voldemort for the forth time (in forth year including the time he was a baby) and how he'd lost his only family member through a veil and survived the evil lord again in his fifth year not to mention the loss of his mentor and grand father figure before the Last battle where he lost many friends. No, Evan had only told the Halliwell's that ever since he'd been born he'd been destined to defeat the evil and powerful wizard Voldemort and had, in the end, managed it but lost a great deal. Evan had also vaguely mentioned that he was very used to danger as he'd been fighting evil pretty much his whole life but he'd never mentioned how much he'd had to fight and how bad it all was. Heck, Wyatt never even knew that Harry Potter had nearly lost the final battle only to come back and completely drain Voldemort of all his magical power having to watch the crazy, evil, no-longer-human dark lord die in front of him not to mention being helpless to stop all the other's from dying in his arms. Wyatt finally understood why Evan didn't want to fight any more.

"Right well school's almost over now. Why don't we go outside and see if my husband will take you all flying." Hermione said making everyone agree enthusiastically. Wyatt grabbed Evan's hand and dragged him to the back of the group.

"Wyatt what…"

"I've just been told something interesting about Harry and thought I'd tell you about it." Wyatt said giving a meaningful look at Evan. The colour in the auburn haired young man's face slowly drained away. Swallowing nervously Evan nodded.

"Okay."

"It seems this Harry Potter we've heard so much about had a very interesting life at Hogwarts. He had an adventure, a very dangerous one, every single year without fail. Always in trouble he was, always had someone dangerous after him."

"Great…now you know." Evan whispered snatching his hand away from Wyatt's. "I guess it was in my upbringing to be in danger often."

"It would certainly explain things." Wyatt chuckled ignoring the very upset face of Evan but feeling the need to push forward with the conversation. "My main question is why didn't you tell us all the truth in the first place? The whole truth not just the bits about the final battle." Evan sighed heavily and looked pleadingly into Wyatt's eyes.

"I didn't have the perfect childhood Wyatt, you know that. You've been there when I've had my nightmares. You know how bad the Dursley's were for me. I didn't want you to find out what life I had in Hogwarts. You were already paraboid enough. I didn't have the perfect life and I was trying not to remember my struggles thank you. I told you the basics of my life and the important bits like the final battle, I just left out the parts I didn't wanna remember. Besides, it's not like my life got any easier after the final battle hence I left just like I told you. Can we drop the subject and not bring it up again?"

"Fine but I think we should let our parents know." By that Evan knew Wyatt meant the older Halliwell's.

"Get Warren to do a broadcast of your thoughts to them and your memories. Make sure they know I wasn't planning on telling anyone not even myself that those years had happened though, I don't need more pity." Wyatt nodded and Evan began walking away muttering only just loud enough for Wyatt to hear. "God, Chris is gonna tease me so bad!"

The group made it to the Quidditch grounds and Ron grabbed a group of brooms from the cupboard for them all to practise with. Ron then proceeded to teach the large group on how to fly which took him all of thirty minutes to explain that he didn't care how the bloody things stayed in the air they just did. Evan was the only one who didn't try out flying, along with Hermione anyway. Hermione watched with mild amusement as some of the girls complained that the wind was messing up their hair. Evan watched Wyatt as he looped around the Quiddich field in complete control of his broom but Evan noticed Wyatt wasn't trying to do anything spectacular and wasn't completely thrilled with flying since he could do it without assistance sometimes.

"Are you not going to try it Evan?" Evan looked over at Hermione who was looking at him with a warm smile. Evan offered her a weak smile in return.

"No, I think I'll keep my legs planted firmly on the ground thank you."

"Oh? Why's that?" She asked making Evan briefly wonder if she had caught him looking longingly at the spare brooms.

"Well I get into enough trouble with my feet on the ground, imagine what kind of trouble I'd get into in the air." Evan laughed easily before turning Chris' hair a violent bubblegum pink as Chris loudly agreed.

"Well I don't really like flying that much." The woman offered looking up to watch Ron sour around showing the group various tricks. "I always used to leave Quiddich and flying to Harry and Ron. Now of course I've only got Ron left to watch." Evan frowned at Hermione in slight confusion before catching her gaze and looking as sympathetic as he could.

"I'm sorry for your loss." An expression of anger crossed over Hermione's features before she tried desperately to control her emotions. In the end she settled for a cold look at Evan and spoke through gritted teeth.

"He's not dead…"

"I never presumed he was. I'm only apologising for the fact that his absence has seemingly effected you." Evan crossed his arms over his chest and looked away from the woman refusing to look at her as he walked away in the direction that the xt to the grounds was in.

"Hey Evan wait! You don't know the way back to the castle!" Hermione shouted trying to get him to come back. Without turning Evan shouted her a reply.

"It's a castle for crying out loud, I can see the towers from here. It won't be that hard to get back, I'm not a complete idiot!"