Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or Harry Potter

Title: Turning Point

Summary: Where will Chris turn to when Wyatt is terrorizing? Can he find a place of safety? Chris-Centic, takes place in unchanged future.

--Chapter 4--

Chris felt very embarrassed after asking Harry stupid questions this morning. Harry seemed pretty shocked that he didn't know anything about Voldemort. Chris decided that he should probably do some research, and pay attention more in History of Magic. It was the weirdest class though. Unlike other class this class has a ghost for a teacher. This ghost just had a talent of making people want to go to sleep. But after a quick trip to the library, Chris was able to find out a bit about this Voldemort. He sounded kind of like Wyatt, power hungry and stuff. Surprisingly, Chris found out a great deal about Harry too. He was pretty impressed, Harry had a big reputation, though he did not seem very popular around the school.

Chris rolled around in his bed. Class was still a bit hard for him, but after quite a bit of effort, he was finally able to do something with his wand. It never works on the first try though. He begins to worry a bit about the O.W.L tests everyone keeps talking about. He heard that in the Defense Against the Dark Arts test he would have to use wand magic, Professor Umbridge sure didn't teach them any. The only thing he thinks he might do well on is Potions, which was pretty much common sense to him. This whole school atmosphere is getting to him, he's actually acting like a student, and forgetting about all the other stuff. He threw his bed sheets off of him and decided that he wanted to go sit in the common room for a little bit, he couldn't really sleep, so he might try and get some homework done. He walked down the stairs to the common room. Surprisingly he heard someone talking in the common room, everyone should be asleep right? The voice was very unfamiliar, and it sounded way too old to be a student. Chris sped up.

"Wait! I think someone's coming!" He heard a girl said, as he approached the entrance of the common room. It was Hermione. She stood up nervously and stared at him. Harry and Ron were in the room too, they turned their gaze from the fireplace to Chris and quickly stood up.

"Hey!" Hermione said quickly, waving her arms at him.

"Hey..." Chris said, staring at the fireplace, wondering what they were looking at.

"Why aren't you in bed?" Harry asked, sounding a bit annoyed.

"I couldn't sleep," Chris answered, "Who were you guys talking to?"

"No one," Ron said quickly, a bit too quickly, he turned red, "Just...just...each other..." He amended.

"I thought I heard someone..." Chris started.

"Oh! That's rubbish!" Ron interrupted, "We were the only ones talking, who did you think you heard?"

Hermione hit him on the arm and glared at him, "It's kind of late! we're going to go to bed, good night, Chris." She said quickly, dragging Harry and Ron out the room with her.

Chris stared, they're kind of weird. He sat down in front of the fireplace. What could be so special about this fireplace? What were they looking at? He stared hard at it, nothing was there. He shook his head and stood up, he should get to work. He walked over to one of the chairs, turning his head back curiously to look at the fireplace again. Then he stopped and stared. For a second, he saw a head there. He stared at the fire again, trying to see it again, but it didn't appear.

"The hell?" He said nervously as he walked back in front of the fireplace. Maybe he was just tired, but he could swear he saw it. Could Harry and them have been talking to the head?

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The next morning, Chris found his way to his first divination class. He woke up a bit late this morning and didn't eat to go eat breakfast. He sat down in one of the seats. He felt a bit lost without Harry, Ron or Hermione with him. He spots the teacher in the center of the room. She had really bushy hair and huge glasses. She looks really awkward, Chris knows he won't like her. Then Harry walked into the room by himself. That was kind of strange. Chris was about to go into to go and sit next to Harry, when he saw Ron come in and settled down in the seat next to Harry.

"Hermione and I stopped arguing." Ron said to Harry.

Harry nodded.

Chris figured they might have got into a fight.

"Alright class!" Professor Trelawney said, "Class has begun. Today we will do some crystal reading, for the next class we will do dream reading, so for homework I want all of you to keep a dream journal."

Chris sighed, dream journal huh. That should be fun. He looked in the crystal ball in front of him, there was nothing but white things in there. He's probably not going to see anything. He doesn't think anyone else in the room could see anything either, they were all just talking about random things. But suddenly he saw something move in the the crystal ball. His eyes widened. He moved his face closer to the crystal ball. The mist inside was clearing up, and he could see someone. Someone familiar. It was Wyatt. He gasped loudly and stood up. Everyone in his class looked up at him. Professor Trelawney walked over.

"What is it, my boy? What did you see?" She asked somewhat excitedly.

"Nothing..." Chris said, sitting back down on his seat.

"Nothing?" Professor Trelawney asked again, this time sounding somewhat disappointed.

"Nothing," Chris answered, shaking his head.

Professor Trelawney nodded and slowly walked away.

Chris stared into the crystal ball again, the mist was starting to clear up again. He can see Wyatt again, he bit his lip to stop himself from making any sounds. He tried to look away from the ball, but suddenly noticed that Wyatt looked like he was talking to someone. Curiously, Chris dragged his head in closer. He couldn't see who Wyatt was talking to. He grabbed the crystal ball and dragged it in closer to get a better look, but as soon as he grabbed the crystal he felt a yank and a strong pull, forcing him to let out a gasp.

Mist was all around him and he can see Wyatt talking to somebody. Now he can see the other person clearly. He had no hair, cruel looking eyes, and somewhat snake like features.

"How about an alliance?" He heard Wyatt say.

The stranger, pulled his thin lips into a smile, but Chris didn't hear a reply.

Suddenly the room started spinning and he felt himself being dragged farther away from Wyatt and the stranger.

Then he feels something pull him out, he opened his eyes and found himself in the classroom again. Professor Trelawney was staring at him.

"What did you see, boy? What did you see?" She said anxiously.

Chris shook his head, his opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. His took his hand off the crystal ball, grabbed his bag and walked quickly out of the room.

Harry and Ron stared at each other.

"What do you think he saw?" Ron asked, curiously.

"I don't know." Harry said shaking his head, "But it can't be good."

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Harry and Ron went into the Great Hall for lunch.

"Harry!" Hermione asked excitedly, as they approached her, "You know...about what we talked about last night? You're going to do it right?"

Harry nodded, "I'll do it if people would actually want me to teach them. I doubt anybody will, people here think I'm mad!"

"Trust me, mate." Ron said, slapping Harry encouragingly on the shoulder, "You're going to be loads better than Umbridge."

"How exactly are we going to get it to work?" Harry asked curiously.

"I could start by asking some people, and tell them to meet us at the Hog's Head in Hogsmeade next week if they're interested." Hermione said.

"You think anyone will come?" Harry asked.

Hermione was about to answer, but Chris, who suddenly appeared, interrupted her, "Go where?" He asked curiously.

Hermione turned her head back and stared at him. "Well..." She started. He sat down next to her, and stared at the three of them.

"What are you guys up to?" Chris asked, he can tell from their faces that it wasn't something that was allowed in this school.

"Um...well." Hermione said, "Well, Harry was thinking about starting a Defense Against the Dark Arts class to teach other students how to defend against dark arts."

"Actually, it was Hermione's idea." Harry pointed out as Ron nodded.

"Oh." Chris said, "Why?"

"Why?" Ron said, half laughing, "Because Umbridge isn't teaching us any! We need to learn how to defend ourselves! What if you-know-who comes after us?"

"I know...who?" Chris asked.

"He means Voldemort." Harry said.

"Oh." Chris said, "So, when does this club thing start?"

"You're interested?" Hermione asked excitedly.

"Yah." Chris nodded, "I need all the help i could get."

"Okay, okay, well, we're going to meet at the Hog's Head, that's at Hogsmeade to get things organized first. we haven't quite decided how to meet or where to meet yet for the lessons..." Hermione said, "I'm going to go tell some other people about it, you probably shouldn't talk about it with anyone else though."

"Okay, where is Hogsmeade?" Chris asked again.

"Oh, don't worry, teachers will escort us there, once you get there it's not that hard to find the Hog's Head. But you need a parent or guardian's permission to be able to go." Hermione told him.

"I...don't have a parent or guardian...." Chris said slowly.

"What?" Ron cried, "Why?"

"They died," Chris said simply.

"Oh..." Ron said, turning slightly red.

"Maybe you should talk to Professor McGonagall about it." Hermione said.

Chris nodded.

"Why are we meeting at the Hog's Head?" Harry asked, "Why can't we just meet at the three broom sticks?"

"Because a lot of people goes to the three broom sticks, Harry," Hermione answered, "Sounding annoyed, I don't think teacher's would actually like the idea of a club like this, i mean, it's not exactly a study group."

"Oh, but it's kind of creepy there don't you think?" Harry asked, "Seems like the kinds of places Voldemort would go to."

"I'm sure you-know-who will not be there." Hermione said, "You're just trying to change your mind, aren't you?"

"No, of course not." Harry said, "I'm just a little worried that's all."

"Don't worry, mate!" Ron said cheerfully, "We're here with you."

Harry nodded.

"Um," Chris said softly, catching everyone's attention, "I was wondering if you guys know how Voldemort looks like."

They stared at him.

"Is he bald? Small head? Thin lips? Snake-like looking?" Chris asked slowly.

Harry nodded, "How did you know?" He asked curiously, "Did you see him before?"

"No. I--well, kind of..." Chris stuttered.

A realization hit Harry, "You saw him in the crystal ball today, didn't you?" He stated.

Chris nodded.

"What did you see?" Harry asked anxiously.

"I--I--he was talking to someone, I--I--don't really remember." Chris said quickly.

"Wow, you saw you-know-who?" Ron said incredulously, "No wonder you were so scared."

Chris smiled weakly, "I'm going to get some homework done." He said, getting up and leaving. Shit, he thought as he walked out of the Great Hall, Wyatt is forming an alliance with Voldemort, this is not good. Why did he see them in the crystal ball, and why did he get a premonition. Does this mean he was suppose to do something about it?

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Back in the Great Hall, Harry, Ron and Hermione were still talking.

"Do you really think he forgot what he saw?" Hermione asked the other two.

Harry shook his head, "I doubt it, there's something he's not telling us."

"I wonder what he's hiding." Ron added curiously.

Harry and Hermione shrugged.

A/N: Sorry for late update, been having a lot of homework lately. Oh, I changed the storyline of Harry Potter a little bit, don't really remember how everything happened, I read it a long time ago.