A/N: I'm skipping forward four years, and Paige was given up for adoption, however, the Elders did give her to a magical family instead of a mortal one. Yes, they figured it out, and Sam was put on probation. Which means their mother did die in 1978 like the series suggests because Sam didn't even have his wings at that time. Therefore, Paige may make an appearance at Magic School. You never know. Also, Leo won't make another appearance until they're about teenagers. By then, I figure they'll be technically active witches and will need a whitelighter.

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Prue walked around the manner looking for her Grams. She didn't want to go to Magic School today because ever since her mother's death the teachers have been treating her differently. She was always an advanced child, there was no questioning that, but they'd been acting like she had the plague. She knew she'd always been a difficult child compared to Piper and, most the time, Phoebe. But that didn't give them the right to treat her like she was carrying a life threatening disease that would kill them all. "Grams!"

"Prudence Halliwell, what's my policy on yelling, and why aren't you at school?" Her Grams stood at the top of the steps with her arms folded across her chest. This usually meant someone was in trouble, and Prue knew it was her.

"I didn't want to go," she mumbled crossing her arms. "Ever since Mom died," she swallowed back the bile that threatened to come out at saying those words, "things haven't been the same, and I know you're busy." She swallowed back the tears that threatened to fall. She hated the fact that she was the one that got to remember how Mom died. Sure, she wouldn't wish that upon her sisters, but she hated to bare such a memory. After the accident, she insisted that her powers be bound, but Grams would have nothing of it and neither would the Elders. As a compromise, Prue decided to just not use her power that was unless she had to for class.

Grams swiftly went down the stairs and hugged Prue. She knew how hard it was for Prue to know how her mother died. Ever since that summer, Prue had had some difficulties going back to Magic School. She didn't want anything to do with magic sometimes. Penelope could only wonder what life would've been like if she had just bound their powers instead of letting them go to that retched school. "I know it's been hard, Prue, but your mother would've wanted you to go." After the first couple months of the girls going to the school, Patty had liked it. She loved to hear what the girls had to say when they got home.

"I know, but everyone treats me like I have the plague all of the sudden." She hugged her Grams closer hoping she never went away. "I just don't understand."

"Prue, you know you're special. In fact, you're more special than all those children in that room." Grams pulled her back to look her in the eyes. "They're just jealous that, not only are you special, but you are also stronger than they are. You're a Halliwell, and Halliwells never cower away."

Prue nodded her head wiping her tears. "You're right," she agreed nodding her head. "I'm going to go to Magic School and show those kids what I'm made of." She straightened her back and fixed her jaw. "Thanks Grams."

"Anytime sweetie." Grams motioned towards the wall as a door appeared. "Go get 'em."

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Piper looked around the classroom. Rachael was supposed to be there. She promised she wouldn't miss today because it was their friendship anniversary. On this day, Rachael Gregory and she had become best friends forever. "Come on, where are you?"

"Looking for me," Rachael said tapping Piper on the shoulder making her jump. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." Rachael was pretty. She had a thin frame, a heart shaped face, with beautiful dark brown eyes. She was taller than Piper was, and could conjure things. Her long black hair hung from her head down to her middle back.

Piper smiled happily hugging her. "I thought you forgot."

"That on this day exactly four years ago we became best friends? Ha, in your dreams."

Piper laughed looking around the library. "Can you believe it's been four years since my mom enrolled my sisters and me here?" Piper saddened thinking about her mother but quickly smiled again. She didn't want her death to dampen the occasion. "I'm kind of glad she did though."

"Me too," Rachael laughed. Without Piper, her family life would've broken her down by now. With her mother being in jail and her father being a little down on his luck, things hadn't been easy at the Gregory house lately.

Piper looked at the clock and grabbed Rachael's hand. "Come on, you're going to miss it!"

"Miss what?"

"You'll see!"

They continued running through the long hallway until Piper stopped in front of a large old door. She put her finger to her lips and opened the door quickly freezing the room. She motioned for Rachael inside and shut the door before hiding behind a table.

"What's going," Rachael was cut off by Piper shushing her.

Quickly, Piper held up her hands and the room unfroze. Six whitelighters were sitting around the room making cool shapes with their orbs. Rachael looked at Piper amazed by the sight as Piper nodded. The whitelighters continued on with their show for about an hour before stopping to go to their duties. Piper and Rachael were giggling about how carefree the whitelighters were behind closed doors. "They call it cleansing their auras," Piper whispered to Rachael unaware of the figure who was standing behind them.

"Having fun," a voice asked behind them.

Piper's eyes grew wide as she slowly turned around to see Leo staring back at her. She laughed nervously smiling at her whitelighter before starting to hold up her hands. "Piper Halliwell, I wouldn't do that if I were you," Gideon said warningly.

Piper sighed rolling her eyes as she put her hands down. It wasn't fair that he knew what she was going to do before she could do it. "I just wanted to show Rachael the show, sir. You can understand that right?" She looked at him with hopeful and apologetic eyes. She wasn't one to get in trouble out of the three of them.

Gideon's features softened slightly as he looked down at the girl. He knew what kind of record she had. She wasn't one to get into mischief quite like her other sisters. It was innocent fun, after all. "Fine, but don't do it again."

"Thank you, sir." Piper exclaimed happily before making her way out of there and motioning Rachael along.

"Now, you two have potions class in about, two minutes. I'd start heading to class now." He looked sternly between the two.

"Yes, sir. Thank you again." She quickly headed out the door and laughed along with Rachael.

Rachael stopped laughing briefly and shook her head, "Don't you have like an A++ in potions class?"

Piper shrugged and nodded her head. "Yeah, but I wasn't about to tell the Headmaster that. My sisters already get in enough trouble for all of us." She started giggling again as they headed towards class.

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Phoebe looked around at her new class. She'd only been able to actually go to them for a few months since nobody knew that her powers had been active until then. She'd been keeping her visions a secret since she was young, but she couldn't quite keep it any longer when she'd saved a professor from falling off a ladder. She looked around at all the other students who were much older than she was. Sure, she loved magic, what wasn't to love? Even at five she was the best at spell making, even better than some of the teenagers who were in that class.

She sat in her little corner looking around. The students were standing all around in a circle talking to each other. Phoebe, being as recklessly bold as she is, made her way over to the group and looked at all of them. "What's everyone standing in a circle for," she asked curiously.

"Little girl, you should really go sit back down on your chair," one of the older kids said.

Phoebe crossed her arms and glared at them. She hated when people underestimated her. "Hey! For one, buddy, I am not a little girl, and for two, I could turn you into a toad in two seconds if I wanted to. So, why don't you go sit in a chair?"

The older boy looked down at her surprised by her boldness. He smirked at the girl and motioned her forward. "You got guts. Come on, we're using our powers to do a prank on the teacher. What can you do?"

Phoebe slumped and rolled her eyes. "I have premonitions. I know, it's lame."

The boy shrugged as he pulled some kind of whip thing from his pocket. He hit one of the desks pegs as it leaned. Another kid held out his hand and kept the desk level. Phoebe smiled wickedly liking this game and said a quick spell under her breath.

The teacher came in and all the kids scrambled to their seats. The teacher smiled and leaned on the desk. Suddenly, the desk fell, and the teacher stumbled to the floor. All the children laughed as they watched the sight. "Who did that," she demanded standing up. None of the children admitted to it and the teacher huffed. She snapped her fingers as a new, neat desk was conjured. "I see you're all having fun, but magic should not be used for your own personal enjoyment," she reprimanded.

"Why not," a red haired girl asked.

"Because, when you use your powers for personal gain, evil grows inside of you. Powers and witchcraft are only to be used to help others." She smiled reciting in a sing-song voice, "When you help others, you help yourself."

Half the kids in the room rolled their eyes as did Phoebe. That was so lame. She was five and even knew that. The teacher went around the desk and sat in her chair. Phoebe held back a laugh knowing what she'd done to it.

"Now, where were we," the teacher tried standing, but she couldn't. "Who did this," she asked clearly angry that she was stuck. Everyone in the room began laughing again as the teacher wheeled herself to the door. "You children remain in your seats! I'll be back!"

Once she'd left, an uproar hit the classroom. "Who did that," one of the older boys asked looking around.

"I did it," Phoebe replied proudly.

The boy laughed her off knowing she was just some psychic. "You couldn't do that. You're like five."

Phoebe glared at him and folded her arms.

"Take this boy who is quite a load,

And turn him into an ugly, little toad."

The boy looked at her in surprise as he began to morph into a toad. All the children laughed at the boy and high-fived Phoebe. She was a cool witch if she could do that. However, the teacher also decided to walk in at that time and stared sternly at Phoebe. "Phoebe Halliwell," her voice boomed.

The classroom became silent as everyone looked around. "Headmasters office now, young lady."

Phoebe slumped her shoulders and sauntered out of the classroom. She couldn't believe she'd gotten caught. Oh, Grams was going to kill her.

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Prue walked into the room as everyone stared at her. She scoffed and sat down next to her friends. They were all, of course, older than she was seeing how she was put in the class at an early age. "What's everyone looking at," she asked chuckling a little.

Gabriel leaned over the table and whispered. "I don't think they're quite okay knowing you saw you're mother die a couple years back by a demon. They figured you'd just give your powers up after that." He smiled at her reassuringly. He knew how hard her mother's death had been on her. He knew she'd wanted to be stripped of her powers immediately.

"Well screw them," Allison, her best friend, spoke up next to her. "Here's to true friends," she said trying to cheer Prue up. The girl was only nine and had been through more than most people had including herself.

"Thanks guys," Prue said glad that she had such great friends. "Seriously, you guys rock."

"Yeah, just remember that when you and your sisters officially take on your Charmed duties," Brad spoke up smiling at her.

"Oh yes, we'll be sure to come help save all your butts some time." She smiled happily at all her friends as they laughed. Though Prue sometimes just wanted to be normal, she wouldn't trade her friends or powers for the world. As of now, her sisters, her friends, and her powers were the only things keeping her together.

TBC…

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A/N: Also, please tell me if you'd like me to skip forward to when they're teenagers next! Thanks you for all who have reviewed! Hope you guys enjoyed. :)