Little Witch
Chapter One
Pippa had been reading her grandmother's spellbook when her mom - Paige Matthews - burst through the door. In her surprise, the blue-eyed girl had dropped the spellbook. "Mom? Is everything okay?" she asked, picking up the book and running to her mother, who blanched as Pippa said the word "mom." Without any explanation, she grabbed her daughter's arm and started to drag her to the car, still looking pale and worried. She kept tossing cautious glances around her shoulder.
Once Paige had tossed Pippa in the car and started it, Pippa started to demand answers. "Mom? Mom! What's wrong? Has there been a demon outbreak? Is it an Innocent?" Pauge ignored her and started to mutter something about a Halliwell Manor, which made Pippa very confused. What was Halliwell Manor, and why was Mom going going on about it? she thought, unconsciously death-gripping the carseat.
After a short time of driving (Paige had been going more than a few miles over the speed limit), they mulled up to a big, glorious Victorian. "Come on," she said to Pippa, getting out. Still confused, she followed her mother. Paige started rapidly knocking on the door and stopped when a woman with long mouse-brown hair and hazel brown eyes answered. "Oh, Piper, thank God," Paige said, gripping the woman's shoulders. The woman, Piper, looked shell-shocked. "Paige? What're you doing here? And who's that?" She threw a hand in Pippa's direction, and despite the weird urgentness of the situation, Pippa made herself look haughty and indifferent to th Piper woman, throwing her hair over her shoulder.
Paige whispered something in Piper's ear and she let them in. Grudgingly so, though, when Pippa passed through the door. Pippa couldn't say she was very fond of Piper, either, at the moment.
When they were in the house - Halliwell Manor - Pippa saw three other people. One was a woman with short, almost black brown hair and matching eyes. She had a kind face but a dangerous air to her. The other person was a man, a guy with brown-blonde hair and blue eyes. The last person was another woman, one who made Pippa think she was looking at a reflection of herself when she was in her late thirties or early forties.
"Prue, we need to talk," Paige said, walking over to the woman who looked like Pippa. Prue sucked in a breath at the sight of Pippa, who cocked her head to the side. Paige talked in hushed tones with Prue some distances away. The rest of them - Piper, the dark-haired woman, Pippa, and the man - sat in awkward confusion in a living room which, under normal circumstances, Pippa would've found charming. But this was certainly not normal circumstances. For God's sake, she was sitting in a room full of strangers while her mother was panicking for no apparent reason.
Pippa turned away from the people in front of her when she saw the dark-haired woman staring at her. Looking down, Pippa realized it wasn't her the woman had been staring at - it was her grandmother's spellbook. Darkening her gaze, Pippa clutched it protectively to her chest.
Just then, Paige and Prue stopped arguing and returned to the group of awkwardly waiting people. "Piper...Pheobe...Leo...I have something to tell you..." Prue said, looking to each of the people in turn as she said their names. Paige walked over to Pippa and squeezed her shoulders, looking a little sad. Prue took a deep breath before telling an unbelievable tale.