A/N: Aw thanks guys! You've given me confidence. So someone pointed out that I didn't actually put in Lilly's P.O.V so I included it in here. So I'm actually glad that you all like them because I've never written James or Lilly before so I was worried that you wouldn't believe it as credible. So yeah. Onwards.

Chapter 3 - Whirlwind.

Lilly walked silent to the kitchen shock setting in. She grabbed a low hanging pan and slammed it on the hob and grabbed eggs and flour and sugar. grabbing a owls he threw everything and mixed furiously. The muggle way. Behind her Daniel looked at his mother who was mixing that fast that stray pieces of batter flew behind her. His friend Ron looked at him and neither of them know what to say.

"Mum...Are you okay" He asked standing to his feet.

"Mrs Potter..."Ron asked also standing. Then the kitchen door opened and for a moment Lilly hoped that it was Scarlett. That she hadn't left so she could hug her baby and tell her how sorry she was and ask about anything and everything that has gone on in her life.

She whipped her head around quickly visibly sinking when James stepped red-eyed.

"Danny can you and Ron go outside and play with your brooms please" He said in a hoarse voice while the strong smell of whiskey tumbled from his breath.

"But dad! I wanted to play in my room"

"NOW DANIEL" He shouted at his son. Said son being unused to hearing his name shouted at him fled the kitchen his overweight friend waddling after him.

"James...How could we...Our little girl" Lilly said before breaking down in uncontrollable sobs. Sliding down the kitchen counter she felt James hug her close and felt his own tears on her cheeks. She sobbed for her mistakes. She sobbed for her daughter that she never knew.

Piper Halliwell peered out of the window in the living room. She wasn't a nosy person but when a huge removals van shows up to place several large pieces of furniture across the street in the manor that was abandoned even when she was growing up her curiosity peeked.

"Hey mom what you doing?" Chris asked as he walked in from the kitchen munching on a homemade cookie. The summer vacation had stated a month ago and already Piper was counting down the days that they ended.

"There's a new family moving in to the black manor across the road" She answered closing the net curtain.

"You mean that creepy old abandoned house that offered many a tale of spooky happenings over the years?" He asked as he finished his cookie.

"Yep...Oh I think the owner is here" Chris stood next to his mother and looked as a shaggy black haired man stepped out a dark blue sedan. He walked over to the van and began to help the men take out what looked like a statue of a dragon. Then the passenger door opened and a girl stepped out and Chris's breath caught in his throat. She was gorgeous. She had pale skin that made her black hair stand out impeccably and he noticed that intertwined in her hair were highlights of blue and pink running through them.

"So I see you've noticed the new neighbors" Phoebe said walking through the front door.

"Why is it you own your own place with your husband and yet you insist on coming here to bug me" Piper asked.

"Aw you just know you'd miss me" Phoebe said.

"Really wouldn't" Phoebe pretended not to have heard and joined her nephew and her sister in looking out the window. The girl was saying something to the man who merely shrugged and ran off. The removals had now finished and left. The man had run into the house leaving the door open. The girl picked up a box from the floor and looked around the street. They saw that she had piercing green eyes. They landed on the Halliwell house and she raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly beofre turning and walking into the house.

"Well that was awkward" Chris commented.

"Yeah cos nothing says welcome to the neighborhood like peeping on them" Paige said dryly behind them.

"You have your own homes!" Piper cried stalking off the sanctuary better known as the kitchen to bake a house warming gift. Paige and Phoebe began a discussion about the pros and cons about highlights in their hair. Chris walked to his room unable to shake the image of the new girl from his mind. God if Wy was here I would never hear the end of it he thought as he walked into his room.

It was dusty. Really dusty. "Siri I thought this place was clean" She asked dragging a finger across the banister and coming away with an inch of dust on her fingertip. She was going to sneeze

"It was cleaned..Of dark magical objects"

"What about all of the dust" She said. She could feel it building.

"So?...OH...You still got that dust allergy?" He asked in a quiet voice. She glared before slamming her eyes shut as the sneeze over took her ability to think.

"Sorry guess I forgot in all the excitement of moving. I guess it's a really acute allergy" Sirius said.

"You" Sneeze "Think" Sneeze "So" Sneeze. When she was done she brushed away the involuntary tears that formed. "Hmm I wonder" She mused. She flicked her wrist causing an unnatural wind to blow through clearing the foyer and the surrounding rooms of dust "I did it!" She squealed.

"Did what"

"Terrence said I could control the elements right? So I focused on using wind to clear the dust and whoosh! Instant dusting done. I guess it's like my metamorphagus abilities...Intent and focus"

"Right...Anyway so we'll unpack and then you can cook dinner" Sirius suggested.

"Why am I the one cooking" Scarlett complained.

"Do you want burnt toast for dinner" Sirius asked raising an eyebrow at her.

"Point taken" She called as she walked up the stairs. She walked to the first room and placed the box down on what appeared to be a newly bought king sized bed. She shook her head at it. If there was one thing that Sirius wasn't afraid to do was spend his inheritance wildly including clothes and enough classic cars and motorcycles as possible. Tearing open the box she pulled out her possessions and placing them down with magic.

She discreetly pulled the curtain back and looked at the house across the street and smirked at their expressions when she caught them staring. At least it wasn't because of her stupid younger brother. And that boy who was looking as well was pretty cute.