Charmed Wizard

Phoebe walked downstairs the next morning and found Cole folding the blankets and sheets he'd used to sleep on the couch the night before. “Morning. Is Harry up yet?”

“Well, if he is, he hasn't come down yet,” Cole said.

Phoebe nodded. “So Harry doesn't have any of his things here. We're going to have to head back to that house to get them.”

“I already went there last night. The place was completely deserted and there was nothing in it, except for furniture. No clothes or anything,” Cole said.

“They took his things?!” Phoebe asked angrily. It was bad enough that those animals had harmed their son, but now they'd apparently stolen everything he owned.

Cole nodded. “I'm not surprised that they'd disappear. We did promise retribution, but I don't know why they'd take his stuff. Maybe out of spite.”

“Well, we're going to have to take him shopping then. He's going to need clothes and furniture for his room,” Phoebe said.

“Uh, I think we should talk somewhere else,” Cole said before holding out his hand for her.

“Why?” Phoebe asked.

“Because there's something we need to discuss and I see the conversation turning hostile to say the least. I don't think either of us wants our son to walk in on that,” Cole said.

Phoebe narrowed her eyes, but took his hand. The next thing she knew, they'd shimmered to the mausoleum, the one they'd gone to all the time after she first found out he was a demon. “Okay, what is it?”

“Look, neither of us knew things were going to happen like this. Our plan was to ease ourselves into life before there was any talk of him living with either of us, but that's now out the window and we have to figure out how we're going to handle his living arrangements. The three of us can't stay at the Manor forever. I'm sure Piper and Leo would like their kids back home at some point,” Cole said.

“Yes, I know. He'll come home with me within the next few days,” Phoebe said.

“I don't think that's a good idea,” Cole said.

Phoebe glared at him. “Don't even think you're going to do this, Cole! My son is coming home with me!” She wasn't going to keep Cole away, but she wanted Harry to live with her for the most part. She wouldn't consider anything else.

Cole returned the glare. “Okay, first of all, he's my son too. Don't forget that. Second, maybe you wanna think about what's best for him right now!”

Phoebe laughed, though there was no trace of humor in it. “Okay, so you're saying that my son isn't better off with me? You hate me so much that you think I'm a bad mother?!”

“I didn't say that! Regardless of how I may feel about you personally, I know you're a good mother. Would you listen to what I have to say instead of jumping to conclusions?” Cole asked heatedly.

Phoebe continued to glare, but remained silent.

“Harry has known the truth for less than a day. He's still reeling from that. He's surrounded by strangers, which has him even more overwhelmed. Plus, he's been abused,” Cole said. The last part was said quietly with a cringe. He hated saying those words. His child had spent probably years being tormented by people who were meant to love him, all because some asshole Elders decided to judge him before he was even capable of speaking. “Your house is filled with even more people he doesn't know. I just don't think it's the best idea to crowd him right now.”

“He's going to have to get to know them, Cole. They're his family too,” Phoebe argued.

“I understand that, but maybe we could do it little by little. Tell him about them, but don't them on him right away. Then when he decides he's comfortable enough, let him meet and get used to them little by little,” Cole said.

“And in the meantime he lives with you? You don't even have a place to live,” Phoebe pointed out.

“I saw a place I liked the other day. I can put an offer down. I was never declared dead, so the bank account I had set up before my vanquish should still be there. It would just be for a few weeks, Phoebe. Then we can work out some kind of arrangement, maybe switch off every week or so, depending on what Harry wants,” Cole said.

Phoebe hated this idea. She wanted her son to live with her. But when she finally calmed down enough to hear Cole out, she understood his concerns, and grudgingly, she had to admit he was right. It wasn't fair to push so many people at their son just yet. He was barely able to deal with the fact that he had new parents, springing a stepfather and sisters on him that he'd be living with on top of it so soon was a bit much. “I'd have access to him whenever I want, right?”

“Absolutely,” Cole agreed.

“Okay,” Phoebe said after a second.

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Harry walked downstairs towards the kitchen. He'd hibernated in Wyatt's room as long as he could. He was really hungry, and his stomach finally won out.

Harry stood in the doorway and watched one the woman he met last night, Piper, her believed, finish breakfast.

Piper had just finished flipping the pancakes onto a plate and turned to put them on the counter. She soon noticed her nephew in the the doorway. She immediately smiled at him. “Hi. You can come in. Breakfast is ready.”

Harry tentatively walked over and sat down at the counter. Q

“You like pancakes?” Piper asked before grabbing a plate and putting three pancakes on it for her nephew. She then grabbed some silver wear and the syrup before putting it all in front of her nephew.

Harry nodded and started digging in. “These are really good.”

“Thank you. Do yourself a favor, only ever eat homemade food that I make. Only me and my son, Chris, got the cooking gene in this family,” Piper said.

Harry smiled slightly. “How are we related?”

“Phoebe's my sister. I'm your aunt,” Piper told him.

Harry nodded. He'd figured it had to be something like that. “Where is everyone?”

“Well, I guess still asleep. Except for Cole. He wasn't on the couch, so I'm not sure where he is,” Piper said.

“He doesn't have a bedroom?” Harry asked confused.
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“Uh, no. He doesn't actually live here. The only ones who live here now are me, Leo, and our kids. Though, everyone else visits frequently,” Piper said.

Harry blinked a couple of times. He supposed it made sense that not everyone lived in the same house. That was a bit unrealistic. He just assumed since he was brought here that this was where his parents at least lived. “If Cole and Phoebe don't live here, why wasn't I brought to their house instead?”

Piper cringed. That was a complicated question, and not one meant for her to answer. “I'm going to let them tell you that. Would you like something to drink, maybe some orange juice.

Harry knew he was being put off, but nodded anyway.

Piper grabbed a glass from the cabinet and then went to the fridge and grabbed the juice. She poured the glass halfway and brought it over to Harry.

“Thank you,” Harry said before taking the glass.

Just then, Cole and Phoebe shimmered into the kitchen.

“Where have you two been?” Piper wondered. She knew Cole had left, but she thought Phoebe was still sleeping.

“Uh, we just had some things to figure out,” Phoebe said before turning to her son. “Hi, Harry. Morning.”

“Morning,” Harry said quietly.

“Breakfast?” Piper asked them.

They both nodded and grabbed themselves a plate before sitting next their won at the counter.

“What happens now?” Harry suddenly asked after a few seconds.

“Uh, well, I was thinking we could go shopping today. You're going to need some clothes and stuff for your room,” Phoebe said.

“I have things at the Dursley's,” Harry said.

“Well, actually, you don't. I went back last night. They've moved out and taken everything with them,” Cole said gently.

Harry's eyes widened. “They took my things! My wand?! Why? They hate my things. What about Hedwig?!” he asked frantically.

As if on cue, a snowy white owl flew through the kitchen window causing everyone but Harry to yelp in shock.

“Hedwig!” Harry said excitedly as the bird came and landed on his shoulder. “Thank Merlin they let you go at least!

“You have an owl?” Piper asked in shock.

Harry nodded.

“She's beautiful. I've never seen an owl like this,” Phoebe said.

“How do you even have an owl as a pet? I've never heard of that,” Piper said.

“In my world, their the most common pet. Witches and Wizards use them for mail. Their the most common way of communicating with someone far away. There's also the floo though,” Harry said.

“The what?” Phoebe asked.

While Piper asked, “What about a phone?”

“They don't have telephones in the Wizarding World. Purebloods don't even know what one is or how to use them,” Harry said. He remembered Ron the one time he'd used the phone to call him. He'd shouted the whole time, believing he couldn't possibly be heard unless he was yelling.

“Are you serious?” Piper asked in disbelief.

Harry nodded. “The Wizarding World is rather outdated.”

“So how did your owl find you?” Cole wondered.

“Owls are pretty smart. They don't even need an address. I'm not sure how they do it, but somehow they can just find people,” Harry said.

“So what do you think about going shopping?” Phoebe asked her son.

Harry became uncomfortable. “I...I don't have access to any money here.”

“You don't need money. We don't expect you to pay for anything. It's our job to pay for the things you need,” Cole said. He didn't like that it would even occur to Harry that he'd have to pay for his own things. Kids should never think that.

Harry looked between them surprised for a minute. Aside from gifts, no one had offered to pay for his things before. The Dursley's rarely paid for him, and they always made him regret it when they did have to.

“So how about we go in about an hour or so. We should head out early since it'll probably take up a good portion of the day,” Phoebe said.

“Alright. Would it be alright if I had a shower?” Harry asked.

“Yeah, of course. And I'll grab you some of Chris' clothes for you to wear while you're doing that,” Piper said.

Cole stood up. “Come on, I'll show you where the towels are and how to work the shower.”

Harry got up, causing Hedwig to fly off his shoulder and land over on the window sill, and followed him out of the room.

Piper waited until they were out of the room to speak to her sister. “You know you're going to have to tell him you and Cole are divorced, and that he has a stepfather and sisters, right?”

“Yeah, I know. We're going to tell him tonight that we're divorced, and that he'll be living just with Cole for a little while,” Phoebe said.

Piper raised an eyebrow in surprise. She never thought her sister would agree to something like that. She wondered if Phoebe and Cole had come to blows when he suggested it, because she was sure he had. “Wow. You agreed to that?”

“I don't like it, but Cole pointed out that he's overwhelmed enough without shoving even more strangers down his throat. We want to take things slow with him,” Phoebe said.

“Yeah, that's probably for the best. I think you're all going to have acclimate to this situation. On that note, you're gonna have to go home and fill your husband in soon. I doubt he was happy you stayed her again last night,” Piper said.

Phoebe shook her head. “He's having a hard time dealing with all this, which I don't blame him for. He did not sign up for my ex-husband and son coming back from the dead. I feel bad. I know it must be hard for him to not have me around, and worse, to know that I'm with my ex-husband nearly every second. It'll probably only get worse knowing that I'll be going to Cole's constantly to see Harry. But I have to think about my son first. My kids have to come before anything else.”

“I definitely understand that. Coop probably just needs time to figure this all out himself. I mean, he just learned that he has a stepson. I'm sure he just has no idea what his role in all this is,” Piper said. She hoped that was it anyway. She hoped that Coop figured out a way to deal with both Harry and Cole in his life, because if couldn't deal with it, he would lose Phoebe.

“I'm going to head home after I get done shopping with Harry. I'll talk to Coop then. Uh, Cole's hoping to get a place today. Hopefully we'll all be out of your hair either today or the next day,” Phoebe said.

“You know you're welcome as long as you need,” Piper said.

“Thanks. I'm going to go get those clothes from the boys' room for Harry,” Phoebe said before getting up and leaving the room.