DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Harry Potter or the characters from Charmed. The only thing I own is the plot and any of the characters I make which I ultimately will because I'm sad like that.

This chapter is dedicated to Wistful-Dreamer for being the first person to actually review. As for you question Wistful, it will probably be Wyatt/Harry as I like that pairing myself.

Chapter 1 - The Letter

It was so typical Harry wasn't sure why he was so surprised. It had happened last year so naturally it would happen again. What 15, going on 16, year old in their right mind would actually let this happen? Him apparently. It was absolutely ridiculous that he was actually listening. He was next to positive that his uncle and aunt would love nothing more then for him to just go roaming the streets. Not only would it prove to the neighbors that he was a 'delinquent' but it would keep them from worrying that he'd perhaps blow his room up somehow. That decided he put on his sneakers and headed out. He didn't bother telling his relatives he was leaving he just left. He heard the leaves shuffle and wondered which guard dog was there today.

As he was walking down the path toward the sidewalk someone bumped into him and he felt something crinkle in his pocket as the person in question apologized and kept walking. Harry frowned after the person and decided he was more annoyed then curious at the moment and continued on to the park. He decided, when he sort of sensed he was being followed, to take the long short cut. So, with great amusement on his part, he walked around the block before going down the next and turned around yet again. He wondered how fast his guard dog was and decided a run was in order and he started to run toward the park. He was so completely amused when he heard his guard dog panting while trying to keep up. Finally the park was in sight and he could almost hear his guard dog sighing in relief while trying to catch his or her breath.

The park was rather empty today he noticed but it could have been due to the heat or the fact that school would be starting up again soon, he wasn't sure yet. He made his way over to the abandoned swing and sat down.

"Isn't it a beautiful day?" he asked cheerfully. His guard dog growled at him. "Ah Snape, suppose that means you're not the vampire we all thought you were, or maybe you're just a day walker. I'll think on it later I suppose."

"Potter." Snape was only a little angry. So the brat had heard him, or course he wanted to be heard but that was besides the point.

"What Snape, did you forget to do your homework and Dumbledore punished you with guard dog duty?" Harry asked conversationally. He respected the man that knowingly put his life on the line to bring them information from the Mad-Man-That-Murders. No, he'd think up a new name later for now it would do.

"Of course Potter, of course." Snape snorted and took the antidote for the invisibility potion. He sat on the muggle swing next to the boy.

"I knew it!" Harry nodded. "Why I should pat myself on the back I'm so brilliant."

"Don't push it Potter." Snape said snidely as was his way.

"Of course, of course silly me." Harry said jovially. Since Snape was there that meant he didn't have to worry about the whole truth being spilled about his whereabouts and the person bumping into him. It was then that he remembered there was something in his pocket. He glanced at Snape. "Do you know what it is?"

"What do you think, I'm Mad-Eye?" Snape asked arching and eyebrow.

"Of course!" Harry rolled his eyes. "I know you would have caught a look at whatever it was. You notice things like that."

"It was a letter." Snape told him carelessly.

"A letter?" Harry was confused now. Who would send him a letter?

"Are you going to read it?" Snape had been curious since he'd seen the one-sided exchange.

"Maybe." Harry wasn't sure he should with one of Dumbledore's dogs there. It was one thing not to tell about where he went it was another not to tell about a letter.

Snape snorted. "I have better things to do then report about love letters you received."

"Its not a- oh." Harry nodded. So he wouldn't tell then. He reached into his pocket and stared at the letter in surprise.

'Harrison J. Potter

4 Privet Drive

Surrey'

It reminded him of the Hogwarts letter only his Hogwarts letter had addressed him as Harry. It had no return address or stamp. He was certainly curious now. He opened the letter. It read:

'Mr. Potter it took us quite some time to reach you. Given your delicate situation with having a Dark Lord after you and all we thought that perhaps that was the reason. We know better now naturally and since you're reading this letter we were finally able to reach you. Forgive my rambling, this letter, informal as it is, is an invitation to learn another branch of magic that people in the States have called Wicca. Naturally since you have yet to attend our school we're not sure where your strengths lie but we will teach you all you need in order to defeat your Dark Lord.'

At this point Harry stopped reading for a second. So this was a letter from a school in the States, what school??

'Forgive me, it seems I'm rambling again. My name is Leo Wyatt and I am the current Headmaster of Magic School in the United States. Mr. Potter we know we can help you. We understand you have a loyalty to your current school for Witchcraft and Wizardry and we respect that. We also understand that you need to learn more than what you are if you hope to defeat this Dark Lord. One of our students, a seer whom at one point used to attend your Hogwarts, has seen your future Mr. Potter and we hope to avoid the scenario. I don't want to pressure you so I will allow you all the time you need to make your choices. We know you'll need more information before you come to any conclusions so we have arranged for a time appropriate for you to reach us. Our Seer, as you may be more familiar with her, shall contact you by owl shortly. Mr. Potter this is an open-ended invitation and this offer does not expire. We believe we can help you and we would like to. If at any time in the future you wish to attend Magic School just call my name and I will retrieve you personally. Think about Mr. Potter, just think about it.

Sincerely,

Leo Wyatt

Headmaster of Magic School'

Harry wasn't sure what to do. He looked at Snape who had been reading over his shoulder. Snape looked back at him. "Meet with the girl Potter. This Leo Wyatt is correct and if they're offering to train you, then maybe you should take the opportunity. The choice is yours. You have time to decide."

Harry nodded. Maybe he would think about it. So far this was the only school, real or not he had yet to decide, offering to train him and he knew he needed training. Since Dumbledore wasn't jumping through rings of fire to teach him it was time to explore his options, well now that he knew there were other options available to explore.

He would meet with this Seer. Hopefully she would have some answers.

Once again thank you to Wistful-Dreamer for reviewing, I hope you weren't too disappointed with the chapter. Feedback is very much appreciated. Hopefully I'll update this one a lot more than my others. :-D