What if you weren't a Halliwell?
Summary: What if when your whole family died you discovered your father wasn't your father, and your older brother is just your half brother…and that your existence was a lie.
Disclaimers: Characters aren't mine. Plot is though, funny 'bout that huh?
Chapter One
Dear Christopher,
Hey Peanut, if you're reading this it means that we're all gone and I'm so very sorry and I want you to know that I love you and I always will.
But there is something you need to know. Something important. I know you've always known there was something different about you compared to the rest of us and it pains me to say it but it's true.
In 2004 I took Wyatt to England and I met a man named Sirius Black, a wizard (They call themselves wizards over there, funny huh?) and well, things happened and nine-months later you arrived and he was thrown in a wizard prison called- well I forget. But he escaped a little while ago…
If you're wondering why you can orb- thank the Elders…figured they owed us.
I'm sorry Chris. Really I am… but you are part of this family and we ALL love you.
Stay safe peanut and remember I love you and we'll always watch over you.
All my love and Blessed Be,
Mum.
P.S. In case you go looking for him, (which knowing you sweetheart you probably will), his address was 12 Grimmauld Place, London.
He climbed into the taxi, one last lingering look at the pink Victorian house he'd grown up in. He was going to England.
Chris stood on the footpath staring at the empty block between houses 11 and 13 on Grimmauld place, taking two steps forward an amused smirk played across the lips of the young witch as a rather dirty looking house came into view.
Clutching his suitcase tightly he walked up too the front door and looked at the doorbell, he shook his head and knocked on the door, the cool wind biting through his jumper.
The door opened and a woman with red hair and warm face answered, "Who are you?" she asked.
Chris scratched the back of his neck nervously, "Um hi? I'm looking for Sirius Black. I was told he lived here."
"I don't know who you're talking about." She said brusquely, "Please go away."
She started to shut the door, Chris stuck his foot in the door, "Please mam, he's my father. My mum's letter told me he lived here."
"What's your name?"
"Christopher Halliwell- my mother's name was Piper."
"Wait here."
She closed the door and walked back inside, Chris could hear a couple of voices, his mother's name mentioned.
Then hurried footsteps. The door flung open and a wild eyed man stood staring at him, "You're Piper Halliwell's youngest?"
"Who are you?" Chris' emerald eyes narrowed.
"So much like your mother." He whispered, then as if remembering something about important, like he oh I don't know, the fact he was a wanted man… he said, "For Merlin's sake, get inside!"
(Like it? Yes? No? I'd love to hear from you either way, obviously the HP timeline's been brought into the future… any suggestions would be appreciated. BTW, this may, may not stay up. We'll see.)