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Prologue:

It was August 15, 1976 and Patricia Halliwell was currently in the delivery room, giving birth to her fourth child. Her mother Penny Halliwell was outside in the waiting room with her three daughters, Prudence, Piper and Phoebe who were six years old, three years old and ten months old respectively.

Patty had mentioned to her mother before her due date, not to call her husband Victor Bennett once she is in labor as he is not the father of her precious fourth child. Patty wanted the real father to attend the birth of his daughter and Penny's hatred to her current husband had her agreeing instantly, although not without a disappointed look as a parting farewell.

Penny Halliwell may have been married four times already, and she may hate all things Victor Bennett, but she did not approve her daughter cheating on her husband and giving birth to a child behind his back. Although in retrospect, Penny was hoping that Victor would eventually find out and leave her girls alone. If she had to listen to Victor whine one more time about how dangerous magic is for her granddaughters to be around, and how they should grow up not knowing of it and keeping a semblance of a normal life, then Penny was going to explode – or better yet, she'd use her powers on him, no matter how much the whitelighters kept on stressing that they aren't allowed to use their magic on mortals – whatever!

Lucius Malfoy just got word on that ekeltronic cellular device that his secret older girlfriend Patty gave him, saying that she was in labor. Lucius was still baffled by how updated the American magical community were; unlike England who preferred to live in the Middle Ages, here in America they prided themselves on all muggle technology – it was appalling.

Lucius knew that he was to obey his parents and stick with his magical contract, marrying into the Black family and asking for the hand in marriage of the youngest Black daughter – Narcissa Malfoy. Narcissa was a beauty and Lucius had no problem with marrying her.

Patty and Narcissa were two different women; Patty was older with more experience, with her soft brown wavy hair and chocolate eyes, her curvy vivacious figure after giving birth to three other girls – yes, Lucius Malfoy knew that Patty was married when he went after her, although she had two daughters then. He was shocked when he came back after a few months and Patty informed her that she gave birth to another daughter and her husband returned home; she still wanted to keep their affair and Lucius had no problem with it.

Narcissa on the other hand, was a virgin, delicately plucked and of nobility, she was innocent and although her feistiness was nothing compared to Patty's, Lucius could definitely see himself getting married to her and settling.

Lucius could still remember the faint feeling and horror he went through when Patty told him that she was pregnant with his child.

After Phoebe's birth, Patty stopped having sexual intercourse with her husband as Victor didn't want another child and only after Patty was four months into her pregnancy and barely showing did Victor decide that he couldn't stand not having sex with her. Lucius was frantic, worried that Patty would want him to name the child his heir, but only after they sat down and spoke about the Halliwell tradition, did Lucius relax.

Patty informed him that the Halliwells only gave birth to girls, something about genetic muggle science theories that he couldn't comprehend; she also informed him that the Halliwell line always kept their name and so his daughter would have to be named a Halliwell as it was a centuries tradition the witches of her ancestry upheld strictly. Lucius was fine with being a father to his daughter in America, while he raised an heir with Narcissa to carry on the Malfoy line.

Lucius apparated to the accursed muggle hospital that Patty had insisted on giving birth in – much to Lucius' ire and disgust and as he made his way to the delivery room, he passed by Patty's mother and three daughters.

He had to admit that her daughters were very beautiful and adorable and he couldn't wait to see who his little girl and the first ever female Malfoy (last name or not) to be born would resemble. It was at that moment Penny's eyes met his, and he could see the deep dislike festering inside; you see, Penny Halliwell never liked Lucius and even though they met only three times, Penny was not subtle in hiding her hatred to him. Patty would always tell him that it was normal and she usually ignored her mother's rambling on about her bad choice in men as she never took a liking to her husband of over a decade, Victor and that her mother had a hobby of marrying and divorcing men, having been married four times already.

Lucius knew however, that Penny could sense something evil in him that Patty wasn't able to recognize and Lucius inwardly applauded the shrewd matriarch of the Halliwells. Lucius Malfoy was after all, a Death Eater, a servant and follower to the Lord Voldemort. He hated all things muggle and he already had a long list of murders by his hand – technically wand. Lucius was still surprised that Patty believed his Dark Mark to be a regular muggle tattoo when she asked about it, and here Lucius thanked Merlin that the Americans weren't too involved with the magical war happening in wizarding Britain.

Patty Halliwell was yelling bloody murder when Lucius finally entered the ward, and even though he found it to be too personal to hold her hand during this personal moment, he had no choice but to obey – she was giving birth to his daughter after all, and they have been sleeping with each other for around two years already.

Thirty minutes later and Lucius finally had the chance to hold his beautiful angel in his arms as Patty was being cleaned up by the healers – or doctors and nurses as those filthy muggles called themselves.

From what Lucius could see of the tiny little patch of soft hair that had already made its appearance on her tiny delicate head, she had inherited his silver-blonde hair that was the features all Malfoy's had – yes, this girl was definitely his daughter, definitely a Malfoy. Her cherubic features were all Patty though; she seemed to have the same skin tone as her older sister Phoebe from what Lucius could remember. It was then that she opened her doe-like eyes and Lucius' breath got caught – he instantly fell in love with her at that moment. She had inherited his silver-grey eyes that were uniquely his, and only his.

Lucius felt so proud at that moment, wondering how he would be able to detach himself from his daughter as he was not a fan of public displays of attention. Lucius believed that once a child reached a certain age, then all parental shows of affection must be limited, yet he could not imagine doing so with his little angel.

Lucius was curious to know what his daughter's magical core was like, and so discretely as he could while all the doctors where busy with Patty, he whispered an illegal spell that only the dark pureblooded families know of – this spell would show the magical core levels and the estimation of the child's level at the height of adulthood, although not always accurate and trustworthy.

Lucius was shocked when he came up with nothing – not even squib level … his daughter had no magical core, she was a muggle. Suddenly Lucius felt disgusted with the child – yes, he loved her at first sight, but he was a Death Eater and he believed in Voldemort's beliefs, Lucius hated all things muggles and he could not be involved in raising his muggle daughter.

As soon as the nurses and doctors gave them their privacy, Lucius gave Patty no time in basking in her daughter's birth. Patty didn't even have a moment to see her daughter's face and resemblance before Lucius began berating her for giving birth to a non-magical child. As the argument went on for half an hour, Lucius demanded he have nothing to do with her life and promised her that she will never see him again.

Lucius apparated directly from the maternity room to Malfoy Manor, that was situated directly in front of Halliwell Manor and he began thrashing the place completely. After Lucius was able to calm down, he ran his hands through his face in anger as the conversation he just had with Patty Halliwell ran through his mind.

He assumed she was a witch! Oh, she was a witch alright, just a muggle sort of witch – she was a Wiccan! Lucius Malfoy pureblood and heir to the Noble and Ancient House of Malfoys was having an affair, having sex, with a Wiccan witch. Blasphemy! Lucius had no one to blame but himself; he had assumed she was a witch after he saw her freeze a glass that was about to hit the floor when he passed by the diner she worked at one day and assumed she was skilled in wandless magic.

Lucius Malfoy felt like a fool as he packed all his belongings so that he could apparate to the American Ministry of Magic and gather a portkey back to Britain. He had assumed, and now he wasted two years of his life on a filthy muggle witch – yes, he will admit that he was falling for her. Patty Halliwell took a huge place in his heart, but now he had to squash it away and remove all traces of that woman from his life. In order to do so, he had to leave the manor he was working on nonstop for two years, leave his beautiful daughter behind and never step foot in San Francisco ever again.

While Lucius Malfoy was packing his life up in haste to get back to Britain and far away from her, Patty Halliwell was in fits of tears. Tears ran down non-stop from her face at Lucius' harsh words, and Patty made a promise to herself that she would love and protect her daughters from demons and warlocks and most especially from Lucius Malfoy, should he ever decide to show his face back in San Francisco.

Patty looked down at her baby and was glad that besides her hair and eye color that so resembled her father's, her little girl had all her delicate features and shared Phoebe's beautiful olive-skin tone. She looked down at her precious baby girl, and she knew instantly that she would grow up to be a real beauty, the soul joining her sister's together when they come in to their powers one day, becoming the Power of Four; the circle joining the triquetra together.

"You, my darling are going to be called Pandora, it means all-gift, and you are the most precious gift from above – Pandora Halliwell."

A/N: What do you think of this story? The idea just popped into my head, so let me know what you think … I'll update the next chapter soon.