Harry Potter and the Charm of San Francisco
By Charming Marauders
Chapter One - The New Beginning
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Charmed or any related syndicates and settings. However the plot is mine as are any characters and settings you do not recognise.
A.N.: This is the same content but I just figured out how to do breaks.
Harry arrived at the top of San Francisco Bay Bridge in a flurry of white sparkles, looked around to see where he was and saw an amazing sunset, which he would remember forever.
Harry Potter, wizard extraordinaire, was confused, how was he still here? Why did he have flesh and bones and feel alive, when he had died? These are the two prominent questions going round his head.
He wished he knew, but decided that he was here for a specific reason so, running a hand through his hair, he sat down, waiting for something to happen.
Harry had been sitting looking at the sunset for about ten minutes, when his quick seeker's eyes saw swirling white lights, and the figure of a man appeared before him. The man was of medium build and fairly tall with sandy brown hair and blue eyes.
"Hi, Harry," he said. "I know you're wondering who I am, where you are, why you're here and many other things. I'm Leo Wyatt and I'm an Elder."
"Erm, should I know what one of those is?"
"No that's why I'm here," he said. "Elders are the people who are in charge of people who have died and because of all the good they've done in their life become a sort of guardian angel."
"Where is here? And is that why I'm not dead? I've become one of these White Lighters?" Harry asked.
"This is San Francisco and in a word yes. Because of your constant vigilance against Voldemort in the final battle and all the good you have done in your school career and beyond. You have become one of the rare few wizards to become a White Lighter."
"Wow, this is a lot to take in." Harry mused to himself, to Leo he said: "Can I still do my magic or do I have to learn to live without it?"
"Because you are already magical you are allowed to carry your wand which we have for you, and you can use it when ever you want. But you now have new powers. You have the ability to heal any wound but unfortunately not the dead. You can Orb, which is a bit like your Apparating, which is one of the powers that you do not have now. Orbs are the white-ish sparkles you may have seen me arrive by, that is how we get around."
"Okay... Is there anything else I need to know? And what exactly do White Lighters do?"
"You also have the ability to sense your charge."
"Erm, charge...?"
"Yes, you will be assigned a charge once you have proved that you are worthy of one. You must learn how to Orb properly and eventually over long distances and you must read the handbook."
"Right. What sort of charge? A person?"
"Yes a person, most likely a witch but you may get a human you must protect who has done lots of good in their life and will become a White Lighter when they die."
"Ok, I've got a few questions though." Harry said tentatively.
"Yes, I'm here to help you so ask away."
Harry thought for a minute of two then sad: "Is this my body?"
"Yes and no," Leo told him. "It's an exact replica as we cannot exhume anyone. There is also a few differences. If you get stabbed, for example then the hole will heal instantly. Or if you are blown up the orbs you are now made of will re-constitute you back together."
"Erm... blown up?"
"Yes one of my charges has the power of speeding up particles therefore blowing stuff up."
"Ok, Orbing. How do I do that?"
"That's simple," Leo said almost joyfully.
"All you have to do is think about where you want to be, concentrate on that point. And you should move there. The handbook will tell you in more detail."
"Ok. You mentioned healing..."
"Yes, you will have to find the trigger yourself but the handbook will explain all that as well as a few helpful hints on other things."
"Okay, one last thing. Oh no maybe two."
"The first one?" Leo asked.
"Do I need to eat and drink and do normal human stuff?"
"Yes, you should act just as you normally would."
"Okay, where do I live?"
"You will live in a flat which is an exact replica of rooms from your house when you were alive. You won't pay rent as it is on Elder owned land and you don't get paid for being a Whitelighter as you're dead. All of your clothes are already in the closets."
"Oh, my friends and family. Will I ever be able to see them and talk to them again?"
"Not yet, once they have had time to grieve you will be able to see them but not for long. This is only because they are magical and you suddenly arriving not dead will only surprise them a little."
"Okay, I think I'm ready to go to my new home."
"I will take you there and you can get used to all this and start reading to handbook. I'll bring you your wand tomorrow morning. For now just get some sleep." He said holding his hand out for Harry to take.
Harry took Leo's hand and found himself standing in the middle of a room, which looked just like his sitting room, feeling slightly nauseous.
"There's food in the fridge and you should know where everything is. I'll see you tomorrow." And with that he orbed out.
Harry, still a little confused walked into the familiar surroundings of his kitchen. Got some grapes from the fridge, a can of cola from the cupboard and walked through the sitting room to his bedroom.
He ate the grapes and drank slowly thinking over all that had happened that day.
He had died in St. Mungo's that morning. Felt like he was being lifted to heaven but found himself on top of a bridge in America. And now was sitting in his bed as good as alive again.
With these thoughts he fell asleep without even taking off his glasses.
A.N.: This is my first go at a fan fiction so please read and enjoy. Please review even if this story is bad, constructive criticism will help me make it better.