Sam Winchester, a Ravenclaw, was always trying to live up to his brothers legacy. That was all I heard ever since I arrived here, and I hated it. I didn't even want to think of my older brother, its not like I could remember him anyways.

A small hole seemed to grow in my stomach as if I was missing something huge right now, I just couldn't remember what I was missing.

I woke up early, snow was growing on my window. Mostly everyone I knew had gone home for Christmas holidays, but I stayed back. I couldn't remember why, I guess I just figured my father would just mail me my presents once Christmas day actually came around.

I rolled over onto my side having fallen asleep on my back without remembering. The room was only lighter then usual because of how much the sun shone through the window, showing through the pile of white fluffy snow sitting on each windowsill.

I closed my eyes again, wanting to go back to sleep but not able to. This was my fifth year here and I always had trouble sleeping after I woke up. I figured it must've just been the teachers making sure the students would actually wake up in the morning instead of sleeping the day away.

My eyes opened and I glared at the wall, desperately wishing I was good in potions so I could make myself a sleeping potion that kept me asleep. I noticed there was a little pink note sitting on my nightstand, no one was here?

I pushed myself up onto my elbow, reaching over to grab the note that apparently had a blue lollipop attached to the back. I looked around the room, finding absolutely nothing. I sat up completely and strained my eyes to see what the note had to tell me.

'Sammy, once you've eaten dinner, head to the room of requirement.' The note wasn't signed nor was there any recognization of whose handwriting it was. Obviously I knew how all my friends wrote, having been with them all for five years. It didn't even come close to Dean's handwriting, or my fathers. I dropped it onto the night stand, examining the sucker that was given to me with the note.

It was a normal sized piece of candy, a G popped out on the front. I rubbed my thumb carefully all over it, the G made the pit in my stomach even deeper. I didn't know anyone with a name that started with G, at least I don't think I did...

I dropped the sucker on top of the note before falling backwards into my pillows. I curled up on my side, facing away from the nightstand trying to push it from my thoughts.

But that didn't work as much as I wished it had. The entire morning, all I could think about was that damn note and the G. It was itching at the back of my head, clawing its way to the front. I grumbled loudly, forcing myself out of bed. If it was going to stick around then maybe I'd be able to make it go away while I practiced spells.

After bundling up tightly, I went outside into the beautiful winter scenery. The Hogwarts grounds never failed to take my breath away whenever a new season took over.

The snow piled perfectly all over the practice yard, footsteps littered everywhere as I walked out. Not many people were out here, which gave me more of a private self lesson. I sat down on a bench and crossed my legs, sticking my hands in my pockets as I watched the younger students mess around with each other. I was never that good at doing spells, I was more into watching others and seeing how they did it.

The sound of wings hit my ears and I looked around, but it was gone before I could figure out what it was. I would have thought it was an owl if it didn't sound as big as it did. A man walked past me, his back to me. He seemed to be in a rush. His brown hair was held down tightly under a beanie, much like mine.

I felt my stomach clench as I watched him hurry away, I had no idea who he was or where he came from, but something in my stomach said otherwise. I looked around carefully before pulling my hands out of my pockets and starting to play around with my wand.

I spent almost the entire day outside practicing, the note still stuck to the back of my head. As I was leaving to go back inside to eat the final meal of the day, having slept in past noon and not getting any food, I felt something in my pocket.

I was terrified to pull it out, not sure what it was, especially since my gloves kept me from being able to feel what it was. I pulled it out slowly to find another note, only it was blue this time.

'Listen to what I said, Sammy. You wont regret it.' No one has ever called me Sammy except for my brother, but he wasn't going here anymore. What would he have wanted with me that he couldn't just tell me in an owl letter.

I stuffed the note into my coat pocket, pulled out another piece of candy. This time it was a little caramel drop. The wrapping had a G over it just like the sucker had on its base.

I didn't trust eating the candy, I dropped the caramel into the snow, quickly covering it back up before heading into the nearly empty dinning hall. He noticed the man from earlier sitting at the Hufflepuff table, only recognizing his back.

I eyed him eagerly as if he was going to jump up and strip off all of his clothes for no reason. I sat down at the far end of the Ravenclaw table, not wanting to get to close to the first year students, watching as a few would accidentally blow things up while trying to learn new spells before the next semester started.

I swallowed my food down quickly, wanting to go back to my dorm as quickly as I could. Just as I got up, the boy at the Hufflepuff table stood up too, leaving before I could.

I felt my feet move, I wasn't in control. They made me follow the boy and soon, out of sheer curiosity, I continued to follow him once I realized he wasn't going towards the Hufflepuff dorms.

I hid behind a wall as I watched him open the room of requirement. Of course I knew that was what it was hearing stories from Dean about how often he'd hook up with a girl in there. The boy walked into the room, leaving the door open behind him as if he knew I was behind him.

I looked around before silently running over to the door, peering in. The boy was sitting up high on something that resembled a throne. He looked up and the door behind me slammed shut.

Sam froze up and looked at the guy, sitting taller then I was standing. His head slowly went up and our eyes met. A small smirk spread across his face and my nervous went crazy. He looked familiar, very familiar, I just couldn't place my finger on who he was.

"Hello Sammy, I knew you were getting my notes. No matter how much you decide to ignore them, they were always in the back of your mind." He giggled and the pit in my stomach seemed to grow bigger then my stomach was.

"Who the hell are you?" I blurted, face heating up.

"I see you haven't eaten any of the candy I gave you." I looked at him in utter terror.

"No! Why would I do that? You could've easily poisoned them!" He chuckled.

"Oh, Sammy. Why would I try to poison you? Obviously the candy was the get you to remember your actual life. I accidentally erased your memory so we could start out with this game in a fun way." He popped a little strawberry hard candy into his mouth, sucking on it in his cheek.

"Wha... What?" I couldn't even understand what he was saying.

He laughed and tossed a strawberry candy down to me, that I somehow caught. "Just drop that in your mouth, it'll melt instantly." He smiled, biting into his candy. I did as he said, wanting to know what he meant by 'erasing my memory'. Just as I put it on my tongue and it began to melt, he piped up, "By the way, my names Gabriel."

My head began to pound as every little memory of my entire life started to pool into it, overflowing everything I thought was true. I dropped onto my knees, hearing Gabriel laughing atop his throne. I was holding my head, curled up on the floor hoping it would help make the pain go away sooner.

I heard a clap and the pain was over, Gabriel chuckled watching as I slowly let my hands off my head. Hogwarts wasn't real, but I was there somehow.

I looked up, seeing Gabriel shining a bright smile down at me. "Hello Sammy!" He threw his arms up. "I missed the real you!"

"Gabriel, what the hell are you doing?" I practically screamed up at him.

"Oh calm down, I'm just having some fun!"

"Gabriel, bring me home, NOW!" He laughed, throwing his head back.

"Now, now Sammy. You know that isn't going to work with me. You're going to stay in my world until you agree to cooperate." He giggled as sweet as candy, jumping down gracefully. His wings fluttered out just as he landed in front of me.

His wings were bigger then I expected, looking almost like butterfly wings, but he still only had two. He stretched them out while I watched, hypnotized almost. They were covered in pure gold feathers, layered line cake. He cracked his neck a few times, smiling.

I snapped back to life, glaring at him. "What do you want me to do?" It sounded more like a statement then a question. He took my face in his hands.

"You know exactly what I want, Sam." He smiled and rubbed my cheek with his thumb. I pulled out of his grip, sheer terror covering my face. "Suit yourself, Sammy." He smiled wickedly before snapping his fingers and everything went black.