Only Natural Magic

Summary:Harry, Fred and George were saved from their fates as a certain Hufflepuff supposed to be dead champion pulls them into a world far different than their own. Soon, they are sucked into yet another oncoming war. Bloody fantastic.

Worlds: Harry Potter/Supernatural

Warnings:Slash, sexual contents on later bits, OOCness, alternate universe, language, mpreg on later bits, crack filled humor, spoilers on canons, messing up with timeline.

::Prologue::

/THEN/

"You're joking, Perce!" shouted one red haired boy with a smile plastered upon his face, spells and curses flying above him as his brother Percy was giving the so called Thicknesse some sort of spell to make urchins stick to him. Fred, the boy who spoke, was actually laughing despite there was a War going on around them but still Fred admired how his prat of a brother was able to make such a witty comeback to the fallen Death Eater.

"You actually are joking Perce. . .I don't think I've ever heard you joke since you were-"

The air exploded. They have been grouped together, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred and Percy, the two Death Eaters at their feet, one Stunned, the other Transfigured; and in that fragment of a moment, when danger seemed temporarily at bay, the world was rent apart.

Fred's eyes widen as he saw that Rockwood was a few feet in front of him, wand raised as his face showed the most fearsome Fred has ever witnessed. Suddenly, time seemed to slow as Fred read the words on the Death Eater's lips and the curse when flying straight at him, the green essence of it reminding Fred of nature, but why in Merlin's name is he thinking about that now? His life flashed before his eyes, from the moments he was young, to the times with his siblings at home then at Hogwarts, until it landed right at this moment.

He can't die. He just can't. He was Fred Weasley! What would happen to. . .

Fred turned pale. What would George be without him?

Before he could think anymore, he felt hands on his shoulders and Fred turned to see a face that he thought he would never see again.

"Y-you..."

"Fred," the voice spoke softly, "Your time has come..."

And then, the world went bright, then everything went dark.

"No-no-no!" someone was shouting. "No! Fred! No!"

And Percy was shaking his brother, and Ron was kneeling beside them, and Fred's eyes stared without seeing, the ghost of his last laugh still etched upon his face.

Standing over his now dead body, Fred stares at himself with a little bit of sadness, one that is rare on the happy prancing red head. He then watched as Harry was pulling at Ron and Percy to move as more of the Death Eaters came their way, and Fred turned to the being that took his life.

"Didn't think I'd see you again after these years,"

The being shrugged, silver like eyes dancing in the light.

"Don't be surprised, I wasn't exactly gone you know,"

The two of them watched as Harry was pulling at Percy yet again, Ron and Hermione covering them as they hit about two or three Death Eaters.

"Still, like to give a bloke a warning next time?" Fred teased a bit then suddenly turned his head at the scream of Percy standing up after crying hugging Fred's now dead body, spotting Rockwood, the man that killed Fred, and Percy sprinted off in the direction of the tall man, who was pursuing a couple of students.

Fred turned to the being again with a now serious look, "so why did you let Rockwood kill me eh?"

The being cocked his head to the side in his innocent manner, confusion and curiosity clouded over his boyish handsome face.

"It was an order from the angel..."

"W-what angel? There's no such thing, what are you on about?"

The being sighed as he blew some strands of his blondish brown hair with annoyance.

"I know it's hard to believe Weasley, but you're going to get used to it."

Fred's eyes narrowed, "And why is that?"

"Because we have work for you...and your brother,"

Fred looks mostly frightened as the words 'brother' was heard then asks frantically, "O-one of my brothers are going to die? Which one? I-Is it Percy? B-Bill? R-Ron?...oh please don't let it be-"

Before the being could interrupt, another scream was heard, which made Fred's spiritual body quiver a bit, hearing Ron scream.

"GEORGE!"

Fred turned to the being again with no tears, but damn wish he did, then reached over to grip on the front of his cloak, gripping his Hufflepuff uniform in desperation.

"Y-you can't take George, you can't-"

"I have no choice mate," The man spoke softly, watching the sad spirit of Fred Weasley crumbling before him, "Come, we will get your brother and leave,"

"Cedric..."

The being, now known as Cedric, turned to face the Gryffindor with a questioning gaze, "Yes?"

Fred stepped next to the fellow and then looked a little lost and hopeless, "Where...where are you taking me and George?"

Cedric smiled sadly then breathes out, "To a world where our kind is hunted, where magic is demonic...and when you and George get there, you'll be muggles...forever..."

And with that, another spirit had join them, and left the Wizarding world completely, not knowing that a certain green eyed boy watched them leave with disbelief and sadness.

/Now/

Hazel green eyes stared at the site before him with apprehensive yet intrigued stare as he watched his big brother, and their other comrade angel looking at some sort wormhole spiralling around like a tornado before them.

"W...W-what the hell is that Dean?" the tall hunter asked with a frown, as then the other man was preparing his gun in case whatever comes out of it attacks them.

"I dunno!" The one called Dean shouted angrily, whipping his head to the angel, "Are we under attack? Tell me we're being attacked Cas!" Dean yelled through the wind blowing around them.

Castiel just stared at the wormhole with a blank expression. He was waiting for his angel apprentice in training to come with the certain chosen ones to help aid the Winchesters to stop the apocalypse. It was prophecized, even the great prophet Chuck said so. Lucifer was sprung from his cage, thanks to one Sam Winchester. Suddenly, two identical bodies fell out of the black gaping hole and one extra person landing gracefully on his feet.

Groaning, the twin red heads were both sitting up in pain from flying and being thrown around in the vortex of doom as the younger seventeen year old boy bounded over to the angel with the trenchcoat with a smile.

"I got them for you Angel"

Castiel nodded with a blank face, but Sam could've sworn that the Angel's eyes lit up at the sight of the boy.

"Well done Cedric," Castiel nodded then a frown blossomed his face he stared at the twins rolling around the floor holding their stomachs, "There's only two of them..."

Cedric's eyes popped out and was about to answer when suddenly he perked up, as if electricuted and then yelped as he smiled sweetly, "That's my cue, I'll be back in a jiff!" And with that, Cedric jumped back in the wormhole with a battle cry and his laughter echoed the room.

Sam blinked once more in total perplexion and turned to face the angel with a questioning gaze but then hearing the two newcomers pained filled moans, he then approaced one of them and sat him up carefully.

"Are you okay?" Sam asked in concern, as warm brown eyes opened up and glanced up at him a bit.

"F-Fine..." The ginger male spoke quietly then blinked and stared up at the Winchester boy, reeling back a bit as a slight pink hue graced on his cheeks, staring into the hazel green eyes that were wide and so...puppy like.

"I'm Sam,"

"I...I'm Fred...Fred Weasley,"

"I know," Sam then spoke quickly as he saw the confusion written on his face, "Ced and Drake told us,"

Sam then glanced at Dean, who was now attending to the other twin as said twin was still unconscious and apparently looked a little too comfortable in Dean's arms. "And that must be George-"

"Wait," Fred interrupted with a look of wild surprise, "How'd you know Cedric? And who's Drake?"

"Thank the bloody hell you got the twin gingers of doom,"

A familiar voice rang through the room as a head popped behind the door, crystal saphaire blue eyes darting to the hunters and the wizards with his trademark smirk, making the two red heads eyes pop out from their sockets as the two other brothers and the angel (who was just watching the vortex to see if Cedric would come back) looked unfazed by the new boy's presence, who happens to be wearing just a t-shirt and baggy jeans, dressed like a normal muggle.

Dean snorted then grinned at the blond haired Brit, "I thought I told you to rest Drake,"

"And I told you I am no child, Winchester," The blond bit back with an icy tone, but it was laced with teasing amusement.

Castiel moved his eyes from the swirling black hole then rushes over to the blond boy, now showing a hint of worry in his baby blue eyes. "Draco, you should not have gotten out of resting, you are tired..."

"Wait, wait, wait!"

Everyone turned their heads to Fred, who was looking at everyone like they were crazy.

"Why the bloody fuck is /he/ doing here?" Fred pointed at the Slytherin before him, eyes almost red in anger, "Draco effin' Malfoy? Really, does no one seem to think that's weird? And where the bloody hell are we? Why aren't we at Hogwarts fighting? Are we in Heaven? Hell? Are we even dead at all?"

Suddenly, a whooshing sound was heard as then five heads, excluding Castiel's, turned to vortex once more as two bodies jumped out of it, revealing to be Cedric, and a familar raven head with green eyes.

"H-Harry..."

Draco then sighed as he looked at everyone and rolled his eyes, "I guess we have some explaining to do..."

::End of Prologue::

A/N: Okay, so this is a brand new story I really would love to work on. I know it sucks I have abandoned my other stories but I couldn't help but just but write this one. Anyways, this was sort of side based of a Facebook Roleplay where Harry Potter and Supernatural world collides together. Some bites from the FBRP are gonna be seen here, but other than that it's a serious story. So I'll be making a few changes here and there, but it's nothing too major. Although I will say now that the ages of the wizards have sort of jumped, but they are in the Muggle world of a different time. So in this case, Fred and George, in the year 2009 (Season five of Supernatural timeline, Lucifer was freed) are twenty six, Harry and Draco are twenty four...but sadly Cedric is still seventeen but that will be all explained later. There will be slash, and I wanna see your opinions on who is paired with who. I'll be writing the first chapter right now. Please Read and Review~!