OF Hunters and Wizards and Tricksters that are really Archangels! Oh my!

Summary: HP/Supernatural xover! Harry/Gabriel! Sam/Dean! (Some)Harry/Dean!

Another Harry went to Stanford with Sam! Harry is Sam's best friend and happens to live with Sam and Jess when Dean comes to get his brother's help in finding their father (Pilot). After the "Woman in White" hunt, Jess's death and secrets revealed, Harry follows the brothers in their quest to find John. During that time Harry becomes quite familiar with Dean much to Sam's dismay. But no relationship is perfect. Enter a trickster and things become even messier.

The story starts off at the Pilot but then skips to "Tall Tales". I plan to write another short story afterwards that covers the in between!

BTW: SPN and HP are not mine! I don't own them, just the plot in this story!

Chapter Une-

Harry sat on his bed reviewing a bunch of texts, notes and random pages off the internet at 2 am in the morning. Tomorrow was the day of his last final before school was over for him, so like any college student; he waited till last minuet to study. He was the only one awake; his best friend and roommate, Sam Winchester was sleeping in the room two doors down from his with his girlfriend, Jessica. So it made the wizard-pretending-to-be-a-muggle alert to the noise that was outside of his room. He stealthily made his way to the door of his room and slowly opened it. He looked out and did not see anyone but a sudden movement from his preverbal vision, made him look and there was a shadow. Harry tensed up, not taking his eyes off the shadow. His hand, on the arm that hung limp to his side, was clutching his wand, and he moved as cautiously as he could towards the living room.

Apparently Sam had the same idea because there he was down the hall with that same look. He glanced Harry's way and shook his head to not try anything. He moved instead towards the living room, Harry not far behind. Suddenly, in front of him, Sam was wrestling with someone else on the floor. Then the intruder came out on top and was grinning down at Sam, "Whoa, easy tiger!"

"Dean?" Harry heard Sam call the man. Harry then remembered the name 'Dean'; Sam talked about him constantly. Dean Winchester, Sammy's older brother. He could do no wrong in his little brothers eyes, but Sam did admit that he was a player and was a jerk most of the time.

"You scared the crap out of me!" Sam huffed, out of breath.

"That's cause you're out of practice," Dean smirked down at him. At that moment Sam decided to turn the tables and knock Dean down instead.

"Or not," the elder brother admitted, "Get off me."

"What the hell are you doing here?" Sam asked after they got up.

"That's what I'd like to know,' Harry decided to make his presence known.

Dean glanced at him curiously, before turning his attention back to Sam, "I was looking for a beer,"

"What are you doing here?" Sam repeated sternly.

"OK, alright, we've got to talk."

"Uh, the phone?" Sam suggested.

"If I had called, would you have picked up?"

Then the lights came on and Jess stood, half asleep in a Smurf Tee Shirt and pink boxer underwear, "Sam?" Sam and Dean's attention went on her, and while you could see Dean check her out, he didn't stare as long as he did with Harry. Harry had his "just had wild sex" hair, and a pair of boxers on. Nothing Else.

"Dean, this is my girlfriend, Jessica, and my best friend, Harry," Sam introduced.

"Wait, your brother Dean?" Jess asked with a smile. Obviously she caught on too.

"I just love the smurfs. You know I got to tell you," Dean started as he walked closer to his brother's girlfriend, "that you are completely out of my brother's league."

Jess, not impressed with the flirting, "Just let me put something on."

"No no, I wouldn't dream of it. Seriously." Dean said. While it looked, to everyone else that he was flirting and almost coming on to her, Harry noticed that he was checking her out-making sure she was good enough for his brother. Even knowing this, Harry snorted. This made Dean look his way again the usual charming smile and a saucy wink (I told you earlier, Sam talked about him all the time) his way. . Dean was handsome to say the least. Short brown hair, green eyes, an obvious well-muscled chest, long legs, and a cocksure smile; he towered over Harry but was shorter than Sam, not that it was surprising (Sam was really tall).

"Anyway, I got to borrow your boyfriend for a minuet, and talk about some private family business, but nice meeting you," he said to Jessica; to Harry he said, "and it was defiantly nice meeting you, we should get together sometime." The wizard just rolled his eyes.

Sam walked over to Jess and said "No, whatever you want to say, you can say it in front of them." Sam stood his ground and wrapped his arm around his girlfriend. Harry rolled his eyes, no longer seeing the point in being there.

"Okay, umm Dad hasn't been home in a few days" Dean tried.

"So, he's working overtime on a miller-time shift, he'll stumble back in sooner or later," Sam said nonchalantly. Harry knew of the issues his friend had with his father; calling him a drunk when they both knew it to be the opposite was one of the things. It seemed like Dean understood too as he just nodded his head and looked away for a moment.

"Dad's on a hunting trip, and he hasn't been home in a few days," Dean looked his brother straight in the eye. Suddenly the room got tense…well tenser. It seemed, as the brothers stared at one another there was an unspoken understanding.

"Jess, Harry, excuse us," Sam said, still staring at Dean "we have to go outside."

"Whatever, I have more studying and an hour of meditation before bed to do anyway." Harry sighed. He then turned and went back to his room even though he was dieing of curiosity. He knew Sam would explain later though, even if not to Jess; Sam told Harry everything. Yes, Harry knew of Sam's past as a hunter, just like Sam knew of the "Boy-who-lived" and the world Harry once lived in. The told each other everything after two years of knowing each other, after a hunt Sam went on that was near the campus. Harry was there when he saw his friend kill a ghost.

It took all of 10 minuets for Sam to get back from his talk with Dean. He went immediately to his room and started packing. Harry leaned against the doorway and Jess was in the bathroom.

"Wait you're taking off?" she asked, peeking her head out of the doorway. "Is this about your dad? Is he allright?"

"Yeah, you know, just a little family drama," Sam said.

"Your brother said that he was on a hunting trip," she continued. Harry decided to not comment and just watch Sam, himself. He seemed tense, like he really didn't want to talk about it.

"Oh yeah, just deer hunting up at the cabin, probably got Jim, Jack and Jose along with him," he commented while stuffing clothes into the bag. Harry noticed that whenever John Winchester was brought up, Sam had this nervous tick to talk about how much of a drunk he was.

"What about the interview," Jess asked.

"I'll make the interview," Sam said, though you could hear doubt in his voice "this is only for a couple days."

"Sam, please stop for a second," Jess got up face to face with her boyfriend. "You sure you're OK?"

Sam let out a laugh, "I'm fine."

'It's just you won't even talk about your family and now you're taking off in the middle of the night to spend the weekend with them? And with Monday coming up, which is going to be a huge deal…"

"Hey," Sam cut her off, "everything is going to be OK. I will be back in time, I promise," Sam tried to placate her. He gave her a kiss on the cheek before motioning for Harry to follow him. From behind you could hear Jess say, "At least tell me where you're going?"

Harry helped Sam with his bags down to Dean's car. It was beautiful; a 1967 Chevy Impala- black with leather seats.

Dean was there, and he took the bags out of my hands and put them in the back seat.

"OK, Harry the hunt is going to take a few days, but I am going to be back by Monday. You know what to do?" he asked me, as though he were talking to a child. Harry scoffed.

"Yes, yes salt window and doors, keep shotgun filled with rock-salt by the bed. And take care of Jess. Got it." He listed off. Dean stared at them like they were crazy. Obviously he did not know that Harry knew all about hunters until now.

"Be safe! And pass that test tomorrow!" Sam said as he got into the passenger side of the car. Harry rolled his eyes, and waved at them before going back into their apartment.

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