Disclaimer: I do not own Harry potter or Supernatural as always as well as the lyrics.
A/N: Well well well here we are a sequel! hope this goes as well as the original Review and enjoy.
Chapter 1 - In my time of mourning.
I feel just like I'm sinking
And I claw for solid ground
I'm pulled down by the undertow
I never thought I could feel so low
Oh darkness I feel like letting go
Sarah Mclachlan Full of grace.
Harry walked through the motels kitchen door with a bag of marshmallows. He fished one of them out before thoewing them at Deans head. He whipped his head aruond a glint in his eye. Harry looked back wary of this look. He walked closer to his bed. He tenativley sat on it. Dean still stared at Harry before Harry realised someting. Sam wasn't there. He jumped off his ebd and dashed for the door. he opened it to fins sam armed. He tunred and saw Dean armed as well. HE smield before an all out candy war ensued. Evntually leading to fits o flaughter Dean laughing hard like in the times in his childhood. Harry laughed hardest of all his smie reaching his eyes as they twinkled madly. Dean grunted as he raised his head snapping form his dream of times long gone. Before a gun ended all of it. All pf the joy, all of the laughter. Before it ended Harry He groaned as the sun light hit his eyes. His hangover remained form yesterday. He looked over at Sam's bed empty but evidence he and slept in it. He rubbed his eyes and grabbed his phone. He saw Bobbys number on his missed calls list. He threw his phone back onto the table. "You always hated persistent caller" An impossible voice behind him said. He tuned quickly willing...wishing it to be true. It was. Harrys tood lkeanign aginst the door frame a smirk on his lips. "Harry...How" Dean croaked.
"Easy...Magic" He smiled before he was engulfed by Dean.
"What happened to you" Dean said releasing him.
"Well you should know" Harry spat his face contorting into rage.
"What...Harry..." Dean continued to croak.
"Why did I die huh Dean..Why me all I wanted was a regular life...A normal one but I got stuck with you" Harry spat pushing Dean away. Dean looked shocked his mouth forming a perfect oh. Harry laughed as he saw Deans confusion. He walked up to Dean till they were nearly nose to nose. "Harry...Please" Dean said.
"GO TO HELL", He screamed at Dean before adding, "I know I did". He laughed in a very un-Harry way.
The first time Dean had moaned in his sleep Sam had awoken. The second time he had slipped form his bed and crouched at Dean's trying to gently wake him. "Dean...Dean wake up" Sam said knocking aside an empty bottle of jack. Dean,he noticed had taken to drink more often. Drinking heavily even more than when Dad had died. Sam got it. Dad wasn't innocent. He understood the risks and shrugged them off. But Harry, Harry was an innocent Sure he had been tainted by war but never the less he was a child. One who trusted them. And he had died. The funeral had been difficult. Despite the usual Salt and Burn treatment they usually gave Dean was insistent in burying him. When Sam had pushed for an answer Dean had snapped back at him "He's a child...We're not violating him that way". Since then it had gone down hill fast for Dean. Sam kept it together, Barely, managing to get through each day by telling himself that he needed to stay strong for Dean. By now Dean had stopped moaning and had begun to stir. Sam passed him a glass of water and some headache pills. As he was about to ask about his nightly disturbance his phone rang. Bobby sounded edgy and with good reason shortly after their fathers funeral omens had begun to appear randomly. he hung up as Dean walked next to hi attempting to shake off the hangover form yesterdays session of drinking. "Grab your stuff we're leaving!" Sam said Throwing his stuff into his bag and grabbing the keys. Dean raised an eyebrow questioning his brothers orders. "Bobby just called seeing as you were dodging his calls their some omens up in salt lake city we gotta go and check somethings out" Dean nodded and resumed packing his bag. He shoved something unusual into his bag. As he went out to check out from the motel Sam delved into his bag and pulled out the item he had stuffed into it. He pulled oit out. He looked down before stuffing it back before tears betrayed him. It was a picture form one of those mall photo booths. He Dean and Harry wen into one after things went back to normal for a while. Back when Harry was alive.