Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. I do not seek to make profit off this work. Harry Potter and its characters belong to JKR and I am happy for her to have that title. I do not own Supernatural or its characters, Kripke does.
Author Note: Like Children and Wednesdays, this drabble is set in an uncertain timeline, but probably in the far far future. Like deleted scenes at the end of a DVD, its just for fun. This is also why I shouldn't be allowed to watch YouTube.
"I'm on a horse."
Slowly, she let her gaping mouth close. "I see that. Erm, may I ask why?"
"It's manly."
"Oh, really? Who told you that?" It would be redundant to inform him he was scaring her. He always scared her. The only variable was the degree.
"Dean," Gabriel said, and gave the brown horse a nice pat on the neck. "And Youtube."
Her book had fallen when he appeared; she retrieved it. "Well, take the horse—"
"I decided to call him Bill."
"Could you please take Bill"—her voice rose an inch—"out of my sitting room?"
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