A/n: whew I'm back! sorry I didn't upload for long, writer block and also too many exams... I hope the long chapter will make up for that! sorry once again about my english, and hope you like what I wrote!
Megan- thank you for reviewing, I hope what you wrote is what everyone who read this fanfic feel and that you'll keep reading it, it means so much for me!
Supernatural is not mine and also Harry Potter.
Standing in front of the 9 3/4 platform today is not the first time he was there.
Oh definitely it was not, on this exact spot he stood on every start of a new year and every ending of one since he could walk.
So to tell the truth, it wasn't supposed to be different this time from any other year he stood there, so why he is feeling like this?
"Cassie, listen, everything is okay. So stop making that face and let's go! Everyone are on the platform! The train is leaving in 25 minutes and we need to get ready! C'mon let's go!" it was the fifth time Gabriel tried to tell Castiel to get moving in the last 30 minutes, and he was partly pissed. Well okay, very pissed- but he wouldn't leave him alone, he can't.
Okay, he can, but Aunt Naomi will not take care of him anymore, she was very strict about taking care of them during the year until they were old enough to go to Hogwarts after their father left them..
"Gabriel. I feel unwell.." Castiel said with a very emotionless expression on his face.
In fact even though he wasn't such a serious child, lately his face became very rigid and his expression became very serious every once in a while, when it happened it worried Gabriel to no ends.
"I understand you're nervous kiddo, but don't let it get to you, okay? We really need to go, and if you'll still feel sick on the train I'll help, promise." Gabriel tried, and thanks to heavens the blue eyed wizard was finally nodding and moving towards the wall!
"if you'll run it'll help you relax!" he's nodding and running right to the wall into the platform and hallelujah he's in!
A moment after Gabriel sighs with relief a young boy, quite familiar actually is staring at him with redness in his eyes from crying.
The boy is about 9 years old, dark brown hair, and Hazel eyes. And Gabriel knows exactly where he saw him, but he just can't remember and it's annoying the hell outta him.
"You okay kiddo?" he shakes his head.
"You got lost?" "No."
And then it clicked.
Oh. The boy from Diagon Alley, the one who made me laugh, no wander he's staring at me!
"Your brother is on the train?" he nods. "oh, I know that feeling! I had 3 brothers to go on the train before me! And y'know what kiddo?" he shakes his head "it gets better! And you get to see sooner than you know what fun he's having now! And if you'll be a good kid, he'll be proud, so don't cry, Promise?" "Promise."
"so, where's your guardian? No one can really leave you here all alone! Unless they want me to take you on the train, then I'll be more than glad to!" Gabriel says before lifting the boy up, carrying him on his shoulder.
"That's kidnapping! Stop it!" the kid struggles laughing in surprise. "Not if you know me!" "But I don't!"
"If so, then my name is Gabriel. Now you know me. So you've got a name or you lost it on a bet?" "How can you lose your name on a bet?" he stopped struggling "You bet on it." Gabriel says as if it is the most obvious thing on Earth.
"That's not making any sense." The confused boy says after a pause.
"not telling me your name is the thing not making sense!"
…
"Sam."
"what?"
"Sam's my name." the kid says "now, please put me down." Not having a choice Gabriel puts him down.
"Now we really should-" "Samuel Winchester! Here you are!" there's a tall man huffing, red faced and very pissed in front of the young boys.
"Sorry dad!" the kids pips immediately "didn't you learn from me not leaving my sight? What do you think-" "sorry mister, it was my fault. I saw Sam the other day and I thought I could stall him for a moment. I didn't think it'll make you mad."
A pause.
"Oh, don't do it again! C'mon Sam we must go. Now." He grabs his son's arm and starts walking the other way, Sam looks behind waving goodbye at Gabriel.
(*OUO)-/
Closing his eyes he gets on the platform, every nerve is ready for the crash into the wall which never happens.
Opening his eyes he sees the 9 3/4 platform which have been for years behind the brick wall, smoke is all around but not enough to hide the train fully.
Getting on the train, he is searching for a place to sit. He is staring inside every window, creeping some students, others just upsetting.
"What are you looking at?" an albino with green and silver scarf sneered at him.
"Oh here you are! Sorry guys we got separated he was looking for me, he didn't mean to stare." A voice said behind him "hey listen here if this creep ever-" "relax Gil, he said he was sorry!" "mon cher stop trying to fight wiz everything, very unattractive!" as the conversation between the strange trio goes, Castiel turns his head to see who is the one protecting him.
Nothing.
No one was behind him, and he doesn't know what to say or think!
Who saved him?
"Castiel!" he looks to his right and sees Garth waving for him to join him.
Putting his stuff in place he joins Garth in the seat he had found earlier.
"Wow I'm so lucky I found you! Some dude almost kicked me outta here so he'll have place with his friends, guess he'll have to actually move his ass or he'll have to stand the entire day!" Garth started talking and Castiel started to mute him from his head, starting to think unknowingly also stare.
"..y?" what? "what?" "Are you okay? You look a bit sick…" Garth asked after a few moments "I feel a bit unwell… but that's okay." "Oh. Excited?"
"Not exactly."
"Afraid?"
"No."
…
"You ate something bad? Because if you're going to throw up or something you should do it on someone else because-" "No, I'm just a bit sad that's all!"
"Oh."
Staring at each other is the only thing they can do, eventually Garth turns his stare to the window to his left.
"I know it's not the same, but I get you, I'm kinda sad too." He says after a long moment.
And silence has fallen.
When the train stated moving they both were deep in thought, not the same, but very alike,
Of broken family and blackness in heart.
"Hey guys got a place for another one?" the blonde guy from Diagon alley who bumped into Castiel opened the door with a smile.
Those green eyes are just like grass in a field on a sunny day, where the wind is everywhere free and calming, where you can almost fly with freedom in your heart and a smile on your- "yeah, c'mon have a seat!"
Huh?
Garth, quicker with his thoughts and not distracted easily as Castiel offers the kid to join them "sweet" he answers and places his luggage in the place it supposed to be.
"Oh, by the way name's Dean, didn't mention it the other time." He says as he flops next to Castiel.
His eyelashes are very long.
"Garth, and that's Castiel." Garth nods towards him and he just stares.
"Castiel!" Garth hisses and kicks him lightly.
"Oh. Sorry, nice to meet you." He offers his hand for a shake and Dean takes it.
"Nice to meet ya too, you look like you know a thing or two on this all magic stuff, you have anything to offer a newbie to know?" Dean asks
"Wait, didn't you say your mom is a witch?" Garth asks quickly
"Was a witch."
"Was?" Castiel asks while the thought wanders in again on how she was a witch
"Was." Dean answers with blank face
…
"So anyways, Castiel- yeah, aren't you a full wizard? Can you tell us stuff about school?" changing the subject Garth asks
"I don't know much… Michael didn't want me to know anything about the school except that Raphael was in Ravenclaw, he was in Gryffindor, Lucifer is in Slytherin as well as Gabriel and Balthazar is in Gryffindor… sometimes I heard a bit about the quidditch games they have there and complains about Professors but not much else…" Castiel says.
"Well, ya know some Professors?" Dean asks "well, some- my brother Michael is teaching History of Magic since last year, after the last Professor suddenly burst in flames two years ago. I think he was called Professor Binns…" "go on" "oh, right. I know the Professor of Potions is called 'Crowley', by my brother Gabriel he is a demon- if he hates you, and he probably does, he'll remove points from your house for only breathing! Unless you're in Slytherin, if so he's the head of this house and he'll probably make you do a lot of homework… he also says that there's a saying that he has the actual wand which was Lucius Malfoy's and later Voldemort's which actually never got destroyed in the battle and-" "Castiel" Garth stops him because he's getting off track again
"oh, sorry… anyways, Professor Singer, he's the head of Gryffindor house and Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. I heard he can be mean sometimes, but he can be also nice, depends on how you act. And that's all I know for now." Castiel says with half a smile.
"Well, better than nothing." Garth smiles at him
"Well luckily I know some stuff about the houses, got to ask some people and my lil bro is a books freak so he had to tell me everything about what he could find… Slytherin sucks, they're mean and can't stand Humans-" "Muggles" "-at all, and most Death Eaters were from there, including Voldy-" Before Dean could finish his explanation Garth was laughing very suddenly at the nickname while Castiel was staring at him blankly.
"Voldy?! HA! Wow amazing! I've heard stuff about the guy here and there, but rarely anyone would dare to make fun of his name, including me!" a boy said from the door, laughing.
It was Gabriel obviously, with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Hello Gabriel, how long are you standing there?" Castiel smiles at him
"Oh, around the time of 'Slytherin sucks'" he says looking pointedly at Dean who was blushing in shame.
"Oh, what are you doing here?" Castiel asks tilting his head. "Just passing by, making sure you didn't puke on anyone, you did say you feel sick before." He takes a half-eaten chocolate frog out of his pocket and starts eating it probably again.
Dean looks at Castiel a bit stressed from getting puke all over his new robes while Castiel tries to ignore him and the way Gabriel talks.
"I still do feel unwell but most have passed. By the way, didn't Raphael tell you to stop eating sweets? He said he'll not come back all the way home just to take care of your 'stupid sweet tooth which will kill you someday'." "I do whatever I want biiieeecause he can't tell me what to do, and anyways there's a medic in school so I don't need him no more."
"Nice savi- Oof" Gabriel hit Dean on his head
"Okay then, now since you're not gonna puke on anyone and I have better stuff to do then talking with you losers I'm going, ciao!"
And that's how he disappears for the rest of the ride.
"Did he just call us losers?"
"I think so."
"…Sorry."
*~\(omo*)
After a long ride with lots of sweets ('wow how can they make a chocolate frog act like one?' 'oh man it jumped outta the window!') and explaining from Dean on the houses ('Gryffindor all the way for me, Slytherin is awful and Hufflepuff is worse' 'what about Ravenclaw?' '…it's okay but not for me') they finally got here, to Hogwarts.
It is already dark outside but it's what makes the castle look much more amazing and magical…
"First years gather here! I will not wait for any of ya idjits to get on the boats!" a man yells, he has a beard and piercing eyes, he's wearing a muggle hat on his head.
And as if he cast a spell all the first years are standing in seconds in lines to get on the boats, including Castiel, Dean and Garth.
As they get into the school they must wait in front of the Great hall at the Chamber of Reception, before Professor Singer gets back and let them in, many start to talk about the Sorting around Castiel.
"Wow! I really need to get into Ravenclaw, mom was there and also grandpa!"
"…so Slytherin for me for sure."
"…and grandma said to not dare becoming a Hufflepuff or she'll make me a toad for two summers!"
"Gryffindor, like Harry Potter, that's what daddy wants, but just not being a Hufflepuff is good enough for me..."
"psst Castiel, which house do you want to be in?"
Turning his head he saw Garth smiling at him. "I want to be somewhere I'll have good friends." but I hope I'll not be in Hufflepuff… no one in the family ever was and I'm scared from what Michael will think.
"Me too, I hope we'll be sorted in the same house, you're kinda cool." "Me too, thank you." And they smiled at each other like two dorks
They have quieted down as they heard voices from behind the door
"But I can't deal with so many!"
"Get over it!"
"You were supposed doing this!"
"Or it was you, or me and you know I can't deal with those brats"
"So can't I!"
"Deal with it Robert."
And then the doors opens and Professor Singer is standing there, examining them with his eyes.
"Just keep your pie holes shut and follow me." He says with a heavy sigh.
The Great Hall, how can you even start to describe it? Thousands of candles are floating midair, and yet the wax doesn't seem to drip, beneath those amazing candles there are four long tables where the students are sitting, on the tables there are golden plates and goblets, glittering in the candle's light.
In the front, there's another long table where the professors sit, among them, his brother Michael.
Looking up, the amazed first years see the sky- the glittering stars with the round clear moon, adding to the magical atmosphere of the room.
Each table seems to have its own color, blue and bronze, red and gold, yellow and black, green and silver.
The students are very loud, they are talking with each other, catching up about what happened in summer and everything looks happy, that makes Castiel calm down a bit and smile like always.
An old lady stands up from a throne-like chair in the middle of the professors table, full of grace and confidence she moves and commends silence without uttering a word.
And with the calm and so graceful commend the room becomes silent in the matter of seconds, and as they didn't even notice it they are already in the front of the room.
Bobby silently already put a stool in front of the students with a hat on top of it, the hat was very dirty and torn and all the eyes of the professors and students were staring at it.
Is this some kind of a test? They want us to put a spell on it?
Castiel felt once again very nervous, and the silence was starting to make fear creep into his mind.
Suddenly the hat moved a bit, and it seemed like face were appearing on it, and the mouth opened up for this:
"It was not a long time ago,
of students in this school
now is exactly like it was
maybe slightly more cool.
It was a tale of bravery
of the evil and the good
but never of the glory
of fallen who once stood.
As years went by
no one tried to remember,
those who were loyal
and died in this chamber.
There's good and evil
in every path we take
the only thing to ask is
was it truth or mistake?
Gryffindor of braves
with pure luck they play,
it can bring happiness
but also a sad pray.
Ravenclaw of wisdom
think and search all,
but with misjudgment
they might only fall.
Slytherin of leaders
want all things pure,
with darkness in hearts
their mistake is sure.
Huffelpuff of honest
working hard and loyal,
check who you trust
or meet a terrible betrayal.
Remember every warning
write them on each wall,
because a storm is coming
and it will affect us all"
The moment the hat stops singing a murmur passes in all the tables behind the new students, something seems very wrong, and also the professors look quite stressed.
And once again the old lady makes the movement with her hands which silences all, but this time she is nodding towards Professor Singer who is standing now next to the stool, holding a scroll.
"When I'll call yer name I want ya to sit on this stool and put the Sorting Hat on yer heads. Not anywhere else" he says and staring pointedly at a student in the Slytherin table.
Is he looking at Gabriel?
"Anderson Thomas"
And so the sorting began, and things moved very quickly.
" Fielding Rose"
A young girl steppes forward, sit on the stool and put the Sorting Hat on her blonde curly hair, a few moments before the hat shouts "Gryffindor!" and the Gryffindor table is cheering for the new arrival.
" Fitzgerald Garth!"
Garth steps forward, smiling a bright smile while sitting on the stool and putting the hat on. The hat barely touched his head before shouting "Hufflepuff!"
Castiel's heart sank; Michael will never let him be friends with him…
And so went the rest of the sorting with a blur until;
"Novak Castiel"
His name is announced and he steps forward without expressing his nervous feelings. His brothers look at him, no, they criticize him with their burning stares while he sits stiffly on the stool and puts the hat on.
'hmmm interesting… haven't seen a child like you in a while…. Wise, oh very wise…. Also a leader, just like your brothers… but, no you lack the fear and darkness in your heart… very loyal and hardworking… hmm… what will you be? Oh, I know…'
"Hufflepuff!"
Castiel feels his heart become icy and as if someone have punched him in the stomach, he removes the hat quickly from his head tears falling from his eyes, he looks at Michael, whose face become red very quickly.
He moves his look to Lucifer whose face become white as sheet, and Balthazar and Gabriel look so frozen.
"CASTIEL. OUT OF THE DOOR, NOW." Michael booms and Castiel quickly gets off the chair and out of the Great Hall as if running away.
Oh no.