Hi readers. I managed to get a couple more chapters written pretty quickly. You'll have to be somewhat patient with me as sometimes I can get ver busy with two kids a husband and two businesses to run. :) I am, however, having a lot of fun writing this story. I hope that you are liking the two witches I created. I just wanted to thank pancakeatebatman, kindleflame5, and musicalgryffindor for your awesome reviews. They definitely inspired me to write faster.

Chapter 2- Harry Potter and the Demon Hunting Muggles

"Put these on," Cami handed each of the boys a silver ring. Sam, Dean, and the witches stood outside a run-down looking public restroom in a back alley of a street in London. Mara claimed that it was one of only places from which you could apparate into the ministry. Dean thought it looked like good place to get away with murdering someone (aka. him and his brother).

"What do these do?" Dean asked as he slipped the tiny piece of jewelry over his pinky finger. As soon as he did, his entire body disappeared.

"Crap!" Dean's voice yelled out. "What did you do to me? I'm gone. Where did I go?"

Mara laughed.

Sam gawked at the empty space of sidewalk where Dean's invisible form was standing. A smile formed on his face. "Perfect." He slipped his ring on and also disappeared.

"See...now you won't be seen until we reach Harry Potter's office."

Mara held open the door to the restroom. Unfortunately, the inside looked even worse than the outside. "Just remember. Nobody, including us, can see you. So you'll need to watch your step."

"And don't talk," Cami added.

"Got it," Sam said, stepping through the door so as not to draw attention to a door opening by itself.

"Alright," Cami opened her hand, "You'll need to hold our hands." Sam took Cami's hand, and Dean took Mara's.

"Oh, and try not to vomit on me," Mara told Dean.

"Vomit?"

Suddenly, the world swirled away. Sam and Dean felt like they were being sucked through a tunnel as blurs of objects spun around them. They moved too fast for their insides to catch up with their outsides. And before they had time to adjust, they're feet landed on firm ground. Everything around them kept spinning for a moment, and the earth felt like it was shifting beneath their feet.

Dean fought off the nausea. He couldn't help his frustration that Mara hadn't given more warning. Sam had known what to expect somewhat, from descriptions in the books. But he still couldn't have prepared for the uncomfortable feeling afterward. Once the men were able to focus, they took a look at the scene in front of them,

The Ministry lobby bustled with witches and wizards, hurrying to meetings and appointments. Lines formed here and there, in front of snack carts and newspaper stands. To the left sat a large desk with a sign over it that said "Guest Check-In". A few people stood in front of the desk, answering questions and having their wands checked. Sam ducked as a swarm of birds flew just overtop his head..no wait, those aren't birds. Those are paper airplanes.

"We'll take the stairs," Mara said aloud, "That way we won't be trying to squeeze into a crowded elevator."

Cami nodded and led the group to a set of double doors that opened up to a marble staircase.

It was only a short climb; the Aurors office was located on the second floor. When they stepped out onto the floor, Dean and Sam immediately had to flatten themselves up against the wall. A group of Aurors in training rushed past towards the elevators.

"This way." Cami jerked her head in the direction that the students had just come from. Sam and Dean followed the women to the end of the hall, and Mara knocked on a door. Dean and Sam read the print on the door's frosted glass window. Harry Potter, Head of Auror Office.

"Come in," a man's voice instructed from inside the office.

Cami twisted the worn, bronze handle and pushed open the door. Inside the office, papers were strewn across a large, mahogony desk. File cabinets lined the faded white wall, and a ceiling fan housed a not-so-bright overhead light.

"Cami. Mara. Please have a seat, and we can discuss your first assignment."

First assignment? Dean held in the urge to say the words aloud. He was appalled that not only had he been roped into working with a pair of witches, but now he was working alongside ameteurs.

"Sure," Cami said, sitting down in one of the chairs across from Harry. Mara took the other seat.

"So, tell me about what happened on the train. You didn't give me a whole lot to go on when I called. I have to tell you...I seriously debated on bringing in another team to back you up the moment I got off the phone."

"I apologize for not giving more information on the phone." Mara shifted in her seat, and told Harry about how the train and stopped and how they'd investigated the screaming.

"...But a man came flying through the door."

"A man?"

Mara nodded. "Yes, you see when we got to the cab, there were two men fighting this creature. It was a creature that had taken on the physical form of Professor Patil. And the two men helped us kill it."

Harry's face looked alarmed. "You killed it? And what became of these two men?"

"Well actually. Before we answer that, we'd like to explain a couple of things to you."

Harry looked puzzled but nodded. "Go ahead."

"We followed protocol," Cami insisted, "We confined the men and kept them at wand-point while we questioned them. What they had to say was very interesting."

Cami glanced over at her partner nervously.

"The men said that they were demon hunters, and the creature we killed was a Leviathan."

"A Leviathan?" Harry asked in surprise, "But they don't exist, not even in the magical world."

"They're not supposed to exist," Cami agreed, "And I didn't believe the men when they told us at first. But the evidence adds up, and I think they might be right. We know what we saw."

"And what of the two men..."

Mara swallowed hard, "We have them in custody."

"Good work."

"But sir, these men seem to know what they're talking about. And if what they are saying is true, then these Leviathans are a threat. Which is why we wanted to have you talk to them personally." Cami turned her head and nodded at the empty space in the room.

Sam removed his ring, rendering himself visible to the room, and Dean did the same a fraction of a second later.

Harry stood and pulled his wand from his robe, pointing it at the now visible men before him. "Mara! Cami!"

Cami kept her voice calm knowing that her partner would have much more trouble with keeping her emotions in check. "Mr. Potter. Please let us finish. These men may be our best chance if this whole Leviathan threat is real."

Harry kept his wand out in a defensive position, but his face grew more interested than aggressive. Sam and Dean stood near the door with their hands raised.

"So you men know about these Leviathan creatures?"

Sam stood there, unable to speak. Of all the fictional "characters" he'd met in his entire life... Angels, Demons, Reapers, even Satan himself, he never could have imagined meeting Harry Potter.

Dean, on the other hand, really wanted to teach these people how to use a gun. Being held at wand-point just looked stupid.

"Yes," Dean answered, "We've been hunting them for over a year. We killed the leader of the Leviathans. Unfortunately, not all Leviathans were following him. When we killed him, his followers all died, but the rest survived. And we've been trying to find out who it is before he has time to get organized and gather followers."

"And do you have a plan of attack?" Harry asked.

"As of right now we're just trying to kill as many of them as we can while we find out more inside information."

Harry nodded. "You may relax boys."

Sam and Dean both let their arms down to rest at their sides. Harry turned back to face his employees. "To be honest ladies, I am truly not sure what the best plan of action here is. Normally, we would arrest these two men and have their memories wiped."

"Hey man!" Dean yelled out, "This was all their idea."

"Given the situation, my aurors did what they thought was best. Of course, both Cami and Mara knew that erasing your memories was always a possibility," Harry stated officially.

"You what!?" Dean stared at Mara incredulously. He knew they'd been crazy to ever trust a couple of messed-up witches and their trickery.

Mara showed no emotion. Cami, however, looked guiltily at the two men, and shrugged.

"Nonetheless," Harry continued, "I have no choice here, but to believe that you men might possibly be telling the truth. And given the delicacy of the situation, I do not want to involve anyone else in this until we have more information. That being said, Mara, Cami, until further notice you two are on this case. You are to go out and learn as much as you can and report back to me. And I want you to take these men with you since they may know what they're doing. But keep a close eye on them."

"Yes sir," both women said.

"That will be all then. Have a good day ladies." The girls and Winchesters turned to leave.

"And you two gentlemen..." Harry stopped them. The foursome turned to look at the Head Auror. "If any harm comes to either of these women at your hands, I will take care of you myself. I'm sure at least one of you has heard of Azkaban."

The boys looked startled but nodded. "You may go," Harry waved them out. The moment they stepped out into the hallway, the door closed behind them.

"Quick!" Mara hissed, "The rings!"

It took the Winchester boys a moment to realize what she meant. Sam was the first to get it, and hurried to shove the silver ring back on his pinky finger. Dean followed suit, and the two men disappeared from sight. A couple of bystanders saw the display but shrugged it off. They probably see much weirder things here everyday. Thought Sam.

"This way," Cami said softly to the seemingly empty space beside her.

Cami and Mara led the way down the hall to their office. One of the interns had obviously done some cleaning the day before. All of the books were stacked neatly on the desks and shelves. Files were in the file cabinets, not strewn at random around the room, and the chairs were empty and clean. Sam shut the office door behind them, and the men removed the invisibility rings once more.

"Just so you all know. I do not like this...any of this," Dean ranted like a premadonna. Hunting with his brother could be trying enough at times. Hunting with two barely legal magical freaks would be almost as bad as the hell that Dean knew all too well. "And I do not trust you!" He pointed at the women.

Sam rolled his eyes. Much of the time, it was difficult to believe that this childish man was the eldest. "We got it Dean. Thanks!"

"Look I'm not thrilled about it either," Mara said casually, "But Cami and I have our orders." Though, the young witch couldn't help the eagerness that she was feeling about landing such an exciting case right away.

"And you don't ignore an order from Harry Potter...no matter who you are." Cami warned.

Sam nodded. "Okay. Then how do you want to do this?"

Cami mindlessly played with the crystal garden at her desk. "Well...since we know next to nothing. It's up to you two where we go next."

"And on the way there, you two can fill us in on all the details," Mara added.

"Fine," Dean grumbled. "Then let's start at Bobby's."

"Can you get us to the U.S.?" Sam asked.

"Yes. But we can only apparate to a location we know."

"We got on the tran in Janesville, Minnesota. You know where that is?"

Mara sat down at her desk."Of course. We can leave as soon as we finish our report." Cami nodded and sat down in her desk as well.

***An hour later****

"Ughhh," Dean groaned.

Sam actually got down on the ground for a moment, just until everything stopped spinning. As convenient as it was to apparate, he didn't feel it was worth the nauseous feeling afterward.

Cami and Mara snickered. "Don't worry," Cami said, "That feeling starts to fade after about the fifth or sixth time."

Dean and Sam both groaned. *Yeah like I'm ever doing that again* Dean thought.

"Okay," Sam stood and brushed his backside off, "Where are we exactly?"

"Right outside Janesville," Mara answered, "So where is this Bobby's place?"

"Sioux Falls, South Dakota. We'll have to drive there from here."

"Drive? You mean in a Car?"

"Not just any car..." Dean said with a wistful look on his face.

Sam rolled his eyes at his brother, "C'mon. This way." Sam motioned to the women to follow and headed toward the sound of traffic. After a short trek through town, they came to a small hardware store parking lot. Near the back of the lot was a shiny black Chevy Impala.

"Isn't she gorgeous?" Dean placed a hand gently near the front of the hood and ran his palm across it. "I always miss my Baby when I'm gone."

"Fascinating," Mara gave small smile, staring at Dean and the car.

"She is." Dean agreed with an enormous grin.

"No." Mara's smile grew. "I mean how you seem to love this thing the same way a real person love's a spouse or even a pet."

Dean frowned. Cami and Sam both laughed and Mara joined in. Dean huffed while he unlocked the doors.

"I'm riding up front," Mara announced heading for the front passenger side.

"You're not riding shotgun," Dean argued.

Mara gave a confused stare "Shotgun? No I'm riding in a car. Are you sure he should be driving?" Mara asked Sam.

"It's my car!" Dean exclaimed.

Sam laughed. "Dean you can be kinda thick. Mara shotgun is a slang term for the front passenger seat. And that's fine. You can ride shotgun."

Mara nodded, taking in this new information. She got into the car while Sam and Cami took seats in back. Dean already had the car running, AC/DC playing on the radio.

"Hit it!" Cami said.

"Alright." Dean pulled out of the parking lot and headed for the highway.

Sam smiled incredulusly at the woman in the seat next to him.

"Did I not use that term correctly?" She blushed slightly.

"No." He moved his eyes to the road out the front window. "You used it right."

"Okay," Mara cut into the awkward moment, "So we need to know everything."

Dean and Sam took turns filling them in on the events of the past couple of years. They explained how they'd killed Dick Roman, and how Dean had escaped from purgatory with Castiel. They told Mara and Cami all about Bobby and Castiel. They explained how Bobby been brought back to Earth to continue helping the two men with the Leviathan threat. (Mara noticed that when they were discussing Bobby's resurrection, Dean looked more upset than anything which she found odd since it sounded like he was a good friend...like family even.) The women asked the Winchesters some personal questions about themselves and their past. And when they'd finished, there were still three hours to go before they'd get to Bobby's house.

"I'm still having trouble believing that the whole Harry Potter world is real. So everything in the books really happened?" Sam asked.

"Yes," Cami nodded.

"The battle too?"

"Yes."

"Were you there? Did you fight?" Sam leaned in eagerly.

Mara snickered. "Of course not. The battle took place fifteen years ago. We were both about four-years-old. We didn't even know what was going on."

"I didn't realize."

"Common misconception because the books were released so far apart. It wasn't until the year of the final battle that the Ministry voted to have Ms. Rowling biography the whole story of Harry Potter. She pitched the idea of making the stories fictional children's books."

"Is she a witch?"

"No," Cami shook her head, "Just someone who knew about wizards and witches."

"That's amazing," Sam said, leaning back in his seat.

"Don't you have any questions Dean?" Cami asked.

"I don't really read for fun."

"That doesn't surprise me." Mara faced forward in her seat and watched the road speeding underneath them. It wasn't her first time in a car, but in the magical world automobiles were rarely used. It was kind of exciting to be riding in an American vehicle.

Sam continued to question Cami about the wizarding world while Dean and Mara sat silently in the front listening to the radio. After awhile, Mara couldn't help but start tapping her fingers and foot to the beat of the hard rock band's music.

A few hours later, Dean pulled the Impala into a scrapyard lined with old beat-up cars. At the end of the drive sat a small wooden house with chipping white paint and a faded black roof.

"We're here," Dean announced to the car.

The four of them stepped out of the vehicle and walked up to the side door. Sam knocked and seconds later a man answered the door. He was rough-looking and definitely much older than the two Winchester boys. He had a mustache and a beard and large bags under a pair a big, bright eyes. He wore a baseball cap and a flannel vest over a long sleeve shirt, a pair of dirty jeans, and boots.

"Sam. Dean." The man nodded at the two boys. "And who're the ladies?"

"That's Mara. And that's Cami." Sam pointed at each woman respectively.

"They're witches," Dean said brushing past Bobby to get inside.

"Witches? What the hell ya bringin' witches into my house for?" Bobby grumbled loudly.

"It's okay Bobby," Sam said, "They're not like crazy devil-worshiping witches. Long story short. Everything in the Harry Potter books is true, and these two are witches, witches who went to Hogwarts."

Sam stepped inside as Bobby moved to let the rest of the group in.

"Knew at some point all those trips to hell and purgatory would send you two off the deep end," Bobby muttered.

"They're not crazy," Mara stated in an annoyed voice. It was exhausting trying to convince muggles that wizards and witches exist. Mara had only ever had to do it once before the Winchesters. "Would you like proof?"

"No need," Bobby said, "I trust these two boys." The old man shut the door behind him and took a seat behind the desk at the far end of the room."So what brings ya'll to my doorstep?"

"We've sort of been recruited-" Sam started.

"Ordered." Dean cut in.

"Assigned," Sam continued, giving his brother an annoyed stare, "to help these women find out as much information as possible about the Leviathans."

"So any news Bobby?" Dean asked. He'd already poured himself a small glask of whiskey and took swig.

"Not much really. A few supernatural domestic disturbance calls, but nothing that looks like the work of the Leviathans."

"Have you talked to Cass lately?" Dean asked Bobby.

"Nope, not since last time you were here."

"We should call him and see if he has any ideas."

"Actually, I may be able to help," a low, gravelly voice came from behind Cami and Mara.

Everyone started, and the girls whipped out their wands.

"Dammit Cass!" Dean yelled, "What have I told you?"

Cass stared blankly until it came to him. "Oh you mean the knocking thing."

"Yes Cass! You knock at the door and then come in. You can't just pop in whenever."

"You know this man then?" Mara asked slowly stowing her wand inside her jacket once again, as did Cami.

Sam answered, "Yes. This is Castiel. Castiel this is..."

"Cami Evans and Mara Kelly," Castiel finished.

"How do you know that?" Cami asked intriqued by the man who had suddenly appeared.

"I am an Angel of the Lord."

Mara raised an eyebrow. This man looked more like a beat-up family man working sixty plus hours a week.

"You said you might be able to help?" Bobby inquired.

"Yes. I have discovered that a private meeting about the future of Richard Roman Enterprises will take place in ten days in Detroit."

"But Dick's company went belly-up after he died. It's broke, meaning it doesn't exist," Sam said.

"Which is why that particular meeting would be so suspicious..." Dean nodded as it came to him. If a private meeting was being held about a company that was owned and operated by Leviathans, a company that no longer exists, then said meeting might be a Leviathan meeting-of-the-minds.

"Ten days?" Sam confirmed.

"Yes. The twelfth of September."

"Thanks Cass," Dean said.

"So we form a plan and strategize until then," Mara directed.

"For a week and a half?" Dean gave her a look like she was completely nuts. "We don't really prepare like that."

"And what's your success rate with that strategy?" Mara challenged.

"Pretty damn good. And how's yours? Oh wait..." he mocked, "You two are newbies. We're partnered up with two amateurs."

"I'll show you amateur." Mara reached for her wand.

"Hey Enough!" Bobby hollered and slammed his fist down on the desk in the room. "I feel like I'm babysittin toddler's."

Mara lowered her hand without retrieving the wand, and when she wasn't looking, Dean stuck out his tongue at her.

"Idgits," Bobby mumbled and took a swig of a silver flask that had been in the front pocket of his flannel shirt. "I got a job for you boys," he paused and looked at the two young women, "..and girls anyway. It should only take a couple of days. In the meantime, I'll dig up anything I can find on this meeting Cass is talkin' about."

"And you Cass?" Sam turned to ask the badly shaven, trench coat wearing angel. But he was gone. Nobody had noticed him disappear during the brief Dean/Mara spat.

"That guy's kinda weird," Cami stated, smiling as the group looked around the room to make sure he hadn't just wandered off. From their brief meeting, Cami thought that he was the type of person? no being..the type of being that would just wander off at random.

"He's a whole bowl full of crazy," Bobby agreed.

"He's a good guy," Sam vouched for him and Dean nodded.

"So about the job?" Dean asked.

Bobby picked up a piece of paper from his desk. "Found this article online yesterday. Sounds like it's up our ally." He handed the article to Sam. Sam read aloud.

"Suspicious circumstances surrounding the death of 37 year-old Steve Mitchell have police stumped. From an anonymous source, we have learned that Mr. Mitchell was found strangled on his bedroom floor with no weapon of any kind nearby. All doors and windows to the home were locked, and no forced entry had been found. Mr. Mitchell was married with no children, and Mrs. Mitchell claims she was visiting family in Wisconsin when the incident occurred."

"When was the guy murdered?" Dean asked.

"The article is dated two days ago."

"I'm not sure about this..." Mara frowned and looked over at her partner, "We're supposed to be focused on hunting Leviathans."

"Well you can stay here if you don't want to come," Dean suggested.

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" Mara narrowed her eyes at him.

Cami shrugged. "We were also instructed to work with these guys. And we kinda need their help. We're not supposed to let them out of our sight."

"Seriously," Dean groaned, "We're not gonna just take off."

"I don't think you will," Cami said. She took the article from Sam to read it herself, "But I'm interested to learn more about how you boys. What's the best word to use? Work?"

"Fine," Mara shrugged, "I'd rather be kicking some evil butt anyway."

"Then let's get on the road." Dean opened the door to leave. "I'm starved anyway. We can get something to eat on the way."

***Hours later***

"Bloody hell. That ride was beastly," Mara groaned, slowly stretching out her arms and legs and back.

Cami did the same. "I have to agree. I don't understand how you can travel in this thing all the time. Are you constantly in pain?"

"Don't worry. You get used to it after the fifth or sixth ride," Dean mocked.

Mara smirked at the surprisingly smart comeback.

"So now what?" Cami asked, looking over at the boys.

"Now we get changed and go do what we do."

"We're coming with," Mara said. She'd be damned if these men tried to keep them from participating in the "job", especially since this was, in a way, the type of thing that Mara and Cami were trained to do.

"We don't have supplies for you," Dean said, opening the trunk to retrieve a couple of bags.

"What part of witches is not getting through to that daft brain of yours?" Mara slammed the trunk shut, so she could look Dean directly in the eyes. "Just tell us what we need to do."

"Fine. You have to impersonate FBI agents."

"FBI?" Cami asked, "As in the Federal Bureau of Investigation?"

"Yes," Sam answered, "But FBI agents are paired. It would be highly highly unusual for a group of four agents to show up at a crime scene...especially with such a low-profile case."

"Alright then. Sam, you and I will go investigate as FBI agents, and Mara and Dean can go check out the crime scene," Cami delegated.

"Why not the other way around?" Dean whined.

"We can't risk you too bickering in front of a stranger. And I'm going with Sam because you just bother me." Dean looked shocked, taken aback by Cami's ruthless statement.

Sam chuckled. Other than himself and Bobby, hardly anyone was so forward with Dean. Both these witches had guts. It was refreshing...a lot like being around Helen and Jo used to be.

"Whatever. Let's just do this," Mara said, not at all thrilled about being paired with the pig-headed older brother.

"We'll need the car." Sam held out his hand for the keys. Dean opened the trunk again and deposited one of the bags. He grabbed a couple of sawed off shotguns and some extra salt pellets. Then he reluctantly handed over the keys.

"We can meet up at the motel at the edge of town," Dean said and watched his brother and the blonde-haired witch get into the front seats of the car and drive off.

I know this chapter wasn't very exciting, but I already have the next chapter written and waiting to post. There is more excitement in store. :) Please continue to review. I love hearing everyone's thoughts.