Hiya!

I dont own any one from Harry Potter or Supernatural

I do own the storyline

Warning: This story contains boy on boy loving, and strong language.

If you dont like either of those then your looking at the wrong story.

Okay, so I'm changing the story outcome a bit, but you dont know the ending i had planned so hopfully no loss on your part. But the changes that will be happening are: It will only be a handful of chapters so John and Sam will not show up in this story, which also leads us into the fact that John wont be having a relationship in this story *hint hint*, but i will be talking all the responses i do get and using them in a joint story that im writing with my friend. so John WILL be getting some loving, just not now. and the last thing that i can think of, is that i might not get to squeeze in some crossdressing Orion(Harry).

I wont be making any changes to the first chapter because i didnt put anything in there that would make a difference in the 'new' version of the story thats in my head, and on numerous stickynotes scattered around my computer dest and on the floor. The whole story's summary/outline is literally written out on stickynotes covered in my messy handwriting.

The thank you's to everyone who reviewed is at the bottom, along with a response to those that wrote somthing that wasnt a one word comment :)

Enjoy!

A Fashionable Mistake

Chapter Two

By: The Sly Raccoon

I decided that I would go home for lunch today, so I wouldn't have to deal with Ambra and Tyesha's questioning look's, and the moment I walked threw my door my cell phone went off. The ring tone was some cheesy porno music that Dean choose as a joke so that I would know it was him calling, and I've never been happier to hear that stupid noise.

After the conversation with Talon, I walked around the store not talking to anyone for the rest of the morning. Ambra had asked me if I wanted to talk about whatever was bothering me, but left me alone after I nicely told her that I didn't want to talk about it at that moment. Thankfully she left me alone, but still gave me sad looks every time she thought my back was turned. After being such good friends for the past 4 and a half years, it was uncommon for me to not tell her everything.

Tyesha on the other hand, came up to me after Ambra had walked away and was literally an inch away from my face and steaming mad. Demanding to know what was wrong with me, and shoving my shoulder a few times was not how you get me to open up about something. After telling off my publicist I locked myself in my office thinking of how to explain the situation of Talon to Dean. An added bonus was me creating a whole set of sketches for a new fashion show while I was thinking.

The second I emerged from my self proclaimed 'cave' I texted Ambra that I wouldn't be going to lunch with her and Tyesha today, and that I would go home and make something.

As I search my canvas bag for my phone I can only hope that I don't have to tell Dean about Talon over the phone, because that could end very badly with Dean's quick temper.

The second my hand touches my phone I put it to my ear hoping he would be coming to see me this weekend.

"Hello?" Even though it was Dean's phone calling it could be anyone on the other line. Anyone being Sam, John, or Bobby.

"Hey there kitty cat, what' chya up to? " Every time I hear that silly nickname my heart skips a beat and I couldn't help but giggle like an idiot, and right now that reassured me that nothing monumental has happened so he's more than likely in a good mood.

"Nothing much, I came home to eat lunch instead of going to that little café down the street from the store." Placing my bag onto the counter I hold the phone in between my ear and shoulder while I search the fridge for the Chinese take out from last night.

"Well that sounds like fun. Hey, I was wondering, would you care if we have Easter at your apartment this year? Me and Sammy are want dad to have a little break, and were trying to get Bobby to go. But he just keeps saying he'll pump me full of lead before he leaves his house for a silly vacation." Quietly laughing to myself at the image of Bobby shooting at a running Dean, I popped the microwave door open and set the sweet & sour chicken dinner inside. Turning it on, I decide that I should ask when's the next time he'll be coming to see me.

"That sounds like a great idea, I'd love having you guys here!" It's not like I use the 3 other bedrooms in my large apartment. "But, uh, Dean?"

"Yea babe, what's up?" I hear rustling in the background, he must be getting something out of the impala.

"When's the next time you'll be coming for a visit?" Hoping that I don't sound nervous, I notice that the noises on the other end of the line have stopped.

"Well, me and Sammy just got wind of a circus where the clowns are killing parents of young kids the night after they go to the circus. It probably wont take more than a few days, and we'll be in the town by tomorrow afternoon. So I'd say not this weekend, but the next, that ok with you?" Even though he knows I don't mind when he cant always promise that he'll be here for certain things, he always asks if I'm okay with it.

"Of coarse that fine, Its just-" Jeez how am I going to say it, should I explain Talon to him right now, or should I wait until Deans actually here with me? "Its just that, well, I really need to talk to you about something when you get here." There, I got it out, and hey, my foods done too.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt? Did something happen?" The always predictable, over protective Dean, I knew him well.

"Yes, but it'll be easier to tell you when you get here." Sitting at my small kitchen table, I set my cell on speaker and placed it on the table so I wouldn't have to worry about dropping it into my food while I'm eating.

"Are you hurt, is that it? Did somebody hurt you? Whoever that stupid son of a bitch is better get the hell outta town before I get a hold of-"

"DEAN! I'm not hurt, stop threatening people who don't exist." He's just so cute when he gets all riled up and angry like that, to know he cares that much about me makes my heart swell up with love.

"Well then what's wrong, why wont you tell me?" He was upset over this, I could hear it in his voice, but face to face would be better than trying to explain it now.

"Calm down, it's just something I need to talk to you about when you get here, nothing else." His breathing is still a bit heavy from when he was freaking out, but other than that their's no other noise.

"Okay, I'll call you when I get to the New York border." His voice sounded defeated, but this is for the best, I cant have him speeding all the way over here so he can strangle Talon.

"I love you." I whisper, for some reason this moment calls for quiet, and I cant find any reason to break the peace.

"Love you too kitty cat, be good while I'm not there ya hear?" His rough voice Is filled with love, and I can feel my face splitting in two from my wide grin.

"Hmm, so if I'm naughty, then what?" I knew all the right buttons to press to get him 'uncomfortable.'

"Babe don't play this game, you'll lose it when I get home." He growled, mmm, I'm already squirming in my seat.

"But Dean, I thought I already lost it, you remember right? The night I wore that skimpy kitten outfit." The morning after that night I couldn't walk right for at least a week. And just mentioning that outfit got Dean all worked 'up'.

"Baby your in trouble once I get there. I have to wake Sammy up so we can start driving, see you soon love." It was always the same, he never said goodbye, its like it isn't even in his vocabulary. But I know why, and I can relate, so I don't mind.

"Yup, see you real soon."

Dean's dark, sexy chuckle was cut off by the lines being disconnected. Well, that went well, especially when I got us off topic.

Looking at the old grandfather clock in the hallway out side of the kitchen, I notice I should leave now, or I'll never make it back to the store in time.

Grabbing by canvas bag I hurry to put a couple apples inside and a water bottle for later. When I'm done with that I zip up my thin black hoodie and slip on my black flats. Waving at my neighbor, an older woman who had recently moved in, I make my way down the halls, past the elevator and into the stairwell.

Only Dean knew it, but I was terrified of elevators. Stupid, I know, but riding in a small metal box that's being held up by thick ropes does not appeal to my common sense. Now if the elevator was magic, then I would go in without a problem. Silly, but true.

Walking into the sunlight I'm consumed by my thoughts, all revolving around that slimy bastard Talon. Why the hell couldn't he stalk someone else? Why me? I was so confused, and there is only one thing to do when I'm confused about something: talk to Ambra about it. When it comes to things like emotions or how to approach a topic or explain a situation to someone without getting a negative response, she's the only one that can help. One time I actually asked if she was magical or something, all she did was look at me with this strange smile playing on her lips and said, barley above a whisper 'or something'. Every time I ask her about it, her response is always the same: silence.

Being lost in thought I hadn't realized that I had made it to the shop, walked inside and was now standing in front of Ambra's desk. Just staring at her, and he looking at me with those knowing eyes.

"Do you need something?" She questioned, looking like the cat who got the canary. She knew I was about to pour my heart out about what was bugging me this morning.

"You know how Talon is still asking me out and trying to get me to sleep with him even when I say I'm dating Dean, right?" Might as well jump head first into this problem.

Ambra's grip is strong when she leads me into my office, shutting the door, and gently pulling me onto the couch next to her. Nodding her head, she signals that she wants me to go on.

"Well, he caught me outside the store this morning right before I opened the door to get inside, and I was expecting him to go on and say that I should date him, blah blah blah, and how we'd make the perfect couple, the usual." I pause when I see her laughing softly behind her hand, her eyes glittering along with her laughter, but I continue.

"But instead, he goes all smart on me and points out that he's never actually met Dean before, and then the scumbag accuses me of lying! He goes on about how Dean isn't real, and that I made him up to make him jealous! Out of all the things I want Talon to be, jealous is not one of them. Mortally wounded, sure, physically disfigured, that would be great! But JEALOUS!? That's a whole load of rubbish if you ask me!" By the end of my rant my chest is heaving in suppressed anger.

Peering out from under my bangs, I can see the only thing scarier than a dementor: a pissed off Ambra. Her brows were furrowed down and her usually pretty mouth was set in a deep scowl that would make even Snape proud.

"What?" She hisses, andfor a second I believe I've found another parslemouth. Shaking my head at my own thoughts I know that I need some advice.

"And so now next time Dean comes to visit me I have to bring him to Talon's house so that Talon will believe me and stop chasing after me. But he says I have a month and a half for Dean to show up, or else he's going to mess with my next fashion show. And you know I cant afford to have any problems, this just might be my big break through!" I began to sound a bit hysterical at the end, but who can blame me? Fashion and Dean were my life, and now both were being threatened, I couldn't think strait, that's were Ambra came in.

"First, breath." She looked just about ready to slap me if I did anything else. "Okay, now Talon is the sort of idiot who is used to getting what he wants now. So you might not have the month and a half that he says he's giving you. Do you know when the next time Dean's visiting you will be?" Her calm and reasonable voice is the only thing keeping me from freaking out right now.

"Yea, he called during lunch, said he'll be her next weekend." I sighed, and noticed that Ambra had both my hands cradled in hers, no wonder I felt better about things.

"Okay, that's good, did you tell Dean about what Talon said?" Right now all I could focus on was her hands, but I still answered.

"No, I just told him that I needed to talk to him about something when he gets here. I've never even told him about Talon. At first it was because I didn't want to ruin our new relationship, but then It was because of Dean's quick temper, and possessiveness when it comes to me. He might go off and kill Talon if he knew half the things Talon has said or done." Now I was nervous, you know that look you get from your mother when you did something stupid, and you don't really have a reason why? I'm getting that right now, full force.

"You do know that you're going to have to explain everything about your situation with Talon to Dean, before you tell him about what happened this morning, right?" Nodding my head at her expectant look, I couldn't help but feel guilty at never having told the guy I'm dating about a guy who basically stalks me.

"I know, I know. I really wished that I would have said something about Talon earlier. Maybe then I wouldn't be in this mess." Talking my hands from hers, I hunch over with my face into my newly freed hands.

Ambra has experience with all this 'Overly dominant and possessive males' crap, heck she's mated to a werewolf from Italy for crying out loud. And he's even more possessive than Dean! It's funny watching the couple on occasion, Ambra's 5"1 petite body with curves in all the right places standing next to Lukas (Her mate and fiancée) hulking 6"5 frame that has muscles in all the right places. They had been together for 3 years now, living together for 2 and were getting married next fall, Ambra is the relationship guru when it comes to these things.

Placing her small, delicate hand on my back and running it up and down in a soothing motion, I could feel the sympathy coming off her in waves. My relationship with Dean is the only thing I would throw away everything for, and fighting with him about how I didn't tell him that Talon had an obsession with me is the last thing I want to do.

Weakly smiling at her, I got up and went behind my desk to sit in my obnoxiously squishy leather chair. Getting up, Ambra walked over to the door, barley touching the handle, she turns to face me.

"You know what you have to do, Dean loves you too much to end your guy's relationship, but you'll have to reassure him of your loyalty. Even though Dean knows you love him and that you would never cheat on him, he's still just as insecure as the rest of us and doest want to be hurt." With that Ambra left, leaving me to my thoughts on all the possible outcomes.

Leaving the store at closing time I made my way home, trudged up the stairs, and walked inside of my dark, empty apartment.

Not feeling up to dinner at the moment, I started to shed my clothes on the way to my bedroom. Shoes first, socks, hoodie, the thin quarter sleeve gray shirt, my tank top underneath, and when I started to unbutton my jeans I was already at my bed. Slipping out of those, I lifted a side of the heavy comforter and slid underneath quickly falling into a restless sleep.

If there is any mistakes or bad grammar or anything like that I would appreciate it if you told me so i can fix it, and critisism is wanted! So if you have time, tell me what you like or dont like about the story so far, or what you think i should do if you have any advice.

Hopfully my next update will be on friday, but classes start tomarrow, so Im not too sure, but im pretty good at keeping on task so no real worries :)

Thank you's too:

snowangel66

Dragon Fairies: Ice- all of them would be very nice, but im afraid i can only do one at a time ;) Wonton- Remus and Sirius would probly gang up on poor John, but that is a possibility for the other story. Randa- Lol, they might kill eachother, but i could make an attempt. Fire- Snape is in the lead right now, so mabye :)

snails-on-the-french-riviera: Haha, yea, the fashion designer thing was kindof a silly idea that turned into a story with a plot, so not much to explain there. When i read a story if it is too slow in the begining i get really bored and usually skip ahead, so i wanted to pretty much start in the middle of the begining, catching peoples attention and keeping it. All things will eventually be answered, im not that cruel :) MAD-EYE MOODY?!?! wow, that never even crossed my mind, but now its stuck and im liking it more and more, and if not lovers i would definatly make them friends.

Nathan: I was thinking that too, Sirius is fun as a Marauder but i would much prefer him a bit more mature, thanks for bringing that to my attention :)

loveangle13

brokenangelwings16

Avadeya: Snape is winning right now so its a possibility

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KounetsuDeb: If i do put John with Sirius, then he'll be a bit more mature than how he is in most other stories ive read, thank you tho :)

Aurora Ivy Fang: Lol, slytherins are pretty darn awsome

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