AN: This is my first Fanfiction, please don't be too harsh, or well, please give lots of constructive criticism.

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Chapter 2

"James, you ok" James was awaken from his thoughts by Sam who stood by the bathroom door.

"Yea, I was just thinking about things." James said realizing that he had been staring off into space for the last hour. "I was just thinking about my family, this Friday is my sisters 17th birthday, and I am missing it."

"So why not go home, and see your family?" Sam asked.

"Because Sammy, you know that I just abandoned them. I am sure they hate me. I mean I just left in the middle of the night after my future was already planned out for me." James said still starring at the wall.

"Hey, I know how you feel. Dude, I left to go to college, and my dad and I didn't talk for like 4 years."

James looked at Sam, seeing that his friend had been more like him then he knew.

"Maybe your right. After this case I will go home to see my little sister. I'll just go home to see her, and hopefully avoid my family. We should wrap this case up by tonight right?"

"Yea James tonight sounds about right" Dean said sitting up from his bed." You ladies talk too loudly, how is a guy suppose to catch a nap."

James smiled and looked over at Dean. He thought back to the day he met the Winchester brothers. He had to admit, it was shear luck and their skill that he survived.

Flashback

"Sam, look I saw someone running this way, I think it's the demon. Lets go and kill it, then get the hell out of this hick town."

James squatted in the bushes listening to the two men plan out how they were going to kill him. He pulled out his wand, ready to make his final stand, when a guy swaggered out from behind a tree. The man's eyes changed from blue to pitch black, then back again.

"Sam and Dean Winchester, see now here I was bored because I was sent to get some English kid, and I find the two of you. So where is the kid? The big boss wants to talk to him almost as much as he wants to talk to you Sammy." The weird guy said with a sneer.

"Look, you bastard, we don't know anything about a kid, we just followed the omens here to you." The shorter Winchester said. James didn't know who was who. He was about to start crawling away, when he felt a knife at his throat.

"Well, looky what I just caught, hiding behind this bush." The new "demon" said. James looked around terrified. He looked pleadingly at the two young men who seem to hate the "demon" who wanted him.

"Let the kid go"

"Oh Sammy, you know I can't do that, but if you come with me, and say yes to Lucifer, then I will let the runt go for now. He will get to live for another few months."

"Never, I would rather die then say yes to Lucifer."

James watcedh the banter back and forth and realized that he was defiantly missing something. It sounded like they were talking about the muggle devil, which was a work of pure fiction, according to his grandfather, and uncles.

He finally found his voice and decided to ask the one question he was dying to know.

" Ummmmmm, why does a fictional character want to talk to me?"

There was utter silence, and it made James very uncomfortable. He looked around at the weird creepy guy who was now walking over to him.

"Jamie, we want to talk to you, because of your daddy, and who he is"

James felt like numb all over. His father was not one to cross and if these guys wanted his dad and weren't afraid of him, then this was a very dire situation. A shot rang through the air to bring him back to reality. The demon, turned around to see a smoking gun pointed at him. He fell over and went still. James was stunned by these events, when he was jerked back into reality by the knife digging deeper into his skin.

" Drop the boy" Dean screamed, and cocked the gun. This caused the knife to be dug deeper into James neck. James took this time to get over the shock of the situation. He now was thinking the way a Auror would think. When he was younger his father used to teach him self defense and how to get away from this type of attacker. He looked over at Dean and tried to signal him. He started to wink and once he was sure that Dean knew what was happening, he started to disarm his attacker. He stepped on the guys foot, which disoriented, and then once the knife was removed, he kicked behind the knee, and brought the guy down onto his knees, finally, he jumped out of the way just in time for Sam and Dean to empty their guns into the guy. Once they were sure he was dead, the turned on James.

"So, why do they want you?"

"I have no idea, I was just heading out west on a bus and they started to follow me, I saw them and started to run for it"

"Who's your father, and why do they want him?"

James decided this was the place to lie. "I don't know, I hate the guy, I ran from home when he tried to plan my future.

End of Flashback

From that conversation James learned about demons, angels and the apocalypse.

He turned back to Dean and they started to make plans to find the women's remains to burn.

After three hours of searching they found her grave. She was buried in the local cemetery, and they went back later that night to dig her up and burn the body. It was a standard process with very little resistance. They celebrated a relatively normal job with beers and dinner at the local diner. That night James woke with a start, and looked at the clock.

"Damn, its only 5:45" He knew that meant no more sleep for the night. He thought about want that demon had said to him all those months ago. It's about your daddy, and who he is". Did that mean that they were after his family, should he have warned them? He thought about the devil and the things in his family house, which could help, explain his questions. It hit him like a ton of bricks. The answer was in him. He went into a trance thinking about how he could have forgotten this major detail, and how he would break it to the Winchesters. Yet again Sam who was waking up at his usual time, 8:00, brought him out of his thoughts.

"Sam, wake Dean up, and call Cas, there is something I need to tell you about…"

It was 9:30 before they were all sitting around the table in the diner. They had just ordered, and now it was time to come clean. He looked at the two men who had become as close as family, in the last year.

"Now, I need to tell you a story, something, that will not make any sense until the end of the story. So please don't interrupt. Now we have run into people who have called themselves witches and have had "powers" but they were just channeling a demon. There are people who are born with this power and who use it for good. They live among people peacefully and don't use their power for personal gain. There is a society where these people live and work. They are trained how to use their powers in constructive and proper ways." James looked at the Winchester boys and saw confusion. Castiel did not look surprised at this revelation.

"Ok let me go about this a different way. So in the world there were people with powers that were born to them. They were persecuted and killed for these powers, so they started to hide them. The first to control their gifts was Merlin. He trained for many years to hone his talents into viable uses. When he reached the age of 100, he realized that he should pass his gifts on to others like him, and help end the persecutions. He found the brightest and most talented four children he could and started to train them. After he died many years later, they realized their own mortality, and created a school, which would help pass on this gift of control to the future generations. This school is still around today."

Dean started to laugh. "That's a great joke Jamie, but everyone knows Merlin never existed."

James sighed. This was going to be harder then he thought.

"Dean he did exist, and the school exists as well. Please no more interruptions. In the early 50s, a child was born who would change the world in so many ways. His name was Tom Riddle. Now when he turned 11 he was accepted into this school, and taught about his powers. What no one saw coming was, was his hatred of those who were different from him. See some people who have no magical blood in the family, can developed magical powers, no one can understand why. But Tom wanted to kill all of these types of witches and wizards. His philosophy instigated a war which spanned close to 30 years. So many innocent people were killed. It wasn't until a boy was born, in 1982, that hope actually came. See this boy was destined to kill this wizard and bring about a golden age for Wizarding Britain. He finally succeeded when he was 17 years old." James finished an extremely abridged story of the last great war.

Dean looks confused while Sam was angry. Why had this much pressure been put on a boy, was all Sam could think about at that moment. Dean then asked on both the Winchester's mind. "Why is this important?"

James looked at his friend sadly, and said, "Well... that boy... his name is Harry Potter. He's my dad."

Dean sat back down flabbergasted. Sam just stared at the James. Cas was the only one who looked calm. "James, I am glad you chose to tell them this secret." James gave him a grateful smile.

"Thanks Cas, it really meant a lot to me that you understood."

"James, why didn't you tell us earlier? You shouldn't have lied to us." Sam said quietly.

"Cas, you knew about this, and you let us be around him. He could have attacked us." Dean said, loudly, causing the other customers to turn and look at their table.

"Dean, I can't believe you, if you really think that I am so awful, I will leave and I won't give you the answer of how to kill the devil." James said, as he stood to leave. He turned to leave, before he was slammed into the wall. He turned around just before Dean stepped forward and put his forearm against his throat.

"You knew how to kill the devil, all this time, and you didn't tell us." He started to push harder. Sam tried to pull him off of James.

"I didn't remember it until this morning and it might kill him, I don't know if it will work. Please let go, and will tell you." Dean dropped his arm and they sat back down. The waitress walked over and asked them to leave. They paid for their food and went back to the motel to eat it. After breakfast was eaten, the conversation started again.

"When I was younger, my dad was not really around. It was fine for me, I was 8, but my sister was only 3, and she couldn't understand why he wasn't around. So I started to read to her, to make her feel better. I would read stories about princesses and dragons, but she seemed to get even more depresses. That was when I found a book in my dad's study. It was an old leather-bound book, which looked like it was from the 12 century. I started to read the book to myself, but Lily caught me, and wanted me to read it to her. It was this old story about an evil dark lord, who terrorized the world. He was defeated by a sword, which was forged by Merlin. He was struck through the heart and sent back to hell. The sword was lost and was said that it now used to keep the main gates of hell locked.

I read it to her over a hundred during the next 3 years before I went away for school. She continued to read it hundreds of time more before she started school. That story meant the world to her, so she started to research the actual history behind the myth and stumbled onto the biggest obsession ever. She only told me about it once, but other then that, she kept all her research to herself. She has the answer to what you want to know. She knows where to start looking for the sword that was forged for the sole purpose of killing anything evil. I don't know if it would work on the devil but it's worth a try." James took a deep breath and looked up at his three shocked companions.

"James, if I wasn't so pissed at you for lying to us for the last year, I would kiss you." Dean said with a small smile. He didn't like that James had lied about his past. But it didn't matter right now. He might be able to kill the devil without killing Sam.

"Let's go to England" He yelled.