Chapter Two

Harry wished he could disappear, but as soon as he heard that question he felt like he was in a very uncomfortable situation. He started rocking back and forth on his feet and could actually see Castiel's shadow shift and knew that the angel was crossing his arms. He at last walked past the angel and went back over and sat down on his trunk without even looking up. At last Castiel's voice broke the silence and said, "Dean come with me into the hall and I'll tell you exactly how an angel gets a child". He heard the door open but decided against making a run for it. He then heard Castiel say, "Sam, please keep an eye on him, and if he starts shooting spells again, duck out of the way". He heard the door close and finally looked up.

The guy he was pretty sure was named Sam was looking at him as if he had sprouted an extra head. Harry itched at his scar to calm his nerves and finally put his wand down on the floor. "There" he said, "I'm unarmed. Now will you please stop looking at me like that?"

Sam at last walked over and sat down across from Harry before saying, "Something tells me that an angel's spawn doesn't get power by selling their soul to the devil". When Harry gave a small nod, Sam finally held up his hand and said, "I'm Sam Winchester".

"You're a hunter" Harry said looking up at him. He at last shook Sam's hand and said, "But you're also the hunted in a way, aren't you? I'm Harry Potter".

Sam gave a curious look and Harry let go of his hand. "How do you know that I'm hunted?" he finally asked. "Did your dad tell you?"

Harry rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Him and I didn't get off on the right foot" Harry told him. "I refuse to look at him, so quite frankly I'm not sure what he looks like". He looked at his feet and said, "You have some psychic tendencies, they were created more by evil, an evil that you killed. Your brother going to hell for you pushed you over the edge and now your power hungry and drinking demon blood". Harry looked up and saw the look of shock on Sam's face. "I know somebody has already told you this, but what you're doing is not good".

"How do you know about this?" asked Sam.

"Your Aura gives it off" Harry told him. "Don't worry I'm not a seer or anything, I think I see Aura's because of the whole angel side". Harry growled the word angel, but finally shook his head and asked, "Do you know a way I can get out of here".

"Cas will very likely kill me if I help you get out of here" Sam told him. "Right now him and I aren't exactly on good terms, I don't need to help his son escape because he'll probably kill me".

"I don't think he would do that" Harry told him. "You and Dean are too important to let die. I mean if somebody else would be doing what you're doing, they would be dealing with the wrath of god".

~RockyRed13~

Castiel and Dean went out in the hallway and once the door was closed the angel couldn't stop himself and he smacked Dean in the back of the head. Dean glared at him and Castiel said, "That was for aiming a gun at my son. I mean I know he shouldn't have been throwing a temper tantrum trying to get through a door, but that is really no excuse for you to pull a gun on him". He saw the confused look on Dean's face and said, "By the way, he's not a witch, he is a wizard, due to the fact that he's a male. He didn't get his powers from a demon deal like you assumed he did, but he was born with them. The reason his are so powerful is because he's half angel and therefore has the angel grace to back it up".

"So let me get this straight" Dean finally said, "You have a son. To top that off I'm pretty sure he's not very old, and he's a psychopathic wizard, how exactly did you get a kid?"

"What you never got the birds and bees talk?" Castiel asked. He saw the uncomfortable look on Dean's face and said, "Well I'm not about to give it to you. Long story short, I had a vessel about fourteen years ago, he agreed to be my vessel for a mission as long as I helped his wife conceive a child because he was sterile. So at the end of my mission I impregnated her".

"Alright so your vessel wanted a kid" Dean confirmed. "Mind if I ask why he isn't living with your vessel and the guy's wife? Did you kidnap him?"

"I did not take him from his parents" Castiel told him. "His parents died almost twelve years ago. They were killed by a very evil being and quite recently he came into the knowledge that he is in fact my son. Therefore, it is not considered kidnapping".

The two of them stood out in the hallway for a few minutes in complete silence until they heard a loud thud from in the bedroom. Castiel was almost certain that Harry had attacked Sam so he ran in the room ready to scold his son but what he saw made him stop in his tracks. Harry's knuckles were bleeding and Sam was trying to hold him back from punching the wall again. He at last walked over and pulled Harry into his grip and said, "the demons should be gone by now, but just in case get your stuff and hit the road. Do not call for me unless it is a complete emergency. If you stop and stay anywhere, remember to stop all entrance points". He waved his free hand and Sam and Dean were gone. He looked at Harry who had stopped fighting as soon as he grabbed him and was very entertained by his feet again.

~RockyRed13~

Harry knew Sam and Dean were gone and stayed completely quiet. They stayed standing for a minute before Castiel moved and got him to sit down on the bed. He kept his eyes on his feet and he noticed that Castiel sat down across from him on his trunk. He could feel the gaze on him but decided not to say anything. "Why won't you look at me?" Castiel suddenly asked. Harry kept his glare down and gave no sign of responding. As if reading his body language Castiel said, "I won't hurt you, and I'm sorry that I let them hurt you for so long. If I would have noticed what it was doing to you I would have broken god's law and gotten you out of there".

Harry at last took a breath and said, "I heard that if you look at an angel and you have evil in you, it could burn your eyes out. I hate to break it to you but I have quite a bit of evil in me".

"I don't believe that" Castiel told him. "I hate to say it but your fear it led you to anger and that is what vents in your power. I know for a fact that you are not evil, besides even if you are, I'm in a vessel right now so your eyes won't burn out".

Harry at last started looking up and finally was looking straight at the man in front of him. He at last asked, "How could you believe that?"

"Whether you want to admit it or not, you are my son and I have a lot of faith in you" Castiel told him. "Mind lowering your shield for a minute?" When Harry took a deep breath and nodded Castiel carefully took Harry's glasses off and put them to the side. He saw Harry close his eyes and carefully put one of his hands over them for a minute. Once he was sure he did what he meant to he asked, "Is that better". Harry opened his eyes and his vision was crystal clear, he nodded and Castiel couldn't help but smile. "It's strange that you needed glasses" Castiel told him. "I'm guessing it has something to do with the way those horrible humans treated you, malnourishment sometimes leads to bad vision".

"Thank you" Harry finally said. "How long will it last before it goes back to normal?" he asked looking around.

"It's a permanent fix" Castiel told him. "You won't need glasses again".

Harry actually allowed a smile with that amount of information, he hated having to wear them all the time, and they always seemed to get in the way. "So you watch me at the Dursley's?" he finally confirmed. When Castiel nodded he asked, "Does that mean that you watch me when I'm at school to?"

"Yes" Castiel told him. "To this day I have no idea how trouble seems to be able to find you so well. I mean, that crazy old man keeps on trying to get you killed. Somehow you manage to keep seeing everything so clearly and he hasn't succeeded yet. I mean, when that snake was trying to kill you I was losing my mind".

Harry gave a small laugh and said, "I feel a little bit bad about killing Slitherin's familiar. I mean, I wouldn't feel to great if somebody killed Hedwig, she's my best friend and I don't know what I would do without her. Slitherin's portrait wouldn't let me hear the end about that. Then that stupid stone, I don't know what the old coot was thinking when he decided to store it in the school".

"It was meant to be a test for you" Castiel told him. "Dumbledore had everything planned out for you. He wanted you to come from a home like the one you were raised in because he wanted you to be willing to sacrifice yourself for the wizarding world". He reached over and pulled up Harry's bangs looking at the scar and said, "I'll have to find an arch angel to come and remove that".

Harry couldn't help but give Castiel a confused look. The guy knew something about his scar, he was sure a lot of people did, but they refused to tell him. "Why?" he asked.

"I don't want part of that unstable man's soul residing in my son" Castiel told him. "The night he tried to kill you he accidentally turned you into a horcrux, which means he split his soul and put part of it in you. That's why you can talk to snakes that scar connects you to him, and in the long run Dumbledore is going to use it to his advantage, so I want it off your head".

"I actually agree with you on something" Harry told him in complete shock. When Castiel smiled he said, "I just liked being able to talk to snakes, they sometimes give pretty good conversations".

"I'll see what I can do" Castiel told him. He looked out a window and said, "It's getting late and I know you didn't sleep well last night. You should try to get some sleep". He suddenly grabbed the hand Harry had punched the wall with and hovered his hand over it and it healed. "Good to see you're starting to trust me" he finally told Harry.

Harry wasn't sure why he trusted Castiel but all of his instincts told him that he could. He at last laid back on the bed but winched when his heavily beaten backside hit the mattress and he sat up. He looked over at Castiel who seemed to be studying him and said, "I'm all of a sudden not very tired". He knew it was a lie, he had only gotten a few hours of sleep the night before between getting the belt from Vernon and getting caned by Marge. He didn't realize that those would affect his sleeping. He would have just rolled on his stomach but the fight with Dudley hadn't done much good for him either and it would probably hurt more to lie on his stomach than on his back. He decided to get his mind off of it and said, "So if I promise that I won't run will you let me out of this room?"

Castiel nodded and said, "Well you are half human, and if I'm right you haven't eaten you in two or three days. How about we get you something to eat? This safe house is made for humans, so there is a stock in the kitchen". When Harry nodded Castiel stood and led him out of the room, but once they were out of the room, Castiel had Harry walk in front of him, most likely to make sure he didn't try running".

~RockyRed13~

Castiel watched Harry as the boy pushed his foot around his plate, taking a bite every so often. He knew that because Harry had human development that he would have to eat but he would stop aging when he reached his maximum growth. The issue was that Harry was small for his age as it was, so he wasn't sure when exactly that would be. He knew for sure that at some point he would find his way to the Dursley's and make them feel his wrath for what they put his child through, but for now he had to worry about his son.

He watched as Harry stood up and dumped the contents of the plate in the garbage, washed the plate and then left the kitchen. He stayed still for a minute hoping he could trust harry and give him space, but that thought dropped from his head when he heard the front door open and close. He ran over and went outside about to charge off the porch, but stopped when he saw Harry was sitting on the front steps.

Castiel couldn't help but sigh in relief when he saw Harry there. He walked over and sat down next to him giving the boy a studious look once again. "What's on your mind?" he finally asked.

Harry seemed to be pulled out of a trans by those words, he practically jumped when he looked over at Castiel and suddenly he relaxed. "I'm just trying to figure out where I am" he finally said, "I think it's safe to say I'm not anywhere near Surrey".

"The exact location of this place I can't even tell you" Castiel informed him. "You are right when you say you aren't in Surrey, right now you are in the United States. This safe house is built in the middle of the woods, and has protection around it that are a lot like your world's wards".

"I hate wards" Harry finally told him. "Blood wards ruined my life. You don't have those up around here do you?"

"Angels don't have to use wards" Castiel told him. "Places like this are built on such holy land, that the only way to get to it is by an Angel. I'm one of few angels who use this, I got the alright from the others to bring you here. Usually we bring charges here when they're in danger. You…" Castiel trailed off, his son was in danger, but not from the same type of thing as most of their charges were. He just hoped Voldemort wouldn't be able to find his way there.

"I think I attract more trouble than I'm worth" Harry told him. When Castiel looked over he said, "Honestly, it seems that no matter where I go, trouble seems to follow. I'm not even a Gryffindor and I manage to walk right into it. I mean even when I'm home. I mean last year it was the house elf of one of my friends that decided to make my life a living hell, this year my godfather escaped from prison, and on top of that I blew up my aunt".

"No offense" Castiel said, drawing Harry's attention to him. "Sirius was right about that".

"Still" Harry told him. "My magic is connected to anger. I mean it's like the zoo incident all over again. Got mad at Dudley, made the glass disappear and set a Boa Constructor on the zoo. Got mad at Marge, what do I do, blow her up. I can't seem to win with these types of things".

Castiel was about to speak when he noticed something on Harry's back. He leaned back and realized that blood was started to leak through the collar shirt that Harry was wearing over the T-shirt. When he caught Harry looking at him he said, "You're bleeding through your shirt".

~RockyRed13~

As soon as Castiel said that Harry pulled the collar shirt off and looked at the back of it, sure enough there were blood stains on it. He cussed under his breath and then looked at Castiel again who was now looking in complete horror at his back. He tried to look over his shoulder but didn't see much. At last he looked back at Castiel and said, "What's wrong?"

"You should have just lowered the shield and let me heal you" Castiel told him in a voice that was somewhere of a mix between calm and completely sick. "This is a lot worse than I expected it to be".

Harry quickly stood up and went back in the safe house. He looked around and finally found a bathroom. He went in and locked the door behind him before turning his back to the mirror and looking over his shoulder just to find the entire back of his shirt was soaked in blood. He wanted to be sick now, Uncle Vernon had never gotten that bad before.

Knowing he had to do something to stop Castiel from worrying about it he peeled the shirt off and looked at his back. It was covered in welts, whiplash and bruises, hardly any skin was showing and it was sick. He reached behind him and poked one of the welts and couldn't help but yell in pain as blood started to ooze from it. He soon regretted not holding back the yell because next thing he knew Castiel was standing outside the bathroom.

Harry quickly opened the bathroom door keeping his back facing away from Castiel and covering his ribs with his arms trying to back into the bedroom. "I'm fine" he told Castiel, "It's just a few scraped, nothing that you need to be too worried about".

He noticed that Castiel looked like he was about to kill somebody, and he was pretty sure that someone would be him. He backed away and Castiel just seemed to follow after him, finally he found the door to his room and backed into it slamming it into Castiel's face. He casted a locking charm on the door but knew it wouldn't hold for very long, he had to get out of there. He walked over to his trunk and opened it. Looking through it he finally found a dark blue hooded sweatshirt and put it on. He put his wand in the front pocket of it and went over to the window pushing it open. He looked around to make sure that he wasn't being followed and climbed out. He walked across the roof below the window and finally climbed down to the ground and made a dash into the woods as fast as he could.

~RockyRed13~

Castiel couldn't even think clearly. If he was he would have noticed that he looked murderous and that Harry was frightened of him. The problem was that murderous glance wasn't aimed at Harry; it was aimed at what he was going to do to the Dursley's. The people should have known better than to do that to a child, especially his child. He didn't even realize he was following Harry with that glare until after the boy had slammed the bedroom door in his face. He stood in the hall for a few minutes, trying to collect his thoughts but all of them seemed to be all over the place, and they all seemed to be screaming the same thing, the Dursley's had to pay for what they did to his child. He was thinking of every way he could do it, one of them being burning the house down so Dumbledore couldn't attempt to send Harry back there.

He knew making the Dursley's homeless wouldn't be anywhere near what he wanted to do to them. He had to destroy their lives like they destroyed Harry's. He had just met the child a few hours ago, but his father senses had been there for the boy's whole life, and the face that Harry had given him told him that the boy thought that he was going to beat the living daylights out of him. He knew the only way to get rid of the feeling and that was to go to the source of it and get it over with, he would talk to Harry when he got back, that would give the boy a little bit of time to calm down.

He disappeared from the safe house and reappeared on Private Drive. Now that he had Harry nothing was stopping him from getting through the wards and he appeared inside the house that had the number four on it. He walked around the house and started smashing everything in sight. All of the family pictures were knocked down off the wall, all decorative items shattered, and furniture seemed to fall apart. He heard stomping coming down the stairs and saw the whale of a man Vernon Dursley come down the stairs, he was ready to throw all of his anger at the man.

Vernon looked around at what he did to the house and his face turned a very bright shade of purple as he walked right up to him. "I demand that you put everything right" Vernon yelled. He pushed Castiel and said, "You freaks are not welcome in this house and that good for nothing boy is not here. He ran away, I hope that he's dead in a ditch somewhere".

Castiel grabbed Vernon Dursley by the neck and lifted the man up by it every easily. All of a sudden lightning seemed to flash in the house and Vernon could see the outline of wings on Castiel and went white. Castiel stayed glaring at him and said, "I am not somebody you want to cross Vernon Dursley, and you have managed to do it by abusing my child".

"You have the wrong house" Vernon yelled. "No angel's spawn lives here, I thought you were one of those freaks, one of their spawns lives here but he ran away".

"He is not a freak's spawn, or a freak in that case" Castiel yelled at him. "The boy by the name of Harry Potter is my son and I will make damn sure that you will never see, or lay a finger on him again. You will suffer Vernon Dursley. You will lose everything. Then when you can't sink down any further you will roll over and rot in hell for what you did".

"Please" Vernon suddenly started begging. "You're an angel, you should have mercy. That is what the bible says. Have mercy for our sins".

"Why should I have mercy on you?" Castiel demanded. His grip on the man's neck tightened and he knew he could break it if he wanted to, but death was too good of a punishment for what this man did. "Did you have mercy on my son? Did you stop when he begged you to? No you didn't, and I will not let you get away with it. My son had the potential to be one of the greatest of your species. Then somebody like you got your hands on him, and you broke him. His power is fueled by anger because of you. You created fear in him and it turned into a stronger emotion, you don't know how hard it is to fix that damage. Soon enough you'll be as damaged as he is". Castiel threw Vernon into the wall and said, "First thing first, I will break both of your arms and legs, but that won't be nearly as painful as what I'll do next. By the time I'm done with the trash of your species like you, you will be praying that you go to hell because it will be hell of a lot better". He snapped his fingers and smiled when he heard the crunching of bones. "I'll be back" he told him and then vanished.