AN -So, I guess I should apologize for the lack of updates this past few weeks. I had my AS level exams and I really needed to pass them. But hey! I've returned to the beautiful world of the internet, to update this goddamn story. I've written an extra long chapter to satisfy everyone's lack of Hogwarts Destiel! I thought it needed some Sabriel, so here it is! I almost choked on all the Sam/Gabriel fluff while writing this. I hope all of you are happy.
- As to a question I've been asked about Castiel's sorting. I found it quite hard to place him, as he is intelligant and brave so he could be in either Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. I'm a Hufflepuff though, and seeing how loyal and caring Cas is to the boys I thought it was an appropriate place to put him :)
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An almighty crash broke through the peaceful silence that enveloped the slytherin common room. Said crash was the followed by the tinkling sound of breaking china and a low hushed voice swearing into the darkness.
Gabriel was led, face up on the floor of the common room, clutching his left shin to his chest, his lips pressed together in a thin line and his eyebrows knotted together in an attempt to stop the yelp of pain escaping his mouth.
Sure, as a prankster he could move effectively well through darkness, but when some stupid fucking asshat places a table right in front of the sofa then yes, he was going to end up like Sam-the-clumsy-giant and go crashing, limbs flailing, to the floor.
Seriously. The last thing he needed was for that prissy dick of a prefect, Michael, to wake up. That kid really pushed Gabriel's buttons. It took Balthazar, Castiel and Sam to hold him back from punching his face (he did forget about his wand, but there was more satisfaction in physical pain to Michael rather than hexes) to oblivion last week.
In Gabriel's defence the kid had it coming.
"Just when you thought Muggle films couldn't get any worse"
"Han Solo is an arrogant dick."
"Princess Leia isn't even that hot."
Gabriel was treating his house, his nerdy little brother and Sammy (who had seen it before now) to Star Wars. I mean, sure he was a pure blood but he loved muggles. The were flawed sure, but a lot of them try. Plus they make amazing films. Star Wars is no exception.
They had gotten to Episode IV: Return of the Jedi and the kids were quite enjoying it, until Michael showed up.
The straw that broke the Camel's back however, was when the kid had the nerve to say that "teddy bears couldn't defeat an army of trained soldiers" as they were "inanimate objects."
After shouting that Ewoks were an intellectual and insanely cool race, not a child's play thing Sam held him back, followed by Balthazar and finally Castiel so he wouldn't rearrange Michael's face. Who was, at this present moment in time screeching with fear and trying to hide behind Crowley, who was yelling at Michael as well.
The Screams of fear attracted the Head of Slytherin house, Professor Azazel.
This wasn't exactly in Gabriel's favour, especially after his and Balthazar's third year when they pranked the head of their house for reducing Castiel to tears in his Transfiguration class. The prank involved 3 Nifflers, a tub of flobberworms, some enchanted fire and a fuckload of fake galleons. Balthazar's nose was broken by a rouge Niffler but apart from that the prank was an infinite success. Plus, Azazel running screaming out of his office, flobberworms in his hair, robe on fire with three Nifflers tailing behind him trying to reach the fake money in his pocket made it all incredibly worth it, even if the two tricksters got three months detention for it.
Needless to say, Gabriel got a month's detention for attempting to hit Michael, and Azazel sauntered off without another word.
Michael never did get to gloat about it though, before he could open that smug mouth of his, Sam punched him in the face, popping his nose. Michael, followed by fellow prefect and A class douchebag Raphael, ran crying out of the common room.
Gabriel really had a soft spot in his heart for Gigantor. Along with candy and muggle porn.
Gabriel stood, after waiting to hear if anyone had woken up from the noise he had made that could rival Krakatoa. Surprisingly and to his luck, no one had. Gabriel crouched to retrieve his wand from the floor, where it was knocked out of his hands and with a quick flick fixed the mess he had made.
The broken pieces of white china flew up onto the now upright table, reforming themselves into the form of a striking serpent, jaw agape and eyes watching Gabriel.
Satisfied his work was done, Gabriel nodded to himself and began to walk towards the portrait that led into the dungeon corridor.
A British voice and bright white light made him stop dead in his tracks.
"Gabe. It's two am. Please tell me you have a reasonable explanation for breaking Anna's new ornament and sneaking out in the middle of the night?"
Gabriel turned to look at his friend. Balthazar was at least a head taller than him, lean and quite tanned. His usual perfect blond hair was ruffled and unkempt and dark rings surrounded his light blue eyes. Gabriel masked his face with his usual cocky smirk. "That was Anna's? She always did have horrible taste. As to were I'm going Balthy dearest, that's for me to know and you to find out."
"Don't dick with me Gabe, I know your going to see him."
Gabe shifted suspiciously, "I don't know what your talking about dude."
"Sam! You're going to see Sam aren't you."
Gabriel shook his head, a grin spreading over his face as he took in Balthazar's words. He couldn't be fucking serious.
"What are you going to do big boy? Stop me? Why exactly? Last time I checked you didn't really give a fuck about breaking the rules." Gabriel's eyebrows hit his hairline, he walked slowly towards Balthazar and began to circle him. "But this isn't about me. Or Sam for that matter."
He stopped in front of the fellow trickster, confusion shadowing his features. "Balthazar? What is this about?" His voice was barely a whisper.
Balthazar laughed shakily, a hand running through his already dishevelled hair. "You know, I've known you for what six years? How could you be so selfish?"
Gabriel's smile was wiped off his face. A pit of unease settled in his stomach.
"You are though Gabe. Selfish. You always have been. Did you even think about how this could implicate Cas? I mean-"
"Cas? As in my Hufflepuff brother? What the hell does he have to do with this?"
"Nothing, I-"
"No. Balthazar. Tell me."
"Just go make love to your Ravenhead boyfriend."
Gabriel's golden eyes burned into Balthazar's.
"Don't talk about what you don't know Balthazar."
"Oh what I don't know? Oh, I know plenty. I know that if you get caught then it's not you that gets all the shit. It's Cas. It's not you that will have Alistair or Gordon on your ass 24/7. It's him. You're just to selfish to even notice."
Gabriel winced at his words. His eyes dropped to the floor, before returning a few moments back to his friend's. Of course Balthazar was right, he always was.
"Balthy-"
"Unless you tell me you aren't walking out that door, I don't want to here it."
Gabriel's eyes softened and shot his friend a quick smile. "I'm sorry Balthy, but I-"
"No. No you're not."
Balthazar turned away from his friend, and began to walk towards the stairs that led to the dormitories they shared. A soft click of the dormitory door told Gabriel that he was well and truly alone on this one. He never thought it would feel this way to not have his fellow trickster beside him 100%.
Gabriel shook his head and turned to leave through the portrait. The thin, light haired woman that guarded their common room looked down on Gabriel in what seemed like pity. "He's right you know."
"Fuck off." The portrait slammed shut behind him as Gabriel entered the corridor and walked towards one of the secret passageways to the lake he knew was still open.
He was late.
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Sam shivered as another blast of cold September air attempted to pull the oversized red plaid shirt off his body.
Struggling against the wind Sam clawed it around his body and crossed his arms in an attempt to keep as warm as possible.
It wasn't working
Where was he?
Sam settled down at the roots of the oak tree that overlooked the lake. His gaze was attracted to the night sky. His brother always teased him for being a romantic, still it was better than being a douchebag with no tact that hit on anything that had a pulse. There was hardly a cloud in the sky and the stars were reflected in Sam's hazel eyes. The light from them and the half cresent moon cast an odd glow over the rippling water.
Sam really did love it here. He loved the trees and the fresh air that came with the breath taking scenery. He loved the food, the culture. He loved the people. Cas. Shy, awkward Cas, who didn't deserve all the crap he was getting.
Balthazar, who could charm the pants off just about anyone and make Sam smile no matter what mood he was in.
Gabriel. Short, sweet toothed Gabriel who had an attitude problem to rival Garfield on a Monday. Without realising a small smile lit up his face. He was glad of Bobby's new job, it brought him to Gabriel after all, now Dean just has to fall in love with Hogwarts and Sam can start to enjoy their new life here. He was forever worrying about his brother, even if Dean was older. He had never been good at fitting in.
Sam's trail of thought was disrupted by twigs snapping behind him.
"Hey kiddo" Gabriel's voice reached Sam through the darkness.
Sam turned towards the familiar voice and couldn't keep the smile from spreading across his face. "Hey Gabe. You're late" Sam joked.
Gabriel smirked and waved a hand dismissively in the air. "Details. Details. I'm here now aren't I Sammy?"
"It's Sam." The taller boy retorted, almost on impulse.
Gabriel shortened the distance between them and reached for Sam's hand. "C'mon kiddo. I'm freezing and that overshirt looks incredibly warm."
Sam chuckled as Gabriel's eyebrows waggled seductively and couldn't help the flush creep up his neck as Gabriel squeezed his hand reassuringly as he led him to the base of the oak tree.
Gabriel sat down first, motioning at Sam to sit down in front of him. Sam smiled and led down in front of him, his head resting on Gabriel's lap. He looked up at Gabriel, hazel eyes meeting gold.
"Why are you late?"
Gabe sighed "Sam it doesn't matter." His fingers entwined in Sam's hair. Twirling the brown locks subconsciously.
"It's upset you." Sam frowned "So it does matter. Gabriel please."
The hands in Sam's hair froze. "I just woke up Balthazar that's all. I turned into your clumsy ass for a second and tripped over a table." He grinned at Sam. "I made up some lame excuse. No biggy"
Sam frowned. It was unusual for his friend to be like this, so quiet and held back.
"Gabriel -"
"Sam, please just stop. I don't want to talk about it."
Sam fell silent. His gaze fell onto the lake in front of them, the ripples making a quiet noise as the broke onto the muddy shore. His eyes fell closed when the fingers began to run through his hair again.
"Okay."
Sam felt Gabriel shift uncomfortably underneath him, and sighed. He tilted his head up to his friend and smiled, what he hoped was a reassuring smile anyway and raised a hand to cup Gabriel's face.
Gabriel froze underneath Sam's touch, his eyes wide as they met Sam's. Feeling slightly embarrassed Sam began to pull his hand away from Gabriel's face.
He froze however when Gabriel's hand caught his and his face leaned into his touch, his eyes never leaving Sam's. Sam licked his lips nervously as he felt his head tilt upward of it's own accord. Gabriel's head tilted downward.
Gabriel's lips felt soft, and warm against his own. Sam's stomach did back flips as the hands tightened in his hair and he tilted his head tilted sideways, deepening the kiss.
Gabriel pulled away first, making Sam wince at the lack of contact. In a quick movement Sam was pressed against the base of the tree, and Gabriel filled Sam's lap pressing his lips against Sam's in a crushing force. Gabriel's hands wound in Sam's hair again. Sam parted Gabriel's mouth with his tongue, shivering slightly as the two mapped out the contours of each other's mouths.
"Don't think I don't know what you're doing." Sam chuckled into the kiss.
"Less talking Samsquatch, use you're tongue in more productive ways."
Sam smiled, biting Gabriel's lower lip softly. "We are going to talk about this mind. Sooner or later."
Gabriel grinned. "Later right though, Gigantor?"
Sam laughed at the nickname and nodded, running his hands through Gabriel's slick backed hair as he deepened the kiss. "Defiantly later."
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Dean leaned his head back against the wall, stuffing his hands in his pockets. The majority of the Hufflepuff's had already left their common room, and now after most of the stragglers had left, Dean has the inkling that he had been stood up. By Castiel no less.
Dean kicked the wall with his heel and grabbing his rucksack from the floor began to walk towards the Great Hall, there must be something decent left. He scowled to himself as those blue eyes filled his mind. Sending unwanted shivers down his spine. Fucking blue eyed prick
He was stopped however, by a familiar voice behind him.
"Hello Dean."
Dean turned to find him facing Castiel, who was closer than any normal person should be.
"Sorry I kept you waiting. I seem to have overslept."
"Yea whatever its cool." Dean took a rather large step back, swallowing the lump in his throat. "C'mon I'm starving."
Cas followed Dean silently into the great hall but Dean could feel Cas' gaze boring into him from behind. The shivers started again.
Jesus Christ.
Breakfast didn't go any better, Dean spent the whole time staring at a splodge of jam in the corner of Castiel's mouth. Of course, Castiel noticed the other boy staring and after Dean coughed awkwardly and pointed at his mouth, it led to Castiel using his tongue to try and find the food around his mouth.
Dean's pants were insanely uncomfortable as they made their way outside to class.
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Professor Harvell was probably the only teacher that Castiel actually liked, mostly because she was the only one that was respected by Gabriel and Balthazar, except for Headmaster Shurley of course. So, she didn't hate Castiel for being the sibling of Gabriel Novak, trickster extraordinare.
She was a lovely, kind woman. Her long brown curls caressed her soft face and her laugh lines were clearly visible. She was strict, but not prejudice and treated every one of her students the same way. Castiel thought this was one of the reason why he loved this class over any other.
"Right. Gather 'round you lot. For our first lesson back, and for your OWL year, I've decided to organize a bit of a surprise." She motioned for the Gryffindor's and Hufflepuff's to follow her up to the paddock on the edge of the forbidden forest.
"Now, before we go in I am going to warn you. You will remain absolutely quiet, you will not approach this creature and you will not provoke it. Are we clear?"
She nodded as the class silently nodded in agreement. She continued to lead the to the paddock, none of the class even remotely ready for what was to be shown to them.
Castiel gasped, his hand subconsciously grasping Dean's in fear. Dean was too focused on the great beast in front of him to even notice.
In front of them stood -
"A Griffin." Professor Harvelle's voice sounded through the paddock, the beast's great eagle head raising inquisitively at her voice. "I called in a favour with Bobby Singer, a friend of mine who works at the ministry. This Griffin was in his care after a relatively abusive hoarder tried to smuggle him in from Greece." The Beast had now moved from the centre of the paddock and up to the Professor. It nipped her shoulder playfully and looked down on her in what appeared to be trust.
"I've been working with him for the past few months and he has really come around, I figured that out when he stole all my galleons and silver cutlery from my house, snuck it to his stable outside and hissed at anyone but me who came near it."
Most of the class had got over there state of fear, including Dean and Castiel, who by now have already discovered they were holding hands, snapped them away defiantly and refused to make eye contact throughout their teacher's speech.
"As you can see, a Griffin is a creature with the head and wings of a giant eagle, and the body of a lion. They are incredibly proud creatures and have a diet of raw meat. I thought we would do our class project on him as we have a few more months until the loveable idiot is shipped of to Greece. You'll have to thank Bobby for me Dean, dearest." She added with a knowing wink.
Dean flushed bright red as the student's gaze all fell on him at once. "W-will do Ellen." He managed to splutter out, he could feel those blue eyes on him again and could tell this was going to be a long day.
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The dreaded feeling intensified in his stomach as, after class, Alistair's lackey Gordon practically mowed the pair down when Dean was escorting Castiel to Charms with the Slytherins. Balthazar would look after him there, but something in Dean just wanted to make sure he got there alright.
"Watch where you're going you fucking ..." Dean trailed off as Gordon's black eyes met his, smouldering with anger.
"Oh, it's you. Disgusting Half-blood." He turned to Castiel, who was trembling slightly "and you, Faggot. What? Need your Half-blood boyfriend to walk you everywhere?" He grinned at Castiel, staring at him like he was a prime cut of meat waiting to be eaten. "Scared are we Faggot?"
"Now wait a minute you fucking dick. You back the fuck away from Cas, understand?" Dean threatened, putting himself between him and his brother's best friend .. that's all he was right?
"Brave little lion you are. Too bad I'm going to punch your pretty boy pace to a pulp, not sure Castiel will like you so much then. Or maybe I'll just go find your faggot brother -"
Dean saw red. That was as far as Gordon got with threatening his brother before he was thrown against the wall, Dean holding him by the scruff of the neck, eyes blazing with pure hatred. "and do what Gordon? Hmm? You touch my brother, and I will kill you." Dean pushed him into the wall again for emphasis before letting him go, the pair staring each other down before Dean beckoned Cas towards him.
"C'mon. Balthazar will kill me if you're late for Charms."
Dean held Gordon's stare until they turned the corner, the classroom doors right in
front of them.
"Dean you really didn't have to do that. You've just pissed him off even more, I don't want you to get hurt on my account."
Dean scoffed. "Cas. Shut up. Seriously, I did it because he was threatening you and Sam. No one threatens my brother or my friends."
Cas turned to Dean, his mouth upturned into a slight smile. "We're friends?"
Dean flushed a deep red, coughing awkwardly he replied "Well uh.. Yeah, I guess we are." He smiled back, feeling stupid as his face continued to burn when those blue eyes crinkled up with humour.
"Good. Will I see you tonight? … I mean-" Dean looked horrified.
"No, no Dean. It's fine" Cas chuckled, feeling a little more relaxed. "Would you prefer to meet in the library at five? After Dinner?"
"It's a date." Dean joked, his smirk was wiped off his face however at Castiel's expression.
Before he could explain to his friend, he was already slipping through the doors, leaving Dean alone to over think about what just happened. The memory of the blue eyes twinkling at Dean, because of him, he couldn't help but grin widely.
God. Since when did he grow a uterus?
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"Cassie, what took you so long?" Balthazar positively beaming up at Cas as the younger boy sat down.
Castiel had excelled in Charms during his stay at Hogwarts, and due to him sitting his owls early, he was now in the NEWT class with his best friend. Castiel smiled at Balthazar as he took his seat next to him. "Nothing to worry about, Dean got me here on time and safe." Cas grinned at his friend once more before turning his attention to the spells on the black board at the front of the classroom.
Balthazar's smile faltered slightly as Castiel's eyes brightened at the mention of the older Winchester.
Please, don't do this to me now.
Cas turned to find Balthazar smily sadly at him. "Balthazar are you alright?"
"Who? Me? I'm fine Cassie, just a little distracted today." He smiled, resisting the urge to caress Castiel's hand as it led aside his on the desk.
He resisted this urge everyday, he resisted pulling him into a hug more often than a best friend should, he resisted holding him when things got rough, he resisted kissing all the worry away from his face, he resisted exposing his feelings as the mere thought of Dean Winchester filled Castiel's eyes with fondness and trust.
Castiel nodded to his friend, and continued to make notes.
Balthazar sighed inwardly. He had it bad. He's had it bad for five years, and things were not going to get any easier.
So, there we have it. Was that long enough for you? I hope so, it took me ages.
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