I know that Ravenclaw is blue and bronze in the Books, but I am more so referring to the film, and I've changed how the tables are arranged in the Great Hall. I've shuffled a lot a things around, so to all those who like detail, please bear with it. I'm going to be mixing a lot of stuff up, as I have already. (:

Okay, I have to complain. My sister has been barging in the past few days, and I'm not one to panic and close everything, so I keep them up, but it's really starting to tick me off because it's for the DUMBEST stuff ever. She ust came in to tell me to search for a song that she can play on her iPhone. For the seventh time today. While my Document was up. *sigh*

"Woah...look at them...marvalous if I must say so myself."

"Hm, I agree. Do you think if we ask, he'll give us one?"

"I don't know... Dean might get mad for us interrupting his sleepover." The other person snickered. Dean slowly opened his eyes to be looking up at the ceiling, his head cushioned on the chair while leaning on something warm against his right.

"Hey, at least he finished his assignments." The sound of flapping papers found it's way to Dean's ears as he got up, rubbing his eyes to look up into the two twins' grinning faces.

"Morning, sleeping beauty," George whispered, "Care to explain how you managed to get an Angel of the Lord into our Common Room?"

Fred handed him a glass of water, which Dean did not risk taking a sip out of, while whispering as quietly as George was, "Hey, do you think he'll let us have a feather? Me and George want to test out what it can do."

Lee Jordan tiptoed over quietly in his robes, no doubt ready to go explore with the twins. "Why are we sti-Woah." His eyes widened and he ran a hand through his dreadlocks, watching the resting angel behind Dean. He turned to the other two. "Do you think he'll-?"

Dean sighed, rubbing his eyes. "Why don't you guys just, I don't know, ask him?"

The twins looked at each other and shrugged, their movements synchronized, and Dean turned around and looked at Castiel for the first time since he woke, and was surprized to see that the angel had wrapped himself inside his huge wings, his legs near where Dean's head was resting. He raised his hand slowly and gently to shake Castiel, whose eyes flew open as the fingers barely brushed against his leg.

Pretty blue eyes met Dean's green ones, then flicked over to the three others watching them. "What time of the day is it?"

Dean looked out to the window on the far right of the room, seeing that the sun had not even risen yet, the mist shrouding the faraway Forbidden Forest and grass surrounding Hogwarts. He glared back to the twins and Lee Jordan as he replied, "I think it's around 3:00 a.m, maybe even earlier."

Fred spoke up, smiling. "It's around 2:00, honey."

Dean half-smiled, half-grimaced at them as the angel unfolded his wings behind him, sitting up. "Thanks, I needed to wake up this early."

George grinned, but patted Dean on his shoulder as the blond rubbed his eyes tiredly. "Sorry mate. We're going to explore, so we won't bother you anymore." The three turned to leave, but Castiel spoke up, standing to Dean's right.

"Wait," he opened his wings and pulled some small feathers near his shoulder and held them out, "I don't really sleep."

He looked down to Dean with his adorable half-smile on his face, which made Dean look at the other three and smirk widely.

"Thanks man," George accepted the fluffy, white feathers with care and gratitude. "Awesome. You are officially a brother of ours, though Fred with still be my favorite." He put his arm around Lee's shoulder and started walking to the door. He turned to Lee exclaiming quietly, "Come on Fred, let's go!" He walked away with Lee, laughing as Fred simply stood in front of Dean, rolling his eyes while smiling at the ground.

"Thanks again little angel," Fred looked up, patting Castiel on the head before following after the other two.

Dean looked up to where Castiel stood, saying haggardly, "Why didn't you just tell them you were awake?"

Castiel looked down to him, raising an eyebrow. "I did not deem it necessary. Was I supposed to?"

Dean's mouth curved at the sides a bit. "No, I guess not."

The brunette held a hand out for Dean to take while stating, "Would you be so kind as to please guide me to Professor Dumbledore's residence?"

Dean took the hand and stood, minding the parchments near his feet, and once again noticing how he was grudgingly smaller than Castiel. "Well, it's not like I have anything else I have to do. Come on." He walked over to the portrait hole with Castiel following after.

The walked through the hallways easily, the dim light of the sky illuminating their path. "Dumbledore's office is up there," Dean pointed to a griffin statue in an archway, "when you say a password, the statue will turn around to show some stairs. Go up them and he'll be there." His gaze flickered to Castiel's shoulders, smiling as he realized the angel had put his wings away. Or camouflaged them.

The angel walked forward hesitantly to the statue. "Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandos."

Dean was taken aback. They usually never made passwords that long. unless it was really important... He looked at Castiel's back as the angel gazed curiously as the statue rotated. He really is important... They did say he was a 'Pureblood'. Castiel turned around, bowing his thanks and goodbyes to Dean, waved before going back down the hallway as Castiel disappeared up the stairs. Super interesting angel of the lord. Nice.