Dean stormed back to his dorm. He had some thinking to do.
There was only one person who could make this better, and he just happened to be walking towards him.
"Cas..." Dean whimpered. Cas pulled him in for a hug, Dean buried his face in his chest and sobbed.
"What's wrong Dean?"
Cas asked.
"Balthazar..."
"Balthazar..what?"
"Balthazar..asked me to throw the match."
"Why would you throw the match- it's the first one this year- your first one as captain- this is a huge deal."
Dean gave Cas a pleading look.
"He knows about Sam and Gabriel..and he said that he'd tell everyone."
Cas sighed.
"Dean..I'm sure Sam will understand- besides, it won't be that bad."
Dean gazed softly into Cas' eyes.
"Yeah, it won't, because I'm gonna come out too."
Cas placed a hand on Dean's shoulder.
"Dean I-"
"No, Cas, if Sammy's gonna suffer because of me, then I'm gonna suffer too."
Cas rolled his eyes.
"Dean, I was going to say that I'll come out too."
Dean smiled.
"Thanks Cas."
"No problem."
Dean stared deep into Cas' eyes, snaked one arm around his waist, the other behind his head, and pulled his forward for a kiss.
Cas let his tongue brush over Dean's lips before sliding into his mouth. Dean moaned softly as he moved his hands up Cas' spine to the back of his head, grabbing fistfuls of Cas' hair.
Cas pulled away, causing Dean to lean forward and flop onto the mattress.
Cas sniggered.
"Shut up."
Dean said, sitting up.
"Come on," Cas chuckled, grabbing Dean's hand. "You've got a match to play."
Dean had hit every shot they'd thrown at him, things were going well, they were 30 points ahead of Slytherin, and the match was almost over, winning now would be a piece of cake, even if their new seeker- Harry something- caught the snitch or not.
His eyes locked with Balthazar's as he gave him a stiff glare.
"Watch it, Winchester." Balthazar mouthed.
"Bite me." Dean mouthed back, giving Balthazar his patented, shit-eating, Dean Winchester smirk.
The match continued, Slytherin were quickly catching up, due to cheating on their part, but nobody seemed to notice.
Dean was nervous, the only way he could guarantee a win was if that first year caught the damn snitch.
The crowd watched in anticipation as Harry what'shisface attempted to catch the snitch. Dean watched with trepidation as the kid hit the ground, shit, it looked like he was going to throw up.
Jesus fucking Christ! He'd actually done it- the kid had caught the snitch.
Dean thought to himself.
This announcement was made. "Harry Potter-"
Potter- that was it- oh well, not like that name's gonna be important.
"Harry Potter has caught the golden snitch- Gryffindor has won the match!"
Roars of applause could be heard from the stands, as the team went to lift Harry up on their shoulders, Dean noticed a familiar Ravenclaw cheering him on in the stands; one who said he'd never go to a quidditch game in a million years.
Dean smiled as Sammy mouthed "Well done!"
And Dean mouthed back: "Thanks Sammy."
Dean, as the captain, was required to give a victory speech, but before he could step up to the microphone, Balthazar had beat him to it.
Dean's face fell. He knew what was coming, but it still didn't stop the pain.
Balthazar looked Dean in the eyes and smirked. Dean glared back at him.
"Sorry to interrupt the celebrations-"
Balthazar said.
The crowd fell completely silent.
"Most of you will know our Gryffindor team captain, the beloved Dean Winchester."
The crowd roared with applause.
"But, some of you may not know this, but Dean has a little brother, who joined Hogwarts this year."
Another round of applause was heard.
"If you will let me finish! Dean's little brother, Sam Winchester is in Ravenclaw."
A distinct unified scream could be heard from the Ravenclaw stand.
"Yes, yes and Sammy, being quite the little casinova, is already in a relationship, with a Slytherin in fact."
A member of the crowd yelled out.
"What does this have to do with anything?"
Balthazar smirked.
"Well, I thought you might like to know that Sam is going out with a fellow Slytherin, he's in a relationship with another first year called Gabriel."
Hushed murmurs could be heard rumbling through the crowd.
"A gay relationship."
The crowd booed.
Echoes of the 'f word' could be heard. Dean could see Sammy get more and more upset.
Dean stepped up to the mic.
"Hey! Everyone! Stop shouting at my brother- so what if he's gay, there are plenty of people who are and there's nothing wrong with it, and I think it's time we changed some of the backwards views at Hogwarts. You all like me right?"
A chorus of "Yeah" was shouted.
"Well, What If I were to tell you," Dean gestured over to Cas, who was waiting in the sidelines, to join him.
"That I was gay."
He cupped Cas' cheeks and pulled him towards him for a kiss, Cas wrapped his arms around Dean's waist.
Dean pulled away and looked around him expectantly. The air was silent.
Dean, still panting, screeched into the mic.
"Anyone have a problem now?"
No one said a word. Dean gave everyone a menacing glare.
"Leave my brother alone."
Those were his final words as he and Cas strolled off the Quidditch pitch, hand in hand, with their fingers interlocked, with Cas' head resting on Dean's broad shoulders.
