DAY 21- Supernatural and Harry Potter

Rose had spent enough time in and out of the wizarding world to recognize what constituted as normal muggle attire versus something that was a costume. So when she looked down at her sudden outfit change she knew it wasn't normal. That and the fact that she was somehow zapped from one room to another.

Swishing her head from one wall to another Rose tried to take in her surroundings. Apparently she was in a car and by the look of the man besides her she most definitely was not here before. His astonished glance quickly turned into a glare as his hazel eyes turned back on the road. Making a sharp turn, the car turned and parked to the side of the road, the rough stop rattling Rose on her seat.

"Who are you?" his gruffed voice broke her from her shock and Rose blinked her eyes rapidly as she adjusted to the sudden change of atmosphere.

"I- Rose. Who are you? Why are we in a car?" Rose fumbled with her seatbelt. She did not want to be stuck with a potentially dangerous person only to be hacked to death because she was strapped to a chair.

The young man leaned over his seat and held Rose in her place. His strong grip on her shoulder made her cry out in pain but the man took no notice or care.

"Answer my question. Who are you?"

"Rose. My name is Rose," she whimpered out. She had no clue what he wanted but she knew her response was not the answer he wanted to hear. He pushed away as he searched for something in the bottom of his seat.

Rose ventured forward, "Did the man send you here too?"

He paused before sitting up again. He turned back to glance at her and Rose felt herself shrink back into her seat. His gaze was so intense and Rose knew she was on the verge of crying. All she wanted was a cup of tea and now she was stuck with some stranger who clearly hated her and worse, she had no way of getting back home.

"Dean. Maybe she's telling the truth."

Rose whipped around and searched for the second person. His voice was different, softer, but there was no body attached to it.

"...hello?"

The other man cracked a small smile as he watched Rose curiously searched around the car. She sounded genuinely confused but Dean had learned the hard way to never take anything at face value.

"Who are?" he asked again.

This time Rose hesitated. She knew her name meant nothing to him which meant he he wasn't a wizard and this wasn't a bizarre magical kidnapping. With this in mind she began to construe her answer.

"Rose Weasley. I, er, work in the public sector and just moved here from around London a few months back. I'm not sure how I got here...I was just getting a cup of tea."

That last part was mumbled but both men (and there were two even if Rose had not found the second one) heard her anyway.

"Dean." was all he mentioned "You said a man brought you here."

Rose nodded.

"I opened my apartment because I heard knocking and next thing I knew I was in a room. I-"

"Wait there was a television there and I saw you. You and that tall man. Sam. You were in a game show and-"

Dean cut her off. "You saw that. On your television?"

"No," Rose shook her head, "I was in this plain room and there was a television. And a man appeared. He...had a green jacket."

"Sounds like the Trickster."

This time Rose noticed the car lights move.

"Hey! The car talks."