Prompt: Just moments after her return to Heaven's ranks, Anna Milton finds herself in the same place as the Golden Trio, who are wary of her until she saves them from a gang of Snatchers. Hiding her true nature, she goes with them on their hunt to find the Horcruxes and a secret hidden away from the magical trio.

Ontario, Canada

"Cover your eyes!"

The young red-headed woman gasped out while she shook with the unfamiliar, yet familiar power that thrummed through her veins as she knelt and tried to stand again. Her torso glowed white-hot as it was exposed and her eyes started to glow. A man, an evil, a greedy glint in his eyes, tried to snatch her as she gasped out her words again, this time, drawing the last word out and yelled out before she exploded in a rush of power and light, incinerating the man while three covered their eyes and two stared, unfazed and unharmed.

Thunder rumbled after the light died down and silence followed. Looking up and uncovering his eyes as voices spoke in an unfamiliar language, the man who had been named earlier in the fight as Dean glared as a man in a long beige trench coat looked up and then over to him and the taller male in the room then scanned them for visible injuries.

"You would rather, we allowed her to corrupt our unit, Castiel?" Came a deep rumble. Looking at the man who'd spoken, the one named Castiel said nothing, just stared; no emotion running through his eyes or face.

"She knows the punishment for her crime is imprisonment. It is our law." The man continued, Dean helping a dark-haired woman up onto her feet but she was quickly disappearing from the barn, no sound coming from her before Castiel was laying two fingers on Dean and the taller man, also disappearing and appearing outside and by a sports sedan. They both groaned softly as they felt discomfort like they'd never felt before and looked to Castiel, only to find, he'd disappeared.

"Sam…" Dean began, only to be cut off by the only man there as he held his hand up and shook his head.

"I'm okay, Dean. But we just cracked open a whole can of trouble."

The sky seemed to agree with Sam's words as thunder crashed and lightning flashed a minute later and they got into the sedan. Moments later, it was starting up and they were driving off, a rock song playing from the speakers as the clouds above twisted and turned.

…

Never before had England seen a bright shooting star light up its skies. People would talk about the recent weather troubles and how the shooting star seemed to be a relief for the dull country for days to come.

In the Yorkshire countryside, a young couple were enjoying a camping trip. The location was a favourite for stargazing as they laid across the grass in front of their tent, but they weren't fully relaxed as they seemed.

Harry Potter and his best friend Hermione Granger had been running from a deadly force known as Voldemort and the followers who called themselves Death Eaters for nearly two months. Abandoned by their other friend Ronald Weasley, they'd somehow dodged capture and torture since their near escape from London.

The reason being, Harry Potter was famous. Famed for being orphaned at only 15 months, Harry had grown up not knowing his true identity or that his parents had been killed or even the full reason as to why he had a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. Killed by a method illegal to England, he had been the only known survivor and gained the title 'The Boy Who Lived'. For 11 years, Harry had been raised by his dead mother's sister and virtually told nothing about the things that he could do. For Harry and Hermione weren't normal… not normal at all.

They belonged to an underground society that spanned across the World known as the Wizarding World. It had been an utter shock for the 11-year-old to learn that he was not only a wizard but a famous one too. But nonetheless, he'd listened to his backstory, made the decision to attend England's Wizarding school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, joined the House of Gryffindor and met his two friends. One of which was staring up at the stars with him.

Harry blinked and shook his head as he thought back to Hogwarts and startled Hermione, who had fallen asleep beside him while he rubbed his head. Looking at him, Hermione frowned before she was reaching for a small silver beaded bag and reached into it, her arm going right in and up to the elbow.

"'Mione, I'm fine. Just a slight headache." Harry protested, fatigue in his voice as he watched her. Putting his hand on her upper arm, he shook his head and added, "Don't waste the Dittany for a silly thing like a headache."

"You haven't been practising your Occulemcy, Harry. What if it was…?" Hermione spoke up, looking at him as she stopped searching. Harry shook his head and sighed, looking up at the sky.

"It doesn't work. I've tried to calm my mind every night but it doesn't work." Harry muttered as a light appeared high in the sky above them. His friend's frown grew before she was opening her mouth to reply that he wasn't trying hard enough, but it was fruitless as Harry started to stand, his attention caught on something else as he stared.

"You don't think the Order's found us, do you, Hermione?" Harry asked, his eyes on a light that seemed to be getting closer… and brighter the longer he stared at it; until it seemed that it was about to burn through his eyes and into his retinas. Hissing told him that the same could be said for Hermione when she finally looked for the source of Harry's distraction.

The light only grew brighter and larger as it came closer to the ground at an alarming speed, that when Harry dared to look again, the air above them felt white-hot as he grabbed Hermione's arm and bodily threw her to the ground, landing awkwardly on top of her as it sped towards the ground, through the wards that protected their campsite and crashed some distance away, sending debris, dirt, grass and fiery soil into the air.

Okay, I know that this seems a bit too fast for my usual stories but it's the first time in quite a while that I've had a story just pop into my head and actually stay there for two whole days.

Anyway, to explain the first part of the chapter in case you didn't quite get it. It's literally just after Anna Milton reinserted her Grace. The unnamed angel is Uriel. I was trying to keep within the Season 4 episode where Anna is forced to take back her grace during the squabble between the demon, Alistair and the Angels, Castiel and Uriel. Anyway, that's what it's meant to look like, feel free to comment if you don't like it, I don't give a shit. I've tried to make it as close to the actual scene itself.

Hermione Jean Burton