Author's Note: Okay, for those of you who asked I'll try and explain chapter one. I know it was a bit confusing, and somethings will be explained later on in the story. Azreal/Azrael are basically to spellings for the same name, and he is generally accepted to be the Angel of Death. No, he didn't really make an appearance in Fallen. That book focused more on Lucifer and the minor angelic chiors. The only archangel actually mention in it is Gabriel, bit it is a really good series by a man named Sniegoski.
As for Lilith wearing Teddy, it means she was possessing him. In the Supernatural series you will hear the refer to a host as a 'meatsuit' and this was refering to that.
About the apartment, it's kind of like Groundhog Day. No matter what happens the day before, it didn't happen. You just keep waking up on the same day of the same week, month, and year. I know they did a supernatural episode with the concept, but it was first done in the movie Groundhog day. So, basically, no matter what happens in the rest of the world Harry is trapped on July 30.

I guess, that's the best I can explain it for now. There will be another explanation later in the story, and as for how Harry is connected to Az, I wonder how many of you can guess. This story pretty much takes place after EVERYTHING. The Harry Potter books went exactly the same ignoring the epilogue's happy ending bit. The is set very late in Supernatural after the whole stop the apoccolypse gig. Well, I hope you enjoy! And thanks every one for the reviews!

Chapter One

Crowley glared at the small key. Apartment 2364 in New York if the small scrap of paper was real. One never knew with Lilith. The conniving demoness often had plans layered within plans, and more false leads than a fae's labyrinth. The key and the apartment could both be dead ends. He frowned. But it could also be worth gold.

There was only one way to know for sure. He'd have to go to the apartment. His frown deepened to a scowl as he stuffed the key and address in his pocket.

He would tend to that later. At the moment he had a more pressing engagement, pressing and satisfying. The demon's frown faded when he considered taunting the two infamous hunters.

Dean glared at the demon trapped in the small circle. "Is there something we can do for you, or did you just decide to pop in and say hi?" He growled at the King of the Crossroad Demons.

Crowley smiled past lips blistered and burned by the Holy Water they had shoved down his throat. "You wound me." He said, his voice hoarse from abuse. "I need a reason to visit my two favorite vessels?"

"Cut the crap." The older Winchester snapped. "Why did you come?"

"Why do you think I have a reason?"

Sam frowned moving away from the wall. "Demons always have a reason." He insisted. "What's yours? Why are you still following us?"

The imprisoned demon laughed. "You're cute Sammy." He smirked. "But with Lucifer and Michael both locked in the pit the two of you are last week's left behinds."

"Then why are you after the head honcho's leftovers?" Dean frowned.

This time Crowley smiled wickedly. "I never said I came here for you." Suddenly the demon's head canted back at an impossible angle as a great cloud of black smoke came billowing out of the man's mouth. The two brothers leaped back as the cloud swirled inside the devil's trap. Sam's foot swiped just too close to the outer line and the trap was broken. The cloud exploded from the circle and was gone from the room in a matter of heartbeats.

"Damn it!" Dean yelled, slapping his palm against a nearby wall in frustration. The two of them stood staring at the corpse Crowley had just abandoned. After a moment Sam sighed. Kneeling down next to the body he began meticulously going through the dead man's pockets.

"Huh." He grunted after a few minutes.

"What did you find?" Dean asked as his little brother sat back on his heels.

"A key." Sam frowned holding the key up for dean to see.

The older Winchester came up behind him and took it. "A key?"

"And an address."

Crowley cursed. Around him, minor demons glanced nervously as the souls of the damned filled the air with their cries. He had left the key. For a few minutes more he cursed. Then finally he took a deep breath. Perhaps this wasn't entirely a bad thing. The demon's mind worked furiously as he considered the implications of what had happened.

There was a chance that the two brothers wouldn't find the key. In that case he could just track down the corpse later and retrieve it. But if they did find it… He considered the possibilities. The Winchester brothers could be infernally hard to predict at the worst moments. That had been Lucifer's downfall; Michael's and Ruby's too. Crowley refused to repeat their mistake.

If he was lucky, Sam and Dean would take the key and check out the apartment. If it was a trap, let the brothers fall into it. But if Lilith had been hiding something there, and the Winchesters got their hands on it (whatever it was) first, he could always steal it back.

Or they might decide the key was a trap and dispose of it. He wouldn't have Lilith's last secret, but then neither would anyone else.

Or they might be inclined to place it in a storage sight. Again, there was little benefit, but little to worry about either.

After a few moments Crowley smiled devilishly. While there were a dozen things that the two humans could do, as long as they had the key it was unlikely to come back and bite him. In fact, this could prove to be quite… Beneficial.

Dean sat on the bed watching as Sam tapped away on his laptop. "Well?" He asked when the tapping paused. "Didja find anything yet?"

Sam's looked up to glare at his brother. "Dude, do you know how many apartments there are in New York?" He huffed.

"So?" Dean asked grinning aggravatingly.

"So yeah." Sam sighed. I checked up on lost apartment keys combined with the number and strange events."

"And?"

"And it's a haunted apartment."

"Why would Crowley have the key to a haunted apartment?" The older man frowned.

"That's a good question, but I've got a better one." Sam frowned.

"Huh?"

"What's in the apartment?"

"What do you mean?" The darker Winchester asked watching his brother.

"Well, nothings ever happened there. The building was only built seven years ago. Everyone connected to it is still alive; nothing violent or demonic has ever happened in the building or on the land. The only thing remotely odd is that about a year after the building was built the key to apartment 2364 was stolen, and the hauntings start."

"What kind of hauntings?" Dean asked.

His younger brother shrugged. "It sounds like your typical poltergeist stuff." He answered. "Objects move themselves; the TV turns itself on and off. One guy claimed he got an EVP of someone crying."

Dean was quiet for a moment. "If it is a ghost, then there's got to be something holding it there." He finally said, moving to look over his brother's shoulder.

Sam sighed. "It is possible. The last resident left everything behind when she moved out, so the manager auctioned most of it off. She's one of those older superstitious ladies who leave honey out on Halloween, so when she realized there was a ghost there she bought back all the furniture. As she thought, the ghost became more active. According to this, it's a bit of a tourist attraction. The ghost has no problem moving things, but no one has actually seen any apparition of any sort."

"So, it just moves stuff around in the apartment?" Dean asked skeptically. "How do we know this isn't just some bogus Ghost Facers thing?"

"Because Crowley had the key in his pocket." Sam pointed out.

"Good point." Dean nodded. His eyes scanned the report for a moment more. "So, wanna go check it out?"

"We should…" Sam said slowly. "It might be a trap. I mean, we did get the key from a demon."

Dean grinned maniacally. "C'mon, Sammy! Where's your sense of adventure?"

Sam rolled his eyes at the nickname. "Fine. We'll check it out, but let's call Bobby first. See if he knows anything."

A/N: Well, chapter one. I hope this pleases you JB.