Summary: There is a secret agency of supernatural creatures. John, Bobby, Dean and Sam are captured by them but are they in danger or does the society just need their help?

Warnings: violence, malexmale (erotic), malexfemale (non-erotic) foul language, etc. etc…

Rating: R-ish… M?

Pairing: Dean/Hadrian, Sam/Ginny

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or Harry Potter.

A.N.: This one kinda sucks, it's really all over the place but I tried to fix it up a bit. I'm waiting anxiously for news on my sister, who is in labor. So I had a little trouble concentrating, ya know? Anywho, on ward!

Chapter 1: The SPN.

When Hadrian first saw the Winchester brothers, he knew it would be fun to mess with them. They were so uptight and paranoid, sleeping with guns under their pillows. Hadrian snorted in amusement as he and his partner and best friend, Agent Ginny Weasley, made their way to the interrogation room where the Winchesters and Bobby Singer were waiting, what if one of the guns went off when they were sleeping? BANG! They'd be dead before they knew it. This thought caused him to smirk and snort again, earning an odd look from his friend.

"What's so amusing, hm?" Ginny asked with amusement in her voice, her brow rising when Hadrian just grinned and shook his head.

"No trouble with daddy Winchester and Mr. Singer, I assume?" He quickly changed the subject, ignoring Ginny's teasing smirk. The woman shook her head and proceeded to tell him about the capture of the two oldest men, they were both sleeping and easy to inject with the sleeping potion.

"For supposed paranoid and great hunters, they sure are easy to capture." Hadrian laughed, punching in the code to unlock the door. They entered the room where the restrained hunters were and held back a smirk; he just had to mess with them. And so he did, telling them they were to be executed for the murders of creatures. He almost ruined it by laughing when their faces went from shocked to complete disbelief, making Hadrian and Ginny purse their lips and flare their nostrils in order to keep from laughing.

After a moment, Hadrian looked to Ginny just as she looked at him and they could no longer hold it in, bursting out in laughter. They leaned against each other as they laughed harder when they hunters stared at them with confused wide eyes. The two Agents finally got control of their laughter though they still panted, wiping the tears of mirth from their eyes.

"Oh M-Merlin. We're just fucking with you," he grinned at the hunters, getting his breathing under control. "If we wanted you dead, you'd already be dead. It would probably be as easy as capturing you."

Hadrian giggled softly then cleared his throat, wrinkling his nose in annoyance when his floppy ear covered his eye, making him shake his head very dog-like to dislodge the ear. The rest in room watched this adorable action, Ginny snickering to herself and turning into full blown laughter, causing two hunters to look at them warily, surely they were insane.

When Agent Weasley finally stopped laughing, she turned from the pouting Hadrian to wink teasingly at the tied up men, making Dean nearly gape in shock, this two were merely messing with them! He looked to the sides of him, seeing that his family and friend were also shocked, though Bobby had a bit of amusement in his eyes along with recognition. Dean frowned in confusion, did Bobby know these people? Before Dean could think more about it, his father began to voice his displeasure.

"You think this is funny?! Why don't you answer our questions, tell us what you want with us and quit fucking around!" John growled at the two Agents, attempting to tug his hand out of the restrains.

Almost as if a switch had been turned off, all amusement disappeared from Hadrian and Ginny's face, their backs straightening.

"As you wish, John Winchester. As I said, we are Agent Potter and Weasley from The SPN agency. You have been brought here because you have killed many innocent creatures. Yes, you were supposed to be executed by night fall but with help from me and Ginny, we were able to drop the charges against you." Hadrian spoke in a no-none-sense tone, his sharp green eyes taking in each of them.

"Allow me to explain this more. I know that you look through newspapers on anything 'unnatural' and decide it must be supernatural! But you're wrong, most of the time anyway. See, creatures live all over the world in peace with humans, though there are rouges. It is a hunter's duty to kill the rouges. What you four did, is found something that sounded weird, investigated and killed. But, what you didn't know is that most of the creatures you killed were innocent and you should have killed the human who actually did the crimes."

Before any of them could protest and defend their actions, Hadrian continued quickly.

"Ever since John Winchester killed his first creature, which by the way was rouge," he winked at the elder hunter with a grin, "you have killed over two hundred creatures. Do you know how many of those creatures were rouges and actually did what was accused of them?"

He paused, looking at their confused frowns. "No? Eighty. Out of over two hundred."

Sam frowned, his eyes wide. There is no way that could be true, he thought in shock. He glanced over at his family and could tell they were all thinking the same thing. "But those creatures admitted to what they did!" Dean nodded in agreement; John simply pursed his lips and glared heatedly at the Agents.

"And if the charges are dropped, why are we here?" Hadrian's ears twitched in irritation, these hunters sure knew how to turn an interrogation around. Ginny began to snicker again, covering her mouth to try and smother the noise but only made Hadrian look over to her in annoyance.

"If you were a creature had a widely feared hunter pointing a damn gun in your face, I think you'd agree to anything the hunter said. Right?" Hadrian growled out, glaring heatedly at the hunters. John glared back, sneering while Sam lowered his head in shame. Dean just stared at Agent Potter, he looked sexy when he was mad and Bobby stared back calmly.

Ginny snorted and laughed harder, holding her stomach. "You sounded just like dog!" She cackled, pounding her fist against the table.

Hadrian took in his prisoners as he waited for his partner to compose herself, starting with John Winchester. Age and stress was clearly catching up to the man with all his years of hunting, the frown lines seemingly all over his face. Hadrian knew John wasn't one to mess with if his tense shoulders and heated glares were anything to go by.

Agent Potter huffed quietly and moved onto Sam Winchester, who seemed relaxed but one could see the suspicion and paranoia in his eyes if one looked good enough. There was also the urge to learn that was written all over his face, the youngest Winchester wanted to know everything about the agency and was determined to do so. Boy, will he be disappointed…

Next he looked to Bobby Singer, a small smile forming on his lips. Hadrian could never truly be mad at Bobby, his reason for hunting so uncontrollably still made the agents heart clench in sympathy. He just wished Bobby knew the truth, it would have saved so many deaths…

Last, he took in Dean Winchester and all his glory. Oh yes, Hadrian could admit with no shame that Dean was sexier than sexy. Emerald green eyes roamed over the older brother Winchesters body through his bangs, pausing on the slightly tight shirt and the firm arm muscles, shivering in arousal before quickly shaking the feeling. It would do no good getting turned on in a building full of creatures, it had happened once before… Hadrian shuddered again, but this time in horror. He never wanted to have a repeat of that. Opening his eyes (when had he shut them?) and raising them, he met Dean's hazel eyes that were staring straight at him, making him jerk in shock, his face reddening in embarrassment.

Hadrian cleared his throat sharply, making Ginny stop snickering and immediately straighten her back again, face emotionless.

"As I was saying… Before we get into why you are here, perhaps a bit of history about The SPN, hm?" He paused, looking each in the eye before continuing. "What we do here is make sure that hunters, such as yourself and your family, kill the right creatures." Sam opened his mouth to sprout off questions but with a firm look from Potter, he shut his mouth with a click of his teeth.

"When hunters first started hunting, many humans were still friends with the creatures that lived amongst them. After many protests and mobs, a council was formed. One head council for each... species, I suppose. Humans, creatures and magical users." His ears twitched and moved back slightly when John sneered and tried to pull his hand through the metal restraints again. "Each head council had three lower council members and together, several laws were made. As said earlier, hunters are to hunt and kill rouge creatures and magical users, but it was against the law to touch the ones who obeyed the law. This is still in motion to this day." Not that anyone is truly going by them… Hadrian thought, his eye twitching in irritation. Lately they've had to bring in several hunters to remind them of the laws that have been laid down.

"When you three," he motioned to the Winchesters, "started hunting, or rather Daddy Winchester here, none of you had real training in the hunter…" he paused, trying to think of the right word. "In the hunter… career, I suppose I could call it." He looked to John, now addressing him.

"You went out to hunt the demon that killed your wife that fateful night, but what you didn't know, at the time of course, was that she was a trained hunter. Along with her parents, they had all came here, learned the laws and trained in the fighting arena. This is what you three should have done." He pinned the three Winchesters with a firm glare before turning to Bobby, his glare softening.

"You, Mr. Singer, began hunting for nearly the same reason. Your wife was killed by a creature that had once been your friend." Hadrian smiled slightly when Bobby pursed his lips in annoyance. "Did you know, Mr. Singer, that a serial killer can murder someone in cold blood then go home and act like he or she is a perfect citizen?"

Bobby's eyes widened slightly, making Hadrian nod, realized what Agent Potter was saying.

"Indeed. The creature that killed your wife had a lengthy list of past victims. It took us three years to find him, and it was only after that that we learned of his horrible past. A group of hunters came across their home in the woods and demanded a place to stay. In such a small house, only a one bedroom with himself, his wife and his three children, there was no place for the group to stay. When the creature, Eric Suggan was his name, told them this, the hunters pulled out their guns and shot his wife and three children in cold blood before leaving while laughing. Driven insane by his grief and anger, he began to kill human families the way humans killed his."

By the time Hadrian finished, all four hunters eyes were wide with disbelief, their jaws hanging down. How could someone do that, just because they were denied a place to sleep? As if knowing what they were thinking, Hadrian nodded and sighed.

"It is no excuse. What Eric did was wrong, but I will not judge him for it and he died peacefully in his sleep." Ginny snorted and muttered, 'sure, after you injected him with poison'. Hadrian whipped around and gave a pouting glare to the woman, making her giggle. The man huffed then gasped, pointing to the floor under the table with wide eyes.

"Oh Merlin, what is that?!" Ginny snapped out of her amusement and bent down to look at where Hadrian pointed. Quick as lightning, Hadrian kicked her butt, making her face plant hard, a pained groan coming from the woman.

"Whoops~. False alarm. Fine then, if you think you can inform them better…" He huffed and pulled a chair from seemingly nowhere, plopping down and pouting more, his arms crossed over his chest. Ginny growled and slowly stood, holding a hand to her bleeding nose, then fixing and healing it with a wave of her hand.

"Allow me to explain the council a bit more," she began, ignoring Hadrian who was snickering at her cover up, "When it first started, there were the humans, creatures and the magical beings. As Agent Potter said, one head council and three members of the same species. After, oh… About ten years of this, the council learned of angels and demons."

The reaction was immediate. They all tensed and seemed ready to shoot out of their chair and force their way out of the room. Ginny just grinned and continued.

"They joined the council. Alastair, a demon, was the head of the demon council. We never did learn of his three members…" Ginny trailed off then shrugged, continuing with a bright smile. "Zachariah was the head council for the angels, Gabriel, Raphael and Uriel his three council members."

Before she could continue, Dean seemed to snap out of his shock, speaking up loudly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Are you telling me angels are real?" He asked, his brows rose in disbelief. "There is no way, or we would have ran into one by now!"

Hadrian snorted in amusement, his previous pout gone. "If you did, you wouldn't have known. See, neither humans, creatures or magical beings can look at an angel's true form or hear their voice, so they must ask a human to share their body for a short amount of time. Or if the human is their vessel, they usually just keep the body. So really, you could have walked by one everyday and would have never known." He grinned cheekily, blinking his wide green eyes innocently at their baffled expressions.

"Anyway!" Ginny continued, holding back a grin at Hadrian's actions. "The angels and demons joined the council, but the others soon found out that angels and demons cannot work together, period. They tried to start a war, so with as much power as they could give, the rest of the council banished the angels and demons to Heaven and Hell. And this is where you four come in…"

She paused, lowering her gaze with a frown on her lips, Hadrian's mood sobering quickly as well. Before she could continue, Hadrian stood and calmly walked to the restrained men, taking a key from his pocket and unlocking them one by one. He then stood back and watched as they rubbed their wrists, still watching the agents warily.

"We need your help… The apocalypse is coming fast and we need you there."