AN: About the chapter name. Part 2 will not happen directly after this. This is the name of the chapters that revolve around well known haunts/strange creatures. In this chapter, The Dover Demon and The Winchester *snicker* Mystery House.

Chapter 2

Harry Potter and the case of the Urban Legends part 1

Dear Agony

Just let go of me

Suffer slowly

Is this how it's got to be?

Dear Agony…

Dear Agony – Breaking Benjamin

Dover, Massachusetts

Devin had been outvoted. Dean had sided with Harry, and Sam had sided with Dean. Perhaps the worst part was that they had arrived to see a body being pulled out of the woods.

"It doesn't attack humans huh?"

"Shut up Harry."

Harry and Devin were forced to watch from the back seat of the Impala as Sam and Dean asked the police about what had happened. Dean sighed as he started up his baby and began driving to the nearest motel.

"Animal attack. The woman said she saw her husband get ripped to shreds by the claws of some strange grey thing with glowing green eyes. Huge head, tiny body. About the size of a goat."

Devin swore under his breath.

"We're supposed to be demon hunters, not fucking crypto-zoologists."

"Yea well, turns out the Dover Demon may actually be a demon, right up your alley right?"

Devin scowled at Dean before sitting back in his seat and closing his eyes. He could feel a migraine coming on.

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Sam and Harry had teamed up to hunt the 'demon'. The sky was overcast, leaving no stars or moon to light through the thick forest. The two had gone east while the others had headed west.

"Do you think those two are going to be okay Sam?"

Sam laughed softly at Harry's question.

"If they don't kill one another, I'm sure they'll be fine. They seem to be at one another's throats all the time."

Harry smirked.

"That's just Devin's way of showing he's attracted to Dean."

Sam stiffened, feeling slightly uncomfortable at the thought of any man being attracted to his brother. Hell, he didn't even like to think of women being attracted to his brother.

"Right…Dean and Devin. Don't think that will happen. Dean is pretty damn straight. Besides, even if he wasn't…he would deny it. He would fight it tooth and nail."

Harry hummed.

"I suppose you're right."

A muffle growl sounded, filling the silent forest. All other noises stopped. Fear gripped Sam's heart. It had come from the direction that Dean and Devin had traveled.

Harry rested a hand on Sam's shoulder.

"Let's go."

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Dean let off a shot at the thing that stood before them. It looked just like the pictures. The bullets weren't working on the thing though. It slowly made its way closer before standing and shifting its form, taking the form of his baby brother laying on the ground with his neck slit open, blood pooling around him.

"Sammy?"

Devin grabbed Dean's arm and tried to pull him away.

"That's not him. That thing is feeding off of your fear."

Devin stepped in front of Dean. The fallen Sam began to change its form until a perfect replica of Devin stood before them. Its eyes were completely black like a demon's, and it had two large black wings. Slowly the feathers began to fall from the wings, leaving them leathery and bat like.

"What's the matter…me…afraid of what your future may hold?"

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Harry and Sam skidded to a stop when they heard a scream. It was Dean.

"Dean…Dean never screams Harry."

The two continued to run until they came to a clearing. Devin lay in the center, blood covering his front where his chest had been ripped at. Dean was pinned to a tree by something that looked like Sam with pitch black eyes and a slit throat.

"What the hell is that thing?" Sam's gun was aimed at it, but he only had buck shot. If he were to fire…some of it would probably hit Dean as well.

"Boggart…" The groan came from where Devin was laying on the ground. "You're up Harry."

Harry pulled a long thing piece of wood from his pocket and pointed at the creature, causing a red light to shoot it away from Dean before he stepped before the thing and cried out another spell.

"Ridicilus!"

The creature's form blurred before taking on the shape of a harmless life-sized Dover Demon bobble head. The head made out of watermelon. Harry took the gun from Sam and shot at the thing's head, causing it to burst open, its fruity contents spraying everywhere before the entire thing began to disintegrate.

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Salem, Mass

An hour and a half later.

Devin groaned as Harry lowered him to a bed. They were currently at one of Harry's residences, a small manor on the outskirts of Salem. He had thought that it was funny to have a home in Salem, seeing as so many 'witches' had been put to death there. What better place for a wizard to hide?

"Is he going to be okay? He's supposed to be the strongest of you…right?"

Sam was slightly worried. Devin's wounds had only just stopped bleeding a matter of moments ago.

"The only thing that can do this much damage to Devin…is himself. Boggarts are demons of fear. They read what you are most afraid of, and they become it so that they can feed on your fear. This is the first case of one actually killing people though. The only way to stop them is to trick them into turning into something harmless and destroying it."

"Hence the watermelon bobble head?"

Harry smiled softly. "Precisely."

"So…how did fear make Devin hurt himself?"

"It didn't. Devin's greatest fear is that he'll somehow become evil. That he'll become one of the fallen. That he'll completely lose himself. When the boggart took his image…it became a small part of him and was able to inflict damage."

Harry left his brother to sleep. Dean had gone to his own room as soon as they had arrived and stated how he was going to sleep for a week. Fear really could take a lot out of you.

"What are you Harry?"

"Besides being part angel? I'm a wizard. Not those…things that sell their souls for demonic power. I was born with my power and the ability to call it to me. Abdiel came to me because there was a prophecy about an evil and powerful man being destroyed by a child. I…grew up in an abusive home after my parents died. I lived in a cupboard under the stairs and was forced to do all of the cooking and cleaning until I was eleven and was told that I was a wizard. That year I faced the dark lord for the first time. The next year it was the same. Third year I found out about a godfather I didn't know I had. He had been wrongfully imprisoned for murder so I helped him escape from the people that wanted to throw him back in prison. Fourth year I was forced into a contest that was meant for no one under the age of seventeen. I…was used to bring the dark lord back into his body and I watched as a school mate was killed. Fifth year I was tricked into thinking that my godfather was in danger…and it resulted into his actual death."

Harry took a deep breath.

"When I was sixteen the actual war started. I was the leader. I had been trained and was to save everyone from something that they were all too frightened to stand up against. I watched as people died around me. My friends, the people I had come to think of family. I even watched as some of them turned to the dark side. Then I saw him standing there…the one I was supposed to kill. So I let loose the powers Abdiel gave me and I killed him. It was so easy. He was so truly weak. How he had been able to bring that world to fear was besides me. A was placed in prison a week later, and when I was to be put to death…well that's when Devin showed up and we've been hunting together ever since."

Sam took everything in before frowning. Anger showed in his body language and on his face.

"You saved them. You saved all of them and then they turned on you? Just like that?" He snapped his fingers to show how quickly it seemed that they had turned on Harry.

"It was a bit faster than that. But yes. It turns out that the other leader of the light wasn't as squeaky clean as we had thought. He was using me and had every intention of killing me and taking my power. He's currently six feet under though. Devin saw to that. He ripped his soul from his body for turning on me."

"He sounds very protective of you."

"I'm his baby brother. He is just as protective of me as Dean is of you. Maybe more so because of how much I've been though. I can finally be a child now. I can finally live my life without having to worry about saving the world. That's Devin's job and he's honored to have it."

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Dean groaned as the most amazing smell pulled him out of the warm nest of covers and the overly comfortable bed. He pulled on his clothes with his eyes still closed, not noticing that his shirt was both backwards and inside out. He followed his nose, bumping into things until he plopped down into a chair at the kitchen table and started stuffing food into his mouth.

A deep moan made its way from his throat as he opened his eyes and began to stuff his face with food.

He didn't even notice that both Harry and his brother were watching him in silent awe.

Harry burst into laughter as he held his cup of tea.

"Is your brother always like this when there is food around?"

Sam snorted over his cup of coffee. "We usually eat at diners or from the gas station. He doesn't usually get home cooked food, and he can't cook worth shit so he can't make it for himself."

Dean was too far gone in the wonderful taste of Harry's cooking to pay any attention to what the two younger men were talking about.

Harry stood up suddenly and turned to see his brother slowly make his way into the kitchen. His body was moving stiffly as he was obviously still in pain, even if the wounds were only faint pink marks now.

They all watched as Devin walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of water before sitting down and draining nearly the entire bottle.

"Yoof eng ukay?"

Devin set his dark eyes on Dean and tilted his head to the side.

"You wanna try that again in English there buddy?"

Dean blushed lightly; it was only noticeable to Sam though. Dean swallowed his food and took a swig of some coffee to wash it down.

"Are you feeling okay? You took a major beating last night. You know…for someone who is supposed to be an angel's favored…you're kind of weak."

Devin's eyes turned pure white with rage and he held up his hand, only for Harry to whack him so hard in the back of the head that his forehead banged against the table.

"We're supposed to protect them, not maim them."

Devin grumbled and simply threw his bottle at Dean's head instead before standing and heading to take a shower.

Sam turned slowly to look at his brother.

"Did you really have to push him? You guys are really sucking with getting along. If Harry and I can be friends, why can't the two of you?"

Dean looked at his brother before growling.

"He fucking kidnapped us Sammy! Harry we may be able to trust. He hasn't used any of his hoodoo on us. Devin has!"

Dean grabbed a piece of toast and bit into it angrily before standing up and leaving to go change his clothes back in his room.

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San Jose, California

Dean burst out laughing as they looked up at the sprawling mansion.

"The Winchester Mystery House. Something tells me that its fate we're here Sammy."

Sam rolled his eyes and looked down at the paper he had been reading. All of the tours had been canceled because at least one person had gone missing per day for the last month on those tours. If you asked Sam…they should have stopped them after the first disappearance, not the thirty first.

"Wasn't this woman like…a distant cousin or something?"

Harry leaned forward from where he was sitting behind Dean.

"You mean…you're seriously related to her?"

Sam signed and tossed the paper onto the dash board. "Yea. She was our distant cousin, but through marriage. It was her husband that we were related to through blood."

"Well, I say we check it out."

Dean slipped out of the car, just as an ominous crash of thunder sounded, the lightning streaking behind the house and illuminating the sky for just a moment. The moment the four of them entered is when the rain began to fall.

"Ohhh spooky!" Devin had his arms crossed over his chest as he looked around. They should have been hunting demons. Hell…even the boggart was better than this. The only thing that could be in this place was spirits. "I say we get out of here and salt and burn the bitch's bones and just leave."

"What's wrong Devy, you scared of a little ghost?"

Devin turned to look at Dean with his dark eyes.

"I was created for one thing and one thing only Dean. This is not it. There war is coming and I want to get as many of my enemies destroyed before hand as I possibly can."

"Yea, yea, whatever. We'll let you pick the next hunt."

"Well then, now that you too are settled. I say we split up…and be careful. There are doors that lead right outside from the upper floors; you don't want to step into thin air."

Devin had already taken off in one direction, and Dean was heading in another. Harry jumped when another crash of thunder sounded, causing the mansion to rattle.

"You can come with me Harry."

Harry looked up at Sam with grateful eyes.

"Thanks."

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Dean

The Séance Room

Dean shined his flashlight around the round room. It was empty and yet…something about it sent a chill up his spine. Dean looked down at a map he had swiped from the front and looked at where he was. The Séance room. It figured that he would have ended up in here.

There seemed to be only one way in and one way out. That would really suck if you actually were able to raise something evil.

Dean took a few steps deeper into the room before the door slammed shut behind him. He turned to look at the wall, unable to find the door. It blended in so perfectly with the wall that it appeared to be just another panel of the round room.

Dean began banging on the walls, trying to get a door to open, even calling for Sam or one of the others.

"They won't be able to here you Dean."

Dean turned slowly to see the figure of an old woman.

"It's so nice to see another Winchester. I had thought that I was the last."

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Devin

Ballroom

Devin was just walking past the pipe organ when it started playing. He turned slowly, just in time to see a figure vanish from standing in front of it. Devin sighed.

"Ghosts…how annoying."

Screams assaulted Devin's ears and he began to run to where they were coming from. He opened a door, just in time for it to slam shut behind him and the entire image of the place to change. He was surrounded by people; all of them were very much alive. They were the people that had been taken from the tours.

"Is everyone all right?"

He got several nods before turning back to the door. He could feel the dark energy from around the door and closed his eyes, sending out a silent message to his brother.

"Harry. I've found the tourists, but I don't know where I am and the door is guarded by something dark. It feels like a dimensional rift. I think we're in the parts of the house that were built by the ghosts. You need to find Dean and get here fast."

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Harry and Sam

Library

Harry winced and held his head. He wasn't good at receiving messages from his brother because of his Occulmency shields. He tilted his head to the side when he let the drop and nodded along, sending off a silent answer that they would find Dean before they went to find him.

"What was that about?"

Harry didn't even realize that he was in Sam's arms and that they were both sitting on the floor.

"Devin just sent me a message. He's stuck with the tourists. They're in the parts of the house that the spirit's built. He wants us to find Dean before going to find him."

Sam pulled out his phone and dialed Dean.

"Dean…you okay? Don't worry, we've got a map, we'll come get you."

Sam shut his phone and turned to look at Harry.

"He's in the Séance Room; he's trapped with Sarah Winchester."

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Dean

Séance Room

Dean closed his phone before leaning against a wall.

"So his name is Adam Grover?"

Sarah nodded. "Yes. He's been keeping me here, and the others. He's the one that kidnapped all of those poor people. He's the one that makes the spirits continue building onto the house. He was peaceful enough until recently. When all those…dark things traveled over this place…he said it was time for him to start working. You can't see it because you're alive, Dean, but you're standing right on top of some very evil symbols that he placed here. I think he may be in league with the devil."

As the door opened, Sarah vanished and Dean looked back at his brother and Harry.

"Where's Devin?"

"In the spirit built parts of the manor. We have to go get him?"

Dean growled.

"Shit!"

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Devin

Spirit Hall

"It's going to be okay everyone. My friends and I will get you out of here."

A small girl was sitting in his lap. She was the first to be taken, and the youngest. She had taken to him for comfort.

"But it won't be. That black smoke will come back. There are thirty two of us now…enough for each of them."

Devin suddenly felt cold.

"Black smoke?"

As if on cue, the black smoke entered the halls. The other people all huddled in the corner and Devin sent the girl to go with them.

"Demons? Suddenly this hunt became a lot more entertaining."

The smoke swirled around Devin and a feral smirk began to grow on his face. Two large black wings pulled themselves out of Devin's back, and he slowly pulled one long feather from his right wing. The feather sifted, it turned silver and hard before its shape changed completely into that of a sword.

"Chose the wrong guy to mess with though. I'll do what my father failed to do…and completely destroy you all."

Devin lunged forward, cutting through the smoke and causing strange lightning to form into three separate figures before those figures were completely obliterated.

"Who's next?"

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Harry, Sam, Dean

The Halls

Harry opened a door that lead to absolutely nothing. There was nothing but thin air and a three story fall to the ground. Harry closed the door and took a deep breath.

"Are you sure that he's through that door Harry?"

Harry looked to Sam before nodding. He reached up under his shirt and pulled something down. It was a pure white feather. He placed the feather against the lock on the door and slipped it in. The feather disappeared and the door unlocked with a small pop.

Both Sam and Dean were confused about how the door had unlocked. It had already been unlocked in the first place.

Harry opened the door again, and this time…there was a blurred room on the other side.

A small girl stepped out of the door before moving to the far wall as thirty other people exited the room, all of them looking shaken and frightened.

A few moments later, Devin stepped from the door before it shut and locked itself. There was a small cut above his left eye, and his blood was slowly slipping down his chin, pooling at his neck before being soaked into his shirt.

"You picked quite nicely Dean. There are now thirty two less demons in this world."

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San Jose Cemetery

Sam poured salt onto the bones of Adam Grover while Dean poured on the gas. Devin pulled out a match book and lit it before dropping it onto the bones.

"You really should never play with fire Grover. You might just end up burning forever in the pits of hell if you do."