Name: Dreams and Promises Go Hand In Hand
Summary: Destiel Harry Potter AU. Dean is enamored with Cas but he doesn't really know how to express or even understand his feelings. He has dreams about the hufflepuff every night and with each dream he makes a promise.
Disclaimer: I don't own harry potter OR supernatural.
Note 1: Gabriel: 13 years old- fourth year, slytherin
Dean: 12 years old- third year, gryffindor
Cas: 12 years old- third year, hufflepuff
Sam: 8 years old- future ravenclaw
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The next morning Dean woke up to someone pushing him out of bed. He landed on the floor with an undignified flop. Looking up he saw big brown eyes.
"Go away Sam. It's the weekend let me sleep in." Dean said pulling the covers over his head. And curling up on the floor.
"There is some kid waiting to see you." Sam said kicking his brother. Sam was a pipsqueak now but Dean knew he would be the tallest of the family soon enough.
"Blue eyes?" Dean asked looking up at his brother who was standing over him.
"Yep." Sam said.
"Dad here?" Dean asked trying not to get his hopes up.
Sam snorted. "Did you really think he would come?"
Dean got up and stretched and yawned. He changed into jeans and a batman tee, before the two brother made their way down the stairs.
"Dean!" Came a cheery voice as they reached the bottom.
"Hey Cas. This is my baby bro Sam. Sam, Cas." Dean said smiling as the two shook hands.
"We should go to Hogsmead." Sam piped up.
"Sure thing squirt." Dean said scuffling Sam's brown hair. The kid was going to need a haircut soon lest his head of hair turn into a mane.
The three of them walked the streets happily until Dean saw a store he had never noticed before. It sold miniatures just like Castiel collected. Dean grinned and secretly asked Sam to distract Cas as he went in the store but to get him back to Hogwarts. Sam pulled a bitchface but complied.
Dean bought a tiger, a purple jackelope, red Cerberus, a fox with nine tales, a sphinx, a Minotaur, and a little gorilla with the legs of a spider. He hurried back to the castle and put them in a box under his bed. It was bigger than a shoe box and it was made of wood. Dean smiled at himself for his cleverness. They could all fit in there, even the ones Cas had now.
That night at dinner Cas Sam and Dean sat together in the great hall. Half of the students went home on the first weekend of the year so the hall was sparsely populated.
"Dean, you didn't tell me your father was an Auror." Castiel said after a long silence.
"Must've slipped my mind." Dean said casually.
"That's exciting. Does he apprehend many criminals?" Castiel continued oblivious to the discomfort the topic was causing the brothers.
"Yah." Dean said simply.
"Has he ever taken you with him on any of his cases?" Castiel asked.
"Yes." Dean said in a whisper.
"Was it interesting?" Castiel asked.
"Can we please just stop talking about this?" Dean said angrily. He got up from the table. "I'm not hungry." He said before walking off.
"I seem to have upset him." Castiel said sadly.
"Dad is just a touchy subject." Sam said in a small voice.
"Oh." Castiel said understanding. There was a long silence as they both stared at their plates.
"I should be getting home." Sam said getting up slowly.
"Yes of course." Castiel said looking up at the small boy and nodding.
"Bye!" Sam said before scurrying off back towards the fireplaces. Soon he was enveloped in green light and was gone.
Castiel sighed, he had made Dean angry. The little hufflepuff gut up and began walking to the gryffindor common room. He knew he had no way to get in but he would wait by the door until Dean came back out. He got there just as someone was leaving and they held the door for him sweetly. Castiel smiled, his luck was picking up. He looked around before locating the stairs to the boys dormitories. He walked up them and just as he was walking down the hall someone stepped out.
"Excuse me; do you know what dorm Dean Winchester is in by any chance?" Castiel asked.
"Fifth down on the left." The boy said pointing before he turned and walked off in the opposite direction. Counting carefully he made it to the door. Slowly, carefully, he opened it. Dean was sitting on his bed and there was a box. He was looking at the contents of the box carefully.
"Dean?" Castiel asked tentatively. Dean's head jerked up and his eyes went wide.
"What?" Dean asked once he had regained his composure.
"I wanted to apologize. It was not my place and I'm sorry." Castiel looking down at his shoes.
"Come here." Dean said waving the frightened kid over. He shut the door behind himself before walking over to Dean.
"I saw these and got them for you today. I know it's stupid but I was going to give them to you for Valentine's Day. I realized I didn't know what to do to keep them alive. Do they eat?" Dean rambled.
"They're perfect." Castiel said grinning before Dean could continue talking.
"So you like them?" Dean asked, his face brightening.
"I love them." Castiel responded.
"And the box will fit them all because yours looked like it was getting a little crowded." Dean said smiling.
"Thank you." Castiel said leaning in and kissing Dean. It was meant to be a kiss on the cheek but Dean turned and their mouths landed on each other. Castiel squeaked and pulled back as Dean sat there pleased.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to." Cas muttered before all hints of apology were erased by Dean crashing his lips on Castiel's. Dean pushed his tongue in the other boy's mouth without thinking. His eyes were shut tight and his hands slowly made their way over to Castiel's waist to pull the other boy closer. The hufflepuff's fingers tangled themselves in Deans sandy blond hair and tugged lightly. Deans moans were swallowed by Castiel as he began responding to the kiss. He began exploring the other boy's mouth and tracing the contours as if mapping it out. Dean's tongue began twirling and twining itself with Castiel's. When the kiss ended both boys were blushing and breathing heavily.
"I should get back to my dormitory." Castiel said after a long silence.
"Sorry." Dean muttered.
"No you're not." Castiel said picking up the box and turning to leave.
"Cas?" Dean asked before Cas got to the door. His hand reached out and took hold of the door handle but turned to face Dean. His face was flushed but not angry. There was no sadness or remorse; it was only curiosity in his eyes. Dean repressed a smirk at the bruised lips that signified he had just been kissed. "Did you- ya know- did you like it?" The words sounded timid, scared.
"Yes Dean. I liked it very much." Castiel said before leaving the room. Dean sat on his bed confused.
Dean dreamt of Castiel's face when he saw the figures in the box that night. He needed to make Cas smile more often because it was the most beautiful sight he had ever beheld.