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So this is a Harry/SLASH crossover series of one shots.

WARNING: SLASH. Go back now if you don't like it. Not beta'd.

These are the crossovers I'm willing to do. I may have forgotten one or two or three and if you know I'll write them, you can go ahead and send me a message. But remember, just because I read some of the fics, doesn't mean I can write them as well.

Angel/Bones/BTVS/Charmed/Criminal Minds/CSI: Las Vegas/CSI: Miami/CSI: New York/Ghost Whisperer/Glee/House/The Mentalist/Merlin (BBC)/Mortal Instruments/Sherlock (BBC)/ Supernatural/Twilight

Just send me a message with a pairing and a prompt.

LightLessStar has requested... Harry/Uriel pairing from Supernatural

Trying to prevent sixty six seals from being broken was a lot harder than Harry had first thought. It didn't help that the beings that were 'helping' himself and the Winchester brothers were absolute dicks. Even the one that he was in a relationship with, Uriel, was being less than co-operative. He absolutely hated humans, bar Harry who technically wasn't one anymore, and took every opportunity granted to him to cruelly bully them into submission.

Harry ran a hand through his hair absently as his mind wandered over the course of the past few days. It had been a little rough, with the brothers not quite seeing eye-to-eye. Sam and Dean were only one room away and were constantly bickering, probably about Ruby, the Demon bitch, and it irritated Harry to no end.

Too distracted with his thoughts of his two friends, Harry didn't hear the faint flutter of wings that signalled Uriel's arrival into the small motel room.

"Hello, little wizard," Uriel greeted, startling said man into standing up from the bed and his wand to appear in his hand and pointed at the angel before Harry realised what he was doing and exactly who, or what, was standing in front of him. Uriel met Harry's startled gaze with a tilt of the head and a mocking smile on his lips.

"I see that working alongside mud monkeys haven't yet dulled your senses." Uriel observed. Harry's eye twitched at the contemptuous tone that Uriel used to show his disgust with the humans. "Which shows that they haven't yet corrupted everything on this planet."

"If you remember correctly, I was once a 'mud monkey'." Harry pointed out dryly, lowering his wand and tucking it back into the safety of the holster strapped to his arm. He ignored the strong dislike on Uriel's face when he talked about humans.

"Not anymore." Uriel shrugged. "You are the Master of Death. A high being almost worthy of that of an angel."

"You say the most flattering things."

Uriel walked up to Harry until only an inch of space separated them. Harry stared up at him with anticipation and a little bit of impatience, waiting for Uriel to make the first move. Which he did after a minute by abruptly gripping Harry's shoulders and lowering his head to press his lips hard against Harry's. The shorter man groaned, mouth opening up at the harsh prodding from Uriel's tongue. Harry claspedUriel's biceps and arched up closer to Uriel's vessel, feeling one of the angel's hands rest at the small of his back while the other clutched his hip tight.

Finally Harry pulled his head back a little, trying to catch his breath. Uriel relaxed his hold and pressed his forehead against Harry's, eyes closed, and making the younger being smile softly before he burrowed closer to the angel.

"I believe that you are now in a happier mood." Uriel observed.

"I might be." Harry answered, his smile widening. "If you're staying, at least."

"For tonight." Uriel said, amusement evident in his tone. "But I need to be gone tomorrow."

Harry frowned, puzzled by the way he said it. "I know."

Uriel nodded and tugged Harry closer for another kiss, wiping away the confused look the raven haired wore. Harry brushed aside the seeds of doubt that grew at the back of his mind - it wouldn't do to start thinking about them now because Uriel would instantly know - and put all of his attention into the kiss.

"I will need to speak to the Winchesters later," Uriel informed him when the two separated.

Harry narrowed his eyes at Uriel, his suspicions growing.

"Why do you want to speak to them for?" Harry asked.

"I cannot tell you." Uriel stiffened. "It is between Dean Winchester and the angels."

"Whatever it is you're planning..."

"I am not planning anything." Uriel said.

Harry worried his lower lip, staring up at the angel from under his lashes. He wasn't convinced.

"I am not planning anything." Uriel repeated when the silence stretched on. He narrowed his gaze at Harry, prompting the man to look away.

"All right." Harry finally said, backing down and ignoring the foreboding feeling that coiled within his stomach.

Uriel nodded, satisfied, and brought Harry closer to him for another kiss.

It's hard, trying to do a nice Harry with Uriel, I found. Or maybe because I tried to make a nice'ish Uriel for Harry? Who knows.

I still have a lot of requests to go. So far, including the ones that I have already done, there have been 91 requests. I am determined to do them all and not let anybody down :P and I'm trying to see if I can get this up to 100 chapters at least. I think I'm doing good so far, do you agree? Please review, they make me happy. The season finale for Merlin on Saturday, eek. It looks to be brilliant.