Falling From Grace

A boy about seventeen years of age stood at the edge of a large garden, at the edge was a large lake of air, where one could look down on Earth. In fact if one were to step into the lake they would fall straight to earth.

He had large white wings coming from his back. They were the larger than any other angel; proportioned to his size. He was about 5'1". He had long black wavy hair and, large emerald green eyes. He was made only 200 years ago when God decided there needed to be an Angel of Magic, after that God disappeared from their lives.

His Angel form was more human than any other angel, because he was once human. Some angels looked down on Hariel, because he retained his humanity from his former life.

The boy-angel had a large dilemma on his mind. He was an angel; one of the Archangels Micheal, Raphael, and the once trickster Gabriel's favorite, because he was so young. Younger than even the newest angel before him, Castiel. And he was in love with a demon, not just any demon, but the King of Hell himself, Crowley. Crowley indeed seemed to care for him as well.

After the war that didn't exactly go to the angel's plan (Not that Hariel agreed with the plan or even knew of it), he was allowed to go down to earth for the first time as an angel. He had been begging for some time, but Michael always said he was too young.

While on earth he was sitting in a park, feeding pigeons, when he approached the boy. The man the demon was possessing was of the handsome variety with brown hair, dark blue eyes, and almost 6' in height. But the creature underneath was not. He was the most ugliest thing Harry ever saw. The soul was tainted and tarnished beyond repair. As much as he loathed to admit it he was scared of the demon. But surprisingly the demon did not want to hurt him, he just wanted his company.

The next day they both came back to the same spot, and the next day after that. They only sat and talked for a while. The demon for some reason poured his soul out the angel, and the angel told of his former life. And slowly Hariel's pity turned to empathy, and that turned to love.

"Go or not, It's up to you. Father will love you either way," A voice behind him said.

Harry looked back to see the Angel that was the most connected to their father, Joshua. His skin was a dark brown, and the angel was in human form. He had sparkling brown eyes, and short dark brown hair.

"Joshua," Hariel cried in surprise, "You always show up so quiet, make some noise some time!"

Joshua only shrugged, "Are you going to do it, will you fall for the King of Demon's? It's different down there. You'll find no love from other demons."

"I know," Hariel sighed, "But maybe I can make some sort of difference.

"Mmm…"

"I love father, but I love Crowley. I-I want to be with him!"

"Then go, you'll never lose our father's love"

"and I'll always love him," and Hariel stepped off edge into nothing but air, and he was falling. He felt his grace tear from him, and wondered where it would go and if he would ever get it back if he needed it.

Crowley smirked softly as he saw the now physical body of Hariel fall toward him.

He caught Hariel as he fell to the ground, it was a long fall, but Hariel's intact magic broke his fall.

Once he was up, Hariel whispered "I did it….to be with you"

Crowley smiled a true smile, at the beautiful fallen angel.

"Yes you did , my love, my Hariel. Now we can be together, forever. I'll rule with you as my," Crowley laughed, " as my queen."

Hariel glared at Crowley, "I am not some girl!"

"Aw, no you are not my little concubine, but you are still my queen figure. You shall rule over hell with me."

Hariel made a face, he did not like the sound of that. He'd rather stay on earth.

Crowley seemed to read his mind, "Not that you have to be in hell to rule of course," he laughed harshly, "I wonder what those Winchesters will think of this."

And for the first time, Hariel wondered silently if he made a mistake in falling.

Hariel was now Crowley's, and he took care of what was his.