For the next few weeks, people were avoiding Dean like he had the plague. But Dean didn't care, he had Cas, Charlie and Sam- those were the people that really mattered. He smiled to himself. He and Cas had given up on Quidditch training, and now spent their free periods in the library, in their special, isolated corner. Sometimes Dean would just watch Cas read for an hour, he liked watching him read- he always looked so peaceful and serene.

Dean strolled into the library, and smirked as he saw Cas standing in the corner, nose deep in some book with a red cover. Dean snuck up behind him and wrapped his arms around Cas' waist, hugging him from behind. Cas was startled at first, but as soon as he realised it was Dean, he soon relaxed into his touch.

Dean nibbled softly on Cas' ear and whispered.

"Hey, I wanted to ask you something."

Cas turned to look at Dean, still caught in his embrace.

"Anything."

"What do you think about taking our relationship...to the next level."

Dean gave Cas a pleading look.

Cas formed a half smile.

"Well, , you're lucky that it's not a school night."

Dean smirked.

"So is that a yes?"

"Yes."

"Hey, Cas."

"Yeah?"

Dean maintained eye contact with Cas, and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Cas whispered, before pushing Dean backwards, and pinning him against the bookshelf. Cas crashed his lips against Dean's and let his tongue explore Dean's mouth.

Dean moaned, and let his hands trace patterns over Cas' back, pulling him closer.

Dean pulled away.

"Well damn, Cas- I didn't mean right now."

Cas chuckled.

"My dorm's gonna be free tonight, people have been avoiding me like the plague- the guys in my dorm requested to transfer."

Cas looked up at Dean guiltily.

"I'm sorry Dean, I didn't realise it was so bad."

"Sorry? Are you kidding? Now I get a room and my angel all to myself!"

Cas cocked his head to the side.

"Did you just call me 'angel'?"

"Yeah, it's my new nickname for you, do you like it?"

Cas chuckled.

"Listen Dean, I've got an essay to write for Mcgonagall."

Dean rolled his eyes.

"Dude that's not due for another week."

"I know, but unlike some people, I prefer not to leave things until the last minute."

Cas smirked.

"But I will be over later tonight, as long as you promise never to call me an angel ever again!"

Dean laughed and licked his lips.

"See you tonight."

Cas had finally finished his essay, and after a lot of gruelling hard work, excitedly started making his way to the gryffindor dorms.

He was coming round the corner of the corridor when he noticed a familiar face approaching him.

"Hi Cassie."

Balthazar crooned.

Cas frowned.

"Look, Balthazar I don't want any trouble, I was just-"

"-visiting your boyfriend?"

Balthazar interrupted.

Balthazar came closer and closer to Cas, until he could feel his breath against his cheek. Balthazar slid a hand up Cas' arm, and looked him up and down.

"Listen, Cassie, I just want to have a little chat with you- in the room of requirement."

Cas slapped Balthazar's hand off his shoulder.

"No! What the hell Balthazar- going to the room of requirement with you is the last thing I want to do- just get out of my way."

Cas went to barge Balthazar out of the way and storm off, but he felt two strong pairs of arms restricting either side of him.

"Ahhh, Cassie- I thought you might say that."

"What the hell are you doing Balthazar!"

Balthazar smirked.

"These are my friends- Raphael and Zachariah."

"I'm surprised a guy like you has friends."

Cas replied.

"Ever the comedian, Cas."

Balthazar said, punching Cas square across the face.

"Cas felt blood flow from his nose, and trickle down his chin."

Castiel laughed.

"Is that the best you've got."

Balthazar swung at him again, this time aiming for his gut, Cas keeled over, having been winded.

Cas gasped for air; looking at Balthazar with pleading eyes- but he didn't stop.

He went for another blow, and then another, striking Cas over and over until Cas could barely stand.

Raphael and Zachariah let go of Cas, and left him kneeling in front of Balthazar, a bloody, weeping mess.

"Balthazar...please...stop.."

Cas managed to croak out, despite Balthazar's blows to his throat.

"Oh, Cassie- the fun's just getting started."

Ignoring Cas' pleas, Balthazar dragged Cas into the room of requirement, and threw him onto the bed that had suddenly appeared.

Cas didn't know how, but he found himself naked, and watched Balthazar undressing, and smirking at him.

"I know you're a virgin Cas."

Cas shed all the tears he had left as he felt Balthazar turn him over and tie him to the bed- Cas was in too weak a state to resist.

He shuddered as Balthazar whispered in his ear.

"I'm going to enjoy this."

Before he..he...it was too painful for Cas to recount properly.

After Balthazar had...finished, he left Cas, tied to the bed, a naked, weeping, bloody mess.

Cas didn't have the strength to untie himself that night, so he just lay there, crying. He thought about that night in the room of requirement with Dean. Dean. Dean! How was he going to explain this to him?

Maybe dean would think that he Cas didn't love him?

The thought made Cas cry even harder.

Castiel called it- this was officially the worst night of his life.

It was sadistically ironic- the thought of Dean made him cry, but the only person he could think of to make him feel better was Dean.

Cas sobbed into his pillow and cradled it, rocking back and forth. He tried to imagine Dean was there with him, that he was holding him tight, telling him that everything was going to be okay. Cas huffed at his own stupidity- he knew none of it was real- why would Dean want to hold him after tonight? He was damaged goods- Dean would probably never want to be with him now. Cas' tears stained the pillow once more, as they would continue to do for the rest of the night.