Harry Potter and the Archangel

by yozza

Harry was neglected by his parents until age five while they fawned over his older twin, and then abused by the Dursley's until age seven. Then he makes the decision to lead his own life and left with the help of his friend. Hayden has been adored all his life, but all he wants is to have his brother back. ABANDONED- UP FOR ADOPTION- DM if you want my notes.

19. Summer of 92

Disclaimer: I don't own either Harry Potter or Supernatural.

{Blah}=Harry

{Blah}= Gabriel

"Blah"= Parseltongue

So I basically said 'screw it' and put the poll up for pairings. So go check that out: I'll add new options for any request's. Cheers to all the wonderful people who took the time to review.

And also, there is heavy mention of religion in this, so if the way Supernatural uses it offends you I suggest you don't read it. This one is also really dialogue based.

LuciferLovesYou: Check the new poll, mate. Great name btw

Paxloria: Harry will be seeing the Diggory's next chapter (should have been this one but, oh well)

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Summer of 92

The day after their birthday, the boys had a very big shock.

Terry, Hayden and Harry had awoken that morning squashed together in Harry's bed, having fallen asleep after the twins declaration of having a familial relationship with Terry, which had shocked and comforted the boy at the same time. Alice had also seen and decided to join the older children. Proceeding downstairs and into the kitchen, where, after Hayden poured a bowl of cereal each, Harry had proclaimed that they would spend the day laughing while Hayden tried and failed to work the Humvee on his own. Alice had been confused about why they would be doing that when their father had told them they couldn't, but she ceased all protests when Harry snapped his fingers and the cereal she had about to eat became mini chocolate-chip cookies, as had his own. This casual show of power stunned the two elder boys into silence, whilst the youngest challenged the girl to an eating contest.

Their plans for the day were foiled when Albus Dumbledore arrived via portkey . The three people with him explained why he hadn't come to the party the day before. He planned to force Harry away again and he couldn't do that when everyone else was around. Vernon, Petunia Dursley were looking at every piece of furniture and floorboard with disdain and Dudley kept his face into a practiced sneer which had the effect of making him look like a constipated piglet. That was of course the moment James and Lily entered the kitchen.

{It's a family reunion} Gabriel commented sarcastically.

{Family is such a relative term...}

{Thats because you're related to family}

{Quiet, you. Anyway what is family? Is it the people who raise you? The ones who look after you? The ones you trust and care about? I don't actually care since they aren't family in any of those cases but, you know, I'm interested in your opinion}

{You're weird}

{Says the one}

"Albus? Petunia? What are you doing here?" Lily asked with a confused tone of voice.

Harry glanced at her, pursed his lips and then turned his attention to his so-called, oh so loving 'relatives', raising his eyebrow inquisitively to show his (reluctant) interest in hearing the answer to her question. Though it disgusted him to have any thoughts going along the same track as either of his birth parents, he was rational enough to realize that she was the lesser of two evils if his assumptions about Dumbles' intentions were in fact correct.

"Ah Lily, I just popped in to wish Hayden and Harry a happy birthday," the old codger said, eyes sparkling like a unicorn's {I do have a track record for removing that twinkle- reckon I can do it again}

{Nah. Not this time}

{Can too}

{Cannot!}

{Can!}

{Cannot!}

{Can! I so can!}

~You so can't~

{...}

{...}

{...}

{...Hayden?}

~Yeah?~

{...We'll discuss this later. For now- I have a point to prove}

Harry walked up to Dumbledore...and then poked him in the eye.

As expected, the old mans blue eyes immediately began to water and as such lost their damnable twinkle. Hayden, in his shock, let out a mix between snort and a gasp of surprise that was also covered by a fake cough. Terry's mouth dropped only and Alice giggled happily. James simply stood there blinking as though unable to comprehend the idea that someone would so blatantly do such a thing to his great idol, while Lily gasped and began sputtering apologies for her child's 'misbehavior'. Dumbledore, to his credit, simply wiped his eyes and waved her off.

"It's quite alright, my dear. I know young Harry bears me no affection, and I understand how children are. He arrived here yesterday, am I correct?" Dumbledore obviously knew exactly when he'd arrived, he just liked to present people with the illusion of freedom. Much like he intended, and had been doing, to Hayden.

~He was doing what?!~

{This is gonna get old fast. No more inner monologue's, I guess}

~Why am I not surprised that you do inner monologue's. By the way what is this? It's giving me a headache~

{Then stop using it moron}

~Hey, who the he...~

{Hayden, just trust me. I'll explain later}

Harry blocked them both out in time to hear Dumbledore ask "Mr Boot; I wasn't aware you were staying here. How are you doing, my boy?" in a voice full of curiosity. He had also set a present for Hayden on the table, which he not so subtly pushed towards Hayden as Terry shyly answered. Hayden pretended not to notice.

Turning to the owner of the house, Twinkle Tears (for his eyes were still watering but he'd somehow managed to start his light show up again) asked "I noticed that muggle vehicle through the window, James; I didn't know you were interested in muggle contraptions,"

James scowled at the reminder of the Humvee "It was Harry's irresponsible gift to Hayden,"

Dumbledore frowned "My boy, perhaps not the wisest choice. Something either of you can use might have been more practical,"

"Don't worry Ally, I know how to handle my equipment," Harry smirked, causing Hayden to roll his eyes.

"Hmm, perhaps I could be of assistance, should you need it," Harry turned green, Hayden was biting his lip and drawing blood to keep himself from collapsing into an unstoppable fit of laughter; his shoulders were shaking and he was leaning heavily on the counter to keep himself upright. The sound of Terry's face slapping into his hand echoed throughout the otherwise nearly silent kitchen. James and Lily shifted uncomfortably. Alice looked around her with a confused look on her face, probably wondering why her family was acting so strange. Dumbledore just waited expectantly for an answer, clearly having missed the blatant innuendo.

After waiting for a moment, Dumbledore shook off his determination for a positive reply to his offer and said "I hope you boys enjoyed your birthday. But, alas, I am afraid Harry will have to head home now,"

Hayden and Terry paled, thinking that Dumbledore was going to take Harry by force if he didn't cooperate. Hayden was terrified that he would lose his twin again after having the best day of his life. Terry believed that since Harry had been the one to invite him to stay, Harry leaving would force him to return to his father (Terry failed to understand that Hayden had also claimed the older boy as family and that the Potter heir would insist on Terry continued lodging with the Potter's anyway). Lily looked surprised while James shoulders slumped in relief. He didn't know how to deal with Harry, having not known him since the boy was five. Petunia and Vernon, in his opinion, would have an easier time of reigning Harry in; and he didn't believe that Lily's sister could be as cruel as Harry had said. James' assessment was that Harry, in the moment he'd mentioned the Dursley's being abusive, was just trying to get attention.

And Harry:

Harry laughed.

To say that everyone was shocked by his reaction would be an understatement.

"Wow," he said, wiping tears of laughter from his eyes "This is too good. You, the almighty moral compass for all, is willingly trying to send me back to the abusive home of magic hating muggles. Ah, thanks Dumbo, I needed that,"

"Harry," Dumbledore frowned, his voice stern "Your aunt and uncle have kindly agreed to grant you a place in their home. Surely you wish to see them again?"

"I will see them again. I'll see the four of them (yes I'm including Marge) on the racks in hell, a place where I will, one day, personally put them," Harry growled, before adopting a 'talking-about-the-weather' voice when he said "But other than that; no, not really,"

"Well you will be going," the Headmaster insisted "It's the safest place for you,"

"Safer than here. Then why doesn't Hayden and Alice come with us, make it a family reunion. Besides, I've lived alone since I ran away from them. I can handle whatever imaginary threat you come up with,"

"You belong with your family," everyone was nervous and awkward as they stood around, watching the two powerful wizards argue. Harry was sending subtle barb after subtle barb at the much older male, whilst Dumbledore was floundering to keep his wise, guiding wit and advice on par under Harry's relentless assault of insults. Hayden thought it was like watching your Grandfather figure trying to control your reckless, vindictive and intelligent little brother who was flinging little digs at the elder as often as possible. Oh, no, wait a minute that's exactly what this is, which was followed by and those were so not my own thoughts.

{Sorry, couldn't resist}

"You're right," Harry declared, stunning the assembled family members. The Dursley's were unsure if they should be glad or not. They didn't want to remain in one of those freakish houses longer than absolutely necessary, but at the same time the freak was coming back to live with them. On the bright side, Vernon and Dudley would get there punching bag back. Petunia would no longer need do any housework. Plus, that odd looking Dumbledore fellow was offering them a lot of money to take the boy and 'crush his self esteem and independence. They decided to just be thankful that they would soon leave the Potter household. Harry's next words blew that plan out of the water.

"I do belong with my family, but family doesn't end in blood. You can't choose who you share blood with, but; contrary to popular opinion; you can choose your family. I made my choice: I choose Terry. I choose the Diggory's. I choose my brothers; Hayden and Dri; and my new little sister. They are my family. The Dursley's aren't. Not after what they did,"

"They are your family, Harry, ("It's Gabriel to you") Surely you are not trying to tell me that your aunt is willing to harm her own flesh and blood; her sisters son,"

Lily saw that for the que that it was "It is true, Harry that I have trouble believing what your said about Petunia,"

"The frying pan she clocked me with that one time speaks for itself. It doesn't matter, I won't be returning to Durzkaban,"

Dumbledore glared and clenched his teeth in frustration. He hands clenched and the room began to darken and shake as his anger grew. Harry wasn't cowed. He responded with an even harsher glare and instead of darkness his own half of them become to glow. If he continued, the walls and furniture would be too bright to look at. The Potter parents were surprised that Harry, who had a sadistic and menacing aura about him, was emitting such light while Dumbledore seemed to be the dark one, despite him being a hero and leader of the light.

"I may like my jokes, headmaster," Harry snarled, "I mess around and playing pranks, but do not take me for some mere conjurer of cheap tricks! You have no authority here, now leave!"

Harry turned to walk away. Over his shoulder he shouted...

"And take the apes with you,"

...before he took off upstairs. Hayden and Terry followed him.

Downstairs Dumbledore dejectedly handed the Dursley family a portkey to take them home and sat down to talk with James and Lily. They discussed Hayden and Alice's growing attachment to Harry and Terry's apparent inclusion as a family member. The Potter's, as purebloods, were cousins of some sort to the Boots so Terry was family in a very distant way; but then again so were most purebloods. Regardless, the Lily was already rather fond of Terry and James was getting to the same point. Dumbledore had examined Hayden's pile of presents and deemed them acceptable and safe (he didn't know that anything valuable or useful had been hidden, so the only things the meddler saw was sweets and random gifts from adoring fans). He had tried to remove the Humvee but had completely failed, as Harry had predicted he would.

Dumbledore left, frustrated out of his mind.

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In Hayden's bedroom, Hayden pushed Harry onto the bed and then sat down of a chair he dragged over, sitting so that he was directly in front of Harry.

"Explain, now," he commanded.

Looking at the third boy, Harry asked "Terry can you give us a minute? I have something I need to talk to Hayden about,"

"Yeah sure. Come on Alice, we'll find something to do," Terry smiled and graciously accepted that he wouldn't be apart of this discussion yet. Unlike usual, he wasn't so insecure. He could tell that this was something between the two of them, and Harry's words the night before had done wonders for Terry's self confidence.

Hayden raised one eyebrow when the other two children had closed the door behind them.

"Alright, I'll spill. Just listen carefully and trust everything I say implicitly, alright?"

"Gotcha,"

"Okay; first thing is, how exactly do you thing the world, universe, life and all that actually started? What are you kids taught?"

"Uh, we're not really. Thinking about it, I suppose we all just grow up accepting that it just is, you know? I do know that the muggles believe in some really powerful god who made everything"

"Well then I guess I'm about to shatter your world into a thousand pieces. First off, not all muggles believe that. There are many different religions. The one you heard about is Christianity and there's a bunch of different beliefs that follow it differently. None of them are right, though some do come closer than others.

"There is a God, but he'd didn't create the world in six days without effort. It took a very long time, along with hard work and sacrifice. There was a war, against a being called the Darkness. God and his archangels (four powerful 'sons' He created) sealed the Darkness away and gave the lock and key to the second oldest, his favorite; Lucifer. Then God made the earth, the rest of the universe. He made more angels too, less powerful than the archangels. They lived in a place called Heaven. Then God created the Leviathans. They were to inhabit the earth, but something went wrong. So God made a separate reality, called Purgatory, and sealed the Leviathans inside..."

Hayden interrupted "Wait, he just locked them up? But if they were created by him then they were his sons too, right? He locked his sons away?"

"I never said God wasn't a first class douche. Glad to see you're following. So: God then made humans. The first was called Adam, and then his wife Lilith. God commanded the angels to love them, more than they did him. Good little soldiers, they followed their order without question. Except one: Lucifer. He despised humans. He draped himself in the cloak of righteousness, but he was just a vengeful, jealous, brat. He took Lilith, and twisted her soul until she became the first demon. God made Eve for Adam in replacement and banished Lucifer to a second kingdom, called Hell. Lucifer continued to corrupt humanity. He got Adam and Eve kicked out of Eden, rendering them mortal. When a human died, they would go to Heaven and be rewarded, but corrupt souls descended to Hell. Lucifer began making deals with Adam's second son, Abel. This would have damned Abel so the first born; Cain; made his own deal. Abel's soul in Heaven for his own in Hell. Lucifer agreed, so long as Cain put Abel in Heaven,"

Hayden looked upset on Cain's behalf. Having to kill his brother in order to save him, damning himself in the process, seemed to make the man something of a hero for Hayden. Harry and Gabriel agreed not to crush the admiration and respect for Cain's bravery that was growing in Hayden's eyes by not telling him of Cain's fate.

Continuing, Harry said "Seeing what had become of his creation, God left. He gave up after leaving some prophecy about Michael (the eldest Archangel) having to fight Lucifer to the death at some point. The youngest of the four left, not being able to handle his brothers going at each others throats.

"The human race grew, and they worshiped their own deities. Their belief manifested into physical forms; the Pagan's. Be it the Norse, Roman, Greek or Egyptian gods or any other pantheon. They think they came first, just because they were worshiped first: idiots. More demons were made, monsters were born. They were to go to Purgatory upon death,"

Hayden asked the most obvious question when he realized Harry had finished.

"So what's all that got to do with anything? Not that it wasn't interesting,"

Harry shifted nervously. Hayden did notice it; he was more intelligent and observant than people gave him credit for.

"You see, it's, uh, because, I sorta have, um..." {Gabe say hi}

{Hi, kiddo! I'm Gabriel, youngest Archangel, Pagan god Loki, self admitted sugar addict and all around fun guy}

~...~

{Hayden?}

~You're sharing your body with an Archangel. Okay, I can just about wrap my head around that. How?~

{Long story}

Using the new found telepathic link, in order to get Hayden used to it, Harry and Gabriel explained the long complicated tale of the Winchester brothers, Ruby and Lilith, Lucifer's escape, the Horsemen and all the build up and foreplay to the final showdown between Luci and Mikey, Gabriels role in it all and then finally Elysian. About how Gabriel tried to be clever and ended up flinging himself out of his vessel only to crash land in Harry thirty years in the past, which of course led to the explanation about alternate universes. Hayden had a pounding head from it all by the end about half an hour later.

~Just out of curiosity, how powerful is an Archangel? You know comparatively so I can get an idea of the scale of things~

{A below average angel is worth about one and a half Voldemort's. An Archangel is far beyond that; twice, maybe even thirce or more times as powerful}

~WHAT! So how the heck did you not kick Quirrel's ass!~

{Because I'm limited in what I can do. When an Angel takes a vessel, that vessel was born with the ability to host that Angels and his or her grace}

{Harry was never destined to be a vessel. If we hadn't of merged into this sort of joint existence thing then even being in the same body as me would have obliterated his very being and reduced the body to ash}

{Even still, while I'm in control my body can't use anywhere near the amount of grace Gabriel is capable of when he's in control (which is still more limited than normal). When we share dominance we're about half way between his level and mine}

{You saw, kinda, what happens when we over step what our body is capable of. Though the max has risen a bit from exposure}

Making sure to block Hayden from the next part of the conversation, Harry asked {Should we tell him about the Boy-Who-Lived thing?}

{Not yet. We tell him anymore, his mind is liable to explode. Especially that}

{Fair enough}

Coming back to reality, Harry reached out and pressed his hand to Hayden's temple and set to work. Hayden tried to move away in panicked movements, but Harry held him still.

"You said if you did this again it'd kill me," Hayden cried

"I'm not forcing you to download information this time. It's a bit different. What I'm doing is setting up a small shield around the knowledge I just gave you. Don't want anyone to just fish it out," Harry explained as he finished and moved away.

"That can happen?"

"Branch of magic known a Legilimency. Occlumency is the counter, protects your mind from attacks. The shield will stand up to just about anything below Angel level. Anything I say that I don't want found out, I'll put it behind that shield until you can do it yourself," Harry told him, rooting through his trunk's search filter that he'd added until he found a book on Occlumency "You'll have to teach yourself how to guard the rest of your head. I will help though,"

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Hayden took the whole 'Your long lost twin brother is playing roommate to the angel Gabriel' thing pretty well. And like everything else Harry told him to learn, Hayden took to Occlumency like a fish to water. It made him suspicious about whether Hayden had any natural ability. Anyone could learn Occlumency. But those born with a natural ability had a much easier time than most, for whom learning how to defend ones mind effectively was a long, hard, painful and frustrating task.

He also had his theory about the telepathic ability. Magical twins shared a bond that muggle twins did not. They could literally feel each other at any time. Hayden's lack of faith in the younger twins continued survival was highly illogical, and was the result of depression despite the fact that Hayden could literally feel Harry. In addition, in times of high emotion like extreme distress, pain or fear the other twin would feel it to a lesser extent. Angels were all siblings and shared a mental connection to each other. Gabriels grace could have used the magic behind the empathy link as a basis upon which to form a similar connection.

It was just a theory but it was the most convincing one Harry had so far.

As he'd said, Harry was in and out all the time. He alternated his time between having fun with his family, teaching and training Hayden (who he needed as a second teacher for when they brought the others in) and doing his duty as a trickster. Terry, Harry had noticed, definitely had a crush on someone, though Harry hadn't yet worked out who. {It could be Hayden, or Dri maybe. Doubt it's Alice}

Sirius and Remus had given him a stern lecture about how he could have gone to them when he ran away if he needed help. Harry had responded that if he had, Dumbledore would have done and dragged him back to his 'loving' horse-faced aunt. And probably obliviated the Black's for good measure.

Harry was so lost in reminiscing on the past two weeks since his and Hayden's birthday that he almost didn't notice the danger right away. He'd just been down to conduct some business transactions within Knockturn Alley and was on his way back to Potter Manor when he sensed the grace of three angels appear around him. Having never felt the sensation before; and Gabriel not for a long time; they only just managed to avoid getting grabbed by two of them. One was wearing a white woman with greying brown hair tied into a neat bun, wearing a dull grey suit. The man was African-American at least six foot two and proportionately muscled and built. He was wearing a construction crew uniform. The last was apparently the leader and his vessel was a middle aged man with short dark hair, dressed in a black suit that was missing a tie and the top two buttons of his dark shirt were undone.

"Gabriel," the leader said and Gabriel recognized him as Philip. He sounded proud "Raphael will be so pleased we've found you," ah, so that's why.

"Really. Well, tell Raphy, that I'm free on Sundays and around 2 on a Tuesday if he wants to drop in for a drink. Afraid I don't quite have time for a chat right now,"

The female laughed "You always were funny, Gabriel. But it's time to be serious,"

"War is brewing in Heaven. The coward Castiel is calling Angels to his cause, trying to rebel against the word of God," the big guy said.

Philip spoke again "With you on our side, Castiel's renegade's will stand no chance. We can restart the apocalypse; let Michael and Lucifer fight, once and for all. As it was written, so it shall be. Join us Gabriel. You will lead us to greatness,"

Harry pursed his lips, before nodding towards the Angels on either side "Noah, Jael," he identified the big guy and the woman, respectively, before turning his attention back to Philip "How'd you find me anyhow?"

"Luck. We were sent to collect vessels to supply Raphael and deny them to Castiel,"

"Good," Harry drawled, "That makes this easier. Any of you wonder whether or not I want the end of all days back on?"

"You would go against our father's word?" Noah asked, hesitant to go against Gabriel. In his mind he was weighing up his options: Gabriel or Raphael. He'd pick Raf. They always did, in the end.

"We have humored him for too long. Take him and lets go," demanded Jael.

Philip glared at her "Gabriel this is your last chance to come with us willingly. We will take you by force,"

Harry let his blade drop fluidly into his hand "You can try,"

The three advanced, blades drawn, and Harry felt one eye (his left) turn gold. Unlike what most would assume, Gabriel and he hadn't split control. That would be confusing. Instead they'd come into perfect harmony. They were in equal control, in complete tandem with each other. They had each others strength's and each others flaws.

Philip lunged and Harry blocked locking his blade with the younger angel. Noah and Jael began to circle him. Harry twisted his blade, following the motion with his arm placing Philip in an arm lock. He shoved Philip away and ducked to avoid Noah's attack and then twisted around Jael's blade and elbowed her in the face.

Philip was back up so Harry swung at him. The Angel jumped back and Harry pivoted to block and deflect a series of strikes from the other two. Philip advanced while Harry's back was turned only to end up taking a roundhouse kick to the face, dazing him long enough for Harry to land a pair of blows against either side of Philips head. Noah tried a downwards arcing slice which Harry easily maneuvered around, in the process slicing Jael's face along the left cheek. As Noah tried a direct jab, Harry jumped and flapped his wings appearing in a downward dive behind Noah. As Harry's feet hit the ground he plunged his blade into Noah's back. But Jael had followed him and as Noah exploded into a burst of light she dragged her blade across Harry's lower back. He surged forward, but Philip stabbed him in the leg.

Harry quickly kneed Philip in the face and rolled forwards, narrowly dodging Jael's would be finishing shot, pulling Philips blade out as he went. As he came up from the roll he flipped the second weapon and held the blade rather than the hilt before throwing it. It flipped through the air before nailing Philip in the throat as he rose from the ground.

Harry turned to Jael. Her eyes widened. She prepared to fly back to Raphael and tell him that Gabriel had killed Philip and Noah but before she could he was right in front of her. She raised her sword, but he grabbed her arm, snapped it and pushed it to the side before driving his blade upwards beneath her ribs. She screamed and from her body erupted a blast of light and wave of power. When Gabriel let her body fall, there were, stretched out on either side of her, two scorch marks depicting a pair of wings.

Harry caught his breath before clicking his fingers. The spilled blood and three bodies disappeared. Checking the grounds and house windows to check if any members of his family had seen the fight on the driveway. Harry had been able to shield the grace explosion that occurred when an angel died so that anyone inside would not see flashes of light from outside the window of feel the burst of energy, but that wouldn't stop anyone from watching it directly.

There were no bystanders, and Harry flew to the front door. As he slipped in, a hand grabbed hi shoulder. He recognized it as James before he sliced it off and even then the thought was tempting.

"And just were, exactly, have you been?" James asked sternly.

Harry had a feeling something might have happened.

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AN: So this originally continued through the stay at the Burrow/Diggory house and Diagon Alley, but it was going on for too long. Part two of this chapter will be up either tomorrow or Wednesday, depending on when I have some time.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed! Cya next time, Yozza Out!