Demon King Daddy

And seconds later Dean was proven right and the moment of joy was ruined as Castiel quickly drew his angel sword...



And before Dean or Sam could try stop him, he leapt and attacked the black-haired boy.



The tiny hospital room then erupted in complete chaos.



Cas swung his sword downward towards the boy, going for a wounding blow instead of a kill shot. Somehow, the wide-eyed kid managed to dodge to the left just in time to save himself from having his arm sliced open. If the angel had been standing even the slightest bit closer to the boy, there was no mistaking that Harry would of gotten injured.



“WOAH! Wait a second!” The boy yelled, putting both hands out in front of him in a futile attempt to calm trench-coat guy. Castiel just glared coldly and re-angled his sword, now swinging at the boy’s midsection.. He was no longer using wound blows. He was now looking to cause some serious damage.



Bobby then came out of the left and grabbed the boy by the sleeve of his hoody, yanking him forcefully out of the way. This caused Harry to miss the sharp end of Castiel’s sword, but also caused him to go flying and flip ungracefully over the hospital cot. He rolled safely onto the floor on the other side, his arm bracing his fall.



Dean and Sam now both saw what Cas had attempted to do, and both brothers yelled. (“CAS!” “Hey, hey, STOP IT!”) Dean then rushed to restrain the angel, as Sam rushed to help the fallen teenager.



Bobby held on fast to one of the Angel’s arms as Dean grabbed the other while avoiding the sword. Cas immediately started to struggle against their joined hold.



“CAS, WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING?!!” Dean burst in his deep baritone, as he gave the angel a look of rage.



“Remove your hold on my arms this instant!! I do not wish to harm you two.” A pissed-off and self-righteous sounding Castiel growled at the two hunters. They continued to restrain the angel. There was no way they where letting him go.



Sam quickly grabbed the teen, helping him back to his feet. He wrapped his arms around his middle and helped him back up. He nearly froze in shock when he felt just how light the kid actually was.. Even with the hoody on he looked skinny, but Sam could tell as he lifted the boy up that he weighted even less then they first assumed. That was not healthy, and sent up more then one red flag.



“Thanks..” Was all the boy murmured, as he put his feet back on the ground and looked wide-eyed at what was going on. Apparently the trench-coat guy now wanted to kill him… Great. Maybe Harry should start passing out numbers. Or sell raffle tickets. Only one murder attempt ticket, Please… Thank you.



“SAM, Do not allow the boy-child out of your grasp!! HE IS NOT HUMAN!” Sam then froze and paled as the fear that had been in the back of his mind was now forced to the front. Dean and Bobby then looked at one another with the same wide-eyed and shell-shocked look.



It was then that Harry looked down, and saw the sword that was in Castiel’s right hand. He then paled as everything suddenly added up…



“Oh crap, HE’S AN ANGEL! HE’S AN ANGEL!!” Harry said, instantly ducking. He slid out of Sam’s large arms rather easily… causing Castiel to try and use even more force to escape. Harry was in a full panic jumped towards the door. He had done his job, and now his only goal was to get OUT!!!



Unfortunately for him, the door was already closed and locked. Dean had done it before giving Cas the amulet.



Castiel then broke free of the hunters and leap at Harry again… this time, seeming to descend down in a gravity-defying and controlled way…



‘God damned angel wings!’ Harry thought, as he barely missed the angel-sword again.



Sam then came out of nowhere and slammed himself full-forced into Castiel. A full-force football slam. The resounding impact left not only a indent into the hospital wall, but forced Castiel against the wall. Sam then grabbed the sides Castiel’s trench coat, lifted him off of his feet.



In seconds, Castiel was back into being restrained. This time, by a furious Samuel Winchester. Dean gave a double-looked to his brother in shock, before snapping back to reality. He grabbed the silver-like sword away from Cas before he or the kid could slip away again.



Bobby ran over to the boy. He pulled the thin frame behind himself and moved him away from the door. Just because he wasn’t going to let the angel skewer the poor kid didn’t mean that he was going to let him get away just yet… He had some questions of his own to ask, too.



“Release your grip AGAIN, and let me at the boy-child this instant!!”



Sam’s glare hardened even more. He now looked terrifyingly pissed.



“You will not lay a god damned FINGER on him!!” Sam then growled out at the angel, as he tightened his grip on him. The angel then looked into Sam’s eyes with an intense gaze of his own.



“Let me go, Samuel… now.”



“Okay!! Everyone calm down and chill the hell out!!!” Dean said, now gaining everyone’s attention. He then pointed briskly at Bobby with the angel sword.



“BOBBY, keep the kid close and don‘t let him go.”



Dean then turned to Sam, now pointing the sword at him.



“SAM, I don’t know what in the hell is wrong with you, but put a damn lid on it!!”



Dean then turned back to the other side of the room again, this time pointing to the boy that was now hiding behind Bobby.



“KID, quit running around, you’re starting to remind be of a chicken…”



Dean turn lastly to Cas, his face like stone and his tone enraged… He seemed to take exception to Cas attacking the kid more then anything else.



“Cas, quit trying to kill the kid!! Seriously, you’re just freaking him out more!”



Cas only gave Dean an abolishing look. But he then seemed to relax himself to show that he was listening.



“Ok, kid…” Dean then said, turned back towards Bobby and the boy. He set the sword on the hospital wheel-cart, trying to put the kid at ease. “I think it’s only fair that you answer some questions…”



“Do I have a choice?…” Harry said, now looking fearfully at the hunters with a worried look on his face, even Bobby. It was obvious from that, and the way he was holding himself that he was still panicked and ready to run at a moments notice. After years of living at the Dursleys and dealing with Lord Voldermort



“No, not really.” Dean said, shaking his head lightly. “So… First question-”



“What are you, how are hiding and blocking yourself from me, and how did you find Sam and Dean when I used sigils to hide them?” Castiel then burst from his spot, interrupting the conversation. He couldn’t really do much else as he was still being held in place by Sam.



Dean turned and gave a disbelieving look to Cas… “Cas…”



“What?” Cas asked, confused at to what he had done.



“I meant that I was going ask questions… Not you.”



“Oh. I understand now.”



Dean shook his head at Cas’s remark and Sam sighed. He then looked back to the kid, and gave the conversation another try.



“Ok… So how DID you find us?…” Dean said, now looking at the boy again. He had to admit, that was actually the question that worried him the most. If this kid found them even with the sigils, who else could?



“Cas said there was no way angels, demons and all those other things could find me or Sam now… so how did you manage it?..” The green-eyed hunter glared at him. Harry was near hyperventilating.



He heard from his father just how good hunters were. They could read people, tell lies and find information on anything and anyone. He was freaking out. He had to be careful here, and not only make sure he didn’t let out the fact that his father was a demon, and he was a wizard.. But any information on him at all.



“But I wasn’t even looking for you or Sam!! I was just looking for Bobby!!” Harry said, pointing to the hunter directly in front of him. Bobby blinked at the boy, then looked to Dean.



“Well, Why where you looking for Bobby?…” Dean then asked, as Sam pushed Cas back into the wall as he tried to break free again.



“To do what I just did! Put his legs back together… That’s it…”



“Makes sense to me…” Bobby just shrugged. Dean just shrugged back.



“Ok… Question number 2; How are you hiding and.. Er…” Dean then looked to Casteil.



“Blocking his energies…” Castiel offered, as if Sam wasn’t holding him back from attacking the boy they where talking to. Harry raised his eyebrow. Wow, where all angels this odd, or just this one?



“Yeah, ok… How are you hiding and blocking yourself from Castiel?..”



“It’s my magic… My magic is hiding me.” Harry said quickly. It was the truth, and with him helping Bobby with his magic just a few moments ago, he hoped they would buy that explanation and then let it go. If he said it was Demonic magic that was hiding him, he was sure that the angel would try to finish what he started. Harry had enough threats on his life at the moment, thanks.



Dean and Bobby both looked at one another, but this time it was much more serious. They seemed to be commutating silently to one another. As if they where thinking other the possibly together. It was weird and boarding on creepy, even for Harry. But it was then that Castiel seemed to calm, and took a deep breath.



“Oh… I see now.”



Dean and Bobby then both turned and looked at Castiel with raised eyebrows.



“Wait… You see what?..”



“I see what the boy is now…” The angel said as he looked back to Sam “You may release me. I will no longer attempt to harm him.”



“Hell no…” Sam growled out to the angel. Dean once again gave his brother a worrying look. What had gotten in to him?… You think Cas had broken his laptop, started a book-burning or something…



Harry held his breath and grabbed a hold of his wand. He was now teetering close on the edge of the frying pan, over looking the fire below… Oh, Crap.. What did Cas mean when he said he knew what Harry was? Was it a trick so he could attack Harry again? Was he telling the truth and didn’t mind Harry was a half-demon? Did he even really know what Harry was?…



He was beginning to flip out.. He seriously couldn’t trust the angel to not harm him, not after leaping after him to kill him.



“I don’t think that Sam really believes you, Cas.. And I have to say, I don’t believe so ether.. So why don’t you just tell us what he is, and THEN we say if it’s ok to let you go…”



“Very well…. The boy-child is a wizard.”



Bobby, Sam, and Dean all froze. Sam nearly dropped Castiel on the floor, and he looked back and forth from Cas to the kid in question. Harry let out a sigh of relief. He was safe!! They didn’t know he was a Cambion!! And because he didn’t tell them he was a wizard, he was free and clear of any legal problems from the Ministry. Harry relaxed now, but kept his hand near his wand.



“A Wizard?… Are you freaking serious?..” Dean said, as Bobby blinked, and looked back at him in a look between wonder and worry.



Dean then looked over the kid again. Barely 5’4, skinny as a twig, crazy hair, old glasses, sickly, and looking like a frightened kitten in a dog pit. Oh yeah.. The kid just screamed ’mystical…’



“I assume you have your wand with you?” Castiel asked. Harry nodded, and quickly pulled out his wand, showing it to the room. Dean’s jaw hit the floor, and Bobby finally relaxed.



“Dude.. He seriously have a magic wand?..”



“I’m not dignify that with a response…” Harry said, as he shook his head, and put his wand back in his hoodie pocket.



“Sammy, let him go” Dean order. Sammy then placed Castiel back on his feet. Castiel just fixed his trench coat as if nothing had happened. Harry raised an eyebrow. Dean then turned to Cas and flung his arm towards the kid in frustration.



“You’re telling me he is… what? Gandalf’s Grandkid?… Look at him, Cas, HE‘S A STICK!!”



“He may only be a stick as you say, but he was born with a magical core.. And with that can access energies and can manifest them to his will. Now that I am aware of this I have no desire to harm him.”



“And the part about him being… Non-human?… Kinda important..” Dean added. He really wasn’t going to let that fact go so easy.



“It is not uncommon for wizards or witches to mate with magical creatures and bear offspring…” Cas explained.



Dean couldn’t stop himself from making a face. Sam also looked a bit unease about that bit of information, but Harry was sure that it had to do with the demon Ruby more then it had to do with Harry. For some reason he felt the need to add on to the angel’s words.



“I’ve meet a Half-giant and Half-Veela in my life.. I think one of my Professors is a half-vampire, but I can’t prove it. It‘s not running-of-the-mill, mind.. But it does happen.”



“One more thing; If the boy can just Tap into all these powers, Why would you want to leave him alive?…” Bobby asked. His voice not rude or offensive, but curious. It seemed Bobby wasn’t willing to risk letting Cas back at the boy ether.



“Because wizards, as a whole, stay out of human and creature affairs. They neither harm nor help ether side… They police themselves, and protect there own. They even have there own government. I’ve never heard of a wizard getting themselves involved… At least not until now. ”



“I’m sure the boy-child could explain better… and I must begin my quest.”



“Oh, yeah… God hunt. See ya, Cas-” Before Dean even finished his sentence, there was a flutter of wings, and Cas was gone.



“Um… Yeah.” Dean was now rubbing his head nervously, looking back from Sam to Harry. Obviously looking for something to say. Sam gave Dean a scolding look, and made a waving motion with his hand, obviously telling Dean to get a move on. Dean caved.



“Sorry about Cas, you know.. Trying to kill you. He’s a good angel, But… He just really needs professional help.” Harry couldn’t help but laugh at that. He had to admit, he really did need



“He’s in idjit, Just like you two.” Bobby spat out, as he shook his head, and started for his closet. More then likely for a change of clothes.



Harry couldn’t help but laugh at that. “Don’t worry about it, mate… He’s not the first one to try and do me in… Actually, after a while you just kind of get used to it...”



It was then that Sam relaxed, and turn back to the group. Harry meet the mans eyes and gave him a small but grateful smile. The guy had just bowled over an angel for him… That put him high up on Harry’s list. The tall guy then gave a smiled back and nodded wordlessly.



It was then that the soft sound of ‘The Moonlight sonata’ then played from Harry’s back pocket. Harry’s eyes suddenly when wide and terrified.



“Oh, Hell! I‘m dead!” Harry squeaked as he grabbed for the cell phone at lightening speed.



“Whats this?.. An angel attacks and you’re cool, but a phone rings and you’re dead?” Sam asked, raising his eyebrow. Harry flipped open his phone, and pressed the talk button before the song ended. He put it right to his ear.



“Hello, Father…” Harry answered into the cell phone with a wince. Sam froze at that pronouncement, and Dean winced in sympathy.



‘Harry…’ His father’s articulated voice then growled from the other side of the line… Harry winced again. He could tell just from the tone and how he held out the vowels that his father was ticked… and he was in for it..



Crap…



Harry couldn’t bring himself to say anything to his father in return. He was doomed. Death sentence pending, guilty as charged… He had broken rule number 1.



~If you don’t get home in any less then five seconds… I swear to god, I will POP into that room, hell-bent and fury-all, Drag you back KICKING and SCREAMING then promptly return, and start A BLOODY MASSACRE!!!”~



(A/N: Is it just me, or does Crowley threating a massacre for Harry not coming home on time actually seem like something he would do?… Food for thought.)



All of the color washed from Harry’s face as he listened to his father. Sam gave Harry a worried look, as Dean now chuckled, somehow knowing the ‘getting chewed out by dad’ vibe all to well.



~“DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!!”~



“I’m on my way! Leaving now! Be there soon!” Harry then rambled as he started gathering his magic and will together. He had to get home, and get home now, and it still took a few seconds to gather the energy. He couldn’t just vanish in a instant like his father and Cas just yet.



~“Oh.. And Harry?”~ Crowley ended at the end.



“Yes, Father?”



~“You’re grounded…”~ **Click**



Harry gulped as closed his phone, and turned to the Winchesters. Looking into the gentle and worried face of Sam, and the amused and snickered face of Dean.



“Ok, well… I have to get home. Like.. Right now. My cell is 555-6384. Call me if you need me. BYE!”



Any before either Sam or Dean could stop him, Harry willed his magic to move and vanished home.



Time to face the music..