Author's Introduction
This is a crossover of the Harry Potter storyline and TV's Supernatural. These are both properties of their respective owners and I own no part of either of these entities. This is a fan-inspired story about what could have happened after Mr. Potter "killed" Lord Voldemort. This one is only going to be a few paragraphs to start with, then I will continue if anyone is interested.

Chapter 1
As the Dark Lord lay disintegrating on the cobblestone of the courtyard, what little remained of his soul was detached from his body, looking down. A figure approached him from the darkness.
"Who might you be?" Riddle inquired fearfully, weary of the figure's boldness when all others before would cower in his presence.
This figure was wearing a 3-piece suit with a tie that was as black as his eyes. His skin was sunken and mellow, as if he had spent too much time in the sun at a young age.
"My name is Brian. I am what you would call a Reaper, and I am an agent of Death. You have cheated us long enough, Riddle. There is much to discuss."
"But...how? I don't understand. I was supposed to be invincible. No one should have been able to defeat me, and certainly not some young brat with barely any magical experience!"
"He won because you were too ignorant of your own weaknesses. But that is in the past, yes? There are many who need to talk with you about your past actions to cheat both Death and Fate."
And so Lord Voldemort went unwillingly, yearning to go back into his body and kill the Boy Who Lived.

Meanwhile across the Atlantic Ocean, Sam and Dean Winchester were finishing up dispatching a nest of vampires.
"You know, these fangs certainly seemed to have gone willingly", said Sam.
"Well, some of these vamps were approaching their 1200th birthdays, so that might have something to do with it", replied Dean, loading the weapons he was holding into the hidden arsenal of his 1967 Chevy Impala.
"Either way, we've earned ourselves a drink. Let's go to Bobby's?"
"You betcha." Dean felt his phone vibrate. "Speak of the devil, so that he might appear. Yeah, Bobby, go ahead."
"Whatever you idjits just did, you have just kicked up a hornet's nest. There are demonic omens going all up and down both coasts as well as parts of Britain."
"All we did was get rid of a few vamps...Wait, did you just say Britain?"
"Yeah, I have a few contacts in Scotland and Dublin that are saying the monsters there have increased dramatically in the past couple of days. Get your arses back here."
"Yeah we'll be right there in an hour or two."
While on the way to Sioux Falls, Dean says, "It just doesn't make any sense. Why would a nest of low-level vampires in Ramona, South Dakota kick up dust all the way over the pond?"
"I don't know", said Sam, "but I have a feeling like we're both about to be handed a new one."