Warning!! Suggestive themes, language, sexual innuendo (sexual comments or jokes), crude humor, inappropriate jokes, and failed attempts at humor, OOCness, DeanxHarry

Disclaimer!! Tainted Snow Roses does not own either Harry Potter or Supernatural

Summary!!! Dean and Sam never expected the guy they picked up on the road to be a hunter but not your regular hunter a demon hunter. They had never met the likes of this demon and wonder if they finally met their match. However, instead of bringing them to his master like on orders his curiosity gets the better of him and he stays to examine them. Cass sticks close to their side having run into this particular demon before and Dean cant help but wonder…If he has a demon on his left shoulder and a angel on his right…How was is suppose to explain the sudden feelings rushing up for the demon?

Author's Note!!! I know I know. I should not be working on this while I have other fics waiting but I wanted to try out an idea I had. This is like a test chapter to see what can of response I get to it. Depending on the responses I get I might continue it only after I finish 'Help, I'm alive' cause I need to think about the first few chapters of the sequel before I start it. Also I'll need to come up with a good name for it. So here's a new crossover fic from me and I hope you all enjoy it. Please review since it is a test chapter and I want to know if I should continue it or not.

"Blah" Talking

'Blah' Thoughts

Flash back

Demon dialect/Latin speech

Angel on my right shoulder, Devil on my left

Turn the world around

Scream out your thoughts

Watch as the world crumbles

It's never your fault

Sing me praise

Shower me with love

I'll welcome you into my arms

This harbinger of death

Prologue-When it begins it ends

It was entertaining to me, even amusing to a point. My master, the all powerful and all beautiful Lucifer, Satan, the devil or whatever the human's called him was fidgeting. He was fidgeting like a five year old waiting for a monster to jump out his closet. I could taste the delicious fear rolling off of him but I kept my mouth shut and kept that little tidbit to myself. Though my master could be sympathetic and kind to his subjects and of course his favorite, me, but cross him in anyway or point out his slightest weakness and you will rue the day. As I liked to say, you crossed him and any demon would wish that they had not crawled out of the dark tantalizing sulfur and brimstone they were made from. However, that was not the point, the point was that my master was scared…Of a pair of annoying humans no less. But now that I think about it those pesky human hunters has been causing a lot of trouble for us in hell. My attention was brought back to my current situation when my liege addressed me.

"My precious little hunter I have a task for you."

I felt a slow fanged smile stretch across my face as I knelt on one knee and bowed low before him. You see, I'm a very special breed of Demon made by my liege's crafty hands. Just as there were human hunters there were Demon hunters. We were powerful in hell but every demon and supernatural creature feared my kind in the human realm where we ruled. We were created from lava, brimstone but most deliciously the blood and screams of the tormented souls here. It was…Pleasing to say the least to know of all our lord's creations we hunters were his favorite and of all the hunters I was his favorite. He denied me nothing and I bent solely and loyally to his will alone. I was the fiercest hunter and the most feared and I relished in it. Licking my lips in wonder I thought about if my liege would let me hunt those pitiful and troublesome hunters. Though I did not care for many of my kith or kin they were still family in a way and those hunters were taking them out like flies. It was seriously beginning to piss me the bloody fuck off. Calming my suddenly rising temper I asked,

"And what would you have me do my liege? Who is it you wish me to hunt and kill? Maybe a miserable human witch someone spawned? Or perhaps an incompetent human slave?"

I shuddered in delight as I thought all the inhuman things I could do but I knew what he had called me in for so I waited for his reply. He seemed to consider me with a fond look before he waved me over to him and like a child all to happy to please his father I went to him. Sitting by his feet like a child he ran his hand though my hair playing with it absentmindedly. His fidgeting had ceased when I walked over to him but I could still taste his fear, sweet and powerful. He hummed softly before he said, "It is a special treat I give you…Do you remember me speaking of the Winchester boys?"

I gave him a thoughtful look acting innocent though I already knew before I said, "Thy're the sons of our very own resident…John Winchester."

My lord gave me a cold smile before he replied, "The very ones my pet. I want you to bring the Winchesters to me…"

I gave my liege a feral grin as I got up bowing low and I said, "Whatever you wish my liege."

As I began to walk away he called out to me and I stopped in my tracks. I could feel his probing gaze on me before he said,

"I do not have to tell to kill Dean Winchester…And I should hope I don't have to tell you not to kill Samuel Winchester, my sly little fox."

I pouted slightly and huffed out, "Of course not milord!! He is your vessel after all."

My master chuckled as he murmured softly, "That he is, that he is. Now off with you my pet."

Bowing again I left for my corner of hell and heaved a content sigh. I would miss my home as all Demon hunters do because unlike the other demon's we hunters had been bred to love our home and that we did, dearly. As I gathered what I would need a rustling from behind me alerted me to someone's presence. I slowly and cautiously turned and my gaze met obsidian eyes of my mentor. I gave him a cheeky grin before I said with a teasing lilt,

"So you finally came out of your self induced isolation."

The tall pale demon snorted as he rolled his eyes and said, "No, I merely came to wonder how my predecessor would make a fool of himself this time."

Underneath the annoyance I caught the faint hint of teasing also and grinned at him. My tall greasy haired mentor had been my worst enemy for the first few hell days but after a while I had learned that he only wished to help and his sharp tongue with stinging words was his way of helping. I let a soft chuckle escape my lips as I said,

"I have never made a fool of myself…Not really anyway."

My mentor snorted again through his hooked nose before he sighed and shook his head at me. Pinning me with a stern gaze he said,

"Do not underestimate these human's Kitel."

We all had different names but we used only our code names around each other even in hell because we did not wish someone we did not trust learning our real names. If a human was ever to find out a demon's real name they could summon them and make us do their bidding though if we ever got free we would have vengeance against them. I was brought back from my thoughts once again when my mentor said,

"I do not need to loose anymore kin or kith."

I nodded solemnly for these hunters had been the ones to kill Azazael a feat upon itself. And then the one called Dean…He seemed to have the angels on his side constantly watching over him like hawks. At even the thought of the feather brained imbeciles my lip curled over my sharp fanged teeth in disgust. I had learned to tolerate most angels as much as I hated them but they disgusted me. Everything set and moving towards the cliff near the front of my home I looked back at my mentor with a mischievous glint in my eyes as I said,

"Do not worry about me, Sevvy."

I grinned wickedly as my mentor snarled in annoyance just as I fell backward towards the molten lava. I do so love testing my mentor's nerves and teasing him by calming him such demeaning nicknames. Just as I was getting close to the lava my leathery wings that had been folded close to my back snapped out with a loud crack slowing my fall and a black hole opened engulfing me. I closed my eyes serenely as the cool tendrils of darkness caressed my skin. I found it amusing that the dark and the shadows weren't inherently good nor evil but it soothed me. When I opened my eyes again I was in the human realm, in an alley to be more exact, and my magic caressed my skin like a missed lover. Breathing in deeply and tasting everything around me I suddenly remembered my master's earlier fear of the human's and felt my curiosity surface. I licked my lips tasting the air before I ran my tongue over a fang absentmindedly as I thought about my next move before making a decision. I could worry about the Winchesters later at the moment I had another matter to deal with. Right at that moment I had an angel to find so I could pick a bone with him. I do not care for my prey to be snatched from me whether it be from the depths of hell or the human realm or even the farthest reach of heaven. I do not take kindly to that and neither does Alastair. Beginning to walk towards the crowds that passed the alley way I whispered softly,

"Hello humans, Farewell Winchesters. May the Apocalypse curse you all to hell."

Soon I melded into the crowd and disappeared with no one to notice that something not quite human was amongst them with no leathery wings to out me and no overly sharp nails or teeth. I looked like just the rest of them only more deadly and ruthless. Unlike my kith I did not need to possess a body…I had my own and I always would.

TBC…

A/N!!! So what did you all think? Did you enjoy it? It's a little on the dark side but it needs to be like that to get the story going. This will be the only part of the story in first person since I wanted to experiment but I'm not very good with first person stories so yeah…Anyway please review and tell me what you think. Remember this is just a test to see if this story will take to all of you because I will not write a story that does not entertain all of you my readers. Thank you for checking this story out and I hope if I decide to continue this you will continue reading. Good day to you all ^^!!!