We Fight Like Hell

A Harry Potter and Supernatural Crossover Story

Chapter Two

Author Note/Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the show Supernatural; the talented Eric Kripke created it. He's so awesome! The characters and anything that may be mentioned in this story is created by J.K. Rowling. The only thing I own is the original characters and the additions of some of the plot.

Pairings: Harry Potter/?, Dean Winchester/?, and Sam Winchester/?

Setting(s): Pre Season 1 of Supernatural. Post Season 1. AU in some areas. Takes place through out the season of Supernatural with a few new hunts.

Summary: Everything he thought he knew had been a lie. His parents didn't die when he was a year old. He wasn't the Boy – Who – Lived, The Chosen One. There was no such thing as magic. Harry James Potter was written off as criminally insane and locked away at seventeen years old when he began to speak of magic and supernatural creatures. He was to be forgotten forever.

Until Now.

Strange things were starting to occur. Unexplainable incidents Harry couldn't control and caused by accident. Harry had been, for years, telling of Demons, Spirits and other Supernatural Creatures and that magic he swore existed, that there was a whole another world hidden from the 'Muggles'. The Doctors and Nurses deemed he would never be sane again and assumed he'd never see the outside of his white padded room.

Until One Night.

A sudden attack occurred, killing all but one.

Rating: NC-17 or M at times

Warnings: Violence, Strong Language, Adult Situations, Graphic Sex (Maybe), Alcohol Abuse, Mention/Show of Martial Abuse, Mention/Show of Child Abuse, Drug Abuse, Mention of Drug Abuse, Murder, Suicide, Rape, Kidnapping, Nudity, Fights, Torture, Slash (Male/Male and Female/Female), Demonic Possession, Supernatural Hunting, History Facts, Harry Potter AU, Bar Fights, ect.

Song: Bring Me Down by Pillar

October 31st, 2005

Lightening flashes as thunder boomed through the small city. Dark storm clouds swirled and twisted as rain harshly poured down from the heavens. Wind hollowed and whistled through the deserted streets. A dark figure outside a window, the dim yellow glow of light seeped through the blinds, creating enough light to see part of the figures face. Bright, electric, verdant green eyes that held a dark look to them, stared into the apartment silently. His head tilted to the side as he listened in on the conversation happening between the couple.

A young blonde woman, dressed in a sexy nurses outfit came walking into the room from where he stood outside. "Sam!" The woman hollered as she turned into the hallway. "Get a move on would you? We were supposed to be there fifteen minutes ago." She stated as she looked to the bathroom door that was open, allowing bright light to spill out into the hallway.

"Do I have to?" Sam questioned, his head peeking out from the bathroom with a puppy-eyed look on his face.

"Yes!" She exclaimed, throwing her hands up. "It'll be fun." Jesse replied as she gave her boyfriend a beautiful smile. "And where is your costume?" She demanded as he stepped out into the hallway, dressed in a pair of blue jeans, black t-shirt with a green long sleeved shirt and brown jacket over it.

"You know how I feel about Halloween." Sam stated, ducking down he gave his girlfriend a sweet kiss before pulling away.

The dark figure out the window held a cold look across his features. His usually bright green eyes were dark as he watched silently in the shadows. It was sickening how sweet and loving this couple was. He watched as the couple left the apartment, flicking the lights off before locking the door. "Like that could stop me." He murmured in a melodious and smooth voice. With no other words, he disappeared. As if he wasn't there in the first place.

November 3rd 2005

The dark figure watched with interest as the two most well known hunters argued between each other. It looked like little Sammy didn't want to go back into the hunting business. It also looked like big bad John Winchester had picked up the trail. "What an interesting turn of events." He murmured to himself softly, as to not be heard by the hunters below him from where he stood upon the building.

"I was beginning to wonder when these two would come to an understand and Sam would finally leave. It gets rather annoying waiting patiently for something like this to happen." He grumbled in annoyance. Raven black, soft, hair fell into his eyes, making his eyes become covered in shadows. Lips twisted into a half smile as he looked down at the two male figures. He watched silently as little Sammy disappeared back into the apartment. The figure slowly walked to the very edge of the building and stepped off. He fell quickly towards the ground before stopping himself inches from the fire escape. He gently landed upon the grate. The young man turned to look into the window and watched as Sam Winchester and Jessica speak to each other.

Sam Winchester quickly stuffed his clothes and necessities into his bag as he tried to pack as swiftly as he could. He hurriedly stuffs some of his weapons into his bag before Jessica can see. "So wait…you're leaving?" She questioned in confusion. Her usually expressive hazel blue eyes glistened in the bedroom light as she stared at her boyfriend. "Is this about your dad? Is he alright?"

"Yeah he's fine. Just a little family drama." Sam replied. He stepped around the bed and grabbed other clothes from the drawers in the dresser.

"Your brother said he was on some kind of hunting trip." Jess sat on the bed, watching as Sam rummaged in one of the drawers and comes out with a couple of shirt that he stuffed into the duffel.

"Oh, yeah, he's just deer hunting up at the cabin, he's probably got Jim, Jack, and José along with him. I'm just going to go bring him back." Jess gave a frown at her boyfriend before giving a sigh.

"What about the interview?" She inquired.

"I'll make the interview. This is only for a couple days." He replied softly, giving his girlfriend a calm reassuring smile. Sam goes around the bed. Jessica gets up and follows.

"Sam, I mean, please." She called out, stopping Sam in his place. He turned and looked at his girlfriend. "Just stop for a second. You sure you're okay?" Jess inquired worriedly.

Sam gives a little laugh that shows just how not fine he is. "I'm fine. You have nothing to worry about." He reassured.

"It's just...you won't even talk about your family. And now you're taking off in the middle of the night to spend a weekend with them? And with Monday coming up, which is kind of a huge deal." Jessica stated, gnawing on her bottom lip as she crosses her arms over her chest.

"Hey. Everything's going to be okay. I will be back in time, I promise." Sam leans forward and gives her a kiss on the cheek before he leaves.

"At least tell me where you're going!" She hollered out after him. Sam gives his girlfriend a little wave before disappearing out the door.

Jessica sat silently on the couch of the apartment living room she and Sam lived in. Her dark blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, her face deep in thought. Her legs sat pulled up to her chest, her arms wrapped around her leg. Her expressive eyes stared across at the light cream painted wall. A hand grabbed her shoulder, causing the young woman to scream and jump. Turning she came face to face with her and Sam's best friend. "Oh…Harry. You scared me." Jess gasped out. Her hand was placed against her chest as she looked at her friend with a soft smile.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you. I called your name. But you didn't hear me, I guess." Harry replied with a soft smile. Jess felt an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach as she stared into his dark eyes. She saw a glimmer of insanity reflecting in them.

"Harry…are you all right?" Jessica questioned slowly, quietly. As if she was talking to a dangerous animal. She stood up from the couch and walked around the table, putting a little distance between the two of them.

A slightly crazed smile crossed his lips as he looked across at Jess. "Oh…I'm just dandy Jessie." He stated with a bright smile gracing his lips. "I just feel…relieved." He murmured with a dark chuckle escaping his lips.

"Harry…" She murmured softly. Her voice hitched as he moved around the close and towards her. Jessica stumbled back, her back hitting the shelves up against the wall. "What…what's wrong with you?" The young blonde whispered with tears glistening in her eyes. Harry gave a kind, gentle smile at her as he finally stopped walking before her. The sound of a 'shrink' echoed in the silent apartment as a short narrow dagger appeared in his hand. "Harry…" She trailed off again, her voice catching in her throat as she looked at her best friend.

"Oh Jess, Jess, Jess." Harry gave a small tsk as he leaned forward. His mouth pressed against her ear as he spoke softly. "Do you know why I ever became friends with you? Why I met little Sammy Winchester? Why I got the two of you together?" He inquired in a soft tone. Jessica gave a whimper, her body shuttered at the feel of his hot breath against her ear.

"No…why?" She whispered in a shaky voice. Hazel blue eyes stared in dark green. The smile that graced his face caused chills to shoot down her back.

"Because…you're part of the greater schemes of things." Harry whispered with a small chuckle releasing from his throat. "With your death. Little Sammy will want revenge and will slowly change and become the person we want him to become." He stated with a bright smile as he leaned back. His hand slowly traced her pale cheek that dripped with tears. "Aw…don't cry. You're going to a better place. Into the in between. Lovely place…really." He chuckled in a sinister way.

Jessica stood frozen with fear before shaking her head. She raised her knee and kicked Harry in the stomach. He grunted, leaning over as he held his stomach. Jess quickly rushed out of the living room and towards her bedroom. "Come out and play Jess! I just want to get this over with!" He hollered out with dark humor. Jessica choked back a sob as she stumbled into her bedroom. She slammed the door shut and leaned up against it. Pushing away from the door she rushed towards the bedroom window and tried to unlock the door.

"Come on!" Jessica sobbed, as the window wouldn't release. It remained stuck, for some unknown reason.

"Oh Jessica!" The mocking voice sang as boots thumped against the wooden floor. Harry stopped before the bedroom door and kicked it. It remained unmoved. He rolled his eyes and sighed heavily in exasperation. With a flick of his fingers, the wooden oak door swung open and slammed against the door. Jessica screamed and stumbled in the corner.

"Harry…please." She sobbed as he slowly sauntered into the room without a care in the world. His head tilted forward, his face a mask of amusement. His eyes flickered a bright, eerie yellow-gold as he stared at the girl before him.

"Harry's not here right now. Never has been Jessica." Harry replied. His eyes remained the strange yellowish gold color. Jessica leaned against the wall. Her heart pounded painfully in her chest as her breath continues to catch in her throat as it tightened from fear.

"Wha – what?" Jessica stammered out with wide fearful hazel blue eyes. "I – I don't…" She shook her head. Her head felt dizzy and lightened.

"Poor, poor Jessica. She just doesn't understand what's going on does she?" Harry inquired with a click of his tongue on the ruff of his mouth. His hand rose and flung to the left, causing Jessica to fling to the other side of the room with a scream. He stopped her from hitting the wall and held her in the air with a thoughtful look. "Do you want to know why this is happening?" He taunted. An odd noise escaped her throat as the tight pressure on her neck increased, making it difficult to breath. "Of course you do." He answered for her.

"This is happening because well, little Sammy is a hunter. And not that kind of animal hunter." He corrected when he saw the look on her face. "This kind of hunter is one that hunts Supernatural creatures. Like ghosts, goblins, vampires, ect. All of these hunters are rather pathetic really. Poor pitiable hunters start hunting because they loose loved ones." He paused. "That kind of rhymed." He murmured with a bright smile. "I do love rhyming. Such a fun thing to do."

Jessica stared at her insane friend, no, he wasn't her friend, and he was some demon or something possessing him. Disbelief shinned in her eyes. "Anyways. That's what Sammy, his brother Dean and big bad Johnny Winchester do for a living. Hunt and kill things. Doesn't that just make you all warm and fuzzy inside?" He rhetorically inquired with a laugh. "This is happening because we have big plans for him. Not as big as for me of course, but big enough."

Harry slammed the young blonde against the wall. Releasing the pressure against her neck he held her there with a thoughtful look. "You really are beautiful. Sammy was so lucky to have you, for a short time anyways." He stated with a smile.

"Please…Harry…I'm…I'm your…friend." Jessica begged in a hoarse voice as she gasped and sobbed in pain.

"Didn't I just tell you that Harry doesn't exist?" 'Harry' stated with an exaggerated sigh and roll of his yellow-gold colored eyes. "Friend? Please hunny, you were never my friend. Neither was little Sammy. All you two were…little toys." He stated with a smile across his lips. With his hand he raised the knife up in the air and allowed it to float over to where Jessica stood pinned across the wall by force. With a slight twitch of his fingers he adjusted the knife and pushed it against her stomach. A red gash slowly began to form as it spread across her stomach. She tried to scream, but no sound would escape her sudden tight throat. She grunted and groaned in pain as the gash burned.

Yellow-gold eyes turned back to verdant but were a darker green than usual as they stared at the young girl across from him pinned to the wall. He held out is hand, allowing the knife to fly back into it. Fingers grasped the daggers handle as he stared down at the glimmering red liquid on the shinny silver blade. "Did you know…that this would destroy little Sammy?" Harry stated as he plopped down on the bed.

"Harry!" A voice cried out suddenly in the room. Harry's head snapped up and quickly searched the room with wariness.

"I told you before you despicable thing, Harry isn't here." 'Harry' hissed out with aggression.

"So very naughty to take my little boy away." The voice stated mockingly, with an underline of anger in its voice echoed in the room. Harry released an annoyed growl from his throat.

"I don't give a damn." He snapped angrily.

"Such anger for something of the like of you." The voice cackled in amusement only the creature could understand. "You will give me my little boy back." The voice ordered firmly.

"You will get your toy when I'm finished with him." He grumbled. 'Harry' warily stood from the bed. Bright green eyes traced the room's shadows with a darkness shinning in his eyes. He could face hunters, demons and other Supernatural Creatures. It was just the in between creatures he had a hard time dealing with.

"I'm hurt Azazel! We could be such good friends." The dark voice held a tint of dry amusement.

"We will never be friends." Azazel looked back to Jessica. He had almost forgotten she was there. With a squint of his eyes, the pale thin body was slowly pulled up the wall and onto the ceiling, placed above the bed. He looked away from the ceiling and walked over to the bathroom. He kept his head forward, ignoring the mirror that hung above the wall.

Harry/Azazel stopped before the shower and pulled the plastic covering back. Using his other hand he turned the water to hot and left it there and pulled the plastic sheet back to its rightful place. He slowly walked back across the regular sized bathroom. He stopped at the mirror, feeling a compelling need to look at it. Slowly raising his head he gave a sigh of relief when he didn't see the creature there.

It was rather annoying at times having Harry as his host. But that boy's abilities helped him. It made him almost completely invulnerable to those that wanted to kill him, mainly one John Winchester and his son. He blinked and opened his eyes again, looking in the mirror he gave a sound of annoyance at the back of his throat at the creature that stood behind him.

The creature still had blackened skin, looking like it had been burnt to a crisp. Parts of its skin was red and orange, it's veins showing clearly. Blackened scraggly hair fell in a mess over its head, hiding its pointed ears. Black iris's stared into his green eyes from the mirror that reflected the figure only he could see. Where the white should have been, there was bright red, like ruby blood. Its face was blackened and dried out from dehydration along with its red ruby lips.

The hungry smile that crossed its face stared at the revolted and annoyed demon that was possessing his little boy, showing sharp dagger like teeth that where still a yellowish color with bright red gums. It raised a crisp black hand, nails were long and sharp, like little daggers, its hand stopped on the man's shoulder and dug its nails into his shoulder.

Azazel's/Harry's shoulder stung as the nails pushed through his clothes and into his skin, causing small incisions that began to pool over with blood. "You best make sure my little boy stays safe." The creature hissed out dangerously.

"He'll be fine. He's what keeps me best protected. Of course I won't let my host get hurt." Azazel hissed back with a flash of yellow/gold eyes. "If he gets hurt than I technically loose my best shot at staying alive." He stated with a sneer. He froze at the sound of a front door opening and closing. Cursing he slipped to the shadows and disappeared back out onto the fire escape.

"Jess!" Sam called out loudly from within the apartment. He dropped his bag beside the bedroom door. He gave a small happy sigh as he stepped into the bedroom. Seeing the bathroom door cracked open, allowing bright light to seep through and hearing the water on, Sam shrugged and collapsed onto the bed on his back. His eyes closed as he twitched in his position. Harry watched with amusement as Sam had yet to release what happened to his precious girlfriend.

Sam twitched as a droplet of liquid fell upon his forehead, quickly followed by another. His eyes flickered open and he gasped out in shock at what he saw. He stumbled back on the bed. "Jess!" With that scream, Harry lightly snapped his fingers, causing Jessica to combust into flames.

Dean Winchester suddenly burst into the bedroom. The older brother grabbed the younger brother and pulled him out of the room screaming as he continued to call out Jessica's name. With his job done, Harry disappeared in the shadows.

"How did it go father?" A silky voice inquired from behind him. Azazel, with Harry's exquisite verdant eyes turned around to face the female figure sitting upon a chair near the desk.

A cheerful smile crossed the young man's lips as he looked at his daughter. "Very well. Before we know it, little Sammy Winchester will be back to hunting and then our plans can begin." Azazel remarked with a dark smile.

"Good. This is very good, right father?" The blonde haired demon questioned from her position. Her eyes were a warm hazel color as she looked up to the much taller man.

"Yes, Meg, it is." Azazel replied. "Where are your brother and the others?" He questioned curiously as he sat down lazily upon another chair in the large conference like room.

"Avian is out looking for another host. And the others are doing whatever you ordered then to." Meg stated in reply as she brushed the blonde hair out of her face with a bored sigh. She wore a pair of tight blue skinny leg jeans that were covering black leather boots. A red and blue shirt covered her upper half with a leather black jacket over that.

Azazel wore a pair of loose fitting blue jeans that had a washed out look on front of it. Dark brown biker boots covered his feet, with the jeans only showing the tips of the boots. A black shirt covered his chest and he too wore a black leather jacket. Young Harry fit the description of what a hunter would look like. "Hmm. Good. Now Meg, I need you to do something for me." He stated. Harry's voice was melodious and smooth and flowed from his lips like honey and water.

"And what would that be father?" Meg questioned in curiosity. A smile of dark amusement crossed his lips as his eyes flashed sinister yellow-gold.

"I'm glad you asked."

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