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I do not own Harry Potter or Supernatural, if I did I would have more money and no student loans. I have the latter one and lack the other because I have the latter.

This is a challenge from Gabriel Herrol on use Google or the search to find it.

Harry is a girl in this story read if you want to if not thank you any away.

Thanks to Pazed1881 for editing.

Challenge: A supernatural Hermit Part 1

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"Bobby where is the remote?" Dean asked.

"Someplace you or your brother won't find it; you two have been here for weeks now. Why haven't you gone hunting?" I asked more like demanded. They had been driving me nuts and one of them had drunk my last beer.

"There hasn't been a hunt or any sign of a seal in weeks. It is like the supernatural and others have gone on a holiday," Sam said as he came into the room and from the size of his sandwiches he had got the last of lunchmeat too. I growled at that before leaving for my office; it did not take me long to get those files. They where old, cold and mostly dead but they would get them out of my house for a while.

"Here go deal with these; they're hunts I couldn't do because I had to save one Winchester or another," I told them, making them wince. "That large file is one even your Daddy failed to solve; there is something about the place," I said as I shoved them out the door. I had already packed and loaded their gear. And to make sure they could not come back in I locked the door.

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Dean's point of view.

"Did that just happen?" I asked.

"Yes; he even locked us out and from the bags in the back he packed for us too," Sammy said as he ate his sandwich. I snatched the other one from the plate and though he said nothing he gave me a small glare. Hours later we had checked into a hotel for the night so that we could go over the files. It came clear that a lot of the files had to with the same old man who seemed to be looking for something or someone.

"Why are you looking for Albus Dumbledore?" asked a voice making both of us jump. No matter how many times I have asked Cas not to do that he does it anyway. I was starting to think he did it on purpose.

"Damn it Cas! How many times have I told you not to do that," I snapped at him.

"Wait, you know who this is?" Sam asked holding up the only picture we had of the old man. Two hours later and with some cheap alcohol Cas finished telling us about mages.

"Do we need to gank him?" I asked.

"No he is a harmless old man looking for a myth. Mages keep to themselves mostly and when they harm those without the gift other mages take care of them," Cas said with a odd smile.

"So they have magic and there is no deal involved?" I asked.

"Yes but their magic is very different from that of the witches you have ganked before. In fact a mage will kill a lot of the same things you do. Save for the werewolves and vampires which are nothing like the ones you have hunted in the past," Cas said.

"Are there books on this and what myth is he looking for?" Sam asked. I smiled at that; trust him to ask about books. It was one love he had not outgrown from his childhood but what shocked me was that Dad had kept most of his books in storage along with a lot of our childhood things. Cas said he would try and get us some books. It took him longer to tell us about the Boy-Who-Lived myth.

"So the old dude is looking for someone about my age to off this other mage all because of a fake prophecy?" I asked after he told us all he knew about the myth.

"Yes but the other mage is in the deepest parts of hell and will never leave," he said.

"What if he became a demon?" I asked knowing that was the easiest way out of hell.

"Riddle cannot become a demon there are sins even demons do not like and Riddle committed the greatest of all sins," Cas said.

"And what is that?" I found myself asking.

"He split his soul with the intent of cheating death," Cas said with a shudder. Both Sam and I took a drink at that. And to my shock Cas filled my glass back up and took himself one too.

"Shit man I did not realize that could be done," I said, still a little shocked at what he had just done.

"When it happens it is always with mages. Most are put down quickly by other mages but Dumbledore prevented Riddle's death. Even my brothers and sisters do not know what happened that night Riddle was killed," Cas said.

"Thanks for telling us. What did you come here for anyway? And can you tell us anything about this file?" I asked. Cas flipped though the file and zoned out for a few seconds.

"No. I asked my siblings to look into it. Father sent us a message that he was sorry for his actions and leaving. He said he would deal with Lucifer and Michael. That any angel on Earth was given the choice to return home or learn what it was like to be human," Cas told us. I felt oddly sad when he said this. Even though he was a pain at times I knew I would miss him.

"So you came to say goodbye," Sammy said.

"No, I came to stay with you two. I wish to learn what it is like to be human and I know Dean will be the best at teaching me. He raised you after all," Cas told Sammy. I blushed at that.

"That's great man," I said. I was relieved that he would not be going back.

"Most of my siblings have chosen to stay on Earth too. Father says my new vessel will be better suited to my new life," Cas told us.

"Wait, new vessel? What will happen to the one you are in now?" I asked.

"I asked father to make me a vessel so that Jimmy could return home to his family. I took him home before coming here; this vessel will change as I rest in the next few weeks to be the body father made for me," Cas said as his stomach growled.

"Lesson one about being human is you need to eat," I told him.

"Father told me that too. He also said sleep and sex were good for the soul. I do not understand one thing he told me though; maybe you could clear it up for me," Cas said. I blushed a little at that.

"What is that?" Sammy asked sporting his own blush.

"To hoard the toilet paper," Cas said. I did not understand it but saw that Sammy was writing it down. One should take note of any advice given from God as it didn't come all that often. After ordering in we got to work on the files and with Cas's help we were able to sort them out. Most of the files had to do with Mages. It seems until their core settled they were prone to bouts of accidental magic. Only one or two of the files were about things that needed killing and those had already been dealt with. The large file was something we would have to look into ourselves. Cas had even asked his brothers. It was odd watching him zone out. He told us his brothers and sisters knew nothing about the land. He also told us that was very odd and he wished to learn more so he could share the information as he told us it could not be seen from heaven.

"I think we have a case then," I said and Sammy nodded. It took three weeks to reach the closest town to what had been called the Hidden Forest. I think we would have reached the town sooner if not for the stops we ended up making for Cas. Cas had told us his vessel would change to fit better with his new life. I found it odd that he did not find it odd he had changed into a woman. But he had told us many times before that angels had no real gender.

"So now what?" Cas asked as we parked in front of a diner.

"First we get some food then we find a place to stay," I said as I got out of the car.

"It might take a while; rumors about these woods date back for a while," Sammy said. I knew he had been looking into the woods when we stopped at night.

"How long?" I asked.

"I have found records starting back in 1812 and you know there is likely more in the local library," he said as he sat down.

"Have you found anything on your end?" I asked Cas who frowned.

"No and the others are worried about this too. They have never noticed they could not see these woods and some parts of the town as well, now that they have looked closer. They have tasked me with looking into the town," she told us.

"That is just like them to sit back and let others do the work for them," I said. They both nodded.

Two weeks later we had not found that much on the woods; in fact we were still going through the files we had gotten from the library. "I might have something," Sammy said as he was fixing his tie. He must be going with the FBI agent ruse, it often worked really well.

"Good luck," I called from Cas's room where we were looking over the files. He just stuck his hand in the doorway and waved at us before heading out of our room. Once I had enough of the files that were not helping I spent the next few hours teaching Cas a little more about various television shows.

"Seeing as Sammy won't be back do you want to go out and get something to eat?" I asked.

"I find the thought of going out with you pleasant. If we have time when we return do you think we could have sex?" Cas asked. I blushed but said nothing as I did not know what to say. I had thought about it more than once even before the change.

As we ate our ice cream I was amazed at everything this town had. "The ice cream is good," Cas said as we walked. The restaurant staff had told us that the ice cream shop across the street had the best homemade treats. I was a little surprised to hear that but it turned out to be true and they had a lot of flavors. I told Cas we would come back to find a favorite flavor.

"I think Sammy will be having sex tonight too," Cas said making me choke on my icy treat. A woman tsked and pulled her child along down the street and I heard the kid asking what sex was before they turned the corner. I covered Cas's mouth so she could not answer the kid's question.

"Cas you shouldn't say something like that in public. Some people will act oddly at that," I told her. She frowned. "Look I just don't want people thinking badly of you and they will if you speak like that in public is all," I said and she smiled at me.

"Now what do you mean about Sammy?" I asked. She just pointed to the restaurant across the road. It seems Sammy had told us a little white lie about information gathering. Well good on him, he needed some time to be normal.

"Come on let's head back we all need some down time. This forest has been around for years and nothing bad seems to come out of it," I said.

"Sure. Dean when we get back can we still have sex?" she asked softly. I sighed at her question. Sure I liked sex and I knew I had a lot of one nighters but I could not bring myself to do that to Cas. I did not know what we had but I liked where it was going and we did not have to have sex to get there. I would tell her that when we got back to the room hoping she would stay with me after that.

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Sam's point of view

"So what brings you to town?" Aurora asked as the waitress left with our orders.

"My brother and a friend of ours came to do some research on a local myth for a friend," I told her. She frowned before asking what myth. "The one about the forest. Our friend and our dad was looking into it before he died and I guess we want to finish what he started," I told her. She smiled at that.

"I can understand that; but why just the forest? There are a lot of myths about our town," she said.

"Really? Can you tell me some of the myths?" I asked knowing they more than likely tied into the woods somehow.

"Many say that the local book store is run by a werewolf. The best one is about the girl and the grim. Oh and the fairy lights at Christmas time, they say if you know where to look you will find a tree with them in it."

I made a mental note to look into them later.

"So what have you found out about the woods so far?" she asked as our food was placed before us.

"Everything and nothing at the same time, it is very odd and frustrating," I told her making her laugh.

"Well I can tell you what I learned in school," she told me. I was shocked at that.

"Wait you study it in school?" I asked a little confused; it was a myth.

"You're thinking why study a myth in school right?" she asked. I nodded at that. "While it is a myth it is part of the town's history. Our town was founded around the forest," she told me.

"This small town?" I asked. It was then she explained the North, South, East and West parts of the town, and there being patches of woodland and farmland in between the major parts of the town. "I didn't realize the town was that large," I told her.

"Most don't. As I said large parts of the town are broken up and each part of the town is different. Also you cannot reach the other parts of town without getting on the interstate unless you are willing to take a long walk," she told me as the bill was placed on the table.

"She didn't even ask if we wanted dessert," I said looking at how much this was going to cost me.

"Janie knows me and knows that I am going to take you to the best ice cream shop in the East," she told me.

"A little late for ice cream; will the shop even be open?" I asked.

"I thought you were a nice guy. It is never too late for ice cream and it is open until one am," she told me.

"I like ice cream, I had it all too often growing up when my brother fed me pie. If a restaurant has pie he will get it," I told her. She smiled at that.

"You should take him to Ms. Hattie's. It is a bakery in the north part of the town. She makes the best pies in my opinion. She has a few awards for them even," she told me as we walked in the ice cream shop.

"Hey Jim I want Buzz-bug in a waffle cone," she told the assistant.

"So what is good?" I asked as Jim got to work on her order.

"Everything," she told me. Jim allowed me to try all the flavors and I ended up with dipped strawberries in a cone after being told it tasted like a chocolate covered strawberry.

"Is there a story behind the reason this place is open so late?" I asked.

"The mayor," Jim told me before telling Aurora she was going to be off in the land of frozen honey ice cream.

"I am not and you let your sister push you around too much," she said from across from me.

"I do not, she just said it would be a good idea and she was right like most times. The local store doesn't stock ice cream as people come here to get it or they put in an order for what they want," Jim said. They both took the time to explain how when the mayor was pregnant she had cravings for toffie-nut ice cream. And would send her husband out to get it; how the poor man had gotten it at the store only to be sent out to wake Jim and get some from his store as she wanted his ice cream.

After ice cream I walked her back to her car and was a little shocked she rode a motorcycle. "It was my dad's, he left it to me when he died. My godfather made sure I knew how to drive it and a stick shift. When I turned sixteen my grandfather got me this old junker that we're still fixing up," she told me.