AN: ok so I just discovered this ship yesterday and I love it! Castiel/Harry is so adorable and I just love dean and sam's confusion when they find out about it. totally squeal worthy! anyway so I realized that I had to write one and so this has been in my head. I don't own HP or Supernatural or this would be real. this fic doesn't happen around a certain episode, just after cas shows up in general. Also don't get me wrong, I adore dean, however for this he has to be extra obnoxious. It just has to be done, so I apologize ahead of time. Sorry, but still I hope you enjoy reading this, I certainly enjoyed writing it.

Castiel had been enjoying his afternoon when he had been called, or more like screamed at, by Dean to go to him. So, heeding his charge's request the angel went to the Winchester. Appearing before him in some motel room Castiel stood before Dean, his trench coat waving slightly at the sudden stop of motion after flying. The hunter didn't look very pleased, as usual.

"Jesus Cas, took you long enough. Where the hell were you?" Dean griped, looking grouchy. Castiel sighed to himself.

"I was preoccupied, what is it you summoned me for?" Castiel said in his steady voice. Dean looked taken aback for a second before he collected himself.

"I just wanted to talk to you. I guess I just didn't think you would be busy. Sorry." Dean said grudgingly. Castiel sighed again.

"Well what did you wish to discuss?" The angel asked. Dean looked away, a slight color rising on his face Castiel noticed absentmindedly.

"I was just wondering," Dean said, halting his sentence and futzing with his jacket.

"Wondering what?" Castiel pressed, he had things to do even if his charge didn't believe so.

"I was wondering if you, even with your emotionless angel thing, have ever been in love before?" Dean finished quietly. Castiel was a little startled by the question but he answered nonetheless.

"Well the 'no emotions thing' as you called it is more of guidelines for when dealing with biblical cases. While us angels do tend to be more unaffected by things then other beings we still have emotions, we just have strict rules about how we use them. But yes, I have been in love. I am in love currently." Castiel answered. Dean seemed to be a mix of shocked and relieved.

"Good, because I thought I was the only one." Dean gushed as he moved forward, pressing his lips against the angel's lips. Castiel was frozen with shock, however it quickly went to anger. Pushing the hunter off of him he glared at him.

"What do you think you're doing?" He demanded. Dean looked slightly puzzled.

"But you just said-" He was cut off by Castiel.

"Just because I say I love someone you automatically think I mean you. I don't. You shouldn't assume things like that. You are simply a friend, I apologize if I mislead you in some way however I am sure I did no such thing." Castiel snapped.

"Then who do you love? Me and Sam are the only... Is it Sam? DO YOU LOVE HIM?!" Dean shouted.

"No! That is even more absurd than me loving you! I do not mess with my charges! And as I explained to you earlier I do in fact interact with people aside from you and your brother." Castiel snarled back.

"Well then who is it?" Dean said desperately.

"That information doesn't concern you. Now I'm going to go. Good bye, Dean." Castiel said, disappearing from the room leaving a heartbroken and angry Dean behind.

Appearing back at the apartment he was at before he was called away, Castiel goes toward the bedroom, hoping that his lover would still be there. Opening the door he was relieved to see him still laying there, waiting for him to return.

"Hello Harry." Castiel said, as he shed his trench coat and started taking off the rest of his vessel's clothing.

"Hey Cas, what happened to make you so upset?" Harry inquired, as always knowing something was bugging the angel.

"Dean was under the impression I felt the same for him as he does for me. He kissed me and was surprised when I was upset." Castiel explained. Harry being Harry didn't get angry after finding out someone kissed his longtime lover, neither did he jump to conclusions and start shouting. He just sat there calmly and waited for Castiel to finish explaining. His rationality was one of the reasons that Castiel loved him so.

"He had asked me if I loved anyone, so I told him yes, he just assumed that I loved him. He and his brother seem to think I only see them, that I don't spend time with anyone else. It is quite frustrating after a while."

"Well as long as he understands you aren't interested then it should be ok. Don't worry love, I'll protect you." Harry reassured his angel. Castiel smiled.

"Of course you will, I can always count on you." Castiel said, climbing into bed beside his beloved. Harry Potter, the Master of Death, Savior of the Wizarding World, the Boy-who-Lived, the Chosen One, was Castiel's lover.

They had bumped into each other right before Harry had gone back to face Voldemort while he was still dead. Castiel had been the angel who escorted Harry back to the world of the living. After that they had met again once Harry had taken over his MoD duties. They had then fallen in love. As they were both immortal they didn't have to worry about one dying before the other. They could truly fufill the term Together Forever. They both lived in this apartment, and they were extremely happy together.

"How about we finish what we were doing before we were so rudely interrupted." Harry suggested, raising his eyebrows and trailing his hands down Castiel's back. Castiel shuddered at the sensation.

"Yes, lets continue." The angel agreed.

AN: If you want a slash scene leave a review telling me to write one and I will