A.N Firstly I would like to say that this story is now dedicated to the lovely StephanieSmith, who you have to thank for this earlier than normal update, we have been going over this story and she has come up with some brilliant ideas that will be making their way into later chapters. And because of her brilliant powers of persuasion, and Gabriel's pairing jumping without my permission, there has been a change to the original planned and promised pairing. The main pairing for this story is now Harry/Gabriel/Castiel.
The others let's see if you can guess XD I'm sorry to those who were looking forward to a Harry/Sam/Cas/Gabriel, but trust me what is planned for Sam will make up for it.
Also I will say now, I am not a Doctor, I have no medical training, I did the best I could with Bobby's operation but please don't expect it to be medically correct! lol. Enjoy XD
Last Time
"What's for supper? I'm starving," Dean grumbled rubbing his stomach as he made his way into the kitchen.
"Chicken with ham, cheese and mushroom sauce, rice with cucumber and celery and cherry pie for desert," Harry said gripping Castiel by the lapels of his blazer and yanked him to his feet when he made no move to get up for supper. "I slaved over making enough for all of us, you're eating," he said firmly.
"Hey! How did you move so fast?!" Dean complained hurrying at Hermione raced passed him.
"You have tasted nothing until you have tasted Harry's chicken and rice dish," She said making Bobby wheel his chair through quicker, Sam dodging in front of him as he hurried to the kitchen.
"Hey! I can't move quick!" Gabriel complained as he started shuffling as quickly as he could.
"Your plate is at the seat just as you go into the kitchen under and invisibility spell," Harry grinned helping Gabriel through to the kitchen, chuckling and blushing just a little at the smacking kiss Gabriel placed on his cheek before he slid into his seat, his full plate revealing itself once he was seated.
Smiling around the table as he listened to Hermione explaining more about the wizarding world to Bobby and Sam when they asked questions, listening to Dean and Gabriel trying to explain sarcasm to Castiel after he became confused by it yet again, while they all happily ate their meal, despite the situation he felt happy and content here, he felt at home.
Chapter six
Harry jerked upright with a gasp blinking around the room confused as he tried to get his brain back online and out of the cloud of sleep. His eyes settled on Gabriel who was standing beside him looking a little guilty before he realised that he now had a blanket covering him, Gabriel's hands still out stretched in the process of covering him.
"Sorry, I didn't want to wake you," Gabriel apologised as Harry sat up and little straighter and rubbed his eyes with a yawn.
"It's alright, I didn't mean to nod off," Harry shook his head, though he tugged the blanket around himself as the cool night sunk into him with his tiredness.
"What are you doing up so late?" Gabriel asked concerned dropping onto the sofa next to Harry.
"Just going over some of my medical books for the operation," Harry said, his worry seeping into his tone.
"You managed to reach into an angelic vessel and heal me when I was hours from death being held together by a Hindu goddess's magic, you're going to be just fine doing this," Gabriel said amused.
"I just want to make sure I have it all down," Harry said going to pick up his book again from where it had fallen closed when he had nodded off.
"You do, if you study anymore you're just going to be wearing yourself out with the same information you already know into your head. And staying up this late is only going to tire you out," Gabriel reached over and took the book from Harry.
"Hey!" Harry protested.
"No, you need sleep not more studying. You know this and you can do it," Gabriel shook his head.
"I just want this to go right, I don't want to get Bobby's hopes up for it not to work," Harry sighed slumping back into the sofa.
"You're giving him a chance that wouldn't otherwise have existed for him. As long as you try your best," Gabriel set the book aside before turning so he was sitting sideways on the sofa.
"What?" Harry asked uncertainly at the look he was getting.
"You do realise you have given them more hope than they have had for a long time,"
"You're not exactly making them worry yourself," Harry said slightly amused.
"I might be more than you realise," Gabriel shook his head making Harry frown questioningly at him. "You know that I hid as Loki?"
"Yes,"
"I tried to kill Sam and Dean a few times, managed killing Dean 101 times," Gabriel admitted.
"Erm…Dean looks pretty alive to me," Harry blinked.
"I kept bringing him back and then killing him off in another way. I also trapped them in some really bad adverts and TV shows and made them play them out, including making Sam talk about having genital herpes. Stop laughing!" Gabriel pouted.
"I'm sorry, genital herpes, really?!" Harry choked.
"Yes, I was trying to get them to say yes to Michael and Lucifer," Gabriel said quietly.
"By getting them to say they have genital herpes?" Harry laughed holding his side as a stitch started forming.
"By getting them to play their parts in the scene I conjured," Gabriel huffed.
"Well clearly you have realised better now and come to your senses," Harry shrugged. "Gabriel, they're your family, your brothers, it has to be an impossible situation for you," Harry said understandingly.
"I had enough of them fighting, my family fell apart, and not just in the argument over Sunday dinners way," Gabriel sighed dropping his head back against the sofa. "Part of me is tired, it just finishing would be a relief, that's why I wanted Sam and Dean to just say yes,"
"So why did you change your mind?" Harry asked, not hint of accusation in his face.
"I realised I didn't want the world to end, I didn't want to see it destroyed and all the people on it because my brothers are spoilt kids throwing their toys out the pram…and Cas, Sam and Dean were fighting so hard even though the likelihood of them managing to come out of this and win is so small….erm don't…"
"I won't tell them," Harry nodded. "Gabriel it doesn't matter what you did, no harm came from it, what matters is that you risked your life for Sam and Dean to give them a chance, you risked your life for Castiel. And you're here, now. That's all that matters, you're standing up to your brothers for what is right,"
"Anyone tell you you have a way with words?" Gabriel smiled slightly tilting his head to look at Harry.
"No actually," Harry grinned snuggling deeper into his blanket.
"Here," Gabriel snapped his fingers making mug of hot chocolate with whipped cream and chocolate powder on top. "Small bits of magic," He shrugged seeing Harry's look.
"Thank you," Harry nodded taking the mug before groaning as he took a sip.
"Good?"
"Amazing!" Harry groaned again. It was the best hot chocolate he had ever tasted.
"Good to know I have something to appease you with when I piss you off," Gabriel snickered.
"Chocolate will go a long way towards that," Harry nodded. "So you used to be the trickster?"
"Yes," Gabriel said cautiously.
"Tell me about some of the none deadly tricks you played?" Harry asked.
"You sure?"
"Yup," Harry snuggled down further into his blanket and the sofa, tucking his legs underneath him to listen, sipping happily from his mug.
"You didn't!" Harry wiped tears from his eyes and he tried to catch his breath, Gabriel sitting smugly nodding.
"I did!"
"And….and you made him slow dance with the alien to Lady in Red?!" Harry gasped.
"Yup," Gabriel nodded.
"That's bloody brilliant!"
"Why thank you, I do try my best," Gabriel preened not helping Harry's laughter.
"Gabriel? Harry?" Castiel walked into the room looking between them confused.
"Hey Castiel, we were just chatting," Harry patted the space on the sofa between them.
"I do not…chat well," Castiel frowned.
"Then we'll show you how," Gabriel shook his head also patting the space.
"I did not understand when you tried to teach me about sarcasm," Castiel complained though he sat himself down.
"Don't worry about it Castiel, its part of your charm," Harry assured him.
"It took me a while to get used to human interactions and the finer points," Gabriel added.
"You find it amusing though," Castiel frowned.
"Some of the mistakes that you make are amusing, but we aren't laughing at you, we're laughing at the confusion," Harry shook his head.
"There is a difference?" Castiel asked a little sharply.
"Yes, besides I don't think any of us would want you any other way, it's part of your character," Harry reached out and squeezed his hand before snuggling back under his blanket, red tinting his cheeks.
"And you know you can ask us if you're not sure about something, right?" Gabriel asked.
"I do not wish to appear stupid," Castiel admitted.
"Castiel, you're Merlin only know how old angel who has saved Dean, Sam and Bobby's lives, and whatever the reasons or orders you were under you went into Hell and raised Dean. No one thinks you're stupid," Harry said firmly.
"Thank you. What were you discussing?" He asked curiously looking between them.
"I was regaling Harry with some of my none deadly tricks," Gabriel smirked.
"I did not get the point of the game where you had Sam and Dean's genitals hit with the giant coloured ball," Castiel frowned at his brother.
"What?" Harry raised his eyebrow curiously.
"'at?" Harry mumbled as he felt himself being lifted.
"You fell asleep, we thought that you would be more comfortable lying on a bed," Castiel told him making Harry realise faintly that he was being carried up the stairs by the younger angel.
"Aren't I heavy?" Harry frowned.
"I probably would have been able to carry you no problem if we didn't think you would throw a hissy fit at me straining myself," Gabriel snorted alerting Harry to the fact that he was walking ahead of them.
"You weigh very little, and I have superior strength," Castiel told him.
"Could you put me in your room? Mione needs to finish the potions tomorrow so she needs 'er sleep," Harry asked tiredly already nodding off again.
"Of course," Castiel nodded turning into the room he and Gabriel had been assigned for now, Harry insisting that they both sleep a few hours a night at least, to the point of threatening to drug Castiel with a sleeping draught if he had to.
Castiel carefully placed Harry down on the bed double bed in their room, easing him to the middle of the bed before he tugged off his overcoat and settled down beside Harry who was already almost asleep again. He watched curiously as Gabriel looked at them both closely before he two shuffled onto the bed, wincing a little indicating his wound was still troubling him.
"You should rest a little more than you are," he said quietly.
"I'm resting enough," Gabriel huffed rolling onto his back.
"You need to rest a little more," Castiel argued.
"I'm useless enough already,"
"You aren't useless, you're healing, and the longer you stretch out your healing process the longer you won't be able to do anything for. Now listen to your brother and sleep!" Harry grumbled from between them, waving his hand to tug the blanket from underneath them and then float up to cover them all, leaving both angels staring at him stunned as his breathing indicated he had gone straight back to sleep.
Bobby rolled to the door to open it as he heard the car coming up his driveway, he opened it in time to see Ellen and Jo getting out of their car and grabbing their bags. He hid a grimace when he noticed the scowl on Jo's face, clearly she wasn't happy at detouring on their way back from a research drop.
"Bobby," Ellen smiled walking towards him, ignoring Jo lingering back.
"Hey Ellen, good trip?" Bobby asked rolling backwards out her way, but she stooped and kissed his cheek gently before stepping passed him.
"Aside from having my ear chewed off for not finding another hunt and coming here instead, not bad. How's things here?"
"Simply, mayhem, I've got a healing, grouchy trickster arch angel, a younger Winchester who is more curious than a dog with a scent, a jumpy older Winchester with two natural borns taking over my house," Bobby rolled his eyes.
"The natural borns, what are they like?" Ellen asked with equal curiosity and cautiousness in her voice.
"They're….eccentric, brilliant, they fit right in, and they are going to make a difference to this fight. Whether it will be enough or not I don't know," Bobby chuckled.
"Sounds very interesting. And they reckon they can get you back onto your feet?" She asked hopefully just as Jo made it to the front door.
"They certain seem to think so. And Harry managed to heal Gabriel when he was a few hours from death, so I'm willing to take a chance on them," Bobby shrugged, then winced when he heard a loud clatter coming from the kitchen.
"How many times unless you want to be a hamster for the rest of the day, or a chiwawa, stop calling me a witch!" Harry shouted stomping out of the kitchen after Dean who was backing away quickly.
"It slipped out!" Dean held his hands up still backing away.
"Do I look like a woman to you?!" Harry snapped his green eyes flashing.
"Most definitely not," Gabriel drawled leaning against the doorway to the living room, clearly dragging his eyes up Harry's body. Bobby watched slightly amused as Harry fought not to blush and to hold onto his anger.
"Stop calling me a witch!" Harry huffed at Dean before turning and stomping back into the kitchen where a series of clatters and bangs followed.
"I only called it him once," Dean pouted to the room at large.
"Today, and its only ten o'clock, you called it him five times yesterday," Sam muttered as he walked through into the kitchen, his nose buried in a book.
"What's he doing in there anyway, we had breakfast," Bobby frowned.
"He's baking," Dean almost wailed.
"Looks like I'll be eating your share then Deano," Gabriel smirked hurrying into the kitchen.
"Why are you growling Dean?" Castiel blinked stepping off the bottom step.
"Harry is baking and has kicked me out the kitchen and Gabriel is going to eat it all!" Dean complained gesturing wildly.
"Is he making his Chinese tea biscuits?" Castiel perked up.
"Yes!" Dean nodded. "Hey you could….Cas…Cas? Traitor!" Dean snapped after the younger angel as he caught him just as he hurried into the kitchen.
"He'll set aside for you," Hermione said making her way passed him to the dining room.
"Really? Are you sure?" Dean asked hopefully trailing her.
"Yes, he's too interested in feeding you lot up not to," Hermione laughed just before they disappeared into the dining room.
"See, mayhem," Bobby snorted.
"Harry, Gabriel this is Ellen and Jo, this is Harry, Gabriel and you know Castiel," Bobby made the introductions as he rolled into the kitchen, Ellen and Jo right behind him.
"We've heard a lot about you," Harry nodded, quickly wiping his hands on a tea towel as he made his way over to them before holding out his hand.
"I can easily say the same, its…interesting to meet you," Ellen said a little awkwardly but she reached out and shook his hand.
"It's alright, Dean's still resisting the urge to shoot every time he sees a bit of magic. I can swear on my magic, no deals," Harry chuckled.
"Magic is magic," Jo scowled.
"Actually magic is exceedingly different, there are many different types of it just among natural borns, never mind all the other types of magic out there. You use magic in your protection charms, your devils traps, your exorcism rituals, all magic," Harry said pleasantly, though there was a sharpness in his eyes that couldn't be mistaken.
"Bobby told me that you and your friend have some training in fighting?" Ellen asked after shooting her daughter a warning look while Harry made his way back to mixing his batter.
"Yes, we were involved in a magical war," Harry nodded.
"So you do use magic against others!" Jo smirked a little. Gabriel and Castiel shifted a little closer to Harry as he turned to look at Jo.
"Humans kill humans, just because we have magic doesn't make that any different. Me and Hermione fought against wizards and witches that killed for fun and because they believed that they were superior to none magical humans. Oh and I also use my magic to dust and clean, to repair things, the levitate and move things, oh and to heal," Harry kept his eyes on Jo knowing that they were off putting. Gabriel put his hand on Harry's shoulder and Castiel stepped even closer.
"I apologise for my daughter, she's very new to being a hunter but hung around the bar long enough to have all these fairytale ideas of hunting," Ellen said sharply.
"Thank you. Would you like something to eat or drink, Bobby said you'd be having a long drive," Harry offered.
"A coffee and sandwich would be amazing," Ellen sighed.
"You sit down and relax," Harry shook his head when Ellen went to step forwards towards the kettle. "Here, roll them into balls and put them on that baking pan," Harry instructed handing his bowl to Castiel who blinked at him shocked before peering into the bowl cautiously.
"Thank you Harry," Ellen said a little shocked before sitting at the table Bobby indicated to.
"You're welcome, Bobby, Dean and Sam speak very fondly about you," Harry smiled at her after flicking the kettle on and making his way to the fridge.
"Wow, I do not think I have ever seen that fridge so stocked!" Ellen blinked as Harry opened the fridge door.
"This lot lived off a nice healthy mix of take outs, ready meals, canned foods and dust I think," Harry snorted.
"Harry likes to mother hen us all," Gabriel chuckled as he helped Castiel roll the batter into balls.
"You need mother henning, the lot of you," Harry responded.
"That is true," Hermione said as she walked into the kitchen. "Hello, I'm Hermione Granger-Black,"
"Ellen Harvelle, and my daughter Jo," Harry turned back quickly to make them sandwiches when he saw the look Hermione gave Jo after running and assessing eye over her. He unfortunately caught Gabriel's eyes who had clearly seen the look as well and the arch angel started snickering straight away making Harry have to bite his lip. Desperately turning back to making the sandwiches he saw Gabriel clearly explaining to a frowning Castiel out the corner of his eye, Castiel actually looking amused as he looked back and found Hermione still looking at Jo a little dismissively.
"Black, like Potter-Black, so you two are married then?" Ellen asked curiously.
"No, we didn't realise that bit of confusion. Harry's adopted me as a sister of his family giving me the Black name and making me officially a member of his family," Hermione explained also sitting at the table.
"And you are ready to heal Bobby?" Ellen asked.
"The last potion will be ready this evening at ten, the skel-grow, bone growing potion needs till three before it can be bottled, but once both of those are done we'll be ready," Hermione explained.
"And who will be performing the…healing?" Ellen looked between them as Harry moved to make cups of coffee.
"I will be, I'm the stronger magically and healing wise, Hermione will be assisting me though," Harry answered.
"What experience do you have?" Jo frowned.
"Mainly battle field healing, I was trained quickly, but the procedure is fairly simple to figure out the best way to heal, even though actually doing it will be a lot more difficult," Harry shrugged walking over with four mugs carefully. "You can come back in Dean!" Harry called out, already having gone back and was holding out another cup when Dean cautiously popped his head into the kitchen. He caught Ellen and Bobby not even bothering to hide amused smiles as they watched Dean hurrying across the kitchen.
"Sorry I called you a witch again," He muttered looking for all the world like a scolded child making Harry want to roll his eyes and hug him at the same time.
"Just please stop doing it," Harry sighed passing him his cup and going back to making sandwiches. Glancing to the side he watched as Dean sat down next to Hermione making Jo scowl and pout while a red flush spread across Hermione's cheeks.
"I shall take them over for you," Castiel spoke from right behind Harry making him gasp and jump, spinning around to glare at the angel who just blinked big blue eyes back at him, slight confusion showing in them.
"Merlin Castiel, you're going to give me a heart attack!" Harry scolded even as he passed Castiel the plates.
"My apologies," Castiel said, the confusion showing even more as Harry blushed darker when he realised just how close they were.
"Thank you Harry, these look lovely," Ellen smiled as Castiel placed the sandwiches down on the table.
"Oh it's just a sandwich," Harry waved her off as he took the baking tin and slid it into the oven setting the timer.
"It's been months since I've been able to have something not made in a café," Ellen sighed before biting deeply into the sandwich.
"You think that's good, wait until lunch and supper," Dean grinned happily.
"Dean agreed to keep Harry around for his cooking," Sam said amused walking into the room. "Hey Ellen, hey Jo," He nodded to them as he meandered passed the counter when his coffee cup was waiting.
"So what have you been up to the last few weeks?" Bobby asked Ellen curiously. Harry leant against the counter between Gabriel and Castiel as he listened to Ellen telling the story of some of the hunts the two of them had been on. Any information, rumours or movement that they had picked up along their travels, either from the things that they hunted or other hunters. He recognised most of what was being said
"We have a slight problem with sleeping arrangements, we have three rooms. Ellen, Jo and Hermione are obviously best to share a room, so its where the six of us are going to sleep," Bobby said that night as they were getting ready for bed, the nerves they were all feeling for the healing the night before becoming nearly stifling for them sitting in a group.
"It makes more sense for you, Dean and Sam to share a room, me and Cas don't mind sharing with Harry," Gabriel said quickly before anyone else could speak.
"I…guess that works, that alright Harry?" Bobby asked looking at the dark haired man.
"Sure," Harry nodded ignoring the knowing look Hermione was shooting him.
"Right, well, I guess I'll be saying goodnight then," Bobby said, clearly trying to fight down his nerves as he nodded to the almost silent living room as a whole before rolling out.
"I'm going to head to bed as well, do you have some dreamless sleep Hermione?" Harry asked.
"I can make you sleep, it will not cause any after effects either," Castiel offered.
"Oh if you don't mind," Harry nodded.
"It is no problem," Castiel tilted his head.
"I suppose I will listen to you and more rest," Gabriel pulled himself to his feet to follow, though despite his smirk he was looking a little pale and tired.
The nervous silence in the room was slightly stifling as they all met in the living room, Harry seemed filled with a twitchy energy unable to sit still while Bobby sat still and silent staring down at his unmoving feet.
"The potion is ready," Hermione said softly stepping into the room holding up the last bottled potion that they had been waiting for. Taking a deep breath Harry looked to Bobby who met his eyes and nodded. As Bobby rolled towards the dining room where they had decided was the best place to do this Harry turned as all the others took a step forwards as well.
"It's best if you wait out here,"
"But…"
"Sam, I can't have any distractions, this is a delicate healing. Hermione will be there to help me," Harry shook his head.
"Good luck, do your best, please," Dean gripped Sam's arm and tugged him back. Harry smiled a little at Dean before turning and making his way into the dining room, closing the door behind himself. Turning he found Hermione carefully levitating Bobby onto the transfigured table, the older hunter looking a mixture between worried and hopeful.
"You remember what we are going to be doing?" Harry asked as Hermione set out the potions in the sequence they would need them.
"I remember, just, let's get on with it yeah?" Bobby cleared his throat gruffly.
"Ok, this is the sleeping draught, it will put you to sleep for the next 24 hours, then we begin," Harry held out the vial and watched Bobby swallow before taking the vial and knocking it back quickly. He and Hermione caught the older man as he quickly passed into sleep, gently they turned him and laid him down on his front before Hermione vanished his shirt and carefully tugged his trousers down as far as Harry needed.
"You ever think we would be setting up a basic triage again?" Harry asked as he rolled back his sleeves and cast the highest cleansing charms he could on his hands and arms.
"Not this soon, no," Hermione said amused pausing in casting silencing charms around the room to ensure that Harry wouldn't become distracted at a critical moment.
"Next time, let's just break into a hospital, yes?" Harry rolled his eyes before nodding to Hermione. Carefully she cast a controlled breathing charm on Bobby and then set up several monitoring charms that she would control to let her know if there were any changes in his body during the operation.
Operation here, look away if squeamish
When she finished her last charm Harry placed his wand between Bobby's shoulder blades and murmured the cutting charm, carefully and precisely controlling the depth of it while he ran his wand along the side of Bobby's spine down to the base of his back. Hermione's wand was chasing his casting a cauterising charm to prevent blood loss as much as possible.
Harry cast a few spells carefully finding the damaged vertebrae and the damaged muscles around them, then he so carefully, so so carefully cast a severing hex ensuring that only the vertebrae were disconnected from the area around them, the damage had been spread over three leaving Harry to wonder how big the damn knife had been. Then he had to vanish each vertebrae with a perfectly controlled level of a vanishing charm. Once this was done he placed his wand against the damaged muscles that had surrounded the damaged vertebrae, slowly he worked away removing the muscles that he reckoned would cause the most problems with the healing process, though he had to be careful to ensure not to cut too deep or take too much, the balance delicate and one he had to seriously concentrate on, barely aware of Hermione standing close by casting cauterising spells here and there to prevent blood flow and every now and then casting another spell as Bobby's statistics changed.
Finally done with what he could with the muscles he stepped back and quickly wiped some sweat from his face as he nodded to Hermione who reached quickly for one of the syringe that they had…..commandeered, dipping it into the open vial beside her and withdrawing a measure of it into the syringe.
"Here and here," Harry indicated to where he needed Hermione to keep the incision open a little wider as he took the syringe from her. Once she was done he injected the syringe into the damaged muscle and slowly injected the potion into the muscle, monitoring the reaction and level of potion being absorbed. Over the next half an hour they worked steadily, Harry injecting the potion and monitoring the levels of potions. Finally they had injected all the damaged muscles as much as they could.
Harry stepped back and took a breath as Hermione ran another general scan over Bobby to ensure that he was reacting alright to the healing and the potions. At her nod he stepped back up to Bobby and prepared himself for next stage of the operation. Moving his wand to the base of Bobby's back Harry allowed just the right amount of magic to build up inside of him before he performed the bone shattering spell, moving swiftly to cast a monitoring charm to ensure that the spell had been performed cleanly and properly. He breathed a sigh of relief when his spells reported back to him that Bobby's pelvis had been shattered cleanly.
Taking another syringe from Hermione this time he just allowed the potion to drizzle along the length of the incision before be placed his wand to the start of it and started murmuring the healing charms that he had decided were best to use, running his wand along the length of the incision. He had to repeat this process several times to ensure that muscles, nerves, blood vessels and the layers of skin healed. But finally he was able to step back when there was just a shallow wound on Bobby's back that Hermione quickly stepped forwards to stitch and bandage, Harry moving to wash his hands quickly before grabbing a pepper up potion and knocking it back eagerly.
"Ready?" Hermione asked as she held up the skel-grow potion. Nodding Harry walked back to the table and took the potion, touching his wand tip to the potion before resting it over a vein in Bobby's hand and softly murmuring a spell to put it right into the older man's blood stream, Hermione already ready with a strong healing draught to pass to him for him to repeat the process, and then finally with the first of the nutrients potions that he would be giving Bobby over the next 24 hours.
Operation finished
Once he finished Hermione placed the blanket they had ready for Bobby over the older hunter, ensuring that the cushioning charm on the table underneath him where the best that they could be. Harry glanced at the clock with a yawn seeing that they had been working for nearly three hours now. He allowed himself to get himself back together before they had to head out into the living room.
"You ok?" Hermione asked concerned brushing his fingers through his hair as she came over to him having ensured that Bobby was as comfy as possible.
"Tired," He shrugged stifling another yawn.
"Come on they've probably paced a hole in front of the doors by now," Hermione helped tug Harry to his feet before they made their way to the doors and opened them stepping out only to be pounced on by two Winchesters.
"He's fine, still asleep, but it went as well as I hoped it would, now it's just a waiting game till he wakes up!" Harry said quickly as the two started talking over each other. Then a flash caught his eyes and he turned to gawp completely stunned at the sight in front of him.
"What are you doing here?" Hermione gasped seeing where he was looking.
"Will you please sit down!" Ellen snapped after an hour had passed and Dean didn't seem to be giving up on his pacing.
"Harry knows what he is doing, you have nothing to worry about," Castiel tried to reassure the eldest Winchester, who even he could pick up was clearly stressed.
"But he said that it's like a normal operation, that something could do wrong," Sam spoke up from where he was sitting clenching his fingers together.
"And Harry will do his best to make sure that if something happens he puts it right," Gabriel shook his head.
"I'm just wor…." Dean paused speaking when someone knocked at the door, the sound so unexpected in the tenseness and worry that they had been feeling that they all sat silently and still just looking at the door stunned until there was another knock, a little harder and slightly more impatient.
"Got your guns?" Ellen asked snatching the bottle of holy water Bobby kept on a shelf near to the door.
"Yeah, ready," Sam nodded, Gabriel scowling when Castiel stepped next to him clearly planning to protect him if it was an attack.
"Hello, can I help?" Ellen asked eyeing the man standing in the doorway.
"I'm looking for Potter-Black and Granger-Black," The man said in a bored drawl eyeing Ellen.
"Don't know them," Ellen shrugged.
"Look I know that they are here, I managed to get the address from uncle Severus," The man sighed, his eyes sharp.
"Wait, Severus, the painting?" Sam asked stepping into the doorway as well.
"Yes the painting, he gave me this address, so I know that this is where they are," the man frowned at him.
"And what exactly are you wanting with them?" Ellen raised her eyebrow giving the man a sharp look that didn't fail to make him blink and stand a little straighter.
"To help, I want to be of some use and to be able to do something. Potter-Black and Granger-Black are the only ones that don't treat me like a mumbarda hex about to go off, and they disappeared, so I tracked them down and found out what they are up to, and I'm here to help!"
"So you're a natural born as well?" Sam asked curiously eyeing the man. He was quite stunning with sharp cheek bones, a similarity to Harry in them, his skin snow pale and suiting him, sharp intelligent grey blue eyes scanned over them. He was wearing a neat grey button up and equally neat, fitted black trousers, a backpack on his back.
"Yes I'm a natural born," the man nodded drawing his sleeve back to show the wand holster on his arm, making no move to draw his wand clearly sensing their uncertainty.
"Drink this," Ellen held out the holy water flask.
"Is this holy water?" The man asked curiously taking the flask and opening it, giving it a cautious sniff before he took a sip and handed it back, looking at them watching him for any reaction.
"Alright, come in, Harry and Hermione are…busy right now, but they'll be out soonish," Ellen waved him in, for some reason them all watching him intently as he made his way through to door and entrance before relaxing. Casting them a look that clearly said he thought that they were weird he paused and sniffed the air.
"Why exactly have they been brewing skel-grow and healing potions?" The man frowned looking at each of them when no one answered. "Are one of them hurt?!"
"No, they're healing our friend who was injured a few months ago. His back and spine were injured meaning he couldn't walk, Harry thinks that he can heal and repair the damage," Gabriel explained from where was still sitting assessing the man curiously.
"How long have they been working?" the man asked.
"An hour and thirteen minutes," Dean said glancing at the clock.
"Then you might as well sit down because they are going to be another hour at least," the man said doing just that, apparently settling down to wait.
They all stood almost unanimously when the doors to the dining room slid open revealing an exhausted looking Harry and a tired looking Hermione, Dean and Sam were nearly on top of them in seconds, talking so quickly over each other that no one could figure out what they were saying.
"He's fine, still asleep, but it went as well as I hoped it would, now it's just a waiting game till he wakes up!" Harry said quickly raising his hands to stop their onslaught, both of them breathed out a sigh of relief, visibly sagging while Ellen sat quickly back down on her seat, her hand over her chest as she breathed out a deep sigh of relief before breathing in again properly for the first time since the doors had been closed.
Harry's attention however went to their guest as he stood up and glowing green eyes widened as they locked on blue grey, staring stunned at him, Hermione turning to say something to Harry after quickly summing up the operation and what they knew right then, but she caught the look on his face and followed his eyes, her own widening when they caught the man.
"What are you doing here?!" she gasped.
"Do you know him? Is he not a friend?" Ellen asked concerned standing again.
"No, no he's a friend, I just have no idea what he's doing here," Harry blinked.
"Well considering you two ran off with nothing but a letter, that reached me after you had left the country, I tracked you down, after managing to get it out of Severus and headed over here. I'm here to help,"
"You're here to help?" Hermione asked sounding a little shocked before wincing apologetically.
"If you think I am going to let my only friends, the only people that don't treat me like a leper, wander off to appease their hero complexes, and yes I am talking to you as well Granger-Black, and leave me behind in that place you have another thing coming!" The man snorted.
"Missed you too Draco," Harry smiled amused, laughing at the huff and crossed armed glare he got in response.