Hunter

Chapter 16

Harry was giggly after he saw Sam nearly eaten by Gandhi of all people. So was Dean.

"Wasn't Gandhi a vegetarian?" snickered Harry.

"A fruitarian," said Sam tiredly.

"I always knew that rabbit diet would do you in eventually!" cackled Harry. Dean lost the battle and joined Harry in laughing at Sam's hero.

"So why didn't it go after you?" asked Sam.

"How is it going to get a piece of my dad or the Doctor? Not like that wax museum had any figures of them!" snickered Harry. He had been there too, but he hadn't been armed. By all means, he should have been the one attacked instead of Sam.

"Nerds," muttered Dean.

"So what now?" asked Sam.

"Now we look for something else. It's not a ghost, I can tell you that much," said Harry, his giggle fit finally subsiding.

"How can you tell?"

"Well according to Dad, part of the whole 'Master of Death' schtick is that I can tell a ghost from something pretending to be one. Until I go full angel, I have power over souls and reapers."

"How did a midget like you master death?" asked Dean. That had never been very clear to him.

"Ah...well according to Dad, Lucifer gave Death free reign for a few years and during that time Death gave three items to a wizard family. A wand that could never be beaten, power wise anyway, a cloak that could hide you from reapers, and the stone from his ring. When I dragged Voldemort down to the pit, he had two of the three items and I had been wearing the third under my coat that day, so I accidentally mastered death. Once we reunite Death's ring with the stone that power should go away."

In reality he would just lose the power over souls. He could still mess with reapers though.

While Dean and Sam went back to the museum two days later, Harry got a call from his friends in Japan. They knew he had a change in appearance, though his personality was the same.

(In terms they could understand, he was like the Doctor...he changed his face whenever his time was up.)

"Moshi moshi," said Harry.

"We found something of interest," said Takata.

"Go on."

"There's an old spell and a poultice that will allow humans to see hellhounds and reapers like they were regular grims and ghosts. The spell is the only thing that can affect them," said Takata.

"Hang on...okay, give me the list," said Harry. It was standard procedure to verify the things worked before payment was issued. If it worked, then the contact would be paid generously. If not, well they were given incentive to try again.

It was a two-way street, and his friends always knew he was good for it.

~

"Well?" he asked them later.

"It was some god who heard Armageddon started early and felt like pigging out," said Dean.

"Wasn't that the movie with Bruce Willis being an oil rig manager?" asked Harry.

"Yeah. I didn't know you saw that movie!" said Dean.

"And Dogma...god you should have heard the screams of disgust and horror when I showed that one in the Great Hall this one time...Damn Loki for telling me about it and not watching it alone first..." said Harry.

"Why would people freak out about that one? It's more of a comedy than anything!"

"Because the guy who played the Metatron looks exactly like our potions teacher, only cleaner. Snape was pissed as hell after the students saw that scene where he dropped his pants and had nothing there...You should have heard the rumors it sparked."