Back in Black

Chapter 38

Dean eyed the goblet with distaste. He had already spoken to Loki about that stupid thing, and the pagan archangel agreed to spell it so that the thing would read Dean's name instead of Harry's.

Harry didn't seem to mind that Dean clearly viewed him as a younger brother of sorts (Sam was just glad Dean had put most of his brotherly affections on Harry instead of him) and Dean was a tad overprotective of abused children.

Unlike the Weasleys or Hermione, Dean gave Harry plenty of space to make his own decisions, and as a consequence, Harry tended to gravitate towards Dean like a fly to honey. As did Neville, particularly after Dean sent a silent call for Bear to enter the Defense classroom when Moody was demonstrating the Unforgivables.

Neville had hugged Bear around the neck tightly upon seeing the Cruciatus curse being used on the spider.

And when Draco was stupid enough to make a comment on how 'weak' Neville was because he had to hug a 'stupid dog' after seeing the curse...well...Loki had a lot of fun scaring the crap out the pureblood pest. And then he left the warning that if Dean heard even one incident of Draco bullying another student, that he wouldn't be nearly as nice as Loki had been.

One look into the cold, unforgiving glare of Dean Harvelle, and Draco took the warning to heart. No way was he getting on the wrong side of the Gryffindor. Hearing Sam was Loki's 'consort', and Draco wisely avoided him.

As for Castiel...well he rarely left Dean's side, and the one time another Slytherin tried to bother him to get to Dean, the blue-eyed Puff kicked his ass. Hard. He was scheduled to leave St. Mungo's in time for the selection of champions.

Draco might not be very bright, but even the dimmest light bulb can sense a predator when he sees one.

Or it might have had something to do with Dean projecting Godzilla's aura in Draco's general direction. A brat named after the dragon constellation up against something like that?

There was never a contest. And that was before one remembered Draco was such a coward he went to his father for back up.

Still, he wasn't exactly looking forward to what was going to be a boring contest. For one thing he could win all three tasks as Godzilla, which didn't make it much fun.

On the other hand, he got to enjoy people's heads popping off from seeing how big his dragon form could get. Or watching McGonagall develop a nervous tick every time he put on his 'angel face' as Gabriel called it.

Sometimes it was the small things in life that made you happy...like causing nervous breakdowns on strict teachers. Or Snape. He was always fun.

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Snape shuddered. It was that feeling again.

Originally it wasn't so bad. He always knew when the twins were about to prank him particularly hard thanks to the creeping sensation down his spine. But this...this was infinitely worse.

This was someone driving him insane to the point he would kill himself to end the agony...only for his soul to be dragged back for eternal torment.

He needed to torment some Hufflepuffs.

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"AAAAEEIIIIIIIII!"

Dean hummed a dirty tune with an extra big smile. It was always fun to torment Snape while having an unbeatable alibi. Thank Death for time turners.

"Okay, what did you do?"

"Temporarily got rid of his 'best friend' and gave him two new ones on his chest, while at the same time putting him in a tight corset, too short skirt and clean air...after telling the upper year idiots with ties to Death Eaters where to find a hooker who was already paid to show them a 'good time'. It should wear off by tomorrow, and there's now way in hell he's going to pin it on me," said Dean angelically.