Harry Winchester by Magster1102

Chapter 9

"So have you bonded at all?" Jo asked Dean as she helped clean up from the dinner of pasta they had an hour ago.

Dean shrugged and looked down, not wanting her to see the guilt on his face, "I messed it up pretty bad when I yelled at him."

Jo stopped and tried to catch a glimpse of his face; "Why in the world would you yell at him if you knew that Harry was abused?" She tried to control her breathing and not yell as Harry was cleaning the dishes with Ellen in the room next to theirs.

"I was tired and wasn't thinking straight." Dean muttered, "Besides, I already apologized to the kid."

Jo glared at him hard and leaned down to speak with him in a hushed whisper, "Listen here, Dean. Harry is looking for a role model, an older brother that actually cares a crap for him. If you're not going to be that brother, let Sam have a chance then. Harry deserves family more then most people I know. Plus, even if Harry has forgiven you, that doesn't mean that it's forgotten." And with that, Jo gathered the dishes that she had in her arms and walked out of the room to hand them off to Harry.

Dean sighed (which he had been doing a lot lately) and grabbed a fistful of hair in frustration. How the hell would he earn Harry's trust back? Sam, Bobby and him had finally started to make progress and in one split second, he had crushed it all.

He glanced over to where Harry and Ellen were finishing up plates, failing to sing to the radio and having a good time. It was the most Dean had ever seen Harry smile or laugh.

Harry's laugh was light and airy, like an elf's if Dean had ever heard one. Dean found he liked it a lot and vowed that he would make Harry laugh more and smile. Like what Jo said, Harry did deserve a family.

Ellen slid in next to Sam on the couch as he read through another page of Harry's wizard books and made him close it. When Sam looked up, she slapped his arm hard.

"What the hell was that for?" Sam shouted, more in confusion then anger.

"For letting Dean yell at Harry." Ellen said calmly, though Sam knew that she was raging inside, "How could you have let all that progress disappear. The only reason I think he isn't staying away from all of you is because Jo, Ash and I are here. You better fix this with Harry."

"But I didn't even do anything to him, why would he be scared of me?" Sam asked, trying to figure out where Ellen was going with this.

"Look, Harry is afraid of family hurting him or leaving him, right? So since you're all related and, Bobby is such a great friend of yours, don't you think that makes a little sense that he's afraid?" Ellen reasoned with him and stood up, dusting off her jeans a little before leaving the room.

Sam sat there, the book left unnoticed on his lap as he thought over what Ellen had told him. Most likely her or Jo had already talked to Dean so that saved him the trouble of ranting at him.

Sam had already chewed out Dean after he learned what had happened, but he was oblivious to think that everything would be back to normal after that. He had seen how Harry had withdrawed from them, but hadn't done anything. He had thought that eventually, Harry would come back to them, but Ellen proved that he was wrong.

Sam stood up, making the book fall to the ground as he had a sudden idea.

"So why are we at the mall?" Harry asked, looking around at the shops in the nearby mall. Harry had been looking at his photo album when Sam had come in his room and told him that they needed to go some place and that it couldn't wait.

A first Harry had been a little scared, what if they were going to hurt him? But he squished down that thought at the new plan of the wandless magic. He had been perfecting it the previous night after dinner and had it down really well.

"We are, what females call, bonding." Sam said, "Plus, you need some new clothes." Both Dean and Sam looked at the baggy and worn clothes in disgust while Harry just looked confused and his eyes slightly hopeful.

"I'm fine with these clothes, and besides, I don't want to spend your money on stuff that I don't need." Harry protested weakly.

Dean stifled a groan, "Look, Harry, you need clothes! And besides, we want to spend money on you. I'm not having my baby brother in clothes that don't even fit him."

Harry's eyes lightened at being called Dean's brother, "Ok, so what shops then?" Sam asked Harry as they started walking again.

"Um, whatever shops have regular clothing I guess. Solid colors maybe?" Harry guessed while trying to figure out where Dudley shopped at that was considered, 'cool'.

"That's not much to work on, but I think I know just the place," Sam grinned, dragging Harry with him and glaring at Dean when he saw Dean trying to charm a girl that worked at McDonalds for a cheeseburger for free.

Harry walk up the steps at Bobby's with two full bags of clothes on each arm, with Dean and Sam trailing behind him, Dean with two shoeboxes and Sam with some coats.

"Are you sure this isn't too much?" Harry asked them, still a little overwhelmed at getting all these new things at once.

Dean gave him a strange look, "Dude, we still have twice the amount of clothes that you do and you ask if we sent too much? We're probably going to do this again to make sure you have some for summer too and not just fall and winter."

Harry gulped and his face almost went green at the thought of going through the pain of that again.

Sam laughed, "Dean, you only want to go back to check out the girls."

Dean gave a quick grin, putting the shoeboxes down and throwing his arm around Harry but he didn't deny that he checked out girls. Harry was also proud to say that he didn't flinch when Dean had done that so quickly and also found a smile blossoming on his face, feeling joy in his chest.

"And I never got that cheeseburger," Dean pouted as Sam and Harry burst into laughter, almost dropping everything as they crossed into Bobby's front door.

"So that, my young grasshopper, is how to hack." Ash concluded, crossing his arms across his chest in satisfaction.

"Whoa. But it's so…so." Harry tried to find the right word, staring at the screen.

"Easy?" asked Ash, surprised when Harry nodded, "Well, you must have a pretty smart noggin to catch on that fast…let's try hacking on to this one."

Harry spent the next days enjoying himself, learning new things and bonding with his new family. It was always educational when he hung out with Ash because he was always teaching Harry new things, but it was fun too. He had taught Harry how to hack certain businesses and how to track some demons' signs.

Ash had told him that he was the brightest of all the people that he had taught and Harry tried to not let that get him down since he knew that Ash had never taught anyone else but Harry.

Sam and Dean had told him that he was probably ready for another hunt, and how they would start out easy this time. They were also reassuring him that it wouldn't be as much as a risk this time, hopefully.

Harry kind of believed them, believed that they thought it would be easy, but Harry learned pretty quick that something always happens that makes things that are supposed to be easy, hard. So now you can see how he wasn't very hopeful.

Harry rubbed his hands together as he sat on Bobby's roof, "Maybe," he whispered to himself, looking out into the endless sky of stars, "Maybe this can work out after all."