Hunters at Hogwarts {DISCONTINUED}

Welcome to Hogwarts

Gabriel P. O. V.

I was walking to platform 9 3/4, with my brothers, Dean and Harry. Harry, Dean and I say goodbye to our father John Novak, as we are boarding the Hogwarts express, dad called Dean over, and Dean told us to go find a compartment. As Harry and I were looking for places to sit, we bump into three boys, who knock Harry down. "I'm so sorry, we weren't paying attention, to where we were going, are you alright?" The platinum blond asked, holding his hand out to help Harry up. "I'm fine" Harry states, and grabs the blond's hand.

The two other boys standing with him look shocked. Why do they look so shocked? I asked myself.  I noticed the one closest to the blond, looked, a lot like Dean. Would it be weird that I find this kid attractive?

I shake my head to rid myself of the thoughts, and the Dean-like kid looked up at me, I took a lollipop out of my pocket to keep myself from blushing. Despite my efforts of keeping my blush from overcoming my face, I feel my cheeks heat up, and I am pretty sure my face is the color of a red tomato. I guess the Dean-looking kid noticed this because he asked, "Are you okay? Your face is all red."

"I'm fine" I tell him, "Just a little warm, that's all." He doesn't look convinced, but otherwise doesn't mention it.

Dean's P. O. V

Gabe, Harry and I had just said goodbye to our father when he called me back over, "Go find a compartment for us to sit in, I'll be back in a few minutes." I watch them walk off, then go see what my father wanted. When I get in front of him, he checks to make sure no one is around and grabs the front of my shirt. "You better not fuck shit up or so help me boy, if I find out, people finding out you are a werewolf will be the last of your worries." He warns. "Y-yes sir" I stutter. He looks satisfied and drops me onto the concrete, resulting in me twisting my ankle. "Get on the damn train before it leaves you, I don't want to see your fucking face until next summer." I stand up and start limping to the train. When I finally get on, I see Harry with some blond kid, and Gabe staring at a brunette with long hair, with a lollipop in his mouth. He must be nervous. I think to myself. I see another boy with brownish-black hair, standing there, looking confused. "G-Gabe, Harry, come on, lets go find a c-compartment." I say to them, wondering if they could hear me over the loudness of everyone on the train.

I suspect they did hear me, because they both looked at me, "Yeah, okay Dean, be right there." Harry said. "Sure Dean-o, I'll be there in a minute." Gabe yells back at me. I wince when he yells, but otherwise don't react. Harry walks over to me, and we go find an empty compartment. "Hey, Dean?" Harry asks me. "Yeah, Harry?"

"Why are you limping?" I pause. "Ummmm, I tripped walking up the steps to the train." I lie smoothly. "Okay, Dean, you know I worry about you." Harry said, convinced. "HEY, WAIT UP GUYS!!!" We hear Gabe shout. I suppress a wince from him shouting. After he caught up, we look for the next ten minutes for a compartment, when we finally found one, but the boys we saw earlier were sitting there. Harry opens the sliding glass door, "Hey, can we sit with you guys, this is the only compartment that isn't completely full." They all nod. We sit across from them, and the silence that comes over us is uncomfortable, until Gabe, decides to break it. "So, why don't we all tell each other our names and tell one interesting thing about ourselves so we know something about each other. I'll go first. My name is Gabriel Novak, you guys can call me Gabe, and my favorite food is lollipops."

"Sounds like a good idea," the blond kid says, "I'm Draconis Winchester, but call me Draco, please, and I'm lactose intolerant." "My name is Harry Novak, and I have a lightning bolt shaped birthmark on my forehead." As Harry said that, he lifted up his bangs so they could see his birthmark. "Wow, that's so cool! Anyways, I'm Samuel Winchester, and  I like Tik Tok." Of course we  meet a Tik Tok fanatic. "My name is Castiel Winchester, and my favorite books are written by Stephen King." So this guy likes horror books? We might get along pretty well then. "W-Well, my name is D-Dean Novak and I like h-horror movies." I stuttered. Harry looks at me bewildered, and Gabe just laughed at my stutter. "Dean, you've always told us to turn off the movies when we watch them, why are you saying you like them?" Harry asks me. "I only told you guys to turn it off b-because it was really really bad, I a-actually love horror movies. I want to be scared by s-something oth.... nevermind forget I mentioned anything."

Everyone in the compartment looked at me. "Okay...?" Castiel questioned. "Dean, can I talk to you in the hall?" Harry asked me. "S-sure"