Be warned, there are many stories here that you may question. A lot. Don't judge me too harshly, I'm always cringing as it is. For the most part it's cute, but....

Dean Winchester and Castiel Novak have both arrived for their first year of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They met on the Hogwarts Express, both being one another's first Hogwarts friend. And despite their very different housing arrangements, they spend much time together. Some say a bit too much. But no matter what anyone else said, they continued to be together. Although, there was a constant question looming over them; how much was too much?

Dean has spent his whole life studying and studying, hoping to get his Masters degree. He dreams of one day being an aerospace engineer, as he's been fascinated by the field since he was a kid. He's always had a bright mind and a bright future, perfect grades, a perfect girlfriend, overall, a perfect life. Until the punk came along. Castiel, the school punk. He's spent his whole life slacking off, not giving a damn about his future. Living his life on the edge, basically being a troublesome teen. Until he meets his polar opposite. Dean and Castiel both learn things from one another, be it learning to focus your mind on your future, or learning to loosen up and live a little, or possibly learning something about themselves that neither of them had ever considered before.

Loosely based on actual events. I met him seemingly forever and a day ago. We started dating in high school, a decision I have lived to regret. Our story began in sophomore year for me; he was two years older, a senior. This is the story of how we met. This is the story of how we began. This is the story of how we ended. This is the story of how Castiel Novak died. And how Z came to be. Rated R: Drug Abuse, Excessive Alcoholism, Mild Language, Smoking, Sexual Interactions (Semi-Smut), Self Harm, Suicidal Thoughts, Sexual Assault (and general stalkerism). I update every Thursday unless I can't for some reason.

Dean got bit. Cas was sad. It ruined anything they could've had. The dog was a monster, or so it seemed. Better watch out, or it'll get creamed!