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Not Your Typical Home

By MidnightCharm18188

Chapter 1

At first glance Privet Drive looked like a typical street consisting of two rows of nearly identical houses, which were only told apart by the numbers on the mailboxes, but to Crowley the place reeked of desperation and discontent. The King of the Crossroads, as he was commonly known, had just finished up a big deal with a man who holds a minor position in the British government named Mycroft who was desperate to get his brother back. However that was not why the demon was in the small suburban town of Surrey, he was taking this opportunity to expand his growing business. He was planting information on how to summon a crossroads demon, insuring that the business continues to be spread through newer generations.

The street was quiet, almost eerily so as the demon made his way down the street. All was well until he approached Number three. He could hear voices, well one voice really, and as he drew closer to Number four, which was obviously the source of the sound, he couldn't help but be a bit curious. He stopped in front of the house and, though still on the street, managed to see through the not-entirely-shut curtains. From what he could see, there was a rather large man screaming at a small child that could have not have been more than four. When the demon's ears registered what the man was saying, the emotions he thought long dead begin to stir. While there was still anger it was mixed with a deep sorrow for the child. He hadn't felt that since he was human.

"You stupid freak! I said I wouldn't tolerate anymore of your freakishness in this house! Obviously you didn't learn your lesson last week! You should have died with your good-for-nothing parents!" The more the man raged the more Crowley wanted to rip out the man's entrails and shove them down the fat man's throat. It was then that the beefy man struck the boy causing the child to fall to the ground. Crowley felt his anger bubble into a rage; there was a special place in Hell for people who beat and abused children.

Crowley started to storm up to the house but found his way blocked by an invisible wall. 'Blood wards, damn, now why would there be blood wards here?' Still able to hear the man screaming, the demon mentally cursed whoever set the wards to keep him out and preventing him from helping the poor child. Had it been any other time he would have just said screw it and left the boy to his fate but something was telling him he had to help this kid. So he watched for a while more before he left for home. He had research to do.

Throughout the next week Crowley worked to find a way through the wards at Number 4 Privet Drive and every night, he stood outside the house hoping that that first night was the only time something like that had happened. Sadly, that was not the case. So now he stood a house away getting ready to begin his rescue attempt. In his research he discovered that the wards keep out anything the caster perceives as a threat, and as shocking as it may be a demon is considered a threat. So Crowley had to find someone who almost anyone would trust and he could only come up with one and he wasn't sure how the other person would react. Here goes nothing… "Gabriel, get down here, I need your help!"

There was a brief fluttering of wings and the angel appeared behind Crowley. The demon turned to face the angel. They were standing in the middle of the street, invisible to all but each other. Crowley tried to act casual but in reality, he was getting anxious. It was almost five and the boy's uncle would be home soon.

"You called, Your Majesty?" Gabriel said with a smirk plastered across his face.

"Gabe, how nice to see you. It's been a while." Crowley drawled, trying not to seem like he was in a hurry.

"Yeah, thirty years at least…" The smirk then dropped off the man's face. "Now while I am usually all for stalling, this isn't a social call. What's up?"

The demon let out a long sigh. "Would you be able to get me past some blood wards?"

The angel was worried now. "Does this have to do with a deal or—"

Crowley cut him off. "No it's not about a deal!" He was getting frustrated but color drained from his face as the boy's uncle just pulled onto the street. "Oh bollocks."

Following the demon's gaze he saw a fat man with a bushy mustache enter a house with a look of white-hot rage on his face. The moment the door shut, the man started screaming. The angel couldn't believe what he was hearing and turned back to Crowley.

"Who is he yelling at?" Gabriel asked timidly, afraid of the answer.

"A child." Replied Crowley and the angel's eyes narrowed in anger. "And we need to get him out. I can't get through the wards."

Gabriel nodded and, with a determined look on is face, grabbed the demon and dragged him towards the house. It was a toss up about whether or not the wards would let Crowley through with the angel, so the demon braced himself, just in case; however the wards let them through with no more than an unpleasant tingle.

Despite the seriousness, Gabriel still had a flare for dramatics, and flung the door open with a loud crack as it slammed into the wall and stayed there as the handle stuck in the wall. The angel stormed in with the demon right behind. Crowley came to stand next to his companion and addressed the fat man.

"We need to talk, fat-man."

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