Third Floor Common Room - Sunday Afternoon

Chris decided to make himself comfortable in the common room and flipped through the TV channels until he hit on the football playoffs.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-01-07 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good place for that. All sorts of stuff like magic being taught here." Dean paused. "Wyatt?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-01-07 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"My brother's at the school with me too," Dean said. "'Cept I'm the older one."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-01-07 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"I got stuck in this portal pocket dimension thing for three years though it only seemed like three hours to me," Dean explained. "After he got me out, Dad decided to send Sammy and me here to keep us safe. That was last May. Then, last semester Dad got a job teaching here so he could keep a better eye on us."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-01-08 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah?" Dean grinned. "Given what I know about what would be your family history, I'm guessing I don't have to clarify that it's not hunting deer and rabbits, right?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-01-08 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Family business huh? Yeah, that's what Sammy and I are doing. Dad's one of the best hunters out there and we're going to follow in his footsteps."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-01-08 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
"You will," Dean said confidently. "Like I said, Dad's the best."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-01-08 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
"You mean besides my sparkling wit and stunning good looks?" Dean shook his head with a smirk. "No powers. Just a lot of training and knowledge."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-01-08 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Yep." He grinned. "Is this the part where you tell me that's impossible? Because I already had that conversation with Bel. Many times."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-01-08 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
"They do when a demon attacks your family," Dean said seriously. "My mom was killed by one when Sammy was a baby."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-01-08 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry," Dean said, deliberately not trying to do math to figure out what year that would have been. Would be. Whatever. "Demons suck."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-01-08 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Yep. To keep them from doing to others what they did to our family."