Quidditch
The morning light lit up Deans face and the yellow orange color, blend together perfectly with his hazel eyes. Cas blue eyes sparkle, when he watched Dean fly over the Quidditch field.
" Come on Cas, fly with me." Dean smiled wide, and looked at Cas, who sat on the platform burried in papersheets.
" I have to write Snapes paper on several poison beverages." said Cas, and dip his quill in the inkwell.
Dean who had chase the golden snitch around the field, now stopped and flew down to Cas.
" Relax. It is not like Snape is going to test the poison on you, if you do not hand it in on time."
Dean smirked and got of his broom. Cas smile a bite and continued to write.
" Really? Have you even meet Snape?"
Dean played with Cas hair. That he knowed he loved more than anything.
" You have study all night Cas. Why don't we take a break and have some fun?"
Cas closed his eyes and sigh of pleasure.
" You know I am not good at flying." said Cas and opened his eyes.
Then Dean smiled as warmly as he could, and Cas melted like butter.
" I can teach you." Said Dean soft and grapped Cas hand.
Gently Dean gave Cas the broom, and after a moment of hesitant, Cas sat on it. Dean sat behind him and took Cas hands in his own, before he moved them further out.
" So Cas, just take deep breaths and relax."
Dean layed his hands on Cas stomach.
" I am always relaxed when I am with you." Cas smiled, and turned his head at Dean who blushed. Cas that had never seen Dean blush before, smiled even bigger.
" Close your eyes."
Cas did as Dean said. Dean gently stroke his stomach, and whisper calmly and smooth in his ear.
" Flying is all about feeling. Feel the wind blowing in your hair. How you become so light, that you are floating. Imagine how you are flying through the clouds."
Cas wrinkled his forehead.
" But how will I sit when I go up? Do I sit up straight? Do I lean? What about my hands? Does..."
Dean shook his head and laughed.
" Cas, you are definitely the smartest person I know. But now you should not think so much. Go at your gutfeeling. Clean your head and fly."
Cas closed his eyes and let the magic run free. Bite by bite they lifted up high above the green Quiddich field.
" You are flying Cas!" Dean laughed happy.
Cas opened his eyes, and looked around.
" I am flying..."
Cas laughed, when the sunlight touched the three rings right infront of them, so the goals looked magical.
Dean had not let go of Cas, his hands was around his waist and he rested his head on Cas shoulders. Cas smiled greatly at the weight. Carfully and slowly he flew around.
Faster and faster Cas learned to fly. Sometime Dean had to help, so they did not hit the ground. But mostly Cas ruled the broom by himself.
Dean felt so free when they flew through the air.
" I love you Cas."
" I love you to Dean."
Cas tilted his head back and kissed Dean. After a while they split up. Dean looked long in Cas blue eyes, that almost looked gold in the sunlight.
" You are so beautiful Castiel."
Cas suddenly turned around. Dean looked suprised at him.
" What is it?"
" Nothing." said Cas empty.
" Well, something is it." Dean said worried.
Cas smiled pale.
" It is nothing really. Can we chase the snitch?"
Dean stroke Cas along the hips. When Cas did not say anything more, Dean just said.
" Sure. Let's get it."
Cas and Dean holler when they went inside the platform, through the golden rings, and along with the four house banner.
" You are a natural Cas!" Shouted Dean through the strong wind.
" I maybe will take your place as a seeker Dean."
Dean smiled out of the corner of his mouth.
" There it is." He shouted excitedly. "Take it Cas!"
Cas reached out his arm.
" Just...almost..." Cas whisper, and moved to the top of the broom. " Got it!" He jumped in the air, and Dean grabbed his coat, and saved Cas from falling.
" You are a idiot!!!" Dean screamed breathless.
" Of course. I have learned from the best." Smiled Cas mischievous, and hold up the golden snitch in his right hand.