For some strange reason I am in a Glee/Harry Potter mood. I have also recently became fascinated with Hufflepuffs. Are they really the leftovers at Hogwarts ? Or are the secretly the best, most accepting house? Kurt Hummel, a Slytherin, wonders the same things and decides to spy on an acapello Hufflepuff group - the Badgers. He of course gets caught. The following ensues.

This scenes should sound very familiar to most Gleeks, but I hope you enjoy the HP twist I put on it. Also, just because I find the notion intriguing, Blaine is Harry's twin brother.

This is definitely not my best work, but I couldn't get this out of my head, so I just wrote it. I also currently don't have a beta so typos are likely.

Disclaimer: Obviously, I am married to Darren Criss. And Chris Colfer is my BFF. And I wrote Harry Potter. And anyone who claims otherwise is a liar! *smiles*

"Butterbeer?" Blaine Potter asked as he popped the top off a bottle and slid across coffee table that was in the middle of the Hufflepuff common. Cocking his head slightly, he quietly observed the Slytherin sitting across from Wes, David and himself.

Confused, Kurt Hummel slowly raised the bottle to his lips, took a small sip and then placed it firmly on the table, before glancing over the three Hufflepuffs. "It's very civilized of you to offer me a drink before you beat me up for spying."

Wes gave him a smile. " We aren't going to beat you up."

"You were such a terrible spy, " David continued with a nod, " we thought it was rather endearing. I mean, any idiot can acquire a set of Hufflepuff robes and learn the password. And you, Hummel are not an idiot. Next to Granger, you're like the smartest kid in the class."

"Which makes me think that you wanted to be caught." By the look on Kurt's face, Blaine knew he was right. Something was deeply troubling him. But what was it? "So out with it my fine Slytherlin friend. What's on your pretty little mind?"

Unsure how to phrase what was o his mind, Kurt blurted out the first thing that came into his head. " What the hell is a Hufflepuff? And-and isn't it a bit…disconcerting to be apart of a house that takes all the leftovers?"

The three Hufflepuffs laughed. Typical.

"Being a part of the Hufflepuffs is pretty simple," Wes responded once his laughter subsided. " Everybody is treated the same, no matter what their strongest attributes are."

Blaine continued with a charming smile. " And between you and me, I'd rather be in a house that accepts every part of me, instead of in one that over dramatizes a few of my personality traits and forces me to become a stereotype."

Kurt stared at them for moment, unsure how to process what he had just heard. Could it really be that simple? A Hufflepuff was someone who was not afraid to be themselves, be different- someone who didn't pass judgment and cared about everyone equally . He frowned as a thought passed over him. Were they perhaps better then the others and not beneath them like people ( mostly his fellow Slytherins) thought? His frown deepened as another thought hit him. If Hufflepuffs were all about being different, why did the sorting hat put him in Slytherin? For surely Kurt Hummel was nothing, if not different.

Kurt was pulled out of his thoughts by the sound of Blaine's voice.

"Would you guys excuse us?"

Wes and David both nod before heading towards the portrait hole. "Take it easy Kurt," Wes calls over his shoulder as he climbs through.

As soon as the portrait closes, Blaine takes a sip of his drink and turns to face Kurt directly. " I take it you're having trouble in your own house."

Kurt let's out a deep breath before answering. Part of him can't believe he's about to admit this out loud- particularly to Harry Potter's twin brother. If Malfoy and his gang ever found out he would be in serious trouble. " I'm the only one in my house who is openly befriends people from other houses. And I try not let what everyone says bother me. But, there's a group of Neanderthals who have made it their mission to make my life a living hell. And nobody seems to care."

Blaine scoffed. He had a feeling he knew exactly which group of Neanderthals Kurt was talking about. " I know how you feel. I get picked on all the time- by the same group as you if I'm mistaken. Because I'm gay, because I'm Harry's brother, because I'm short, because I'm a Hufflepuff. And it really - pisses me off. I've even complained to the faculty and they've been sympathetic and all. But you can just tell most of them don't really cares." He rolled his eyes." It's like, 'hey you're in different house, there's going to be rivalry. Sorry. Nothing we can do about.'

He paused before gesturing to the Hufflepuff common room. " But at least I am safe in here. I'd love to tell you to just become a Hufflepuff, but I know that's not an option. But you could refuse to become the victim. Prejudice is just ignorance Kurt. And have a chance right now to teach everyone."

"How?"

Blaine leaned forward and placed a hand on his knee. " Define the stereotypes. Rise above them. Don't let their ruthless and hatefulness drag you down to their level. Don't let them turn you into a vindictive, stereotypical Slytherin. Because you are so much more then that."

Thanks for reading my little one-shot. Reviews would totally make my day.