A/N: I've wanted to do this for AGES but it wasn't until I actually read this story called A Very Glee Hogwarts that I was inspired enough to write. You should go read it, its fabulous!
So this will be a Kurt centric story with a LITTLE Hevans but Klaine as endgame :) I've altered the timeline, just a little (*cough*) bit; They now all start their first year at the age of sixteen, instead of eleven (this way I can do romance XD). Also, the Triwizard tournament is in their first year and EVERYONE is elligable to compete. Feel free to ask if you have any other questions.
WARNING: Look out for AVPM references (I don't think there are any in this chapter tho *sadface*)!
DISCLAIMER: Okay so this is a HUGE Disclaimer, because I CBF writing one for every chapter so...
I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM HARRY POTTER, GLEE, OR A VERY POTTER MUSICAL. ALSO THERE ARE CHUNKS THAT I HAVE WRITTEN DIRECTLY FROM THE BOOK (ie. the hogwarts acceptance letter) SO THESE DON'T BELONG TO ME.
and i think that's all :P Sorry for the HUGE a/n
Happy Reading :D:D:D:D xx Poppy
"Kurt! It's time to get up!"
Kurt opened his eyes sleepily at the sound of his father's calls. As the room came into focus the first thing he saw was Burt hanging over him grinning. "Happy birthday son!" he said proudly. Suddenly there was a click and a flash of light and Kurt was blinded.
"Ah!" he cried. Burt winced.
"Sorry, kid," he said sheepishly, holding the camera out to him. "Look – your first photo as a sixteen year old!"
Kurt eyed the photo with horror. He looked like Moritz, circa act 2. He tried to grab for the camera but Burt took it back.
"No way boy! I'm sending this in with your reply to the Hogwarts letter – they might think twice 'bout accepting ya." Burt chuckled as Kurt stared at him in shock.
"It came?" he cried, throwing his arms around his dad.
"Yup." Burt pulled out the letter for confirmation
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr Hummel,
We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
When Kurt finished reading through the letter three times he jumped up and down clapping. This was the best birthday present he could have hoped for! He knew his mother had been a witch and had attended Hogwarts, but he had always worried that maybe he wasn't a wizard.
He could hardly sit still all day. He insisted his father take him to Diagon Alley that day as a birthday treat and his dad complied. They took the train into London and found the entrance without any difficulty.
Walking around the village of Diagon Alley Kurt was amazed. Everywhere he looked there were girls and boys and women and men dressed in long cloaks, some bright colours, some plain black and some people even wore witches hats!
Streets all around were embedded with signs advertising unusual products. Kurt longed to go into every shop, but he knew they had to get his things first.
"What's first on the list?" he asked his dad. His dad scanned the list.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRY
Uniform
First years will require
1. Three sets of plain work robes (black)
2. One plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
3. One pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
4. One winter coat (black, silver fastings)
Please note that all pupil's clothing should carry name tags
Set books
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) by Miranda Goshawk
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling
A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch
One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phillida Spore
Magical Dafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger
The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self Protection by Quentin Trimble
I'm a Winner and You're Fat by Sue Sylvester
Other Equipment
1 wand
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Students may also bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad
PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
"We'll get your uniform first," Burt decided
"Ugh they sound so unfashionable," Kurt groaned. Burt rolled his eyes.
"Well we have to get your money converted first anyway. But I can't see Gringotts anywhere…" Burt scanned the village "We have to ask somebody for directions…"
Kurt scanned the crowd. He could see people everywhere, but the person that caught his eye was the tallest man in the street. Kurt wondered if he was actually a giant. He could hear his booming voice over the crowd.
"Yeah, you'll be needin' one. But we gotta get yer money first."
So they were heading to Gringotts too. Without thinking Kurt rushed over to the tall man.
"Excuse me sir," he said boldly. "Can you please tell us how to get to Diagon Alley?" Burt caught up with them.
"Kurt don't run off like that," he scolded. "But yeah, do you know?" The tall man chuckled.
"Why you mus' be Kurt Hummel," he said to Kurt
"I am," Kurt said proudly.
"I knew your mother. It was a sad day when she passed…" The man bowed his head in respect
."I'm Hagrid," he said sticking out a large hand which both Kurt and Burt shook. "And this is Harry." He gestured to the small boy standing next to him. Kurt couldn't believe he hadn't noticed him before! It was Harry Potter!
"Harry Potter!" Kurt exclaimed, excitedly. Harry Potter looked confused.
"Told yeh you were famous," Hagrid chuckled. "Ye see, Kurt 'ere. His mom was best friends with yeh own mom." Harrys' eyes widened.
"Nice to meet you," he said quietly, shaking Kurt's hand.
"We'd be happy to show you to Gringotts," Hagrid grinned.
Together they walked to the bank. It wasn't a long walk, but they were going quite slowly because Kurt and Harry were trying to get a glimpse at every store.
When they arrived at the bank, Harry and Kurt were excited to learn that it was run by Goblins. Hagrid apparently had secret business that they had to attend to first. They all went along a cart and Hagrid removed a small package from vault seven hundred and thirteen.
"What do you think it is?" Harry whispered to Kurt, who shrugged.
"No idea," he said. "But I bet it's something really expensive and dangerous – the vault didn't even have a lock. Only the goblin could get it out." Harry nodded in agreement.
They then made a trip to Harry's vault. Kurt was shocked at how rich Harry was. Apparently Harry was too.
They then went and converted enough money for Kurt to buy all his school things.
When they exited the bank with their pockets and wallets filled, Hagrid turned to them and said
"Where yeh gotta go next?"
"Madam Malkins," Burt said.
"So do we… and I gotta get Harry's birthday present… how about you two boys run along to the uniform shop and Burt and I go to the Owl shop. I 'spect Kurt'll be needing an owl too." Burt nodded.
"Will you two be right by yourselves?" He asked. Both the boys nodded.
"When did your mom die?" Harry asked quietly as they headed off to Madam Malkin's together.
"She died a little bit after I was born," Kurt told him. "She was killed by a Death Eater."
"What's a death eater?" Harry asked. Kurt raised his eyebrows.
"How much do you know?" Kurt asked him.
"Not a lot," Harry admitted. "Only that there was a really bad wizard Voldermort" Kurt stifled a gasp at the name "that killed a lot of people – including my parents. And he tried to kill me, but he couldn't…" Harry didn't sound proud. Instead he sounded confused and a little sad. "I only found out I was a wizard yesterday – I've been living with muggles my whole life. I bet I fail all my classes – I don't know anything," Harry worried. Kurt shook his head.
"Don't worry. You'll be fine. I don't know any magic yet either. But the death eaters were Voldermort's followers. They were trying to get my mom to join their side, but she refused. So they killed her." Kurt's tone was matter of fact but deep down his heart hurt a little. He hadn't known her, but he still missed her.
Luckily, he didn't have to keep talking about her. They had reached the shop.
"Hogwarts?" Madam Malkin asked them as they walked in. They both nodded. "Got the lot in here – three being fitted right now, actually."
In the back of the shop there stood three blonde children, two boys and one girl, who looked like they were Harry and Kurt's age. They were each having their robes fitted by little witches dressed in mauve robes. Madam Malkin stood Kurt on a stool first and pulled some lengthy black robes over his head and began pinning them.
"Hullo," the boy closest to Harry said. "Hogwarts, too?"
"Yes" said Harry
"I'm Draco," the boy said in a drawling tone, "and this is my sister Quinn," He nodded to the snobby looking girl on the stool next to him, "and my brother Samuel" he nodded to the boy on Quinn's right who was in animated conversation with Kurt.
"I can't believe they aren't letting first years have their own broomsticks," Sam was moaning to Kurt who was nodding fervently in agreement
"I know," Kurt agreed. "All that practice for nothing!" Harry wondered what Quidditch was…
"I'm Harry," Harry said simply. Draco's eyes widened.
"Harry," he repeated. "As in Harry Potter?"
"Yes," Harry said, shifting uncomfortably as half the eyes in the shop whipped to Harry's.
"Is that… lit can't be…" Murmurs filled the shop. Harry sighed. He didn't know if he would ever get used to this.
"That's you done, dear" Madam Malkin said, and Harry hopped off the stool. Kurt was already finished.
"Well, I guess we'll see you at Hogwarts," Draco drawled. Harry nodded.
"See you Kurt!" Sam called after them. Kurt turned and waved.
"How'd you guys go?" Burt asked them when they exited the store. He handed them both an ice cream.
"Good, thanks," Harry said. Kurt nodded in agreement. Burt generously took both their bags from them.
"Hagrid's still getting your birds so we'll go and wait over here." They all sat on a near bench and ate their ice creams.
"What's Quidditch?" Harry asked suddenly. Kurt choked on a chunk of ice cream.
"Sorry," He spluttered, "I keep forgetting you don't know – it's a sport. A wizard sport… it's kinda like football I guess" Kurt shrugged "everyone follows it. It's played up in the air, on broomsticks" Harry nodded.
"Where'd you hear about Quidditch?" Burt asked Harry. They told him about the kids in the shop. Burt frowned.
"They would be the Malfoy's.," he growled. "If you can avoid it don't get caught up with them at school – their whole family's bad – there dad was a Death Eater."
Before Harry could ask more questions Hagrid came back, producing two beautiful snowy white owls. They both thanked their carers fervently.
"Next stop – wands," Hagrid told them. Both the boys clapped excitedly. They had been waiting for this…
Ollivanders was empty by the time they reached it. They were greeted by the shop keeper, Ollivander who greeted them happily.
"Hello Hagrid," he beamed. "And who have you brought with you?"
"This is Burt Hummel, you know, Elizabeth Hummel's husband," Ollivander shook Burt's hand fervently.
"Of course I remember dear Liz. Wonderful woman. I remember the very day she was in this shop…" He sighed at the memory. "I remember every wand I've ever sold" He informed the others proudly.
"This is Kurt, Burt's son." Hagrid patted Kurt on the back. "And this, is Harry Potter" Ollivander's eyes widened as he took in Harry.
"Ah, yes, yes, I knew I'd be seeing you soon Harry Potter. You have your mother's eyes" He told him, continuing to prattle on about the wands that his parents had bought.
Finally he got around to giving them wands. They tried Kurt's first. He was handed a wand and flicked it, sparks shooting out immediately. Ollivander clapped.
"Excellent," he said. Kurt grinned as Burt paid for the wand.
They got Harry's next. His took a lot longer to find. They tried about twenty different wands before Ollivander was satisfied.
"How curious…" Ollivander was muttering.
"What?" Harry asked.
"It so happens that the phoenix whose tail is in your wand gave one other feather – just one other. It is very curious that you are destined for this wand when its brother – why, its brother gave you that scar" He gestured to Harry's forehead. Harry swallowed nervously.
Finally, Harry paid for his wand and Mr Ollivander bowed them out of the shop.
After this Burt and Kurt and Hagrid and Harry said their goodbyes and went their separate ways .
"See you on the train!" Kurt called after his new friend.
They continued their shopping, buying the remaining items off the list before they made their way back home.
That night they went out to dinner. When they returned home it was late, so Kurt showered and hopped into his favourite pyjamas, popping his favourite DVD into the TV and grabbing a warm glass of milk and sliding under the covers of his soft bed.
He was halfway through Beauty and the Beast, when Burt gently knocked on his door. Kurt pressed pause on the DVD player and flicked on the lamp.
"Come in," he called. Burt gently opened his door and came and sat on the edge of Kurt's bed.
"Have you had a good day, son?" He asked. Kurt nodded vigorously.
"Best birthday ever," He announced. Burt chuckled.
"Good." He smiled and presented a beautifully wrapped package from behind his back. The box was large and wrapped with shining red paper, topped with a beautiful golden bow.
"Dad!" Kurt cried. "You already got me Pavarotti for my birthday," he said, gesturing to his beautiful snowy white owl, which was fast asleep in his cage.
"Yeah," Burt shrugged. "I got this for you too." Kurt eagerly unwrapped his present and opened the box. Inside was the most beautiful red and gold scarf. Kurt rubbed it against his porcelain cheek. It was so soft! "It was your mother's." Burt told him. "She was in Gryffindor. It doesn't matter if you don't get in… then I guess you'll have to settle for wearing it around the house." Kurt's eyes filled with tears and he flung his arms around his dad's neck.
"Thanks dad," Kurt whispered. "I love you."
"I love you too, son."