Chapter 1

Blaine looked out the window of the train as they pulled away from Platform 9 ¾. He waved to his mother one last time before the train rolled on, carrying him with it and leaving his dear mother behind.

When she was finally out of sight, he surveyed the compartment around him. He was the only one in it, which didn't bother him. At Dalton Academy of Magic he hadn't had many friends, if any, and he was used to being alone.

At the thought of Dalton he winced mentally, remembering the reason why he had to leave and start the new school year here at Hogwarts. His parents seemed surprised when he'd voiced his request for the transfer at the beginning of summer, but didn't question much. He hadn't expected them to. They normally complied with his wishes without question.

He heard a tap on the glass door of the compartment and he looked over as the door was slid open by a tall, skinny boy with light brown hair. He looked over at Blaine and Blaine felt his heart clench in his chest. He couldn't bring himself to look away from the boy's eyes. The light filtering in through the window caught the small specks of green that seemed to be drowning in a sea of blue. The boy had a pretty face, and his light brown hair looked perfect, like the boy spent a long time trying to style it just right. Blaine realized that he was becoming attracted to the boy and reprimanded himself, knowing he could very well be setting himself up to be shoved down.

He was snapped back from his daze by the boy's soft voice.

"May I come in?" he asked.

Blaine smiled slightly and nodded his head, not saying anything. He looked down at his hands folded in his lap and started to idly pick at a loose thread on the cuff of his black robe, afraid to look up in fear that he might stare again.

The boy sat down across from Blaine, close to the window. Blaine could feel the boy looking at him, but said nothing and they sat in silence as Blaine kept picking at the loose thread.

"I'm Kurt Hummel," the boy finally said, his soft voice as smooth as silk. Blaine chanced a glance up and he smiled again, politely.

"I'm Blaine Anderson," he said.

"Are you new here at Hogwarts?" Kurt asked curiously, "I don't recall ever seeing you before."

Blaine nodded his head. "I'm a transfer from Dalton Academy of Magic."

"Dalton? You're transferring here from Dalton?" Kurt said surprise evident in his voice.

Blaine nodded his head and shrugged. "The curriculum was great, but I had some…. trouble at Dalton. The students didn't much take well to the idea of me being….." he hesitated for a minute "gay. I heard that Hogwarts has a great 'No-Bullying' policy. I told the headmaster about my situation and after he saw my marks said he'd be delighted to welcome me to the school."

Kurt nodded understandingly. "Headmaster Shuester is very understanding," he said absently, "and I myself haven't had too much trouble with any bullying because I'm gay."

Blaine eyes widened a little at the last words. "Wait? You're gay too?" he said, a bit surprised.

Kurt nodded and smiled, then let out a little chuckle. Blaine blushed slightly, though he wasn't sure why.

"So what house are you in?" Blaine asked, changing the subject.

"Warbler." Kurt said.

"That's the house they added on two years after the final battle right; the one for artistically talented students?" Blaine asked. He secretly hoped he got into the Warbler House. Dalton lacked a proper arts program, preferring to focus solely on magic. That was yet just another thing that Blaine disliked about Dalton.

Kurt nodded his head. "That's the one!" he said enthusiastically.

Blaine grinned and looked out the window. There was a brief moment of silence before there was another tap on the window, followed by the entrance of a thick dark skinned girl. Blaine looked her over as she stepped in.

"'Cedes!" Kurt exclaimed as he stood up and rushed over to the girl.

They embraced in a short hug before Kurt pulled away. He turned and looked over at Blaine then back at the girl.

"'Cedes, this is Blaine Anderson. Blaine, this is Mercedes Jones, my best friend," he said, a happy grin on his face.

Mercedes smiled at Blaine before saying "Hey."

Blaine replied with a smile of his own and a simple "Hi."

Kurt walked back over and resumed his seat, while Mercedes sat down beside him. Kurt and Mercedes settled into comfortable idle chatter, while Blaine resumed the earlier act of picking at a loose thread on his cuff. He looked up every now and then when he was asked a question that would include him in on the conversation briefly. He smiled to himself as he listened to them talk.

Again there came a tap on the glass and a light skinned boy with longish Blonde hair stepped into the compartment. He immediately took a seat next to Mercedes and she looked away from Kurt long enough to smile sweetly at him and take his hand. When she and Kurt when back to talking, the blonde boy cleared his throat.

"Are you going to introduce me to your friend over here you two?" he asked.

The two immediately quit talking and Blaine saw Kurt blush just slightly.

"Sam, this is Blaine. He's a transfer from Dalton. Blaine, this is Sam, Mercedes bottle-blond boyfriend." Kurt said.

"Hey! I'd thought we'd stopped with the whole 'you thinking I'm a fake blond thing'" Sam said indignantly.

Kurt merely looked across Mercedes at him with an eyebrow raised mockingly.

"Guess not." Sam mumbled.

After that, they all talked about anything and everything that came to mind. Blaine couldn't keep himself from smiling the whole time. More than once, he found himself staring at Kurt, mesmerized and each time he found his heart beat raise rapidly and he'd have to go back to picking at the loose thread on his cuff again. He spotted Kurt a few times staring his way also, longer than could pass for a glance, and that too made his heart beat and he'd get butterflies in his tummy.

When the sun had already disappeared from view behind the horizon for an hour or two, they found themselves coming to a stop. They all glanced around at each other, feeding off each others' excitement.

For Kurt, Mercedes, and Sam, it was the excitement of the beginning of another year at Hogwarts, getting to see old friends, and maybe make some news ones.

For Blaine, it was the excitement of a new start, a new school, new friends, new adventures, and maybe… just maybe, he thought, stealing a glance at Kurt, a little romance.

Blaine stepped off the train, grabbing his luggage and the cage containing his owl Moonshoes. He ran a hand through his dark, curly hair, his hazel eyes glowing with anticipation. He smiled as Kurt walked up to him, flashing him an excited grin, and Blaine thought to himself that maybe things would be alright after all.