Chapter 1
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"Blaine Anderson" Professor McGonagal called out Blaine's name. Shaking, the tiny boy stood up. He had dark hair that curled uncontrollably, his eyes were just as dark.
He walked slowly to the front of the great hall and sat on the stool. The older woman placed an old, worn out hat atop his head, and waited.
Hmmm, very interesting. Extremely interesting. It seems you haven't figured yourself out quite yet, young lad. Very talented… yes… is that a musical talent I sense? You're so kind… maybe Hufflepuff… but there's something more… a craving to be the best…. Better be…
"RAVENCLAW!" The hat shouted. Startled, the boy jumped up and walked to the table decorated in royal blue. He sat by himself, and watched the remaining students be sorted.
The hat went through name after name, shouting houses. Blaine sat and watched, uninterested. He was very afraid. What if he didn't make any friends? What if nobody liked him? What if he wasn't smart enough to be in Ravenclaw, and they kicked him out? Questions continued to whiz around his head.
"Kurt Hummel." Suddenly, Blaine noticed a slightly taller boy walk up to the stool. He stood out from the rest of the students. Blaine thought he was very pretty. There was something else…
He wasn't afraid like the rest of the students. He walked to the stool with his head held high. He sat down on the stool—no, he fluttered onto the stool, the word "sat" sounds too ungraceful for this movement.
The hat was barely placed onto the boys head when the hat wailed, "RAVENCLAW!"
A group of girls ushered the boy to sat with them, but he walked on. And on. Until finally he came to a stop, right beside Blaine.
"I'm Kurt." Said the boy, and he held out his hand for Blaine to shake. Blaine looked at the hand, it looked as though it were made of porcelain. However, he shook it anyway, careful not to break it as though it was his grandmother's fine china. "I'm Blaine." He replied. The two boys smiled at each other, and Blaine felt something in his stomach.
This must be what it feels like to have friends, he thought. However, the feelings never left.
They stayed for a very long time.
[ four years later ]
Kurt was sitting in the common room, pouring over spell books. The year had just barely begun, and the fourth years were already being flooded with work. This didn't bother him much, though. Kurt actually enjoyed school. He loved to learn new things, especially magic.
Kurt was half-blood. However, his mother's side of the family were purebred. He doesn't see them much though. When his mother fell in love with a muggle, they basically shunned her from the family.
He was almost finished with his potions essay when his best friend, Blaine, busted into the common room.
"Kurt! Kurt! Guess what! Hey Kurt!" The shorter boy was obviously very excited about something. Sighing, Kurt closed his book. He knew that once Blaine arrived, work would never get done.
Breathless, Blaine finally made it over to the table Kurt was sitting at.
Note to self, Blaine is extremely beautiful when he's excited.
"I'm quidditch captain!" He yelled, bringing Kurt into a huge hug.
"Yay! I knew you would be! You're the best one on the team! They say you're the first first-year since Harry Potter to be on the house team! Congradulations." They both sat down on the common room couch.
"It's because I have an awesome friend like you." Blaine smiled. Kurt felt a sudden pang of… something. Right. Friend.
Just friend.
[ months later, fourth year exams. ]
"Why are you so upset about this!" Kurt yelled at Blaine. They were in the dorm room. They were the only ones there, everyone else cleared out a while ago.
Kurt Hummel was in a relationship with the Ravenclaw Seeker, William. For some reason, this upset Blaine.
"Because! You're spending all your time with him now! I'm your best friend, and we haven't even studied together since last January!"" Blaine yelled back. He flopped onto his bead with a thump and buried his face into his pillow.
Kurt thought this over. Maybe he was right. When William and Kurt first started dating at the beginning of the semester, he began to hang around Blaine less and less. But why did Blaine even care? He had his smoking hot Gryffindor girlfriend to worry about.
"Maybe we're just growing apart." Kurt sighed, and he walked out the door.
Both of the boys had tears streaming down their faces.
[ Sixth year ]
"I miss you." Kurt heard the voice coming from the doorway. Kurt was sitting on his four-poster, with books spread across the bead. He looked up to see his ex-best friend Blaine Anderson standing there.
Kurt didn't have to say anything at all. He stood, walked over to the shorter boy, and hugged him. They stood there, wrapped up in each other for what felt like hours. Finally, they broke apart. Smiling, they walked down to the great hall for supper.
[ 7th year, competing for house cup against Slytherin ]
Kurt stood in the stands waving a blue Ravenclaw flag. He should probably be keeping up with the game, but he wasn't. His eyes were locked on Blaine. Still his friend. Only his friend.
Kurt thought, for a while, that things were heating up between he and Blaine. The glances they stole between classes, the smirks, the close encounters in corridors in which Blaine usually had Kurt against a wall. But that was it, they were all close encounters. Never quite being much more than little bugs on the windshield.
But Kurt thought about it every night. He dreamt of Blaine's mouth… his gentle touch. Kurt slept in very often, just to escape from the reality.
But the reality was that Blaine and Kurt were only friends, and it was going to remain that way.
Suddenly, a bludger snuck up behind someone and knocked them off of their broom, sending them falling hundreds of feet.
With a startle, Kurt realized it was Blaine.
Kurt was never the running type, but he ran. He raced over to where Blaine was on the gound. Kurt was the first person there.
Blaine's eyes were half closed. Kurt looked closer, and noticed a silvery substance emitting from his ears. Quickly, Kurt searched his pouch for a flask and filled it with the familiar substance. Blaine let out a soft "Kurt…" Before his eyes closed.
End of Chapter 1! Chapter 2 will be soon. It's only a 2 part
story. In the next part, you will find
out what was in the memory Blaine gave to Kurt.
Will Blaine live? Or has Kurt lost him forever?