Disclaimer: The characters of glee do not belong to me. Neither does the world of Harry Potter. So this is a Blam endgame Harry Potter/glee fic. I am sure I'll have other pairings, the only one I know for sure that will be endgame is Blam. Bear with me, this isn't completely fleshed out. I've had the idea for awhile and just went with it. This is set now, and there's a new villain that is going to surface. I'm starting with Blaine & Sam being in fifth year. So just bear with me. Blam is not established yet but they ARE best friends and there ARE feelings. Hogwarts School is where they met. XD. READ ON!
Blaine Anderson and the Headmaster's Orb
By Julia
Fifth year was going to be great. Blaine Anderson thought as he walked down the Express, looking for his best friend Sam Evans. Blaine was sure their other best friend Brittany S. Pierce would also be there. Blaine finally found their compartment, but before he could go in, his mortal enemy, Sebastian Smythe of Slytherin House stepped in front of him. Blaine rolled his eyes. "Go away, Smythe." He said immediately. Blaine was carrying his owl's cage, his trunk was already stored. He and Sebastian had hated each other since first year. Blaine looked at him, curls falling over his forehead. He just wanted this to be over. He wanted to see Sammy.
Leaning on the compartment doorjam, Sebastian gave him a sly grin. "When are you going to admit that you have feelings for me, Anderson?" Sebastian folded his arms tightly as he looked at the other boy. Why he wanted Blaine when the other boy was a halfblood was beyond him. Sebastian made no bones about looking Blaine up and down lecherously. He was seeing someone, but that didn't stop him. He always hit on Blaine. Sebastian knew that the other boy didn't have feelings for him however. He knew that Blaine was head over heels for that blonde fool Evans.
"You have got to be a nutter, Smythe." Was his reply. "Please go so I can go and join my friends." Blaine didn't take his eyes off the Slytherin boy, and his owl Apollo began to hoot, and he wanted to see Sam and Brittany too. Blaine didn't want to talk to Sebastian any longer than he had to. Blaine didn't know how Smythe could live with himself sometimes. Blaine would never go out with him and he knew that deep down Smythe knew that. "You know that I don't fancy you." Blaine brushed his hand through his messy shock of curls. It never seemed like they were anything but very messy.
Before Sebastian could answer, Sam stuck his head out of their compartment. "Hey, Blaine." He had a big smile on his face. He, Blaine, and Brittany were all Hufflepuffs. Sam glared at Sebastian. "Get lost, Smythe." He said. Sam hated Sebastian too, because he knew how Sebastian felt about Blaine. Although he knew that Blaine didn't feel the same. If he did, he would have said that he'd go out with him by now. Sam glared at the Slytherin boy until he moved so that Blaine could go into the compartment. Sam folded his arms. He was already wearing his robes. Most kids waited until they got up to the school. Sam looked at him. "You're never going to have him."
"Oh, Evans, if you're not careful he's going to know how you feel about him." Sebastian replied smoothly, he didn't let Sam get to him. Sebastian thought Sam had a good body but he thought Sam was just a bit too slow for his taste. Sebastian folded his arms, too. "If you're not going to share him it doesn't bother me." He added this cheekily and winked at him before he moved down the train. Sebastian was a prefect this year, and he was almost done patrolling. Then he could go and join his friends, Santana Lopez and Kurt Hummel. Sebastian had to admit, his real feelings were for Kurt, but Kurt was seeing a Ravenclaw, Adam Crawford. Sebastian hated that Crawford was an older boy, too, a sixth year.
As soon as Blaine had entered, Sam had crushed him to his body in a hug. Blaine had to admit, he loved a Sam hug. He squeezed him tight. "I missed you so much." Blaine whispered in his ear, his breath on Sam's earlobe. Blaine shivered as he backed off from Sam to sit. Brittany lived near him, so they had spent some of the summer together. Brittany was the only one Blaine had told that he loved Sam. Blaine wasn't able to keep from touching Sam's shoulder. They were very comfortable with each other. It was just how they were. "How was your summer?" Blaine asked Sam, looking at him expectantly. Sam always had good stories. His younger siblings wouldn't be in Hogwarts till he'd left, they were only eight. Blaine loved Sammy's little siblings. They were adorable, Stevie was a little Sammy. "Cooper wasn't home very much, so I spent a lot of time with Brittany at her place." Blaine had a young father, he had gotten Blaine's mum pregnant while they were at Hogwarts. Blaine wasn't sure that Coop had been ready, and so he ended up being a crap father. Blaine missed his mother, she had died when he was nine. She had never gotten to see him at Hogwarts.
Sam started telling Blaine about his summer. He was glad to have Blaine to tell it to. Blaine was Sam's very favorite thing about Hogwarts. Sam was a pureblood, so as amazing as it was, Blaine, having someone to talk to about all of the things that happened. Their pureblood friends would just scoff. Blaine never did, since his father, while being a wizard, lived like a Muggle, Blaine hadn't gotten to have a normal wizard upbringing. So he loved to tell Blaine about all of their cool wizardly things. Sam had even introduced him to the Weird Sisters, it was a great wizarding singing band. Blaine had enjoyed them, Sam could tell that Blaine was going to form a band right out of high school. He played guitar. Sam thought it was so great, super sexy of course. Sam was trying not to think about what Sebastian had said. He didn't know if he could come up with a way to tell Blaine. Sam was wanting to though. Blaine was amazing and Sam loved him. They were best friends. Before anyone could say anything, they were joined by Mike Chang, he was in Ravenclaw. He was also a prefect. Sam really hoped Mike's girlfriend Rachel Berry, was with the other Ravenclaws. She and Mike had been together since first year and now they were prefects together. "Hey, Chang." Sam greeted him.
While everyone chatted, Blaine let his hazel eyes stay on Sam. A lock of blonde hair had fallen over Sam's forehead and Blaine longed to move it. When it was called for him to contribute, he did, but he couldn't really tell you what was going on. Blaine was quiet all the way to Hogwarts, and when they were getting in the carriages. Then it was just him and Sam. Blaine's owl had gone up to the Owlery. Blaine was staring at his lap, for once nervous around Sam. He ran his hand through his curls, which were still messy. "It's going to be a great year."
Sam wondered why Blaine was being so quiet. Sam nudged Blaine's shoulder. "You were quiet on the train. And you're still being quiet. What's wrong? And don't lie and say nothing." Sam told him. Sam hated to see him so quiet. He looked at Blaine's hands, they were gathered in the other boy's lap, and Sam wanted to hold one. He knew that if he did though Blaine would get suspicious. That was one of the few things that they didn't do with each other. Sam reached out and tilted Blaine's chin up to look into his eyes. "You can tell me anything, you know that."
When Sam touched him, Blaine's face turned red. He couldn't help it. Blaine wasn't sure what to say in answer. He couldn't tell him that it was Sam that was making Blaine not speak. As much as he wanted to. "It's really nothing, Sammy. I swear." Blaine really hoped it would end there. He didn't want to be forced to tell him. Blaine brushed his hand through his curls again. Some of them fell over his eyes, and Sam's fingers moved to brush them off his forehead. Blaine leaned into the touch despite himself. Blaine couldn't help it. He loved when Sam touched him, especially his hair. It was a huge turn on him for him. Felt amazing.
It gave Sam a tight tingle in his stomach when the other boy leaned into his touch. Blaine was liking it, he could tell. Sam leaned out then, and pressed his lips to Blaine's, gently. Blaine's lips tasted like cherries, which he had always suspected. Sam shivered as he drew Blaine's tongue into his mouth, and they both let out moans. Sam had wanted to do this since first year. Blaine was so gorgeous. Sam's first wet dream had been about him. Sam had been surprised but it had been amazing. Sam shivered as Blaine's hand moved up into his hair. That was a huge turn on for him, too. Sam could feel his length hardening in his jeans. He tugged Blaine closer, wishing the carriage ride was longer than it was.
Blaine's own length was tightening in his jeans. Blaine hadn't ever had sex before, and he honestly wanted it to be Sam. Blaine let his hand crawl up up into Sam's hair, tugging on it. Sam groaned against his mouth. He knew that this was getting too heated. They really ought to stop. Blaine moaned against Sam's mouth, and his fingers tugged him closer, He couldn't help himself. Sam tasted amazing. Just like he had always thought he would. Blaine dropped a leg over Sam's lap, and he wished that they could skip the banquet. But he was starved. Blaine leaned to whisper in Sam's ear. "After the banquet, do you want to sneak into somewhere and…. lose our virginities?" He asked. Blaine didn't know how this had happened, but he wasn't going to turn it down, either. Blaine hadn't ever felt this way about anyone else before. Blaine pulled back to look in those green eyes. They were gorgeous. Blaine had always loved them. They reminded him of emeralds. Blaine couldn't help the grin that spread over his face when Sam nodded his assent. Blaine kissed him again, and they both pressed closer. Blaine really couldn't imagine anything better than this. They were even in the same House. Blaine loved that. They loved to spend as much time together as possible.
The banquet and sorting seemed to take forever for Sam. All he could think about was sex with Blaine. He had been waiting a very long time for this. Sam had been wanting it to be Blaine. He had to admit, he did gorge himself on lots of delicious food. Which he usually didn't do. He liked to watch what he ate. It was just easier that way. Blaine wasn't the same. He loved to eat. Sam liked that about him, though. He loved that Blaine liked to eat. It was cute. Sam and Blaine did their best to hang back so they could sneak off. They already knew the new password. They were going to the Room of Requirement. They couldn't go to their dorms. Although they and Joe Hart were the only Hufflepuffs in the fifth year. Sam wouldn't be surprised if Joe knew that something was going on with them. Sam was holding Blaine's hand, and they were sneaking off to the Room of Requirement. They had snuck off there a few times, it was definitely the place to do this for the first time. Sam and Blaine thought about their need and paced in front of the door. On the third pass, the door appeared for them. Sam eagerly opened the door, and they went inside. It was gorgeous, filled with candles, a bed, a radio, which was playing Katy Perry. She was a Muggle singer that they both loved. They immediately fell on the bed, kissing feverishly. Sam thought this was the perfect way to usher in their fifth year together at Hogwarts.
This was going to be perfect. Blaine was nervous as hell, but he really wanted to do this. Blaine's hands moved up into Sam's robes, pushing them off his shoulders. Then they moved down and slipped under his tee shirt, stroking the small of his back. His hands stayed there, Sam's skin felt amazing. They pulled back to take off shirts, Blaine licking his lips when he saw Sam's abs and chest. Blaine unbuttoned his jeans, moving them down, exposing his cock, (ever hardening cock) to Sam. They both hitched in gasps, and they began to kiss again. Blaine toed off his jeans, and they fell to the floor. Blaine gasped as his bare length touched Sam's through his underwear. It made them both harder, and they shivered at the feel of that. Sam's hand moved up into Blaine's hair, and Blaine's hips arched up to meet Sam's. They kissed deeply, Sam's tongue probing into Blaine's mouth. He licked the roof of Blaine's mouth, and they both shivered as their rock hard cocks pressed together. That made Blaine push off Sam's underwear, and tossed those on the floor. Sam parted Blaine's legs, licking a finger and and teasing Blaine with it before he slipped inside. Blaine gasped in shocked desire and the fingers on Sam's back scratched.
His finger kept up its movements, and Sam kissed Blaine feverishly. Sam's cock pressed up against Blaine's hard, and his heart almost stopped. He leaned to whisper to Blaine. "You ready for my cock now, love?" He asked, as Blaine nodded, and he slowly replaced his finger with his unit. They both let out long loud moans. Blaine's neatly trimmed nails scratched Sam's back in pleasure. Sam set his hips going, and Blaine's hands moved to his hips, holding on as they moved together. They both kissed each other, breathlessly. Sam couldn't have imagined better first time sex. Sam shivered as they moved together, Blaine's cock brushing Sam's abs. Sam's arms were bracing himself on the bed, but Blaine's hands moved to grip Sam's ass, pushing on him, pushing Sam deeper into him. Blaine cried out, and Sam did too. The song on the iPod changed to Wrecking Ball. They both gasped and started moving faster. It was one of their songs they liked to sing together at the top of their lungs. As the words I came in like a wrecking ball played, Sam and Blaine came, an explosion into Blaine's ass and spread all over Sam's and Blaine's abs. They both gasped, trying to breathe. It felt intense in the room, as they looked into each other's eyes. It fell like they would be together forever, and they both felt the strength of that. Sam could feel his heart stop, and his stomach jumped.
Blaine was the first to speak. "Oh shit." He said, that had felt brilliant. Like all the shags of his life would come from that cock. That filled him with peace, as opposed to fear. Before either of them could say anything else, there was a gasp. They quickly covered themselves, and laid eyes on Marley Rose, a Ravenclaw year down from them. She gasped again. She was their friend, at least. Blaine looked at Marley. "I'm sorry, Marls." He said, blushing deeply. Blaine just couldn't help it. Maybe Marley had needed it this way, too, and the room didn't know that she wasn't with them. Blaine was blushing to beat the band. He got dressed enough to reach for his shirt. "We…. I can't believe it led you to us." Blaine said thoughtfully. Sam was also dressed, and their hands reached for one another. Blaine saw Marley's blue eyes see that, and her face lit up. She started talking excitedly to Sam, as Blaine watched, lost in thought. Blaine felt…. complete, whole. Blaine had never felt this way in his life. It felt like he was so happy he could burst. As Sam spoke to Marley, his thumb stroked the back of Blaine's hand absentmindedly. Blaine loved the feel of that. It felt like it happened every day. Now it would. That made him smile.
They all left not long after, and Marley set off for her House. Marley had a crush on a boy in Hufflepuff, Jake Puckerman. He also was a fourth year. His older brother Puck was a Slytherin, and their youngest sister Sarah was a first year and a Gryffindor. That's why she'd been looking for the Room of Requirement. Marley had to admit, she wasn't at all surprised about Blam. That's what all of Hogwarts called them. They were always together. Marley gave the password to the statue and she entered the common room. Marley immediately laid eyes on Quinn Fabray, a sixth year. She was sort of seeing Jake's older brother. Marley was under the impression that Puck was also a sixth year."Hey, Quinn." Marley said shyly. She hadn't spoken to her much. Marley was usually pretty shy and did her best to not offend any upperclassmen. Marley sat on one of the armchairs near the blonde. She wondered if Quinn would say something back. Marley brushed some of her long brown hair behind her ear. She watched the older girl pack up her books. "I saw Blaine and Sam." Marley spoke as casually as she could. Marley knew that Quinn was friends with Blaine. They apparently had used to live near each other. Marley wondered if it was okay to mention what they had been doing and decided it wasn't.
It took everything she had not to roll her eyes when Marley sat. Quinn wasn't sure she liked her yet. Quinn could be a huge bitch when she wanted to be. She supposed that right now it wasn't fair to Marley. "I am glad to see you. How is Blaine?" She felt obliged to ask, and she zoned out a bit as Marley went into detail. Quinn wondered if Sam and Blaine had been shagging when she saw them. Quinn had heard Marley tell Berry that she was going to the Room of Requirement. Quinn made the appropriate responses when needed, but she mostly stayed lost in thought. Quinn was trying to work through her attraction to Noah Puckerman. She couldn't figure out why she liked him. He was a bit immature, and while he had been after her since first year, he had had sex with other girls. Quinn was wondering if he could truly commit. She wasn't sure that he could. It just wasn't his strong suit. Quinn wanted him to grow up a bit before they got serious. She already had been hurt before. By Puck and another sixth year, Jesse St. James. Another Slytherin. Apparently they were her type. She had even slept with Santana Lopez.
Speaking of the devil, at the moment in the Slytherin common room sat Santana. Doing her nails. Kurt was sitting with her, flipping through Witch Weekly. Santana tried to get him to quit reading it, but he wouldn't. Santana couldn't stand that rag. Apparently her best gay could. Santana knew that he hated that and tried not to say it out loud in front of him. They were then joined by Sebastian, and Santana looked towards him. "Yo, Spader." She said, she had once told him he was like a villain in an 80s movie, which she'd had to explain to him, and so she called him James Spader. Pretty In Pink was one of her favorite Muggle movies. She was dating a halfblood from Hufflepuff. Brittany had taught her a lot about Muggle stuff. They were only sort of together, Santana was too scared to commit. She wanted to, but it scared her. She looked to Smythe, and wondered if he was ever going to tell Ladyface how he felt. She knew that he was into him. "So, Spader, hows did that hookup with the blonde Hufflepuff go?" There was some sixth year he'd been using to make Kurt jealous, to no avail. Santana couldn't tell you his name to save her life, so she hoped it would never be an issue. She reached for the nail polish. She had to admit, she wished Brittany were here. They hadn't seen each other yet.
Catching Kurt's eye roll, Sebastian shrugged as casually as he could. He didn't want Kurt to figure him out, they might have a row and he'd rather not. He was in a good mood for once and he wanted it to stay that way. Sebastian looked to Santana. "I don't know, he ended up chickening out. And his name is Jeff, chica." He told her, a lot with a tone. He was just like that with her, and she him. Sebastian caught the eyes of Puckerman and they glared at each other. House loyalty went only so far with them. Puck hated him. Sebastian officially had no opinion about him.
The Latina caught the boy's eye, too, and they shared a look of grudging respect. They were actually pretty close. Santana gave him an apologetic look, and turned back to Smythe. She said, "You knows as well as I do that I don't care." This was brutally honest, and honestly, that's why she was mates with him. They could be brutally honest.
Kurt didn't even look up from his mag as he said, "You know, Smythe, Jeff has a boyfriend that he is fighting with. You should do the right thing and stop messing with him." Although Kurt knew that that wasn't going to happen. Sebastian did what was best for Sebastian. Always.
"Thanks for the advice, Hummel." Sebastian drawled, rolling his eyes. He didn't care what he had to say about anything. Although he supposed that it wasn't a surprise that he told him to back off. "You're with Crawford, Ladyface, I have to put my attention somewhere." He added. Sebastian pulled out an old copy of Ghadding with Ghouls and opened it, suddenly feeling very alone. Sometimes that happened when he was with his mates. He didn't really know why. He got engrossed, wishing that he'd been at Hogwarts with Lockheart teaching. It had been way before his time. He was definitely a fan, he'd even sent away for a signed picture at St. Mungo's.
Kurt rolled his eyes and didn't reply, still looking at the article about how to tell if your crush really liked you. Kurt was looking for tips to see if he could figure out Adam. Adam was being really distant all of a sudden. It was odd and he didn't like it. Then there was Smythe always hitting on him. That was very annoying and unsettling. Especially since the other boy knew that Kurt didn't want him. He never had, really. Although Kurt would admit, he was good looking. Not out loud, anyway. Except to Santana, who had kept the secrets, surprisingly. She wasn't good at secrets usually. But he supposed that sometimes she would actually watch her mouth. Kurt flipped the page, doing his best to appear bored.
The next morning, Blaine woke with Sam in his bed. Blaine didn't know when he'd snuck in, but he wasn't surprised. Blaine still felt like yesterday was all a dream. They only had to worry about Joe, and he was pretty chill. He wasn't even in bed, he was already up for the day. Blaine leaned over Sam, kissing him. Wake up, sleepyhead. Breakfast!" He said, giggling when Sam groaned. He was not a morning person. Blaine moved to get up and get dressed, and fight with his curls a bit. Sam groaned and didn't start to move at all. Blaine moved and opened the window, letting in sunlight. That caused another moan from his boyfriend. Blaine just chuckled and continued to get dressed. "You'll miss breakfast." Blaine admonished, getting the clothes and reaching for his robes. Blaine moved to check the schedule, it was double Herbology with the Slytherins that morning. Great. A smile spread over his face, though, he had something to tell Sebastian when he hit on him now. Blaine whistled cheerfully, causing Sam to groan again. "See you in the Common Room!" He said loudly, and went down, seeing Britt waiting for them. Blaine gave her a huge grin. "Guess who's dating?" He asked, as he came to a stop beside her. He couldn't wait to tell her.
"The Fat Lady and Violet?" Brittany guessed. "They've been spending a lot of time together." She was already in her robes, and carrying her bookbag. Her long blonde hair fell in waves down her back. She was nervous about seeing Santana. She looked into Blaine's smiling face, as he shook his head. "Professor Schue and Ms. Pillsbury?" She was the nurse in the infirmary, and Will Schuester taught History of Magic. Professor Binns, the only ghost teacher, had retired and was now roaming the grounds boring students. Brittany thought they should just get married, they obviously liked each other.
Blaine shook his head, looking at Brittany indulgently. That was just how you had to be with her. "Maybe, but I meant Sam and I." He told her, another bright grin lighting up his face. Blaine grinned more when she grinned too, and they jumped up and down together excitedly. Sam joined them then, looking at them from under a sheen of blonde locks. Blaine gave him a slow grin. "How cute." He declared, laughing. Sam made a face at him. Blaine reached for his hand and they all left the dorm. They walked down to the Great Hall, and Sam only looked awake when they saw the tables full of food. They went to their table, finding Mike and Rachel waiting for them.
After breakfast, everyone went off to classes. Blaine and Sam walked with Britt, still holding hands and ignoring the talk from the Slytherins. Blaine hummed under his breath, Wrecking Ball. He had had it in his head since the night before. Blaine was waiting for Sam to fully awake, it might not be till the end of class. Blaine could feel Sebastian's eyes on him, and he did his best to forget about it. He didn't want to hear what the other boy had to say about them being together. Blaine ran his free hand through his curls, messing them up some more.
"Yo, Smythe, you gonna stop staring at my boyfriend?" Sam asked, as he finally focused on the fact that Sebastian was looking at Blaine. They all stopped, everyone in the vicinity. They all watched, wanting to see what was going to happen. Sam let go of Blaine to look at Sebastian. "You aren't going to get him and you know it. If you don't stop staring at him, I will make you." There was a lot of gasps. Sam pulled out his wand. So did Sebastian. "You have been after him for a few years now, and he's officially mine. Back off." He held out his wand a bit more menacingly. There were several curses on his tongue.
This was not what Sebastian had expected at all. He was torn a about how to answer. He didn't really want Blaine, it was more about the chase. Blaine kept turning him down, and that was the draw of him. "Look, Evans, I don't really want Blaine, okay? You can have him. I am just a whore. I go for anyone just for the chase." It was one of the few times that he had been honest. He almost never told the truth. Except to Lopez, of course. They were best friends. "I want someone else." He didn't know what had made him tell the truth. But he was glad that he had. Not that he was going to start doing it all the time.
It surprised him when Smythe was honest with him. Sam still held out his wand. "So you don't want Blaine?" He asked, and Sebastian shook his head. Sam lowered his wand and took his boyfriend's hand. "Okay. But stop staring at him." He really didn't expect Smythe to listen, but it was what he had to say. Sam kept his green eyes on him, and before anyone could do anything else, Professor Sprout came along and broke up the fight, and they all started towards the greenhouses again. Sam squeezed Blaine's hand, and he was glad that he had stuck up to Sebastian. They got to their seats, and Sam had to let go of his hand, his stomach full of butterflies.
Professor Sprout started the lecture, it was O.W.L. year, after all. Blaine tried to follow along, as Sprout went over some of the things they'd learn that year, as he got his supplies together. Blaine looked up then, and he saw Kurt Hummel passing notes with one of the other Slytherins. Blaine had to admit, he was curious about it. Blaine watched as Sprout went on, giving them instructions about what they were supposed to be cutting up, and Kurt seemed a bit like he was planning something. Blaine had to briefly look away when Sprout caught his eye. Blaine resolved that he was going to follow Kurt.
After class, in which Sprout had piled on the homework, Blaine had a free period, so he took after Kurt. Apparently he had one, too. Blaine had told Sam he was going to study and then had taken off. Kurt was heading towards the dungeons, where Blaine knew the Slytherin dorms were. Although Kurt didn't go in. He was headed for an empty dungeon room, and Blaine stayed at the door, watching him curiously. Kurt went to an open fireplace, and waited, and the head of a blonde woman Blaine had never seen before appeared. Blaine wondered who she was.
When Sue's face appeared, Kurt said, "It's going according to plan, Mistress." He wasn't sure how he'd gotten involved in Sue Sylvester's evil plan, but he had. Kurt didn't really mind, though. It was something that he couldn't tell Adam either. It was something that Kurt felt he had to do. It was also something that he couldn't tell his family. Kurt was a halfblood, which wasn't well known to the school at large. Things about blood status had changed since the war with Voldemort several years ago. The second one, that took place when Kurt was a baby. It wasn't such a big deal anymore, blood status, but since Kurt had known from the time he was six that he wanted to go into Slytherin, he knew that within the Slytherin house he would keep his blood status a secret. He supposed that it was just him being old fashioned, the entire world (well, wizarding world) had changed after that big battle. Kurt was very old fashioned, though, and he didn't want anyone to know. He wasn't usually one to care what others thought, but this also gave him an out to be sneaky and work for Mistress Sue. Kurt couldn't tell his dad, he was Muggle. Kurt's mother had been the one to have wizarding blood. Kurt's father had remarried, a pureblood named Ruth Puckerman, so it helped immensely.
Sue gave Kurt a look of disdain. It was mostly just so she would look menacing, she cared about Kurt a great deal. He did remind her of herself at his age. She gave him her most stern tone in her reply. Sue wondered if they were truly alone. "We had better be alone, Mr. Porcelain." It was the odd nickname she'd given him. She wasn't sure that she liked that Adam fellow he was seeing, but she knew that she could trust Kurt to be loyal to her and not him. "And the Anderson boy? He is currently preoccupied with his little boyfriend, right?"
When she asked about him, all of Blaine's hair stood on end. What did this have to do with him? He'd never seen this woman in his life. Blaine tried to focus and not get all caught up in that detail. Blaine tried to listen, but some Hufflepuffs being noisy cut the meeting short. He stayed as far in back as he could, wondering where Kurt was going to lead him next. Who was this 'Mistress' and why did she want to know about him? Blaine was going to be on Hummel like white on milk. There were just some things that Coop couldn't tell him. Coop was an idiot, to be fair.
"Yo, Anderson. Why are you following me?" Kurt asked, seeing Blaine ahead. Kurt wondered what Blaine had seen or heard. Kurt didn't believe that he was just here with the other Hufflepuffs. Mostly because the Hufflepuffs in question were all second years. Kurt had honestly had a crush on Blaine when they'd first met. But he had been able to tell right away how Blaine felt about Sam. It had been instant, love at first sight, and Kurt didn't even believe in love at first sight. Kurt folded his arms, his emerald green robes billowing. They had switched to robes in their House colors when Headmaster Figgins had taken over the job.
Blaine looked at Kurt, unsure what to say. He hadn't anticipated that he'd have to have an excuse. He couldn't tell him that he'd been following him. Blaine nervously ran his hand through his dark curls. "Um, I'm not following you. I had a free period." Blaine knew that it was a horrible excuse, but it was all he had. Blaine really wanted to go, he wanted to think about what that woman had said. Why was she trying to do something to him. Blaine wanted to talk it over with Sam and Brittany. What they needed to do was start homework. It was O.W.L. year and they were going to be bowled over all year. Blaine saw the look in Kurt's blue eyes and he was sure that the other boy didn't believe anything he said.
"Now why don't I believe you?" Kurt asked, giving him his patented Hummel bitch face. Kurt knew that they were slated to be mortal enemies now. Kurt knew that Blaine had no idea who he was. Kurt was supposed to keep him from finding out before Sue was done with her work. Kurt wasn't sure exactly how he was going to do that, but right now it was okay because Blaine had no clue about his parentage. Kurt folded his arms tighter still. "You were following me." Kurt didn't phrase that as a question. Kurt knew that he had been. What he wanted to know was why. He wanted to watch Blaine squirm.
Blaine narrowed his gaze at Kurt. He was ready for this. He could tell Kurt a reason and it would be a good one. "You know, maybe I'm keeping an eye on you for Smythe." Blaine said, thinking fast. "He really likes you, Kurt. And quite frankly, I want him off my back. Mind you, he didn't ask me to do this, but I thought I would take matters into my own hands. You aren't seeing someone else, are you? You ought to give him a chance." Blaine thought this might cause Kurt to be distracted, maybe he'd forget about what he was doing for the blonde woman. It was worth a shot, right? Blaine gave him a look of triumph.
Fighting the urge to laugh out loud, Kurt said, "Really, Anderson? That's all you've got? I know that you'd never try and help Smythe. Maybe for your precious Evans, but that's all." He kept the other boy's gaze firmly. Kurt didn't know why Blaine was even trying to use it as an excuse. He had to know that Kurt wouldn't believe it. "Nice try, and even if I did believe it, which I don't, I am not going to give him a chance. Smythe may be in my House, but that doesn't mean that I think he's a worthy person. I don't. He is pond scum and always will be. He was helping Jeff Sterling piss off his boyfriend by sleeping with him. Or rather, trying to."
Basically what was happening right now was Blaine needed a better story. Before Blaine could come up with another reason they were interrupted by one of the teachers, Professor Schuester. Blaine barely heard him telling them to go to class and stop loitering, because he was focused on what he was going to do about Kurt. He let Schue push him and Kurt down the hall, and he was thinking about a play. A move. He could do this, he was sure of it. Blaine resolved to be a bit sneakier. He had to be, and Kurt was going to keep acting dodgy. Blaine was definitely going to have to get Sam and Brittany's opinion. They weren't as stupid as they let on they were. Blaine was going to use that to his advantage.
A week later, and the homework got a lot heavier. It was one Saturday afternoon, almost time for dinner, and Jeff and Blaine were working on their Potions essays together. Blaine thought that there was a reason that Jeff asked him to study together. Blaine was sure that he wanted to pick his brain about his boyfriend. Blaine didn't mind, he thought that Nick and Jeff were adorable together. Blaine thought that they could really work out if they focused. Blaine was looking through his Potions book, trying to find the most he could about wolfsbane. Blaine looked at Jeff. "Did you find the most important uses?" He asked.
Jeff really didn't care about the uses of wolfsbane. He was a year older than Blaine, but he had failed Potions from the year before, so he was still in a fifth year Potions class. He used his quill, dipping it in his inkwell. "No, I didn't." He said, unsure of what to say to bring it up about Nick. He needed some advice and he knew that Blaine was a good person to ask. He knew that Blaine and Sam were dating, and he also knew that Blaine could give him advice on coming out. Jeff didn't know how to even go about it. He cleared his throat, and finally asked, "Blaine, can I ask you something?" Jeff's mind was racing a mile a minute. He wanted to go public and Nick didn't. Jeff couldn't be in a relationship that he had to hide. He wanted to let all know how he felt.
"Of course you can, Jeff." Blaine said, sure that he knew what he was going to ask. Blaine brushed his hand through his dark curls. Blaine wondered what he would say to Jeff. He supposed that it would help if he knew for sure what Jeff was going to ask. He knew it was going to be about Nick but he wasn't sure otherwise. Blaine jotted down some more things with his quill. He was going to fail this essay, he was very sure. Blaine usually was pretty good at school. But Potions was his worst subject. He was absolutely rubbish at making them. He then cast his glance at Jeff. "You can ask me anything, Jeff. I may be younger than you but that doesn't mean that I can't help."
Taking a deep breath, Jeff said, "I'm…. I'm gay. I want to come out, I just don't know how. How did it go for you? And Nick, he's too scared to admit that he's in love with me. You and Sam…. you seem to have it all figured out." He knew that that might not be completely true, but he knew that it was at least a bit true. Jeff was trying to keep himself from going on a babbling tangent, which he knew was possible. Jeff knew that he couldn't focus on their homework until he knew what he could do to come out or what to do about Nick. At least an idea. He had been agonizing for months now. It was N.E.W.T. year for him, so really he ought to be paying attention. He'd hate to fail them.
"There's no one way, Jeffers. You just have to do what feels right to you. You can't let anyone tell you when or how to do it. This is about you, Jeff. If you're really gay, then it's who you are, and you have to do it the way that is best for you. As for Nick, you can't let his choices stop you. Don't let him being too scared to hold you back. You deserve someone who's going to love you and not be afraid to have you. You can wait for him if you want, but you shouldn't wait too long. You can't force him to be ready. Don't compare yourself to me and Sam, either."
All of that was helpful. Jeff nodded, running his hand through his blonde hair. "You're right, thanks Blaine." Jeff said, and they got back to work. Jeff knew that he had to talk to Nick. He really wanted them to work out. He knew that Blaine was right, though. If Jeff was honest with himself, he wanted it to be open with Nick. Nick wasn't willing to do that yet. Jeff deserved the best, and he could only wait so long. Jeff wasn't stupid enough to let Sebastian use him though. He knew that Sebastian was really in love with Kurt. He felt bad for him. Sebastian was never going to get him.
They had no idea how things would change in just a short time.
Author's note: So, I shouldn't be starting another WIP, but the Blam will not be denied! If ya'll want to see Kurtbastian, let me know. I am debating the idea. Otherwise, the only endgame for sure is Blam. I may play a bit with some of the others. XD. Review if you like!