Ravenclaw!Blaine Ravenclaw!Kurt
Written by: imaginess
In honor of Patricia Sage. The Ravenclaw of our trio.
It was Blaine's only free period of the day, and like any good Ravenclaw, he was spending it in the library. He had an exam in his Muggle Studies class after lunch, and he knew that he needed at least an hour of hard studying if he expected to pass it. Being from a long line of pure-bloods, Blaine had very little experience with the Muggle world and he was finding the class to be very challenging.
Once he got to the library he headed to the far corner where Ravenclaws usually studied together. It was a long table tucked in the corner behind the books about Astronomy and Divination which was the least visited section of the library. Blaine stepped around some Hufflepuff girls giggling over a Quidditch magazine and took a short-cut through the Restricted Section (the Ravenclaw house had long since known how to access the restricted books, driven by their thirst for knowledge to break the rules) and found himself in the empty Divination section. Once he stepped past the book shelf, he saw that the table was nearly deserted except for one boy in his sixth year—the year above Blaine.
Blaine recognized the other boy instantly. He was Kurt Hummel, the boy who most people found odd because he hated going to Quidditch matches and would spend his free time discussing lessons with the professors. Even for a Ravenclaw this was considered weird, and Blaine knew that Kurt didn't have many friends within his own house. He had seen him hanging out with people from other houses, though, which wasn't rare but still set him apart further from his Ravenclaw peers.
Blaine took a seat across from the other boy, who looked up and gave him a small smile before returning to his book. Blaine took out his bag and started rummaging around inside it, before pulling out his quill and parchment and his copy of Muggle Inventions of the Twentieth Century. He turned to the section called A Day in the Life of a Muggle: Functioning Without Magic and started taking notes on the many ways that technology was compensating for magic in the non-magical world in their everyday lives.
He was just getting to the part about personal hygiene and appearance when his hand cramped up. He stopped scratching out notes and set his quill aside, shaking his hand to try and get rid of the writer's cramp. As he did so he noticed that the sixth-year was staring at him over his book. He looked up and the Kurt's eyes snapped back to the pages in front of him, a light pink blush spreading across his pale skin. Blaine found his own face heating up as he unconsciously checked the other boy out.
Blaine had had a crush on Kurt since his third year, when he had first heard the rumors that the older boy was gay. Not that Blaine went after every gay guy he knew, but that was just the first time that Kurt had been pointed out to him. Blaine knew that he didn't have much of a chance with the older boy, but that didn't stop him from staring during meals and listening in whenever anyone was talking about him.
The boys kept studying and sneaking glances at one another until they were interrupted by a loud, wailing noise coming from above them. The both jumped and dropped their books, looking up to find Peeves hovering above them, mouth wide open and producing an awful screeching noise.
"Cut it out, Peeves!" the other boy demanded, and even over the noise Blaine couldn't help but notice how melodic and clear Kurt's voice was.
Okay, so Blaine was a little obsessed with the brunet, but he had come to terms with that a while ago. Blaine snapped out of his thoughts of the other boy's voice when the older Ravenclaw turned to him, rolling his eyes. "Let's get out of here. I know where we can go that's quiet."
"I-uh..y-yeah" Blaine stammered out, surprised by the other boy including him in his plans. Blaine started putting his books away quickly, adjusting his glasses and slinging his bag over his shoulder before following Kurt out of the library.
They walked along the corridors in silence until the older boy stopped and turned to Blaine. "It's behind here." Kurt said, gesturing to the statue of a knight that was built into the wall. Blaine frowned, not seeing any way to get behind the giant stone statue.
"How...?" Blaine asked.
"I overheard a few of the fourth year Hufflepuffs talking about the hidden room on the third floor and asked my friend Mercedes in Hufflepuff and she told me how to get in. Apparently their whole house knows about it but I've never been interrupted when I was using it so it's pretty private."
The sixth-year turned back to the statue and pulled out his wand, tapping the knight's shield four times. The statue started twisting to the side, and stopped when there was a gap big enough to walk through. The other boy put away his wand and smiled at the shorter boy, gesturing for him to go first.
Blaine stepped into the hidden room and was surprised by what he found. He was expecting a small, dusty broom cupboard, but in fact the room was quite spacious and well-furnished. There was a table surrounded by six chairs, as well as a couch and a bookshelf. The walls held a number of swaying flower pictures and a few wall lamps that gave the room a pleasant glow.
The knight swung back into place behind Kurt and Blaine took a seat at the table. "This is really nice." Blaine said, placing his bag on the table.
"Yeah, I usually come here to study, unless I need a book from the library like today." Kurt explained, sitting down across from him.
Blaine pulled his books and parchment out, setting them on the table in front of him and nervously running his hand through his curly hair and adjusting his glasses. "I-uh…what are you reading?" Blaine asked, wanting to keep talking to the other boy but not knowing what to say.
The brunet glanced at the book he had placed in front of him. "Oh I was just doing some research on the theory behind Arithmancy for my N.E.W.T.'s. I don't have them until next term but I wanted to be prepared… You're in fifth year, right?"
Blaine nodded, blushing again. "I'm B-Blaine." Blaine held out his hand, and Kurt chuckled.
"Uh…" Kurt gestured to Blaine's outstretched hand, trying not to laugh. Blaine looked at his own hand and his blush deepened. He dropped the quill he was still holding and folded his hands in his lap, ducking his head in embarrassment.
"Well, Blaine, I'm Kurt. Kurt Hummel."
I know. I've kind of been stalking you for years now. I also know your timetable, your hobbies, and who your friends are. Blaine thought, forcing himself not to say anything in case he embarrassed himself further. He heard the other boy clear his throat and looked up to find that Kurt was holding out his hand, waiting for him to shake it.
"Oh. Uh…right." Blaine shook his hand and blushed further. Kurt just smiled and shook his hand firmly.
"So what are you studying?" Kurt asked, sitting back in his chair.
"I uh…" What was I studying for, again? He asked himself and glanced down at the notes he was taking. "Oh, Muggle Studies…I have an exam coming up."
Kurt laughed lightly. "That class is ridiculous. They study Muggles like they're a different race. Those of us raised in the non-magical world have to sit and listen to them trying to understand the point of a paintings that don't move or mirrors that don't talk. It's actually quite funny."
"Oh uh…yeah, totally." Blaine agreed, thinking about last class when he had struggled to understand the concept of a device that holds songs that you can listen to through a headset. "You were raised in the Muggle world?" he asked, not knowing that about Kurt.
"Yeah. I'm actually a half-blood but my mom died when I was eight. My dad's a Muggle and he raised me on his own. I even went to a Muggle school 'til I was eleven. He tried to keep me connected to the magical world because he knew how important it would be to my mom. So, he'd have some of her friends take me out and teach me a bit about being a wizard. It was pretty awesome growing up between the two worlds, actually." Blaine smiled slightly, excited to know more about the other boy and glad that he was sharing. "What about you?" Kurt asked.
"Oh, I-uh. I'm a pure-blood." Blaine said simply, fiddling with the ring on his middle finger. It was engraved with his initials and his family crest, and had been given to him in his first year at Hogwarts. The Anderson family went back through many generations of wizards, and according to the family tree there hadn't been a Muggle relative for at least ten generations.
"Oh, cool. Apparently some of the strongest pure-blood lines are being lost with our generation. I saw something about it in the Prophet. It said that we have 'no consideration for tradition and family values'." Kurt rolled his eyes and Blaine laughed.
"Yeah, some people take it way too seriously. At a dinner party during the summer, my dad's friend was contemplating an arranged marriage for his daughter to keep their bloodline 'clean'." Blaine said, and Kurt caught the distaste in the other boy's voice.
"Do they expect you to marry a pure-blood girl?" Kurt asked and Blaine shrugged.
"They-I..no, not really." he said.
Kurt looked surprised. "Oh…cool."
Blaine bit his lip and ran his hand through his hair again. "They want my brother to, but s-since I told them I'm gay I don't think they have the same expectations for me."
"Oh." Kurt said, and they fell into an awkward silence. Both boys were looking at the table in front of them, not knowing what to say until Kurt decided to break the tension. "You have a brother?"
Blaine looked up and found the other boy looking at him with a soft smile. Blaine smiled back, glad that the older boy didn't make a big deal out of his revelation. "Yeah, he graduated a few years ago."
"Oh, cool, I have a step-brother but he's a Muggle…"
Blaine and Kurt continued to talk for what seemed like hours, but it was really only through their free class and most of the lunch hour. They went their separate ways after a quick lunch in the Great Hall, both promising to meet up in the secret room for another study date next time they had free period together.
Blaine went to his class, lost in his thoughts about Kurt, planning what to talk about next time they got together, and thinking about their meeting that morning. Kurt couldn't believe that Blaine had never had a Butterbeer before and insisted that they get together in Hogsmeade Village so Kurt could buy him one. Blaine could barely contain his joy because Kurt Hummel had just offered to buy him a drink which was basically asking him on a date which was basically saying he was interested in him which basically meant that he had a chance of getting with Kurt Hummel (which basically meant that they were going to be boyfriends and fall in love and get married and adopt a couple kids and maybe a dog and LIVE HAPPILY EVER AFTER…ahem).
Blaine sat down in his usual spot in the classroom and took out some parchment, pretending to look busy while he daydreamed about the older Ravenclaw. Their conversations covered so many topics, and Blaine found he was even more obsessed with the other boy now that he knew so much more about him.
"Okay class, everyone take a seat and clear off your desks." The professor said loudly, and Blaine snapped out of his thoughts, looking up at the teacher in confusion before removing the parchment from his desk.
"Alright, once you complete the exam on Muggle technologies you may hand it in and be excused from class."
Blaine's eyes widened as he remembered what class he was in. Oh right. Muggle studies. The exam that I was supposed to be studying for while I was flirting with Kurt Hummel. Shit.
For the first time in Blaine's life, he failed a test.
There you have it! The first oneshot! Please review with your thoughts and while you're at it, tell us if you're a Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, or Slytherin!