Blaine sat nervously in the living room. Unlike Muggles, he was not nervous about the upcoming party, mostly because every year there was always a big party on his birthday. No, he was nervous because he was waiting for the mail; more specifically, his Hogwarts letter.
He should get it today; all the wizards he knew (Kurt and Cooper) had gotten theirs on their birthdays. However, he wouldn't be able to read the mail until after his birthday party, which would end sometime in the early afternoon.
He was startled out of his anxious reverie by his mother saying, "Blaine?" Blaine looked up at his mother and asked, "Did the mail come yet?"
His mother replied, "Not yet. But the Payne's are here. You'd better go greet them."
After Blaine greeted Henry Payne- who was, quite frankly, really annoying- and sent him off to the entertainment, he sat down near the mail slot. He hoped the mail would arrive soon- he felt like he needed his letter to be able to breathe. He didn't know how long he'd sat there, watching and waiting, but when he saw Kurt running across the lawn, he got up with a smile on his face. When Kurt reached the door, he and Blaine hugged, and Blaine dragged Kurt upstairs to his room. When he finally got into his room, he flopped down on his bed, and said, "Was waiting for your letter ever this bad?" Kurt smiled sympathetically and said, "Yeah. I, however, managed to sleep right through the mail coming, so it was waiting for me downstairs."
Blaine sighed in frustration. "I just wish it could have come before the party. I actually wish I didn't have a party at all, I just want my letter! But nooo, we had to have the stupid party."
"Well, if you pay attention to the party and not the letter, the party will probably be over before you know it," said Kurt with a smile.
Blaine could see there were 4 lines, but all he could focus on were the words Mr. B Anderson, written in bold green ink. This was it. This was the moment he'd been waiting for since he'd heard about Hogwarts. His parents were sitting across the table, looking as nervous and excited as him.
The three of them started as Cooper walked into the kitchen, chewing noisily on a cookie left over from the party. "Hey guys- wait, Blainey, is that your letter? Open it, open it!" he said as he strode over.
Blaine reached over and grabbed the letter with hands trembling with excitement. He carefully ripped open the top, and reached into the envelope, pulling out a piece of paper. He looked it over, with a grin growing on his face, and yelled happily "I got in! I got in!"
His parents looked at each other, happiness and relief evident in their gazes. Even Cooper looked proud of his little brother. Blaine himself was too happy to feel anything else, and bolted out of the kitchen with the paper in his hands, yelling, "I need to tell Kurt! I'll come back in a bit!"
Cooper, Thomas and Laura sat in the kitchen, all smiling after Blaine.