Finn looked down at his phone in surprise. He hadn't talked to Rachel since after the opening night of Grease when he'd left her crying over some other guy. He'd heard she'd been in town from a few of the others but hadn't seen her since. He considered letting her go to voicemail but knew she'd just keep calling until she got her way so instead he picked up.

"Rachel."

"Finn, I'm calling about Glee Club."

"I don't need any help with Glee Club Rachel."

"No listen my dad's Godson has moved in with them and you need him in Glee," Rachel said Finn glanced at the phone surprised to hear how totally serious she sounded.

"Okay well he's welcome to audition."

"He might not but you need to convince him too."

"Rachel if he doesn't want to be in Glee I won't force him."

"Finn you don't understand. Harry is a musical genius. If you get him in Glee you're guaranteed to win Nationals."

"huh and when you say musical genius?"

"He can play dozen's of instruments when I met him last week my dad had bought him a violin he learned to play it in three days. He can sing really well to, he has perfect pitch and hits like every note without trying." Rachel was breathless with excitement but Finn didn't miss the slight hint of jealousy there as well.

"Wow so why won't he audition if he's so good?"

"He's really shy and doesn't like to be the center of attention but he's so good Finn. I think if you get someone from Glee to show him around he can probably be convinced to try. I would say either Sam or Blaine."

"Okay when does he start?"

"Tomorrow. Sorry I know its short notice but ever since he got here Dad's been really pushing us to all spend our time together. I wasn't able to call until I was back in New York."


Blaine settled into his regular seat at the back of Glee Club. He was doing his best not to mope. Ever since he had so royally messed things up with Kurt he'd been miserable and depressed. He'd barely participated in the musical and had been sorely tempted to go back to Dalton just to escape his memories of happier times. Honestly he was a bit ashamed of himself.

When had he become the guy who was totally defined by his boyfriend? Before Kurt he'd never been seriously involved with anyone and he'd been happy in his independence. He'd see guys and girls break up and turn into piles of mush and sworn he'd never let a relationship rule or ruin his happiness. Yet here he'd been moping and wallowing in self loathing. Well no more, he was Blaine Anderson and he refused to let this ruin his senior year.

Not that he didn't still feel guilty, he did. Horribly overwhelmingly guilty but he would at least put on a happy face for his friends in Glee. He'd done a terrible thing and deserved to suffer for it but Glee Club didn't. He couldn't risk his sadness and bad mood dragging them down at Sectionals in a few days. So he sat in the back and laughed at Artie's jokes and Sam's terrible impressions.

"Okay everybody settle down. Before we get into rehearsing for Sectionals there's something that needs to be discussed." Finn called effectively quieting the chattering group of teens.

"What's up?" Artie asked.

"Is it about Lord Tubbington's weight problem because I already told him no more pudding for breakfast." Brittany said her eyes wide and earnest. Sparing her only a brief disbelieving glance Finn continued.

"I got a call from Rachel earlier today. Apparently her dad's godson is starting at McKinley tomorrow. She says he's a musical genius and having him in Glee will guarantee another National title." The room erupted into cheers and excited talking until Finn held up his hands.

"There's a problem, apparently he's very shy and may not want to be a part of Glee. This is why I need someone to volunteer to stick with him tomorrow and show him around then convince him to come to rehearsals. I know it's too close to Sectionals for him to learn the routine but hopefully he'll be able to help out at regionals. Any volunteers?"

There was a general shifting about as people considered it. Showing a new kid around was always risky. You never could know what to expect or how they would act. He knew Rachel which was a point in his favor but still. . .it could be risky. Blain knew what he had to do. As Class President it was pretty much his job anyway. He raised his hand.

"I'll do it."

Finn flashed him a relieved and obviously grateful smile.

"Great Thanks Blaine, his name is Harry Potter. Just go to Figgins office tomorrow morning. I'll let him know you'll be there to show him around."


Blaine arrived at Figgins office exactly thirty minutes before school started. He wanted to be sure to have a chance to look over the new kid before having to show him around. He figured that considering he was living with Rachel's two dads Harry probably wouldn't take issue with Blaine being gay but you can never be too sure. Blaine wasn't sure what to expect.

How did a musical genius dress? He pictured stylish clothes and a pasty complexion from spending too much time inside mastering his instruments. When the boy finally entered Figgin's office Blaine wouldn't have guessed it was him except he'd never seen him before. He was scruffy, that was the only word for it. He wore a loose hoodie and a pair of jeans; his sneakers were scuffed and rather dirty.

As far as looks however he was stunning. His complexion was lightly tanned, his face well proportioned though slightly soft and almost feminine. His eyes, Blaine had never seen eyes like his, deep endless green eyes. His hair was a disastrous mess sticking every which way as if it was composed of dozen's of different entities trying desperately to escape any way they could. His lips were full and looked soft currently they were pulled into a kind of thoughtful frown like he didn't quite know what he was supposed to be doing. His body seemed tense as well like he thought someone was about to jump out and attack at any moment.

Blaine was smitten. This thought was followed by a huge wave of guilt. He and Kurt had only broken up a few weeks ago and already he was checking out other guys. He loved Kurt, he belonged with Kurt and checking out other guys would only delay his happiness. Taking a deep breath he locked away any thoughts that were less than plutonic for the new kid and tried to focus on forming a plan to get him into Glee Club.

"Hi, you're Harry right?" He asked holding out his hand and approaching the other boy. Harry looked startled for a moment before nodding and shaking his hand.

"Hi."

"I'm Blaine Anderson, I'm Class President and a friend of Rachel's so I volunteered to show you around today."

"Oh cool but umm . . . you don't have to. I mean this place doesn't seem that big I can probably figure it out." Blaine was momentarily struck speechless by the accent. Nobody had mentioned Harry was foreign but his accent was definitely English. It took a moment for what he had actually said to process and when it did Blaine hurried to stop him as he turned to walk away.

"I want to help. It may seem small but it can be really confusing besides do you really want to spend your first day searching endlessly for your classes?" Harry seemed to consider him for a long moment before nodding his head and holding out his schedule.

"I've got English first." Looking down at the schedule Blaine smiled, half their classes were together and they were on the same lunch schedule.

"That's actually perfect I'm in that class already. Let's head over."

Blaine and Harry walked in silence as Blaine tried to think of something to say. So far Harry had been very quiet and despite his resolution to not be attracted to him Blaine was feeling distinctly tongue tied. Blaine spotted Phil Lipoff walking towards them and began to pray inwardly. The last thing he needed was for Harry to find out about the less savory aspects of Glee before his first day even started.

Fate was not on his side however as Phil approached Blaine saw his arm move and only barely registered the Slurpee cup before he was momentarily blinded by stinging red ice.

"Hey Fairy boy! Are you Blaine's new boy toy? We don't like having all these gays at our school."

He heard a slam against the locker and turning quickly to help Harry up as he wiped his eyes was shocked to find it was Phil pushed against the locker. Harry had a firm grip on his wrist and had his arm twisted back. Phil was struggling but seemed unable to shake Harry's grip. When Harry spoke his voice was so soft Blaine had to strain to hear him.

"Do you know how much pressure it takes to break a bone? About 1400 lbs for an arm bone now that seems like a lot but when you consider the tension from having your arm bent like this it's really not much. For example right now I'm exerting I would say about 1300 lbs of pressure with just a little push," Phil whimpered and Blaine suspected Harry had increased the pressure on his arm. "I could snap your arm like a twig. Now I assume by your charming red jacket that you are involved in sport. I can also assume you'd like to have your arm in tact. Am I correct?"

He paused and Phil nodded.

"Good. Now as to your question, I am no one's 'boy toy' as you so artfully termed it. I do however prefer boys. My godfather to whom I am very close is also gay so understand me when I say that to insult homosexuals is not only insulting me but my family. If I ever hear you say something to me or anyone else at this school or learn from my new friend Blaine here that you have been harassing any student gay or otherwise. I will hurt you. My name is Harry James Potter and I will warn you only once Don't. Fuck. With. Me."

With that Harry stepped back and releasing Phil's arm with a smile said

"It's been lovely meeting you."

Phil stumbled backwards away from Harry before turning and moving quickly down the hall in the opposite direction. Blaine simply stared at Harry.

"Wow" Harry flushed and looked away lifting his hand to run his fingers through his messy hair. He shrugged

"I don't like bullies."


Author Notes: So . . . What do you think so far? Would love to hear your reviews and take on my characters. I have another chapter in the works but my two year old has a cold and is hyper needy so I don't know when I'll find time to write. Review and encourage me also give me tips on dealing with needy toddlers . . . :-D

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