Hey guys! Thank you soooo much for the comments! I'm glad you liked the first bit, the next part is coming to you sooner than I thought, I'm off college sick today so y'know, what else would I do other than write this?

Oh and, yes, I know the Triwizard Tournament took place in Harry's fourth year but I'm kind of messing with the timeline and events that happened to suit my story. Here's basically the events in HP that took place here as well. First Year: Quirrel and stuff. Second Year: Quiet year. Third year: Quiet year. Fourth year: Quiet year. SO yes, Hogwarts has had some lazy years...so lets shake it up a bit! We got some Triwizarding, some Azkaban escapies, some Voldie, some Umbridge, some Werewolves (yes, plural!), some Secret Chambers... and some singing and dancing and romancing and of course, the school musical...

Chapter Two: The Changes.

2010

"Oh my god!" Kurt yelled across the platform. "Blaine! Blaine!"

The dark haired boy spun around on his heels, and grinned. "Kurt!" he apologised to the new first year he had been chatting to, and ran towards his boyfriend, throwing his arms around his neck. "I'm so sorry I couldn't meet you in Diagon Alley last week."

"Don't sweat it, it's ok, I met up with Sam and Rachel and all that. I missed you though! We barely saw eachother all summer!"

"I'm sorry about that, too." Blaine pulled out of the embrace, looking worried. "There's some...stuff... with my parents. They... yeah..."

Blaine had been all too reluctant to tell Kurt back in first year about his past, his family and the Dalton legacy, but Kurt wasn't stupid, he had figured it partially out by actually paying attention to A History of Magic. He had told him it didn't matter who his family was, because he had been put into Gryffindor for a reason, and why should he have a grudge against him, it's not that he had killed people like his mom, and you could tell he didn't take after his parents.

Blaine pinpointed the moment Kurt said that, on Christmas Eve that very first winter at Hogwarts, as the moment he fell in love with the boy. Him, being the idiot, didn't act on it until...

"This time last year," Kurt mused. "Right before we boarded the train. You turned around and kissed me."

"Our one year anniversary." he looked touched. "I was just thinking about that. Well, Hummel, want to go grab a compartment to ourselves?" he winked.

Kurt laughed. "We better hurry then." grabbing his boyfriends hand, he ran over to the train, and they hopped into it, and began to search for an empty compartment.

"Here's one." Blaine grinned, sliding the door open.

But no sooner had the boys sat down beside eachother, a group of students crowded in after them. Their friends, Rachel Berry, Sam Evans, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Mercedes Jones and Harry Potter stood crowded in the small space.

"Well, we arent all going to fit in here." Rachel moaned. "And I havent seen any of you guys in ages."

"We'll catch up later in the common room anyway." Harry reasoned. "Let's just split up for now.

"Come on Rachie," Hermione was the only one still allowed to call her by her humiliating former nickname, "we'll go to Tina's compartment, she's with Mike, and Santana and Britt."

"Where's Artie?" Kurt perked up.

"I don't know, he and Tina broke up over the summer." Rachel's eyes sparkled. She loved a bit of gossip. "Mike and Tina fell in love, they went to all the Asian Wizarding Towns together."

"They toured Asia and fell in love...how romantic!" Hermione sighed.

"Bloody hell, poor Artie." Ron laughed. "What about Finn, is he sitting with the jigglypuffs?"

"Hufflepuffs!" Rachel scolded. "And no, he and Quinn Fabray are prefects."

"Seriously? Finn and Quinn?"

"I understand your outrage, Blaine, I also believe I should have been prefect!"

He tried to hold back a laugh. "Bitch, I should have been prefect!"

"No, actually, I'm a model student!" Kurt interjected.

"I get straight O's!" Hermione moaned.

"I give people free red vines! Look!" Ron pulled a packet of red sweets from his robes. "I would have been awesome!"

"Free sweets are not grounds to become a prefect..."

"At least Ron has something to offer students besides being over-opinionated." Mercedes decided to join in.

"Did somebody say Ron?" the redhead looked around, confused.

"Shut up!" Harry yelled, throwing his hands in the air. "I'm glad I'm not prefect, it's social suicide! Come on, I'm the boy who lived, not died..."

"Sounds better when I say it." Blaine muttered.

"What?" Kurt looked at him in confusion.

"Nothing..."

"Harry's right." Sam had kept quiet until now. "Being prefect would suck. Why are we even arguing about it?"

"Because it's been a few long months without a good bit of banter." Kurt grinned."Look, me and Blaine will go and let you guys squeeze in here, we need to talk anyway." he gave his boyfriend a look.

"Uhm, yeah, we do...so...bye, guys." Blaine jumped up and the two boys quickly left their friends.

"Well, we know what they're up to." Ron said bluntly.

The rest of the train ride went smoothly enough, and before they knew it they were back at their house tables, cramming in as much amazing food as they could manage. Blaine was even eyeing up a third helping of pudding, but Kurt cried out 'Think of your skin problem!' before he could tempt himself with more chocolate fudge cake. He personally didn't see how chocolate could affect his skin, that allergy jinx had been cast two years ago. it was however, still the reason Blaine did not get into any more duels.

Soon, the plates cleared, and Dumbledore stood up. "Welcome, to another year at Hogwarts. To new students, I hope you will find the school as enchanting and inspiring as many before you. I have quite a lot of big announcements for you, you will be pleased to hear. First of all," he paused. "I would like to happily inform you, that we have rounded up all the pixies and set them free in the forests. You will no longer be plagued by them in your sleep and in your dorms."

Loud cheering came from all of the older students, who had experienced the pixie infestation, and also the botruckles the year before.

"Secondly! We have a few new staff and changes to the curriculum, so listen up, as this has to do with your education." he winked at Fred and George Weasley, Ron's older, rebellious twin brothers, who gave dramatic sighs.

"First of all, we have a new flying teacher, and Quidditch coach joining Madame Hooch. Please give it up for Coach Beiste!"

"Beast?" Sam mouthed at Kurt, who shrugged and clapped with his fellow classmates.

"Please also give a warm welcome to our newly appointed guidance counsellor, Madame Pillsbury, as she prefers to be called!"

A small red head stood up, looking very nervous. Kurt noticed she was wearing latex gloves.

"Proffesor Shuester is joining us to teach Muggle Studies, and our new class which is now compulsery for every student. Music!"

"Music? Has Dumbledore gone off his rocker?" Ron spluttered. "What do we want music for?"

"You will not require to take an OWL or NEWT in music, however, you will be helping stage Hogwarts's first School Musical!"

Kurt felt suddenly excited. He glanced at Rachel, who had her fingers crossed, whispering 'Please be Evita, please be Evita...'

"...The Rocky Horror Show! Or, as we like to call it, The Rocky Hogwarts Show!"

"Haha." Blaine said in monotone. "What is this, some muggle tripe? Can this Shuester guy even do magic?"

"He must do, to get his hair like that." Kurt pointed him out at the staff table.

"Isn't Rocky Horror a little inappropriate?" Rachel muttered.

"He will also take it upon himself to set up a...what was it...oh, a Glee Club...Show Choir... music and dance! Fun fun fun! I hope you all will try out for the first ever Magical Glee Club! I also regret to inform you, that Professor McGonnagol has retired to merely being my very good personal assistant and friend due to some issues... and replacing her as Transfiguration teacher, and Head of Gryffindor House, and also coaching our very first Quidditch Cheerleading Squad...Sue Sylvester!"

"She scares me." Sam stared at the woman who just stood up with huge eyes. "More than the Beast ever could."

"Cheerleading Squad?" Kurt looked rather animated.

Sue cleared her throat. "I'm gonna stop you right there, Dumby. Kids, let me be clear. I feel very strongly about what I will be doing, you know, teaching you how to transform fatties into skinnies, gingers into people... teaching you young Gryffindors how to enjoy physical pain... and of course, coaching thos eof you who are talented and perfect enough to be my Cheerios."

"Actually," Dumbledore smiled "I thought it would be rather amusing to name the squad The Hogs, or The Warts...or The Hogs Heads, my brother runs this absolutely delightful little pub..."

"You can't be serious."

Sue probably felt the need to facepalm at this point, Blaine thought, and he didn't blame her.

"How about The Cheery Hogs? A compromise!"

"Not happening, Dumby." Sue shook her hesad slowly. "Of course, I can't be doing all this and making sure none of you little...students... behave and don't eat junkfood...so I have brought someone with me. Dolores Umbridge, of the Ministry of Magic!"

Nobody cheered.

"She's very pink, isn't she?" Hermione swallowed. "It's rather unnerving."

"Why do all the staff scare the crap out of me? Apart from the Shuester one."

"I wouldn't trust a man with curly hair, ginger."

"Ahh!" Ron yelped, and spun around to see Sue Sylvester stand behind him.

"You Gryffindors are whimps." Sue sighed. "Oh darnit, you missed Umbridge's speach!"

"Is Umbridge a man?" Rachel raised an eyebrow.

"That's not for us to judge, Pippi Longstocking."

"Sweet Transvestite..." Sam muttered under his breath. Sue stared at him.

"I like you, kid." she said slowly. "Well, I have to go give out to some Jigglypuffs for being useless and convince some moronic Slytherins that there's a school on Mars."

"She said Jigglypuff."

"Slytherins aren't that stupid..." Blaine began, but was interrupted by Draco Malfoys high pitched voice announcing he had to go to the potty. "I take it back."

In the excitement, they had also missed the announcement of Remus Lupin, the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.

"And now...for the final announcement. It is with great pleasure and excitement I announce...that the Triwizard Tournament will make it's return this year, and will be hosted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."