Another chapter ready to go. And if any of you read my other fic, there should be a new chapter up late tonight/tomorrow. Look forward to that. Without further ado, I give you BLAINE.
Blaine Anderson had first suspected he was attracted to men at around the age of five. He walked into his parent's room one afternoon, attempting to find his lost toy wand, when he knocked over his mother's issue of "Witch Weekly". On the cover was a large picture of Harry Potter, holding up a very small child. Blaine couldn't help but note how handsome glasses looked on men.
It wasn't until he was seven that he knew for sure, though. His older sister, who had started Hogwarts the year before, was home for the summer. After many hours of begging, their parents finally agreed to let her have a friend over. The second Blaine laid eyes on the boy he knew it was love. Except, not real love because he was only seven and Jeremiah was twelve. Obviously that hadn't worked out too well, either.
At the ripe age of nine, while he and his family were out shopping in Diagon Alley, he'd seen two men holding hands, a small girl walking with them, talking quickly. He pointed it out to his sister and she rolled her eyes, whispering to him that the men were gay.
"Gay?" Blaine asked his sister in an equally quite voice.
"It's when someone likes the same gender as them," His sister snapped, quickening her pace. She'd never really enjoyed speaking with her younger brother.
"I'm gay," Blaine mumbled to himself, hoping that there wasn't anything wrong with him. The way his sister had explained it, gay sounded like something scandalous.
"Look at Alec Berry," He heard his mother grunt. "I always thought he was a real handsome man. I remember a lot of our friends being so let down when he and Harold began seeing each other."
"I can't believe they were allowed a daughter," His father retorted, a nasty look on his face. He was glaring toward the two men in disgust.
"Yes, well, times have changed, haven't they Stewart?" Blaine noticed that, though his mother wasn't saying anything too offensive, she looked equally as repulsed by the men. He wanted to ask why being gay was such a bad thing, but decided against it. He parents didn't generally like being asked questions. In fact, his parents didn't usually like talking to him all that much in general.
When he was eleven and his Hogwarts letter finally came, Blaine decided he would ask his parents about their views on gay people. He knew what he was, and didn't like hiding it. They both seemed to be in relatively good moods, proud of their son for getting his letter, so he thought then would have been as good a time as any.
"Mother, Father. Can I ask you something?" Blaine's voice shook and he attempted to avoid each of his parent's gazes when they both looked up at him.
"What is it, Blaine?" Asked his mother, though she hadn't sounded the least bit interested.
"Remember a few years ago when we were in Diagon Alley?" Both his parents nodded their heads a little, though they looked unsure about which time he was referring too.
"The one time. When we saw the Berry's?" Blaine explained further, and both his parents had the same reaction. Recognition and then disgust.
"Yes," His father answered curtly. He sounded extremely annoyed that Blaine had brought the subject up.
"Well, I was just wondering why you seemed to dislike them so much?" First Mr. and Mrs. Anderson just stared at each other, unable to answer the question. Then, finally, his mother spoke.
"They're different than us."
"Abominations," His father interjected loudly.
"Because they're in love?" In a few years, his father's words would have just made him angry, but because Blaine was so young, they just hurt him. He didn't want to be an abomination.
"Blaine, you can't call what they have love!" Gasped his mother, seeming as though she was about to start crying.
"What in the world is all this about, Blaine? Who taught you to speak like this?" Mr. Anderson snapped at him, his voice angry and cold.
"Nothing. Sorry I asked," Blaine muttered, getting up from the table and leaving the kitchen. It was at that moment that Blaine decided he didn't like his parents all that much. They seemed more like abominations than he did.
"Hello, Mother," Blaine said to his mother as he appeared suddenly from the fireplace.
"Oh, right. I'd forgotten you were coming home today," Answered his mother, not looking up from her magazine. Blaine just always felt so welcomed in his home.
"Miss me?" Blaine asked sarcastically, not really expecting an answer. He didn't get one, either.
Needless to say his parents didn't take it too well when he'd come out to them. His father still refused to look in his eyes whenever Blaine passed him in the hallway. He supposed that was why his family insured that he would be away for eleven months out of the year.
"Oh, I'm going to my friend Kurt's house tomorrow. Just so you know," Blaine informed her as he walked up their steps.
"How long are you staying?" It was a normal question that any mom would ask, but the way his mother said it, she sounded hopeful that he wouldn't be coming back at all.
"As long as they'll have me," Blaine told her simply, walking to his room. He was slowly getting used to the fact that his parents hated him.
"You should have been there for dinner! It's so uncomfortable trying to have a normal conversation with them!" Blaine exclaimed to Kurt angrily. He knew he was lucky to have a friend who would listen to him rant about his parents at any given time.
"They'll get over it eventually, Blaine. It's just going to take them a little longer," Kurt told his friend, sadly.
"I doubt it. I'm so excited to just graduate from Hogwarts already. Then I won't have to deal with them anymore," Blaine grumbled to himself, mostly. Kurt just frowned at him, not wanting to drag on the discussion for Blaine's sake.
"We've still got three more years," Kurt reminded him, unable to not sound like the biggest buzz kill in the world.
"Yeah, I know," Blaine said curtly. He didn't even bother trying to keep the attitude from his voice. His parents had always made him feel incredibly annoyed, but for some reason, that summer it was worse.
"Okay, subject change then? Or do you just want to sulk all day?" Kurt asked brightly, thought Blaine noticed that he looked slightly hurt.
"I'm sorry, Kurt. I shouldn't have snapped at you," Blaine mumbled avoiding the other boy's gaze.
"It's alright, no harm done. I'm sorry your parents frustrate you so much," Kurt answered sincerely. Blaine appreciated how much his friend truly cared about him. He'd never really had someone in his life who would actually listen to him when he spoke.
"Thank you, Kurt. It means a lot to me," Blaine couldn't help sounding cheesy and lame. He was sure Kurt didn't mind.
"No problem, Blaine." Kurt's face was lit up in the brightest way possible, and Blaine couldn't help but notice how adorable Kurt looked like that. "So how are the Warblers doing? Jeff and Wes okay?"
"Jeff and Wes are never okay," Blaine joked as he gave Kurt one of his best smiles.
"They are quite insane, aren't they?" Kurt asked, knowing full well that both Wes and David were too uptight for their own good.
"I wanted to sneak out one night and go for a swim and they threatened to tell on me," Grumbled Blaine, still angry about the whole event. "I mean, I've been friends with them for years but sometimes I can't stand to be around them."
"Aren't Gryffindors supposed to respect rules and value friendship or something?" Kurt questioned, sounding rather amused. Blaine rolled his eyes dramatically.
"I didn't choose to be in Gryffindor," Blaine said sternly. "If it were up to me I'd have picked Slytherin."
"Why?" Kurt asked, his heart fluttering for a moment.
"My parents were both in Slytherin. Gryffindor just gave them another reason to be disappointed in me." Blaine avoided Kurt's gaze so that the other boy wouldn't be able to see just how much his relationship with his parents bothered him.
"Gryffindor is the most respectable house in Hogwarts, Blaine. And this is coming from a Slytherin," Said Kurt, patting Blaine softly on the shoulder. He understood what it was like to disappoint people.
"You know, my mother was a Ravenclaw," Kurt said quietly. "My father said that she would have been proud of me no matter where I was sorted, as long as I was being myself."
"Your dad is so accepting," Blaine sounded envious, though he didn't mean to. "I wish you would just tell him you're gay."
Kurt sighed, staring at the boy across from him. Of course he'd told Blaine he was gay. He had to tell Blaine. He trusted Blaine with all of his secrets. Even his most privet ones. Though he thought the other boy would at least understand that Kurt couldn't just tell his dad.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that," Blaine mumbled, throwing Kurt an apologetic stare. "It's just, I feel like he would appreciate it. Like maybe right now he doesn't feel like you trust him."
Blaine knew Kurt's family fairly well. His step-mom was alway incredibly nice to Blaine when he came over, and Finn seemed to tolerate him enough. Kurt's father didn't really say much to him, but it was obvious how much Burt truly cared about his son. It made Blaine's heart ache a bit that he didn't have that sort of father.
"I never really thought about that," Kurt whispered guiltily. "I am just nervous."
"Courage. I know you have a lot of it," Blaine said simply, taking Kurt's hand slowly. His hazel eyes met Kurt's blue ones for just a moment before Kurt looked away, embarrassed.
"Yeah, maybe you're right." Just as Kurt said this, Finn barged into the room holding a large potions book in his hands. He took one look at the scene, blushed, and walked away. Blaine and Kurt couldn't help but crack up at the look on Finn's face.
"You're sure you and Blaine aren't together?" Finn asked almost a millisecond after Blaine left their home. He'd apparently been waiting for quite some time to ask.
"Yes, Finn. I'm pretty positive." Kurt almost hadn't wanted to dignify the question with a response but thought it best not to let Finn's mind wander too much.
"Then what exactly did I walk in on? 'Cause it certainly didn't seem like nothing to me." Sounded worried, though Kurt couldn't for the life of him figure out why.
"He was giving me a speech about courage," Kurt said with a laugh and Finn just glared at him.
"What does that even mean?" Asked Finn, his voice higher pitched then usual.
"It means he was being a good friend you that you shouldn't over analyze thing because your small brain really can't take it," Kurt snapped, walking into the kitchen. Finn followed him, only to be distracted by the smell of cooking food.
"Is dinner almost ready, mom?" Finn grunted, his mouth practically watered as he stared at the oven.
"Just about, honey," Mumbled Carol distractedly. She was humming some old 80's tune Kurt vaguely recognized. When Finn began to sing along, Kurt realized something.
"Oh man! I forgot to tell Blaine about the idea I had!" Kurt exclaimed, his eyes narrowing in annoyance.
"What idea?" Both Carol and Finn asked at once.
"Oh, it was nothing really. Just a way to get his mind off of things for a while," Kurt muttered, not really wanting to talk about it with anyone at the moment.
"What was it?" Finn asked again. He looked extremely curious and Kurt felt bad for not wanting to tell him.
"I just thought, because he likes preforming so much, we could start some sort of music club at Hogwarts. It might be fun," Kurt explained quickly, trying to avoid looking at Finn's face.
"That actually sounds really cool, dude," Finn said, surprising both Kurt and Carol. They both looked at him in shock and he laughed. "What? I'm not allowed to like music?"
"Of course you are," Kurt told him reluctantly. "It's just not something I thought you'd be interested in."
"I'll have you know I'm a pretty good drummer, Kurt," Finn said in a mocking tone.
"Well, I had more of a singing club in mind."
"I like to sing," Stated Finn immediately. Kurt had not expected such a strong reaction from his step-brother, but was rather happy to hear that someone else liked his idea.
"So you'd want to join?" Kurt questioned, the corners of his lips twisting up in a smile as he spoke.
"Sure, dude. If you got it running I'd totally try it out." Finn was more often than not nothing more than a large, talking monkey. But Kurt was rather happy to call the other boy his brother that day.
"Alright kids. Dinner's ready," Carol told them, setting a few things out onto their kitchen table. "Your father should be home any minute."
Sure enough, as soon as she'd spoke they heard the sound of Kurt's father pulling into the drive through, most likely too fast. Carol smiled at the door, glad to see her husband after a long day. Finn was staring longingly at the food, wanting nothing more than to make his plate, and Kurt was playing with the fashionable scarf he wore around his neck, nervous.
"Alright, let's eat!" Burt yelled enthusiastically, sitting down at the table. Finn smiled at him and began shoving potatoes onto his plate as if they might disappear at any given moment.
"Before we eat, would you mind if I said something?" Kurt asked suddenly, and everyone looked up at him. Finn let out a soft moan, which he instantly regretted when Kurt shot a glare at him.
"Go ahead, Kurt," Burt mumbled through a mouth full of pork. Kurt almost laughed, until he remembered the seriousness of the situation.
"I just. I thought I should tell you guys that, well. That I'm gay," Kurt spoke the last few words so quietly that he was sure his family wan't able to hear him at all, until Finn suddenly patted him on the back.
"Way to go, Kurt," Exclaimed Finn, unable to keep his face even. He was smiling bigger than Kurt had ever seen him smile.
His dad looked as though he were about to speak when a beautiful, snow colored owl flew through the window. Kurt recognized it at once as Blaine's. He dropped a small letter right in Kurt's lap and flew off within a second. Kurt could feel everyone's eyes on him, but he didn't care. He read the message Blaine had sent him carefully to himself.
Courage.
Still not crack, but courage Blaine is alway great. And Kurt came out to his family so I got all the drama out of the way pretty much. Leaves more room for hilarity. Each chapter is going to start with an explanation of a different character's past, just FYI. I'm super excited to do Puckerman's, but he's not for a few chapters. Hope you enjoy. Review maybe?