Magic of a smile

Authors note: really cheesy title but mneh. We need a bit of klaine fluff and cheese after the Break Up's episode. Sorry it took so long, life is so invasive! I hope you enjoy this chapter.

After the gruelling from the teacher about not abusing their powers as prefects – he could swear the teacher looked straight at him at that point – they were excused to do whatever they wanted for the rest of the journey. Blaine's eyes moved over to Kurt's gracious form, watching as the older boy adjusted the prefect badge on his robes beside his interesting horntail brooch. His eyebrow rose slightly at the somewhat outrageous fashion choice but made his mind up to go and talk to him but as he stood, his female counterpart grabbed his arm and turned him back,
"Don't you think we ought to come up with a system for our prefecting?" Rachel asked, taking out a piece of parchment and a quill, causing Blaine to groan loudly,
"Berry... only you would think of creating a schedule of when and where we prefect..." he said and he sighed, "Besides, how will we know what we're doing til we get our timetables?" he added, raising an eyebrow and hiding a smirk as Rachel's face showed her confusion at the fact that Blaine Anderson had outsmart her. He winked to her before turning back to approach Kurt – only to find the boy had left the carriage.

His hazel eyes looked around, as if expecting him to be engaging in a game of hide and seek. Hope sprung in his chest as he saw light brunette hair only to find it belonged to a Slytherin. A frown was set heavily in his features and he turned to Rachel, "Great. Now he's gone." She blinked up at him, looking around,
"Who is gone?" she asked, slowly, looking to the boy. If she was honest, she used to have a major crush on him in her second year and they had actually kissed at a party. Well, he tripped and their lips caught but it happened. She was growing out of the crush now, especially after seeing Blaine holding hands with another boy. Blaine's face tensed as he realised what he had said and he shrugged,
"No one..." he pushed past the Hufflepuff prefects who were talking with the big-shot Head boy and started walking down the train.

He had every intention of returning to Jeff and Nick and complaining about the dull lecture and how all the square geeks were there but his pace slowed and his eyes moved to glance through every carriage. Some of the doors were closed but he managed a glimpse at the occupants. Through his journey, his mind was off where he was going as he went to walk past the compartment with Jeff and Nick , only stopping because they shouted towards him,
"Is Mr Prefect too good for us now after the meeting?!" Blaine skidded to a halt and turned, plastering his signature grin as he leaned against the door and he shrugged,
"Oh, I dunno, you guys are clearly peasants," he teased, dodging a chocolate frog that Jeff threw at him before he slipped into the compartment and back to his normal seat.

The journey was completely dull. Blaine wanted to run up and down the train to find this stranger. Something just compelled him and he had to know. His leg bounced as he sat in the carriage, his eyes watching the door in case he saw his Ravenclaw boy walk past and he ignored any attempt by his friends to talk so they just talked to each other and left Blaine in his own world. The thing that bugged him most was that Blaine knew nearly everyone at the school at least by face and he had never noticed the boy before but it was just too... absurd. The boy had a look that he just couldn't get out of his head. A look that made Blaine want to hold him and Blaine didn't want to hold anyone really. He wasn't a bad guy but he just liked goofing around and being serious... well it was scaring him.

When the train finally pulled into Hogsmeade station, he moved out of the carriage and onto the platform fast. He was the first one out and he barely remembered the journey, holding the door open for the younger students, his eyes still on the lookout for Kurt when he finally saw him. He was several carriages down and talking to a girl as he too held the door open. His light brown hair slowly fell but before it could, Kurt caught it and pushed it up in a fluid motion – a reflex. Suddenly, he caught his eyes. A shimmering blue looked into his own pools of brown and his cheeks slowly began to redden. Instinct took over and he flashed his winning smile and winked to the other boy before turning away. Unfortunately, he turned too quickly to notice the other boy's cheek redden.

Kurt wasn't used to this attention, he loved performing and the attention from that but, unless he was mistaken, this Gryffindor male was flirting with him? He had heard a few things about the gay Gryffindor student but he was brave enough. As a Ravenclaw, Kurt knew it was probably wiser for him to stay in the closet, he had enough trouble with the Slytherins as it was, particularly David Karofsky. He had been dubbed the next Draco Malfoy in a sense, hating everyone that was not from a pure background or who were different. Kurt being a muggleborn and too timid to fight back made him the perfect target and coming out will just give the older Slytherin more ammunition to use against him.

It wasn't that no one knew, his best friends Mercedes and Tina knew. They were always trying to find him someone to date but Kurt just didn't bother. He didn't want others to know. When he left, he'd date but at the school it just wasn't safe. He linked his arms with Tina, the girl Blaine noticed beside him, as the door closed after the last student and he led her down the platform towards the horseless carriages. Well, everyone else saw them as horseless but Kurt saw the magnificence of the Thestral, digging its hoof into the ground as students piled into its carriages. Thestrals were odd creatures and an omen of death, Kurt hated them because it just reminded him of the night he saw his mother die and his grip tightened onto Tina who rubbed his arm soothingly as they climbed into their own carriage.

Through the window, Kurt's eyes met with Blaine's once more. Blaine was laughing with something his blonde friend said, the laughter stopping slightly as Blaine noticed him. Oh God... he's going to come into the carriage... please close the door, close the door... close the-
"Kurt Hummel, Ravenclaw sixth year prefect, we meet again," the Gryffindor said as he collapsed on the bench opposite Kurt, between Mercedes and a poor second year that was almost sat on, "you just disappeared on me back there," he said, stretching out. Kurt pressed his lips together, watching the boy. His arrogance annoyed him but he couldn't help enjoying his company. He couldn't understand it, so his lips went into a somewhat sarcastic smile as he said,
"Blaine Anderson the Gryffindor fifth year fool," he said, a smirk replacing the smile as he felt his heart beat furiously at the sarcasm, "Clearly I didn't do as well as I hoped since you found me," Blaine's face exaggerated a look of hurt as Mercedes and Tina both went "Burn!" and giggled. The Gryffindor shook his head,
"Oh, ouch, Hummel. That was cold," he said, shaking his head and his bottom lip stuck out in an exaggerated pout. And that was it.

Kurt's cheeks reddened slightly as he looked to Blaine's face. It just looked so... adorable. The big brown puppy dog eyes, the red lip that some animalistic side of Kurt just wanted to tug... He cleared his throat and looked out the window, "We're almost there," he said, trying to act like he wasn't paying attention to Blaine but he could see him through his peripherals. Blaine was... checking him out? He knew Gryffindors were brave but Blaine was just... reckless. He didn't want Blaine to latch on and flirt with him because he was just going to end up even more tormented by the Slytherins without even coming out on his own terms. It was then in that carriage that he vowed to himself to keep as much distance between the two of them as possible to prevent any misunderstanding. Unfortunately, Blaine had the complete opposite idea.

Travelling into the school, Kurt could feel the Gryffindor pressed against his side. He couldn't really snap because they were both heading the same way but he was sure Blaine had more space than he was bringing across but it didn't matter. Soon, they'd have to sit at their own tables then go to their own dorms and they'd never have to meet again. Right?

Wrong. He received his timetable next morning, feeling positive about never having to see that adorable but arrogant Gryffindor again when the mood plummeted. His first lesson every Tuesday, was double potions ... with fifth year Gryffindors. He felt the colour leave his face and he looked to the Gryffindor table where he caught the eye of that adorable and arrogant Gryffindor and Blaine winked to him, flashing him a smile.

Oh great.