All hell broke loose a week later. Blaine had been woken up early in the morning to a report that someone had broken into Gringotts, and then busted out with a dragon. This set off a chain within the Order. They all knew it was time for battle. They didn't know where it was going to happen, but they spread word and told everyone to be ready and on alert.

It wasn't until after nightfall that anything happened. They were all heading back to Hogwarts. This was it.

Blaine arrived at Hogwarts with most of the rest of the order, rushing in through the secret passage at Aberforth's and then out of the Room of Requirement to convene with Professor McGonagall and the others.

He was quickly assigned to lead a group of Gryffindor's - both a blessing and a curse because he knew them all. They were assigned to one of the front facing corridors.

It went rather well at first, they even managed to take down a death eater, before the giants showed up and their entire defense got thrown out of whack.

Blaine lost track of the greater battle for a while, as they struggled to protect themselves from falling castle and random spells shot towards them from the ground.

"Okay, all of you," he finally shouted from where he was ducked behind a remaining chunk of wall. "I want you to go to Gryffindor tower-"

"We can't just hide!" an indignant voice yelled back at him. "Our families our out there, our friends!"

"I know, but we can't do anything from here!" Blaine yelled back, frustrated by their lack of decent options. "I want you lot to go to the tower, and fight from up there. I know you can all aim spells down at them from there. You can shield people from our side."

"But-" someone started to protest.

"No! Go, now. I'll meet you there when I've figured out where we can be most useful. I need to know what's going on downstairs, but I can't do that with you lot behind me."

"You heard him, let's go."

When Blaine rounded the corner to head down the marble staircase to the entrance hall minutes later, he was immediately shoved back around the corner and against the wall.

He aimed his wand at his attacker, ready to strike when- "Blaine?"

He paused, trying to see the eyes behind the mask. "Kurt?"

"Yeah- shit," Kurt said, ducking a spell and then pulling Blaine further down the hall to hide in an alcove where a suit of armor once stood.

"What are you doing?"

"Fighting with the Order?" Blaine said, giving Kurt a perplexed look. "I'm sorry, I need to- the mask, I can't- you need to take it off."

"The- oh. Yeah, sorry." Kurt pulled it off, throwing it aside. "And I meant, what were you doing heading to the entrance hall all by yourself. When I saw Lupin earlier he told me that you were leading a group upstairs."

"Oh, that. Our wall started collapsing so I sent them to a safer location while I worked out where we could be of more use."

"So you're safe then? Well as safe as - PROTEGO," Kurt shouted blasting a death eater off his feet and slamming him into the opposite wall. "Okay, clearly we've been standing here too long. You go do your thing, and I'll work on discretely blasting death eaters."

"Okay, yeah," Blaine pulled Kurt into a tight hug. "Stay safe."

The next time Blaine saw Kurt was only for a brief moment directly following Voldemort's announcement that they had an hour to collect their dead and turn over Harry Potter.

Blaine had led his group to a first floor classroom where they'd been able to protect their own and knock off a few death eaters without putting themselves too far into harms way. There were vastly more talented witches and wizards who could do that - and survive.

Blaine saw Kurt walk by the room he was in and darted across to pull him inside.

"Please tell me that you aren't going into the woods with them."

"I don't really have a choice Blaine," Kurt sighed, a tired look in his eyes.

"Of course you do, stay-"

"Blaine," Kurt shook his head sadly, glancing behind him at the group of Gryffindor's watching them confusedly. "I have to go. Someone has to be there to make sure we know what's happening. Besides, if they descend on Hogwarts again, I'll be more useful to the Order from the death eaters ranks than I would be if I stayed here and revealed my true colors."

Kurt turned to go, but Blaine stopped him, gripping his arm tightly. He rocked up onto his tip toes and pressed a hard kiss to Kurt's mouth.

"Promise me you'll come back."

"I promise," Kurt whispered, a small smile tugging at his lips.

By far the worst part of the battle was when the Death Eaters and Voldemort returned to the castle. Kurt was with them, hanging in the back with… the Malfoy's, which was a bit odd. It was of little concern to Blaine however, because with the knowledge that Kurt was alive, Blaine was able to focus on Hagrid. And the body he was carrying.
If Harry was dead, then they were in trouble.

His worry turned out to be for nothing though. After Neville killed Voldemort's snake and fighting broke out once more, Harry disappeared and eventually revealed that he was very much alive. And then Voldemort was dead and the sun was coming up and they had miraculously won.

They weren't without their losses though. Knowing Kurt was still alive, Blaine turned his attention towards making a list of the fallen. He knew it was something that was going to have to be done eventually, and he'd needed to do something, so he took up the job. He had his most important person, many others didn't. He would allow them to mourn and regroup while he got this job over with.

By the time 7 am rolled around, the house elves had brought up breakfast, and Blaine had finished making the list. There had been far too many names. Too many people that he had known, and too many people that he'd never gotten the chance to meet. But for now he was going to settle for being happy that they had won. The nightmare was over. And better yet, he had Kurt. Kurt who was sitting across the room, staring at Blaine with two mugs of coffee waiting in front of him.

He finally, finally knew what his future held. There were certainly things they would have to work through, but they would get there. Together. All he had to do was cross the Great Hall and join Kurt.