Hello readers and all that like this. I have been thinking about how will Dumbledore get Kurt to meet all the Hogwarts students? And about how will they react? If you will, would you inform me how you want this to happen. Well let's get on with it! –A

Chapter 3

Kurt's P.O.V.

I woke up with a start, because there was a very loud bang from down stairs. I groaned and rolled over to look at my alarm clock. 3:15 am. What in the world is going on down stairs at three in the morning?

Annoyed I rolled out of bed and dragged myself downstairs. I jumped as I heard another loud explosion, come from the kitchen. When I walked into the room I stopped in my tracks. There was cookie dough all over the kitchen. Then I looked at the source of all the dough. In the middle of our kitchen Hagrid stood, with his umbrella pointing at the oven. The oven must have been were the dough came from, because that's where most of it was. Hagrid himself had dough all in his beard and hair, and over his clothes.

Finally I spoke up. "What in the world is going on in here?" I asked angrily. He looked at me with a sad look.

"I was tryin' to make all'eh cookies before we left." He straightened up and looked at his mess.

"I have three questions for you. One) why are you making cookies with your wand? Two) why are you making them at three in the morning? And Three) what do you mean before we left, it's the asscrack of dawn?!" I asked crossing my arms. Obviously I'm not a morning person.

He looked at me like I was crazy. "Kurt we explained yesterday, we're takin' a portkey so we hav' to get up early' and walk to ye' portkey, it's pretty far' from here." He explained.

"Oh.." Truthfully I had forgotten all about the talk after I got home from telling the glee club I was leaving.

I looked around, "Well do you need any help cleaning this up?" I asked gesturing to the mess.

He shook his head, "No, no I've got it'. Jus' go get ready', ye' got a long day a'head of ya'."

I nodded and walked back to my room, to get ready for the day.

Hogwarts school of witch craft and wizardry

Blaine's P.O.V.

Everyone at Hogwarts was talking and whispering and even yelling, and it was all about Kurt Hummel.

Even the teachers talked about him, all except one. Severus Snape never talked about him, EVER. Whenever someone brought him up, Snape always got on to them. He was a little frightening when he got on to you, so when I was in potions class and he got on to someone I wasn't shocked. I was shocked however to see that it was Jeff he was yelling at. Jeff was just whispering to Nick about him, and he got a little too loud.

"So I heard that Kurt Hummel has the most beautiful eyes ever." Jeff whispered.

"Jeffery Sterling, if you think you can talk to Nicholas and interrupt my class, why don't you tell the class what was so important that it couldn't wait till later?" Snape said while stopping in front of Jeff.

"Um…we-" Jeff was quickly cut off.

"Stand while you speak." Snape snapped.

Slowly Jeff rose from his seat and started again. "Well we were just talking about Kurt Hummel."

Snape visibly stiffened, "Well why were you talking about him, he is not even at Hogwarts, yet you think it would be a good idea to interrupt my class by talking about him?" Snape angrily snapped .

Jeff was stuttering by now. "U-um no sir-r I-I am just excited-d t-that he will-l be here s-soon."

Everyone in the room was giving Jeff a look of sympathy. Snape walk to his desk and sat down.

"Sit down Jeffery. Ten points from Gryffindor, now everyone get out your potion book and turn to page fifty-eight." Snape said as he got out his own book.

Jeff sat down as fast as he could. For the rest of the class I hoped that Kurt Hummel would get here soon.

Lima, Ohio at 3:45am

Kurt's P.O.V.

When I was done getting ready, I was in black skinny jeans and a white t-shirt with a vest. With that, I went to the kitchen. It was clean and empty. Thankful for that I ate a quick breakfast, and even tried one of Hagrid's mostly burned cookies. Which I spit out soon after, it tasted like a rock. I walked into the living room to see everyone sitting dressed and ready to go, but mom, she was in her robe looking tired.

"Ok, Kurt are you ready to go?" McGonagall asked.

"Um, yeah I guess, just let me get my bags." I said as I turned to walk to my room.

"No need for that, we have taken care of. We just need to get going, we will be waiting for you outside so you can say your goodbyes." She said as they walked out the door.

I turned to look at my 'mom' to see she was silently crying. I walked over and sat next to her.

After a couple minutes I spoke up. "Please stop crying, you knew this would happen someday."

She turned to me and hugged me, it was a little awkward. She pulled away and wiped her eyes. "You should go, you've got a big day head of you." She patted me on the back.

I got up and walked out the door. It was too damn early in the morning for this. With a really bad morning, we walked for three hours.

I don't know how they weren't tiered. But when we finally stopped. I looked around, we were in a clearing in the woods. The only thing there was an old, ugly, dirty boot, right in the middle of the clearing. When we approached the boot I gave them a weird look.

"What is that?" I questioned, pointing at the boot.

Hagrid smiled, "That's the portkey."

"What? That's the portkey?!" I asked in shock. Before I could ask any more questions they all put a hand on the boot.

Dumbledore looked at me and said, "Put your hand on the boot."

"What-" but before I could go on McGonagall grabbed my hand and put it on the boot.

In a flash we were in front of this old building, with a sign that said The Leaky cauldron. The boot was gone, and I had to catch myself before falling.

"Are you ok Kurt?" Dumbledore said, striating his robes.

I composed myself. "Yeah, yeah I'm ok." He nodded.

"Good. Now McGonagall and I have some business to attend to, so Hagrid well escort you to Diagon alley. Here is you supply list and Hagrid will then drop you off at platform nine- and three quarters, now goodbye Kurt." Then they were walking down the street, and were gone. I looked up at Hagrid, I really had to look up at him because he is like seven and a half feet tall.

"Well come on Kurt, This is it. The Leaky Cauldron, it's a famous place." Hagrid had steered us inside.

For a famous place, it was very dark and shabby. There were a couple dozen people there. Right when we walked in the low buzz of chatter stopped. Everyone seemed to know Hagrid: they waved and smiled at him, and the bartender reached for a glass, saying, "The usual, Hagrid?"

"Can't, Tom, I'm on Hogwarts business," said Hagrid, clapping his huge hand on my back.

"Good Lord," said Tom, looking at me, "is this- can this be-?"

The Leaky Cauldron had suddenly gone completely still and silent.

"Bless my soul," whispered the bartender, "Kurt Hummel… what an honor."

He hurried out from behind the bar, rushed toward me and seized my hand, tears in his eyes. "Welcome back, Mr. Hummel, welcome back."

I didn't know what to say. Everyone was looking at me. Hagrid was beaming at me.

Then there was a great scraping of chairs and the next moment, I found myself shaking hands with everyone in the Leaky Cauldron.

"Doris Crockford, Mr. Hummel, can't believe I'm meeting you at last." "So proud, Mr. Hummel, I'm just so proud." "Always wanted to shake your hand- I'm all of a flutter." "Delighted, Mr. Hummel, just can't tell you, Diggle's the name, Dedalus Diggle."

All came at me at once. The rest was a blur of handshakes and completes. When Hagrid led us to a back door, everyone was yelling their goodbyes. When Hagrid closed the door I was meat with the bliss of silence.

"We told yeh, didn't we? Told yeh you was famous. Now where's me umbrella?" Hagrid started to search his coat. He found his umbrella soon, and started to tap the bricks with the end.

"Three up . . . two across . . ." he muttered as he taped, "Right stand back, Kurt."

He tapped the wall three times with the point of his umbrella. It happened really fast. The bricks stared to move around. They formed an arch way, into a magical looking street way.

"Welcome," Hagrid said, "to Diagon Alley."

Cliff hanger! Sorry I got lost a little and need to think of more ways to progress the story. Well that's it for this chapter. Review? PLEASE? Bye!