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Chapter four
They wandered through Daltons hallways for a few moments in silence. Kurt was suddenly reminded that this boy beside him no matter how close they were as kids, was practically a stranger now. They hadn't seen each other for what came to about seven years. Did Kurt really know him that well after all that time. They were kids when they last saw each other. Like Harry had already alluded they'd both been through a lot since then. I mean he'd more or less admitted he'd been in a bombing on his school and lost his friends. That made Kurt feel both concerned and nervous. What could he say that wouldn't sound trite and stupid. He felt like all of a sudden he didn't know this man beside him. The boy he'd known was shy yes, but he was always so hyper and happy go lucky. Like just being free in the world was such a great gift he was going to make the most of it. Which made sense considering his relatives. But this Harry, he was careful and brooding. Right now he was staring at a huge old tapestry on the wall with a furrowed considering brow. Kurt felt like he should offer some sort of touristy remark explaining it. But if this was the real Harry, he would have been brimming with questions already or have skipped down the hall rambling on about something that it would take Kurt a while to recognise but end up having them both laughing. Now this just felt awkward and like he was showing around 'the new kid'.
"That's my great something Godfather's Uncle" Harry suddenly announced pointing to a wall where the old alumni pictures were hung. Along with the school trophies was a wall of fame. Most of the Warblers of old were up there for winning nationals or achieving their singing dreams. Kurt had looked it over when he was told that. He'd wanted to see evidence of people who liked show choir in school getting somewhere with it. But there was also a huge section just dedicated to people who had left Dalton to do incredible things that was pretty inspiring.
"Charlus Mateusz Pennyworth II?" Kurt asked looking at the young blonde boy pictured in a group shot of boys holding up a trophy for something.
"Yeah, he married into the Black line a few generations ago. I read a lot about the Black side of the family who came here when they told me I'd be coming. See this guy here with the black hair and blue eyes?" he pointed to another picture.
"Orion Black?" Kurt squinted it was a very old slightly blurred picture.
"He befriended Charlus while they were here at Dalton together and then Charlus met Orion's sister and caused a family scandal when they ran off and married" Harry grinned impishly.
"That's...huh" Kurt nodded with a sideways glance at Harry in wonder.
He could see his green eyes carefully studying all these foreign faces with a studied look of nonchalance and interest. So he was feeling just as awkward as Kurt was now and trying to cover it up with meaningless chat?
"How do you know all this anyway? I kind of always got the impression your relatives...?" he cut himself off when he realised that had not been the most appropriate segue when trying to ease the awkwardness.
But Harry's smile was shy and sweet. So like that boy from the past. He turned to Kurt with such a sparkle in his eye and a look of true happiness. For a moment Kurt was thrown.
"That's what happened when I left. I found my real family. I found all the people who knew my parents and actually liked them. I got to know the real Potters and who I would have been if my mother's sister wasn't a jealous harpy" he grinned bouncing slightly.
Kurt grinned at him.
"Well that's great!"
"Yeah" then his face fell and he sighed.
"Most of them are dead now, or sick and looking after their real families. The- terrorism is Britain was so bad Kurt. They're all so damaged now. I couldn't stay there and I've left those who are left to try and handle it alone" he looked guilty now.
"It's ok to need to get away to look after yourself you know" Kurt supplied lightly trying not to look upset by this news.
"It's sort of why I'm here too. To hide and recover" he offered timidly
Harry turned to frown at him worry clear in those beautiful eyes.
"I was being bullied. A lot...and well it got so bad my dad gave up his honeymoon money to pay my tuition here to keep me safe" he sighed regretfully.
Harry cocked his head and smiled slightly.
"Uncle Burt got married?" he asked curiously
Kurt giggled slightly at that moniker. It eased the tension even if it was unintentionally. He had been preparing for a load of questions about the situation. To have to rake over all the old wounds. But then he realised. Harry had just as many scars and he understood what it was like to not want to rake it all over. They would talk about it, but it wouldn't be forced and not when they were only seeing each other for the first time in years.
"Oh yes. He married a while ago. A lovely lady you'll like her. Carole is my new step mother. She has a son our age Finn. He's an idiot but a nice bumbling one at least. You have to come over and say Hi. Dad will be happy to see you again I bet" he grinned.
Harry laughed and nodded then casually they linked arms turning away in unison from the wall inspection to walk on down the corridor. Like it was scheduled or planned. Their easy camaraderie was just there. They knew how to talk and act around each other. It just needed to warm up again. Like slipping back into an old pair of jeans, they were cold and slightly uncomfortable at first, but once they adjusted to your body again you remember why you kept them at the back of the wardrobe so long.
Kurt should have known they'd end up in the Senior commons really. They were wandering past with Kurt giving a happy description of his classes there and how welcome he'd been made. When Harry had glanced sideways at the open doorway and spotted the piano by the windows.
"Do you still play?" he'd asked interrupting a breakdown of which teacher's were strict or funny.
"Of course! Can you imagine what would happen if She visited and I didn't" Kurt mocked waggling a finger.
Harry just grinned and grabbed his arm yanking him almost off his feet into the room.
"Play" he'd commanded and flopped onto a sofa with a peaceful smile eyes sliding closed.
Kurt had just stood beside the piano watching him for a moment. He was so different yet the same. It was hard to get used to, but at the same time not. It was like they'd never spent more than a summer apart.
"Ok what shall I play?" he asked sitting easily on the bench and running a few tinkling scales that Lila had first taught them.
"Something you can sing. I want to hear you, now you're not a little kid. You were always the best of us all" Harry murmured not opening his eyes.
Kurt smiled fondly over at him.
Harry was always so sweetly obliviously complimentary.
"Ok then I'll sing for you" he grinned and began a soft melody.
He saw Harry smile from the corner of his eye and knew he'd picked right. This song, hell this play had been the thing he talked about most the last summer they spent together. Of course then he was too young to give the song justice singing it. But he had made Lila learn the songs and by coincidence Harry and Lila learnt the whole thing off by heart through sheer repetition and his constant babbling.
"Something has changed within me, something is not the same" he sang high and light.
He sort of wanted to prove he could sing it too. Especially to harry. He couldn't stand that he had blown the High F even if it was for his Dad. He wanted someone to hear it and know that he could indeed sing it. He also kind of really wanted Harry to know he could do it. He secretly had always believed that if Harry had been there that day he would have been there with the 'Oh hell No!' he'd halfway hoped Mercedes was going to give. Just knowing that Kurt had blown it and telling him he had better do it right because that was so lame it wasn't even funny.
As his voice soared over the notes he watched the perfectly peaceful face of his friend and smiled blissfully into the melody.
When he finished Harry sat up and beamed at him happily.
"It was so worth spending the next four months with that dang tune stuck in my head" he told him proudly.
"Thanks" he grinned feeling suddenly bashful.
"Do you still play?" he asked brightly shifting over and petting the bench welcomingly.
Harry gave him a half amused look and slid in beside him.
"I do. I'd sneak off when everything got a little too overwhelming sometimes and just blast it out. Hermione and Luna are the only two who ever found out where I went" he added with a sad little chuckle tinkering with the keys.
"They sound like wonderful friends" he offered gently.
"They were the best" he sighed and started a soft lulling melody.
Kurt recognised it and smiled.
"When the west wind blows on fields of barley" Harry sang under his breath
Kurt smiled even more. Harry's voice had certainly matured along with the rest of him. He'd always been able to keep in tone of course. Lila made sure they could at least do that. But this mature husky voice was genuinely Harry's singing voice and not just his kind of adorable squeaky baby voice.
"I'm really glad you're here. I've missed you so much. I'd think about you all the time and wish you were here." He suddenly blurted and the flowing tune didn't falter once as harry tilted his head to the side and offered him a soft warm smile.
"Me too. I'd turn sometimes ready to tell you something about my day that first few months and you wouldn't be there...my heart would break all over again. I kept making mental notes to write something down to send you in a letter and then realise we couldn't do that anymore...It took me a while to accept my new school friends because I was always waiting for you" he chuckled sadly and then the music was cut off and Harry had thrown his arms around him.
"I missed you so much Kurt. I don't know what I would have done without you back then and now...here you are again and it sort of feels a bit like fate" he laughed a little wetly and Kurt squeezed him.
"Maybe it is fate. I mean who else makes friends with the kid who nearly falls on them through a bush?" Kurt joked taking in the warmth coming off his friend with relish.
There really were not that many people content to linger in a hug with him these days. Not ever since he came out Gay.
"Yeah fate she certainly owes me a few" Harry laughed drawing back and smiling full of white teeth and dimples.
If you ignored that his cheeks were damp and his eyes had gone electric green from the tears this was a pretty good attempt at levity.
XOXOXOXO
Blaine watched Kurt walk off with his new, or old friend and felt like he was watching him walk out of his life. In all the time he'd been friends with Kurt. Hell in all the drama and the moments they'd spent cheering each other up and he'd been helping Kurt get through his issues. Kurt had never looked so happy or smiled so brightly. He'd never taken a joke quite so lightly or looked so at ease. He knew Kurt was having a hard time adjusting to Dalton, but this was the first time Kurt had looked so happy to be there.
"Well those two are quite the shocker" someone muttered with a laugh.
"Wow, I thought that guy was kind of grouchy and shy" Neal muttered.
"Yeah first on impressions he was like a mousy little deer waiting for us to kick him or something" Mitch agreed.
"Kurt certainly got him to open up fast. I wonder how well they know each other. They seemed awfully close" David grinned waggling his brows suggestively.
"I guess we'll find out soon enough. They both have classes together and live in the same hall now" Scott grinned brightly.
"Awesome" Wes laughed "We'll be having a gay sex riot" he smirked.
Blaine narrowed his eyes at them all warningly but they all just ignored him. He got up to leave and wandered towards the commons. He wanted to grab some of the set list music for the Warblers next rehearsal. He had just entered when he saw Harry and Kurt sat side by side on the piano bench. Kurt was clutching the side of the piano laughing so hard he was nearly falling off the bench. Harry was just jauntily playing the Punch and Judy sort of comical music while waggling his brows with a smug look on his face.
"H-H-Harry stop it!" Kurt cried collapsing into him with a breathless chuckle.
"I haven't done anything. You're the one who finds my disastrous love life amusing" he told him innocently trailing his fingers along the keys turning the music flawlessly into a peppy little tinkle that made you think of laughter.
"You can't just tell me a girl slapped you for telling her you thought she smelt funny and not expect me to laugh!" Kurt cried starting to giggle again.
"Well you asked!" Harry shrugged
"No I asked what you meant when you said I hit like a girl!" Kurt snorted "How was I supposed to know you were going to tell me about the many times girls had hit you as evidence?" he asked trying to control his escalating giggled once more.
Harry just arched a brow at him and started playing a jazzy tune.
"Ok ok, I give up. You're as bad as Lila with the damn Piano. Come sit away from it and talk. If you keep playing musical accompaniment to our conversation I might actually die from laughter" Kurt snickered pulling his hand away from the keys.
"I thought you wanted me to prove I could still play?" harry asked innocently while his other free hand continued to run over the keys.
"You've more than proved it. Now come on!"
Then they both seemed to notice him and smiled. Well Harry smiled politely. Kurt sort of giggled and flailed a hand at him in greeting.
"Hi Blaine" he laughed breathlessly and fell onto the sofa as they walked away from the piano.
"Hey Kurt...Harry?" he nodded uncertainly.
"Join us?" Harry asked softly gesturing uncertainly to the sofa and perching himself on the armchair adjacent to it.
Kurt gave him a baffled look for a moment at this renewed shyness and nervousness. But then he just smiled over at Blaine and smacked the cushion next to him.
"Yeah come 'ere you. You can help me fill him in on Dalton" he beamed.
Blaine smiled at both of them and dropped down giving a swift look between them to be sure he was welcome.
"I was trying to tell Harry about the rules. Because I know how hard it is to adjust to Dalton. He did go to a boarding school before so it won't be too bad for him" Kurt began
"I told you I'll be fine. My Manager assured me that even if I do misbehave they'll just pay the school to shut up" harry interrupted with an eye roll.
"You sound conceited and rude" Kurt told him waving him off.
"It's what he said when I asked how I was supposed to keep up with a different curriculum!" Harry protested.
"Exactly do you really want to fly by on your money and name alone?" Kurt demanded.
"Well no-"
"Exactly! So Blaine and I will make sure you stay out of trouble and you can keep up with your work load" Kurt beamed triumphantly.
"Oh that's just lovely, did you even ask if he would mind tutoring me?" harry shot back with an eye roll.
"He won't mind will you Blaine? You're a good student, you pass everything with fairly good marks" Kurt flapped a hand
Blaine just sat there slightly bemused. He'd never seen Kurt this carefree and Kurt never just assumed things. He usually triple checked and asked him a million times if he was imposing. It was so hard to get him to accept he didn't mind helping.
"Of course I don't mind. I'd be happy to help" he grinned at the slightly embarrassed look on Harry's face.
"Thank you" he smiled shyly.
"I told you Blaine is awesome. He's been great with me and he'll be great with you" Kurt told him breezily.
Harry just gave him this fondly exasperated look and then smiled like a proud parent.
"You haven't changed much since you were seven and telling Lila that she dressed like a middle aged cat lady. I distinctly remember you telling her that if she wanted to be a famous musician she'd need a whole new wardrobe and you'd better be the one getting the call on pain of death" he mused.
Kurt threw a cushion at his head. Harry ducked with surprising reflexes and tossed one back faster than they could react.
"Wow he's like a ninja" Blaine muttered before he could stop himself.
Kurt was just staring at the cushion that had just smashed into his face in disbelief.
The ice was broken completely between them when Harry burst out laughing.
"I'm not a ninja but I am a trained self defence expert" he grinned
"Good to know. I won't be throwing anything at you again" Kurt pouted.
"I'll let you hit me next time sweetie" Harry cooed in a patronising voice of a parent whose child had just complained about their vegetables.
"Just you wait" Kurt mumbled and then he turned to Blaine.
"When is Warbler practice tonight harry wants an audition" he grinned.
Harry arched a brow and Blaine got the feeling this was news to him.
"It's at five like it always is" he grinned anyway.
"Oh good, what will you sing?" Kurt demanded "Blaine what should he sing. They didn't like my choice" he added with a grumpy frown.
Harry threw him a confused look.
"He sang Don't cry for me Argentina for a solo audition and well, we're and a cappella group" Blaine shrugged apologetically.
"Oh...uhm...well I bet it sounded awesome though right?" Harry asked sympathetically.
"I was amazing" Kurt informed him stoutly.
"You always are" Harry grinned and then he pursed his lips in thought.
"Maybe I'll sing Kiss 'n' Tell by Ke$ha? It's kind of got a good beat and...meh it would be easy and I know it all" he shrugged
Kurt gave him an unimpressed look at his rationalising and then muttered 'lazy' before huffing and nodding his agreement.
"As long as it proves you can carry a tune" he sighed.
"Yeah 'zactly, not like you're giving me much time to rehearse is it?" Harry rolled his eyes.
"Well as long as you can sing and you sound good we'll likely let you in. Mostly it's about being able to harmonise with the group anyway" Blaine smiled at him encouragingly.
"Yeah because he gets all the solos" Kurt muttered before springing to his feet.
"Come on guys we have class soon!" he chirped and grabbed each of them by the arms to drag them away.
They shared an amused look behind his back and let themselves be carted off to class.
AN
Hope you liked :D I just wanted to say so I can stop replying to reviews one by one. A lot of you have asked - Yes this is Harry/Kurt Karry as I'm calling it :D They will be in love. Maybe the when Harry met Sally/Kurt ref wasn't good enough or something I do have a wierd sense of humour:D lol
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