Kurt slammed his books down on the Gryffindor table, fuming to himself. Blaine looked up in surprise. While Kurt could be sassy and brutally honest, he rarely showed his anger and when he did, he certainly never took it out on books.

"What's wrong?" Blaine asked. Kurt began piling food on his plate, muttering obscenities under his breath.

"Potions," Kurt spat out and jabbed his fork into the food on his plate.

"What about Potions?" Blaine asked. "You're great at it."

"Not when there's Slytherins deliberately sabotaging my assignment," Kurt muttered darkly and glowered in the direction of the Slytherin table. Blaine couldn't help but notice his glare was focused on one Slytherin in particular—Sebastian.

"What did he do?" he asked in a tight voice, hands tightening into fists.

"Accidentally knocked a pile of newt spleens into the potion I was working on. It ruined it to the point where it was unfixable. And it was the end of the period, so I couldn't start over. I got a zero," Kurt explained. "And of course he didn't get caught."

"I'm sorry," Blaine said, giving Kurt a small one-armed hug. "I'm sure it would have been perfect otherwise."

"Naturally," Kurt replied with a smirk. His smirk faded fast as Sebastian caught his eye and smirked cockily. Kurt growled in disgust as Sebastian winked in his and Blaine's direction. Blaine caught the action and his fists clenched even tighter.

Dinner was a tense affair. Kurt, although he tried not to show it, was still angry and disappointed by the Potions fiasco. It had been a potion that everyone knew would be on the O.W.L.s and Kurt wanted to prove that he could get an 'O' in the subject. It was also the first zero he had ever gotten in the practical part of Potions. Blaine spent his dinner trying to reassure his boyfriend that getting a zero wasn't the worst thing in the world. He had gotten a few zeros in the past and there had been no negative, long-term effects.

Sebastian hadn't made things any better. He had obviously bragged about ruining Kurt's potion to his fellow Slytherins, who laughed and spent the rest of dinner making snide comments that Kurt and Blaine could overhear from their places.

"Just ignore them," Blaine whispered for the tenth time as a scowl crossed Kurt's face after a particularly nasty comment. "Don't do anything with the teachers present."

Kurt shook his head.

"I can't deal with this right now," he admitted and stood up. "I've got homework to catch up on. I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow," Blaine replied dully.

Despite Kurt leaving, the Slytherins didn't stop. Instead, they only became worse. Blaine gritted his teeth and sent a glare in Sebastian's direction. The Slytherin Prefect was doing nothing. In fact, he was only encouraging them.

Blaine stood up angrily after overhearing a particularly nasty comment. He was prepared to go over to the Slytherin table and give Sebastian a piece of his mind but it was just his luck that dinner ended right then. In their rush to get out of the Great Hall, Blaine was pushed by the crowd out into the hallway, where the crowd began to disperse.

"Did you want something, killer?" Blaine stiffened at the overconfident voice. "I couldn't help but see you looking over at us all throughout dinner."

Blaine turned and glared at the taller Prefect.

"Leave my boyfriend alone," he hissed. "What was the point of this afternoon?"

Sebastian shrugged his broad shoulders.

"I was bored and his potion was the closest," he said. "It was nothing personal."

Blaine's eyes narrowed.

"Watch yourself, Smythe," he warned. "I won't stand for anyone hurting Kurt, in any shape or form."

Sebastian gave a heavy sigh.

"You're always so hostile," he told Blaine. "Why?"

He stepped closer to the Gryffindor, who took a step back in turn.

"You're a git," Blaine snapped out. "That's why."

Sebastian raised an eyebrow.

"Is it?" he asked. "Is that really the reason? Because I think it's for a different reason entirely."

"And what's that?" Blaine asked derisively. Sebastian smirked and took another step closer. Blaine stepped backward again.

"You want me," Sebastian whispered. "You just don't want to admit it to yourself because you don't want to believe that you can want anyone besides your precious Ravenclaw."

Blaine gave a humorless laugh.

"You're off your rocker," he informed the Slytherin. "There's no way I would want you."

Blaine looked around for a second and noticed that the hallway was empty. Great, just what he needed—being alone with a horny Sebastian.

Sebastian took the opportunity to take a few steps closer to Blaine without him noticing. Blaine turned his attention back on the Slytherin and immediately took another step backward upon seeing how close to other boy was. He grimaced as his back brushed against the stone wall. He had nowhere to run now.

"Are you sure about that?" Sebastian asked. "Are you really sure? I am hard to resist, after all."

Blaine swallowed nervously. He didn't miss how Sebastian's gaze focused on his throat at that action.

"Positive," he said breathlessly as Sebastian took another step closer.

Sebastian smirked at the lack of authority in Blaine's voice.

"I don't believe you," he said, before leaning in and pressing his lips against the Gryffindor's in a bruising kiss.

Blaine let out a silent gasp as Sebastian's lips descended on his. This wasn't the way he expected this confrontation to turn out.

"Stop it," he muttered against Sebastian, wishing that the boy's lips didn't taste as good as they did. "Kurt—"

"Is not going to find out," Sebastian finished for the Gryffindor as he pulled away. "Now tell me that you aren't attracted to me. Honestly tell me."

Blaine looked away, unable to do so. It had been his dirty little secret for the past few years. Sebastian had been his first crush until he found out how big of a git the boy could be. And before he had really gotten to know Kurt.

Sebastian smirked as Blaine refused to answer. So he had been right.

"Follow me," he said. "Let's go somewhere more private"

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As Sebastian left the room, Blaine sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. His head dropped into his hands as the Gryffindor thought about what had just happened.

He was a horrible person.

This would kill Kurt.

"Kurt isn't going to find out," he remembered Sebastian saying. Was that true? Would Kurt really not find out, unless Blaine or Sebastian told him? Could Blaine handle that? He already knew that it would be harder to resist Sebastian, now that he knew what it could be like. Sebastian filled a part of him—a part that Kurt couldn't fill, no matter how hard he tried.

Blaine let out a groan as he began to pull his robes on. Things were getting too complicated.