Brothers

Chapter 4: Blood

Ron and Hermione had stayed in the living room. Hermione was stretched out on the couch; Ron was on the ground next to her. Her hand was drooped over the edge; his hand was leaning against the side. They spent last night holding hands, Kurt realized, I knew there was something between them. He kneeled next to them, shaking each awake.

"What time is it?" Ron sat up, blinking.

Kurt stood up, "No clue, sorry."

"Why did you wake us up?" Hermione shifted over, perhaps trying to draw attention from the closeness between her and Ron.

Kurt looked to Blaine. He sat on a chair, beginning his story, "I know where Harry is, or at least I think I do. Last night I had this really freaky dream, it was so real… like I was really there."

"A dream," Hermione said, exchanging a look with Ron, "Blaine, Harry used to have visions; Voldemort was influencing his mind. If you dreamt of where Harry is, it's probably a trap."

"But we have to find him, and this is our only lead."

"Blaine, you and Harry are the Chosen Ones; the only two who can defeat Voldemort. He has Harry and he's going to use him to get you."

Blaine stood up, nearly knocking over the chair. "Fine, if you three aren't going to help him, I am. He's… he's the only family I have now. And he is my brother, I have to find him. I'm going now. Come with me if you like, but, don't try to stop me from leaving."

Kurt grabbed his shoulder bag, grasping onto Blaine's arm, mentally preparing himself for side-along apparition. "Come on guys, how else are we going to find Harry?"

Hermione and Ron grudgingly complied; "You do know where you going, right?" Ron asked Blaine.

"I really hope so."

Kurt was about to comment on the sanity of disapperating to somewhere you've never been before, but before he could say anything Blaine pulled them into darkness.

Nothing could be seen; a pained scream was coming from nearby. "Lumos," Hermione's voice was somewhere to the left of Kurt. Light emitted from her wand, revealing Blaine collapsed on the ground, splinched; he was the one who had screamed. Blood was seeping into the leaves on the ground.

Kurt realized several things simultaneously. They were in a forest, creatures walking around in the darkness, making sounds of broken branches and rustling leaves. Also, everyone else seemed fine; he didn't know how he knew this, he didn't take his eyes off Blaine long enough to check on the others.

"What… what do we do?" he asked Hermione, who was kneeling on the ground across from him. Kurt desperately tried to stop the blood that was seeping out of the gash on Blaine's chest.

She dug around in her bag, which had previously been hidden inside her coat. Several things rattled, "Here," she handed Kurt a vial of Essence of Dittany. She then proceeded to get up and start putting protections around them.

Kurt ripped off the torn fabric covering the wound. He gently dripped the Dittany into the gash. Blaine gasped as the liquid touched him, burning his flesh. "I'm sorry," Kurt whispered over and over again, crying, wishing that he was not causing his love so much pain, but knowing it was necessary.

"Please… please, stop," Blaine managed to say.

Tears ran down Kurt's face, "I can't. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." He was glad when he was finally done and the skin had started to repair its self over Blaine's chest.

Hermione had reappeared, next to him; "He lost a lot of blood," she said worriedly. "I'd suggest going back to the Library, but I don't think it's a good idea move him."

Kurt nodded, he looked at the bag, "What else do you have in that thing?"

"Emergency supplies, blankets. I wanted to bring a tent, but couldn't get one on such short notice. We came to Lima almost immediately after Harry found out about Blaine. I'm glad I was able to bring what I have."

Kurt was about to ask her for one of the blankets, but she was already extracting one from the bag. Not an easy task; the blankets were underneath all her books.

Ron, who had been helping Hermione with the protection spells previously, came up behind them, "What can I do?"

"Firewood, we definitely need firewood," Hermione shivered, "I'll come with you." She gently laid her hand on Kurt's shoulder, "You'll be okay?" She handed him the blanket, laying the bag on the ground next to him.

He nodded, spreading the blanket over Blaine, "Yeah, go find firewood… its freezing."

Hermione gave him a half hearted smile, disappearing into the darkness.

Kurt took his boyfriend in his arms, trying to keep the other boy warm; he had lost so much blood, Kurt was worried that Blaine would become ill. Blaine murmured something unintelligible. Kurt wasn't sure what the other wanted, so he looked through the bag Hermione had left with them, after moving some cans of soup (apparently Hermione had stocked up back at the safe house) he found another blanket. He spread it over them, shivering. Blaine seemed to have fallen asleep, Kurt wasn't sure if he should wake him up; he seemed to remember something about keeping someone awake when they've lost blood. No, he decided, it's better for him to rest.

Meanwhile, Hermione and Ron had their wands lit, looking for dry wood. It must have rained recently, because they had only found a few dry twigs. Ron had suggested simply starting a fire with magic; but Hermione had disagreed, explaining that magic-made fire was uncontrollable and dangerous.

"Do you think Blaine really saw Harry?" Ron was asking.

Hermione shrugged, grabbing a stick off the ground and discarding it when she found it was soaked, "Maybe, but I still think it was a trap. We're just lucky we ended up somewhere."

"Kurt's right though, there isn't much else we can go on. Even if Voldemort was controlling Blaine's drea..." Ron stopped in his tracks. "Go," he yelled to Hermione, pushing her back the way they had came as a flash of green light hit a tree next to them.

They ran, darting from side to side to avoid being hit by a curse. They had been sticking to the trails, so it wasn't hard to find their way back. Kurt turned, startled. His sudden movement awoke Blaine, who gasped in pain. "What is it?" Kurt grabbed Hermione's bag, shoving it into his own shoulder bag. He got to his feet, helping groggy Blaine up too. He leaned on Kurt.

"We have to get out of here!" Hermione skidded to a stop, ducking as a flash of green light shot over her head.

"Were do we go?" Ron asked.

"Somewhere we can get help for Blaine," Kurt said quickly, "come with me."

The others held on tight to him, catching sight of a few Death Eaters, he snapped temporarily out of existence.