Is it just me that doesn't have their Pottermore email yet? Because I'm starting to feel like an outcast :'(
GLEE STARTS AGAIN SOON! But I live in the UK, so who knows when it airs over here :/ Who else is British?
Klaine fluff and sweetness. I'd book a dentist appointment after this, trust me, you'll never it from all the sweetness.
Disclaimer: I am now Ryan Murphy. I own Glee. Let me just have this moment? No, okay. I don't own Glee...


"This meeting is now in session!" Wes banged his gavel, getting everyone's attention, "Now as you know, Halloween is coming up, and as tradition says, we'll be going on a ghost hunt!"

Kurt raised a hand from where he was sitting- with Blaine's arms around him, of course- and caught the council's attention.

"Warbler Kurt. Do you have something to say?"

"Yes Wesley, I do", he said, earning a scowl from his friend, "A ghost hunt? Really? You do know that they aren't real, right?"

Several gasps echoed around the room. Kurt raised a well practised eyebrow.

"Warbler Kurt, I assure you. Ghosts are real. And you are coming on the ghost hunt. Relax! You can bring your puppy of a boyfriend", Wes smirked, knowing that if Blaine was there, so was Kurt.

Kurt sighed, "Fine. But if I disappear, it's not because I've been kidnapped by a ghost, I've gone to bed. Like a normal teenage boy".

"Good. Well then boys. We shall meet here on Halloween night at 7.30pm sharp. Until then, sleep tight", Wes banged his gavel once more, signalling the end of the meeting.

As the rest of the Warblers began to leave, Kurt turned to his boyfriend, an idea forming in his head.

"Oh no, I know that smile. What are you up to?" Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt's waist, planting a kiss on his cheek, just because he could.

"What would you say to a good natured prank?" Kurt grinned.

"On who?" It was Blaine's turn to raise an eyebrow.

"On the Warblers, of course! If it's ghosts they want, it's ghost's they'll get", Kurt dragged his boyfriend out of the room, already planning his elaborate prank.

"Kurt, are you sure about this? We don't want to give them a heart attack..." Blaine bit his lip, looking up at the taller boy.

"Blaine, relax. It'll be fun! I promise I won't scar them for life, or anything like that..." Kurt grinned, slipping his hand into Blaine's, "Now, all we have to do is stick this stupid ghost hunt our for an hour. Then, I'll 'disappear'. You, being the dapper young gentleman you are, will start to worry and go looking for me. Then you'll disappear, then we scare the hell out of the Warblers. Clear?"

"Crystal..." Blaine muttered.

"It'll be fun, I promise", Kurt leaned down to peck Blaine on the lips, "I have to go, I'll see you in the choir room at 7.30..."

Blaine watched as Kurt walked -no, strutted- down the hall.

That boy is gonna be the death of me, he internally groaned.


7.30pm rolled around too quickly for Blaine's liking, and he found himself sat in the choir room with the rest of the Warblers, leaning against Kurt's shoulder.

"Okay boys! You know the drill, split off into groups of two or three, and go hunting for ghosts! Use cameras, voice recording, anything you can. We might just prove some legends are real this year", Wes spoke, as the boys began to split off into groups and dissapate through the doors.

"You ready?" Kurt whispered.

"As I'll ever be", Blaine smiled, standing up and taking Kurt's hand.

"Then let's go", Kurt smirked, leading his boyfriend out of the room.


"You know, it's been half an hour and we've not ran into any ghosts so far", Kurt laughed, how could his friends be so immature?

"Not yet, but I hear that there's a legend saying that the founder of this place still haunts these very hallways..." Blaine replied.

"Oooh! Half an hour's up! Okay, just go and find Wes and David, and say that I went to use the bathroom, and now you can't find me. I'll be hiding in the Common Room, just take them in there. I'll take care of the rest", Kurt said quickly as he began to head towards the Common Room.

"What have I gotten myself into?" Blaine said as he ran his hand through his hair.


"David, can you take this camera and start taking pic-"

Wes was cut off by Blaine's screaming.

"WES! DAVID! ANYONE!" The curly haired boy was screaming at the top of his lungs. Running through the hallway to his friends, looking frantic as ever.

"Blaine? What's wrong?" David looked down at his friend, concern written all over his face.

"It's Kurt! I can't find him! He went to the bathroom and said he'd only be a minute. The five minutes past, then ten. I went looking for him but I can't find him anywhere!"

"Okay calm down, we'll find him", Wes put a comforting hand on the shorter boy's shoulder, "Is there anywhere you haven't looked?"

"Um, the Common Room? I don't think he'll be in there though..." Wow I'm a good actor.

"Well, we'll check anyway, come on, he can't be far", David said as he started to walk in the direction of the Common Room.

"Thanks guys, I guess I'm just a little freaked out by this whole ghost hunt thing, and now Kurt's gone..." Blaine's voice cracked, his bottom lip wobbling. Wow, I'm a really good actor.

"Hey, hey it's ok man. He wouldn't of left Dalton, so he can't be far. Anyway, like he said. Ghosts wouldn't kidnap him. Have you checked his room?" David asked.

"Yeah I checked there too", Blaine answered miserably.

The three boys were silent as they approached the huge wooden double doors of the Common Room. David was the first to enter, shining a torch into the room, calling the countertenor's name. Sensing no sign of the other boy, he beckoned for his friends to enter the room with him.

"Kurt? Are you in here?" Wes asked, moving his torch around the room.

BANG!

"What was that!" David squeaked.

BANG!

"David, hold me!" Wes cried, clutching his best friend.

The sound of a chair moving was followed by a low, deep growl.

That didn't sound like Kurt...

Oh stop it, you know what he can do with his voice!

But what if we've upset some upper force. What if it wants revenge?

Oh, get a hold of yourself! There is no such things as ghosts!

"Wes..." A disturbing loud whisper echoed around the room.

"David..."

The two boys were shaking with fear by now.

"Blaine..."

It took all of Blaine's effort to not crack a smile.

"GET OUT!" The voice was louder this time, still a whisper, but enough to send Wes and David running.

Blaine laughed to himself as he watched his two friends bolt out the door. Shaking his head, he flipped the light switch on. Revealing a giggling Kurt.

"Oh my god! That was amazing! Did you see how fast they ran?" he doubled over laughing, clutching at his sides.

"See them? I felt the air move when they past me! You were right, it was fun. Oh by the way, that growl was very convincing..." Blaine looked over at his boyfriend, noticing that he had stopped laughing and was now looking looking at Blaine with a confused look on his face.

"That wasn't me..."


Ooh cliffhanger! Ah well, it's a one-shot. Use your imagination ;)
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