Harry slipped into the auditorium just as the open notes of the first song began and he grinned.

Watching Sebastian sing and bop around to 'Stand' was entertaining and relieving. He'd been so worried about his little cousin when he'd heard about the whole suicide trouble going on to one of his school peers. It brought up a lot of long thought buried issues Harry never wanted to bring up again. Seeing Sebastian looking relatively well and happy made a little knot in his stomach release and he slipped into a seat and nodded along to the beat.

Harry mused that Sebastian hadn't changed a lot since he'd last seen him a few months ago getting on a plane to try and change his life. Being Draco Malfoy's relative had always made him slightly smarmy and pompous, something the cousins hated to admit they had in common sharing a common ancestor was apparently painful enough. But there he was looking slim and tall, pale and lanky...really give him blonde hair and a thousand dollar outfit and Sebastian would be making Draco and all those dead Black's proud.

Not that Draco accepted the Smythe's in any way as part of his Black family. Narcissa did not appreciate Harry reminding her she had a nephew living in America thanks to her poor handling of a post War situation. But Harry had taken on these long lost Black relations happily as one minimal link to his ramshackle family.

By the time the competition was over and Sebastian's group had come in second Harry was ready to fetch his adopted cousin and interrogate him. He pounced as soon as Sebastian walked from the auditorium doors.

"Sebastian my darling!" he yelled loudly thickening his accent purposefully so he sounded like the snooty Black's worst idea of a cockney geezer.

"Oh Gods no what are you doing here?" Sebastian moaned turning around at the door to some sort of communal shared changing room where all the other singers were now congregating to show off their trophies and mingle.

"Nice, I come aaaaaaaaaaaall this way to see you and that's the sort of welcome I get?" he asked brightly bouncing forwards and clasping his hands behind his back with a coy smile.

"Really what sort of greeting did you expect?" Sebastian half smirked in such a good imitation of Draco's signature sneer Harry blinked.

"Something more along the lines of this" he beamed and then jumped forwards and leapt into Sebastian's arms.

"Oh my Gawd it's so great to see you! I can't believe your here!" he screamed right into his ear.

Sebastian snorted and dropped him back to the floor and pasted on a very fake excited look.

"Oh my Gawd Harry look at you here in America! What the hell are you doing in AMERICA!" he squealed grasping his hands and bouncing like an excited five year old.

Harry rolled his eyes and they both grinned at each other for a moment.

"Seriously though, what are you doing here? Did mom call because she's overreacting" Sebastian asked lowly checking the now empty hallway. Everyone in the mock changing room was still too caught up talking about the competition and comparing trophies to notice them out there.

"Yes your mum called me, of course she called me. We're all worried about you Sebs, I mean it was bad enough to start with but this whole Kassywhatsit guy doing that to himself, yeah we're worried"

"His name was David Harry, and he survived and a lot of people here know him so try not to go blabbing all over about that eh?"

"Pssht why would I do that? I came here to make sure you weren't on the verge of a mental breakdown"

"I'm fine"

"You know maybe Drake is right, you do sound more like your related to me when you say that"

"I'm being serious"

"Uh huh see that's why Drake is so sure you're not legitimately his cousin, Siriusly" Harry smirked

"Ok be ser- you know what no, not going there. I'm fine, stop worrying about me and go home...or like to your hotel or something"

"Are you really ok Seb, because I worry and you know I may joke but I did fly like thousands of miles to check on you"

"Thank you for caring really, it's great to see you but yes. I'm fine. I'm not about to break down sobbing about the memory of my boyfriend slitting his wrists in a fit of depression. I'm not about to go jump off the nearest roof because a kid I met decided that killing himself was a better way of coping with homophobia and dealing with it ok. I'm a lot stronger than you guys give me credit for. Please don't worry about me; you've got enough to worry about without this"

"I love you Seb, you're my family, so if you do have a problem I want to hear about it ok?"

"You'll be the first to know, no matter how far away you are" He grinned holding out his hand for their special shake, learnt in those dark days of War when nobody knew who was who for sure.

"See you later then, I'll be over for tea, you're mum practically savaged me when she realised I has real British tea" Harry laughed pulling Sebastian in for a hug.

"Oh Tea!" he grinned squeezing him slightly before releasing.

"You bet it kiddo" Harry laughed backing up and winking.

"See you tonight then"

"See ya, good show by the way"

"Thanks for coming to watch"

"You kidding it was great, and how could I be here and not?"

"You're definitely one of a kind Harry Potter" Sebastian laughed softly watching him back slightly up the hallway in a protracted goodbye.

"I'm please you see my awesomeness and finally acknowledge it" Harry teased and with one last mock salute disappeared around the corner his laughter floating back to Sebastian who snorted and shook his head.

He turned to go back into the room to be met by two pairs of understanding and slightly more friendly eyes. Kurt and Blaine nodded once to him before turning back to celebrating with their team mates and Sebastian knew they may have just gotten the insight into his life that helped them both forgive him for being such an ass lately.

He honestly hadn't meant to come across so strongly arrogant and rude. But he had the rapier wit and arrogance of his Pureblood ancestors and sometimes it just blurted out without him being able to help it. Especially when he was nervous or felt threatened. At first it had been fun to banter with Kurt and rile him up, but then as it had he'd been told with Draco and Harry back in their school days, it had steamrolled and gotten far off track until neither side knew how to back out gracefully and everyone just ended up being horrid to each other as a matter of form, trying to one up the other. Too bust scoring points and planning the next victory to see how out of control it was getting. Granted his plots tended to get a little OTT, and most of the interactions had been his fault, but really it had been so easy to get caught up in such a childish rivalry after fleeing from all that stress in Britain. It was refreshing and he'd liked the simplicity and ease of it all.

He truly regretted hurting Blaine, for getting so out of hand he'd do something that bad, although perhaps that could be counted as a prank gone wrong, he hadn't actually wanted to do damage with the slushy.

Now he had to take this chance and make a place for himself here in Ohio and America. He had to use this sort of truce and understanding to make friends and settle down.

So he grinned at Blaine and nodded companionably to them both before joining the rest of the Warblers in the group commiserating over their loss and bonding over losing once more to the New Directions.