Ordinary

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Chapter 10

Kurt kept chatting while he put his car in park and eventually noticed Harry had completely frozen.

"Harry? Are you okay? Harry? Harry! HARRY!" Harry jumped.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Harry glanced at the house and then looked at Kurt.

"Is anyone at your house right now?" Kurt looked confused.

"Finn is at football practice, my stepmom works second shift today, but it looks like my dad's car is here. What's going on?"

Harry assessed the situation- empty house with one possible muggle. That will limit exposure. Good.

"Can you call your dad and see if he's home?" Harry asked.

"Of course I can, but Harry, what is wrong? You're scaring me here." Harry didn't want to freak Kurt out, but protecting the boy was his top priority.

"Do you ever get the feeling that something bad is going to happen?" Kurt nodded. "I get that feeling sometimes, and I'm usually right."

Kurt grimaced, "And you are getting that feeling right now?" Harry nodded.

"Okay, I'll call my dad."

Harry listened as Kurt dialed and waited for the other end to pick up.

"Dad? It's me…. Yeah, I just wanted to let you know I'm going to bring a friend home today.. No, not Mercedes, the new kid I mentioned (Kurt mentioned him?)….We are going to work on finding a piece for Glee audition…..Are you home yet?... Yeah, we'll be there in about 30 seconds…. Okay, bye Dad."

Kurt hung up his phone and looked over at Harry, "He says he's home alone."

Harry nodded. Alright, that meant the wizard was probably concealing himself. He would just have to get inside and find an excuse to sweep the house and stun the wizard before Kurt or his dad were harmed.

"Let's go." Kurt followed Harry out of the car towards the house and opened the door. Harry had his wand at the ready, discretely following Kurt. While Kurt headed towards the kitchen Harry asked to use the restroom.

"Oh, my dad and Carole are renovating the one downstairs, so you'll have to go upstairs. Second door on the left."

Harry crept up the stairs. He could feel the other wizard was upstairs. The door at the end of the hallway. Wand at the ready, he slowly opened the door.

Harry couldn't anyone in the dimly lit bedroom. As he walked further into the room he froze when a wand pushed into the back of his neck.

A low voice from behind him spoke, "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?"

HIS house? What was going on? The man was clearly an American, but that meant nothing, Voldemort had supporters all over the globe.

"I am not going to ask you again, who are you and what are you doing in my house?"

Harry knew he had to say something before the man hexed him. "Uh, I'm Harry. I'm here with Kurt."

Harry winced when the man's wand dug even harder into his neck. "What are you doing with my son?"

His son? Is this man Kurt's father? This didn't make sense. Kurt was not magical.

"I go to McKinley, he's helping me audition for the Glee club."

Harry felt the wand slide around his neck as the man maneuvered so he faced Harry.

"You're the new kid Kurt hasn't stopped talking about?"

Harry couldn't help his blush. "Yes, sir." Okay, so this man was Kurt's father, how is he a wizard?

Harry raised his own wand at Kurt's father. "Who are you? Kurt isn't a wizard. I don't care if you push your wand at me, I want answers!" Harry's anger made his magic cackle again like it had with the bullies. Kurt's dad clearly noticed and lowered his wand.

"Okay, steady kid. I'm not going to hurt you. You have to understand, there aren't many wizards in these parts and you gave me quite a start when I felt you pull up." Harry calmed down and a little and nodded. He was still unsure about what was going on and pushed back his messy hair in frustration.

Kurt's dad's eyes went huge when he saw the lightening bolt scar. "Jesus. My son finds a wizard and it turns out to be Harry freaking Potter! Why is Harry Potter in my house?" Harry felt himself deflate. Clearly this man wasn't a threat, but so much for no one finding him.

Harry just shrugged, "War's over, I wanted a fresh start."

Burt looked confused. "War? What war?"

"Er, the war against Lord Voldemort? Finally defeated last June?" Was this guy for real?

Mr. Hummel was startled. "You got rid of him as a baby! Last June?" The older man rubbed his eyes. "I guess this is my own fault."

"Your fault?"

Mr. Hummel sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Kurt's mother was a muggle. She knew what I was and was okay with that. When Kurt was born, it was painfully obvious he had no magical powers. We knew what would happen if we tried to bring him up as a squib, so we agreed to hide my magic and raise him muggle. Kurt was seven when his mother died and at that moment I cut myself off from the magical." Harry stared flabbergasted.

"Elizabeth had cancer- I could have gotten her help to save her, but she didn't want me to use magic. So I had to respect her wishes and let her waste away. I've haven't even touched my wand in three years."

Harry looked down at his feet and spoke quietly. "Voldemort was resurrected when I was 14, I was the 'Chosen One' to destroy him. I finally succeeded in June. Two of my friends and I couldn't take staying in England with the constant reminders of the pain so we came to Ohio. My friend Hermione is Will Scheuster's cousin, so we moved to Lima."

Mr. Hummel crossed the room back to Harry and put a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Hey kid, I don't blame you for wanting to escape. Does anyone know you're here?"

Harry looked straight into Mr. Hummel's eyes, "No. No one knows where we are. They cannot know where we are or no one is safe. Please, you cannot give us away." Harry was surprised when Mr. Hummel chuckled.

"Who would I tell? You're the first wizard I've seen in seven years. Don't worry kid, if you mess with my son, I'll hex your ass before you know what hit you." Harry didn't know if he should laugh or run scared when both men froze.

"Harry? Harry are you okay?" Kurt's voice called from the hallway. Both wizards quickly stowed their wands when Mr. Hummel called Kurt into the bedroom.

Kurt entered the room looking wary at his friend and his dad left alone together.

"Dad! So, I guess you've met my new friend Harry? Harry this is my dad, Burt Hummel."

Mr. Hummel threw his arm over Kurt's shoulders, "Yep, just getting myself acquainted with Harry Potter over here." Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Well if you're done trying to scare him ("Try?" Harry murmured.), we have to work on Glee. It's like Harry's from another planet from his total lack of music knowledge." Harry smiled weakly when Mr. Hummel snorted.

Harry looked back at Mr. Hummel as Kurt tried to lead him out of the room. He knew they still had a lot to discuss. How much does Kurt know? Could Kurt figure it out? Are there any other wizards around? Mr. Hummel seemed to sense Harry's hesitance and spoke out.

"You two have fun, Harry, we'll have another chat again soon, okay?"

Harry nodded and let himself be guided out by Kurt.

Author's Note: Yep, Burt's a wizard. But what does that really mean for Kurt? He does seem to really love Wicked….