Wow... long time. This chapter may be a bit eccentric. Basically I started straight after the other... had a laptop issue where i couldn't use where I had stored it and only just got a charger to transfer stuff over. Sorry for the wait and the suckiness that is this chapter. I've also started university so that's taken up a lot of my time... anywho, on with the chapter!


"You... are so amazing..." Kurt whispered his voice full of lust as he then pressed his lips against Blaine's perfect soft lips... Already their lips were wet and shining, matching their eyes. It was slightly animalistic as they gripped each other's clothes, half expecting them to fall away. It was evident that the pumpkin juice had been spiked with alcohol but Blaine wasn't even angry at Noah – because who else would it be? – As all he could think about is how hot his boyfriend looked in those jeans and how much hotter he would look out of them.

The rest of the group had already left them to themselves, Blaine's hair now rustled and his bowtie undone as he pulled Kurt close, "Amazing... how?" he breathed, his lips clumsily heading to his jaw. Kurt was straddled over him, his perfect hair still perfect but his cheeks flushed. Blaine could smell the alcohol between them but at this point, he didn't feel like anything could stop him. His hands untucked Kurt's shirt as he gripped onto the fabric, "Just amazing, Anderson," Kurt finally breathed, his head tilted back so Blaine had access to his neck. Blaine released a chuckle at how Kurt kind of shut him up just with the tone. Kurt was just as desperate as he was so there was nothing that could hold him back now. Nothing and with that, he pulled away and took off his shirt and flung it to the side before his fingers delicately unbuttoned Kurt's shirt. Kurt watched, he seemed frozen in some state of lust and it wasn't long until their lips were crashing together and Kurt was holding himself over Blaine, their naked torsos rubbing together.

It was Kurt who initiated it going further, kissing down Blaine's neck and chest, pausing for his tongue to slowly tease each of Blaine's nipples and then reached his stomach, his hands going up to Blaine's waistband and tugging them down. Blaine bit his lip, an arm going over his eyes as he tried to stop his head from spinning – spinning... "Kurt... stop," he said, sitting up. Kurt, disorientated by the alcohol and taken by surprise, fell back.
"What's wrong?" he asked, the look on his face made Blaine feel so guilty – Kurt thought he had done something wrong.
"It's not you... it's the situation..." he took Kurt's hands in his and squeezed them gently, "We're drunk and... this will be our first time and I want to be sober..." he said and Kurt gave a small smile and he nodded, moving forward to curl up to him, his finger lazily tracing Blaine's skin.
"You're such a good guy..." Kurt said and Blaine could swear he heard a bit of annoyance in his tone because he did want to do it but Blaine was right, it wasn't something they could do drunk, "I hate that sometimes…" he grinned and they both chuckled, falling asleep together.


It was weeks until the full effect of the alcohol wore off; at least that's how it felt. It didn't help that Blaine was finishing off his OWLs that made his hangover headache go on forever due to stress and just… tiredness. He found less and less time for Kurt and it was making him feel worse but Kurt was being his usual understanding self. Whenever Blaine sat next to him and spouted a hundred excuses about why he couldn't hang out with him, Kurt merely raised one of his perfect eyebrows and gave one of his perfect smiles and leaned forward, kissing his lips softly and shutting him up in the process,
"Blaine… relax, okay?" he said. He knew he was being the ultimate hypocrite right now but everyone was a hypocrite at some point, "You don't need to try so hard to be perfect. Your exams are more important right now, and you do spend a lot of time with me during lunch so… it's okay…" then he would gently caress his cheek with his thumb and gaze into Blaine's eyes until Blaine gave that goofy smile and conceded the obvious defeat that Kurt knew better.

Blaine did worry a lot, it was hard to focus when he kept seeing and feeling Kurt close to him. Sometimes when he was in class he would zone out and imagine what their first time going all the way would be like. It was a romantic image where he would just feel completed with Kurt and though it would be wonderful for that, he was starting to see that that part of a relationship wasn't as important as teenagers seem to make it. He wouldn't say his relationship with Kurt meant less because they hadn't gone passed oral because the emotional connection was far more important to them, at least for now. They had both been hurt and insecure and at the moment they needed the trust more than complete intimacy. And it wasn't like they weren't physically attracted to each other, there were many nights where Blaine would think of Kurt in provocative positions and Kurt about Blaine, they were teenagers after all.

With the end of the year approaching, Blaine felt that it was important for them to sit down and discuss it. They had a couple of months until they saw each other then after next year – if they lasted that long – Kurt would be leaving Hogwarts. It was scary and perhaps a bit stupid to be thinking about after Kurt graduated now but Blaine was concerned enough at the thought of a summer without Kurt (and though Kurt wouldn't admit it, he was concerned about not seeing Blaine too.) So, at the last Hogsmeade trip of the year, Blaine led Kurt to a booth at the Three Broomsticks and made sure they wouldn't be disturbed.

Kurt fidgeted slightly, part of him knew this was nothing serious but he had spoken to Rachel and it was Rachel who made Kurt start to wonder if Blaine was going to break up with him. He had started imagining the scenario and now he was just urging Blaine mentally with his mind to hurry up and just come out with what he wanted to say. Was it just him, or was Blaine taking a really long time to bring the Butterbeer to their table? God Kurt, pull yourself together. You have no reason to think that…

"You okay, kurt?" Blaine asked, taking his seat opposite after setting the drinks down. Kurt looked up, rosy cheeked with a slightly dumb expression,
"Er… yeah… so… what did you want to talk about?" he asked, glancing at the Butterbeer as he debated whether he had the stomach for it. Blaine watched him, noticing that Kurt wasn't touching his drink and he swallowed gently,
"Just about this summer…" he reached over and took his hand, "Kurt… sweetie, relax…" Kurt couldn't help but give a small smile as their hands met and he sighed,
"What about summer?..." he asked gently and Blaine gave a small smile,
"Are we going to… meet up?" he asked, gently, "Like… you can come round mine… my parents are cool with it…" Kurt looked to him, amazed at how wrong he had been to assume the worst and he smiled gently,
"Of course… and you can come round me… were you really so worried about it?" he asked, a small fond smile as he saw how Blaine blushed and awkwardly nodded, "Aww, Blaine," he said and kissed his knuckles gently, "Aren't you cute…?" Blaine's face lit up,
"Mhmm…" he said, cheekily smiling and Kurt laughed, kissing his lips softly.

During the rest of the time at the Three Broomsticks, Blaine and Kurt started planning on what to do during the summer. They lived at separate ends of the country and decided to spend two weeks at each others houses before meeting at Diagon Alley and then at Platform 9 ¾. Towards the end of it, both boys had written to their parents about their plans and left in high spirits arm in arm as they talked excitedly about the summer ahead. This time Blaine looked onto the summer with excitement rather than as if it was an impending doom because for most of the holiday, he was going to have Kurt by his side for the most of it – what more could he ask for?