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Questions at the end, so be sure to check them out.

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Rating: M

Warnings: M/M, Language, Multiple Partners, Violence. AU!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of the characters.

Of Magic and Dragon Scales

My Best Friend Is A What? (Part 2)

Okay, so maybe he shouldn't have landed on the table where three dragons were sitting with their Sorcerer. Pavarotti had to admit it hadn't been his smartest idea but did they have to chase him? Since when did all three of them learn how to cast spells silently anyways?

He chirped in panic as he once again managed to dodge a pocket of air formed from magic that had been aimed to suck him in. He felt his wings aching from the amount of flapping he was doing which made him wish for the hundredth time he had found Kurt sooner. Pavarotti could only shift into one form without the Sorcerer around and though it had its perks it also had it's disadvantages. Right now the fact that his wings were sore and weak from his narrow escapes was one of them.

"Damn it!" Jeff barked as he jumped from the gym building to soar through the air, landing on the main school building next to Blaine. "Whoever it is they're a fast little-"

"I think I know who it is." Nick said after landing on Blaine's other side. "I'm surprised they hadn't let him come sooner, he must have been ordered to stay home."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Jeff said, holding up his hands as an image of a pesky blond popped into his head. "You can't be saying that's Pav."

"It makes sense." Blaine mumbled as they all watched the little bird fly off. "Which is why we let him get away." he said, turning towards Nick. "They know then."

"Apparently." Nick said quietly, looking at Jeff when the blond grumbled something under his breath.

"Geeze, I freaking hate familiars!" Jeff yelled out to the fleeting yellow blur, wishing the other two would let him fry the little bird like the chicken he was.

"We should get back to Kurt." Blaine said, turning around and walking to the other side of the building. Making sure no one was looking he quickly jumped, easily landing on his feet when he landed as the other two did the same.

"He'll want to know what we were up to." Jeff said casually, lifting his arms and folding them behind his head as they walked around the building.

"Perhaps we should tell him." Nick spoke up, retying his tie that he had taken off during their earlier chase.

"No." Blaine said with a shake of his head. "He already has too much to deal with at the moment." he whispered as they swerved around the other teens as they entered the front of the school.

"Yes, but if he finds out we are keeping something from him again…." Nick trailed off after giving Blaine a pointed look. He nodded towards Jeff before walking off, quickening his pace when the warning bell rang.

"I hate to say it, I really do, but he's right Blaine." Jeff admitted, grinning at a few girls who were staring at him from across the hall.

"Maybe." Blaine said with a sigh, reaching out to squeeze Jeff's arm before walking away. As much as he would liked to of kissed both the blond and Nick before they had left he knew he couldn't, not in front of the school's population of humans. It made him miss Dalton that much more where simple things such as kisses and hugs weren't shunned or looked down upon just because you were the same gender.

When Nick had walked into their history class a few minutes late, Kurt grew even more suspicious. He also couldn't stop the slight annoyance that crept along his thoughts as he stared at the back of the dragons head, wishing he could somehow make the information he wanted to know leak from the other's ears. When that plan fell through he slowly leaned over to tap Nick's shoulder, frowning when he was ignored. Was everyone in a mood today?

Kurt tried once again to ask Nick where he and the other two had disappeared but the dragon had somehow made it across the room, out of the door and down the hallway in the blink of an eye. He swore if he ever had the chance to learn that teleporting ability that Nick and even Jeff seemed to possess, he would jump on the opportunity. Speaking of Jeff, the blond and Blaine ignored him as well for the rest of the day and he found himself chewing the inside of his cheek in agitation each time they walked off or only nodded before passing him in the hall.

Needless to say Kurt was extremely angry and a little hurt at the end of the day. He eventually decided that he could play their game too, so when the bell for his last period rung he quickly made his way out of the school. He didn't even stop at his locker where he usually met up with Mercedes before they went to Glee club, she wasn't bothering to pay attention to him either. That's how he found himself walking home by himself, still fuming about the insensitivity everyone seemed to have that day.

When a familiar Ferrari pulled up along the side walk he was walking on he didn't even stop. He hugged the text books he was still holding against his chest and began to walk faster, not even glancing at the car as it slowly rolled along with him. Where were impatient people who wanted to get down the road when you needed them? Kurt heard the automatic window roll down and someone clearing their throat, which sounded loud and obnoxious so obviously it had to be Jeff.

"Hey sexy." Jeff called out, grinning when the scowl upon the Sorcerers face grew darker. "Wanna take a ride, I have candy?"

"Jeff!" Nick snapped, sighing when Kurt's shoulders only tensed up in return. "Look what you've done now."

"Don't start." Blaine warned the other two once the blond had opened his mouth to argue.

Jeff rolled his eyes and pushed his shades to the top of his head. "Come on, Kurt." he said in a pleading tone. "You're going to scuff up those nice white boots that I know took you at least two months to save up for." he hedged, biting his bottom lip when the other still didn't take the time to glace his way.

"Doesn't feel nice, does it?" Kurt said between clenched teeth, finally stopping and turning to look at Jeff. "Ever since lunch you've all ignored me, what the hell is your problem?" he snapped, watching the blonds face fall slightly.

"I know we've seemed like the biggest dicks today, but please let me drive you home." Jeff said before resting his arm on top of the car door. "We'll tell you what happened when we get there." The sorcerer seemed to think about it for a moment before finally sighing and walking in front of the car to slip into the passenger seat.

Kurt was silent the rest of the ride home with his legs crossed and arms folded over his chest. When the other three tried making conversation he just turned his head in the other direction to stare out of the window. He knew he was being a bit of a bitch but he was still a little hurt that they had just ignored him and his questions. Kurt didn't want to admit that the constant apologies being thrown his way made him feel a little better.

Unfortunately for Kurt his stepmother was home when they arrived. When she had asked why he hadn't went to glee practice that afternoon he made up a quick excuse of being sick to his stomach. The dragons had played along with him before following him up the stairs, Nick taking the time to ask whether or not he really did feel sick. The other two had looked just as worried and Kurt had almost told them that it was true because they had stressed him out. He couldn't once he caught all three of them watching him with concerned eyes.

He now sat upon his bed, legs crossed and hands resting in his lap as he stared down the other three, slightly amused the Jeff couldn't stop fidgeting underneath his now knew exactly which dragon he would have to go to in the future if he needed to find something out. The other three were sitting on the end of their own bed, glancing at one another as if they were mentally arguing about what they would say. A cold chill ran up Kurt's spine at that thought, could the dragons communicate like that?

"Okay, so you know a little about your grandfather now." Blaine finally began, glancing towards Nick as the other shifted closer to his side to rest his head on his shoulder. Jeff did the same and he had to hold back a sigh once he realized he would be the one to actually explain everything.

Kurt nodded, brow furrowing as he watched Nick plant a few kisses against the side of Blaine's neck. He noticed Jeff running his nose across the curly headed dragon's shoulder as well, curious as to why they were showing so much affection at the moment. "He thinks I'm dead." he replied, eyebrow arching when a strangled noise left the back of the blonds throat.

"Not anymore." Blaine said after a beat of silence. "He has returned your familiar."

Kurt stared at the three for a moment as even more confusion began to take root in his brain. "Wait, what?" he asked, tilting his head to the side as the other three shared another nervous glance with each other.

"Your familiar." Blaine repeated slowly, hands slowly clenching into fists where they rested on his lap. "It's a-"

"Boys!" Carole called up the stairs, effectively cutting Blaine off in his explanation. "Since Kurt is feeling sick do you three think you can help me with a few things real fast?"

"Sure thing!" Jeff yelled back happily, jumping from the bed and running out the door.

"It would be our pleasure!" Nick answered before moving as fast as Jeff had only seconds before.

Blaine was aware of the fact that the Sorcerer was staring at only him now, waiting for the explanation he really didn't want to give. "I…she needs help." he said before standing up swiftly. He pretended to not notice the displeased sound that left Kurt as he scuttled out of the door as fast as he could.

Kurt groaned before flopping himself back first onto his bed. It seemed like everyone was against him today when it came to getting information. He thought for a moment, listening to the three dragons and Carole chatter down below. The word familiar sounded well, familiar to him. He could of sworn he had heard it being used in something before. Something tapping against his window caused him to glance over, expecting to see the tree branch scraping across his window from the wind.

He soon realized it wasn't the tree at all when a flash of yellow appeared in the corner of his eye. Sitting up he turned his focus towards the window, smiling when the little bird tapped at the glass with it's feet again. It was kind of like it was trying to get his attention on purpose and as the tapping grew more frequent and louder he stopped ruling it out completely. After all with everything that had happened in the last few days, maybe it was a magical bird that had come to show him the rainbow he would have to slide down to get the leprechaun's gold?

Then with a sharp intake of breath he realized it might be the 'familiar' Blaine had been trying to explain earlier. He stood up, looking the bird even closer and realizing it scarily resembled the one that had landed next his lunch tray earlier that day. As he walked towards the window things began to mesh together in his head. It made so much sense now that the other three had vanished after the little bird had flown off, but why hadn't they just told him?

Reaching out for the lock on the window he paused, licking his bottom lip nervously. Was the seemingly innocent bird really a monster in disguise? Blaine had said that his grandfather had returned his familiar, and the day before everyone had said that he wasn't a bad man. He smiled as the bird continued to hover outside his window, wings flapping rapidly as it's feathery head kept glancing at the lock that Kurt's fingers were just inches away from of unlocking.

"We're almost done, Kurt!" Jeff yelled up the stairs, causing Kurt to jump at least a foot in the air from surprise. Thankful that no one saw his moment of fright he took in a deep breath before answering. "Okay!" he called back, hoping his voice sounded normal before turning back to the window where the bird was still waiting. He watched it flutter for a few more seconds before gaining the courage to unlock and open the window, slightly surprised that the bird flew right on in instead of flying away.

Kurt watched it fly to land on top of his vanity as he closed the window, smiling when it trilled in his direction. "Hi little guy." he said softly as he hesitantly walked up to it, awed that the bird only tilted it's head from side to side as he got closer. Once he was about five feet away Kurt slowly held out his arm, smiling when the bird jumped from the table top and flew to his outstretched hand. He realized the bird practically weighed nothing when it landed in the middle of his palm, mentally scoffing at himself for thinking it was a diabolical creature just moments before. "You don't seem so important." he mumbled, gently running his fingers down the bird's feathered back, smiling once again when the bird seemed to chirp happily in response.

"Hey, Carole wants to know if…." Nick said as he walked into the room, eyes widening once he caught sight Pavarotti sitting in the palm of Kurt's hand.

"Hm?" Kurt asked, blinking in surprise when the little bird suddenly flew from his hand. He watched as it made a beeline for the window, chirping loudly when it realized it had been closed.

"Revertoruim!" Nick shouted, a gush of wind springing forth from his hand as he pushed him arm out in front of him. It wrapped around the little bird, causing it to spin rapidly in the air before slowly morphing into the short blond boy Nick had expected.

"Nick!" Kurt cried out, quickly standing in front of a very necked boy that was currently moaning on the floor and holding his head as another ball of wind formed in Nick's outstretched hand.

"Step away from him, Kurt." Nick said, listening as Pavarotti began to curse underneath his breath.

"Whoa!" Jeff said once he had stepped into the room, Blaine on his heels. "Did he have a lapse of stupidity or something?" Jeff asked, wondering just what on earth possessed the blond to come anywhere near the house where he and the other two dragons were.

Pavarotti stood up, looking up at Kurt's back before quickly jumping to his feet. "Kurt!" he whimpered, wrapping his arms around the teen's thin waist. "Those mean dragons are going to hurt me!" he whimpered, peaking from around the Sorcerer to stick his tongue out at them. He grinned once all three growled at once, causing Kurt to cross his arms over his chest impatiently.

"What is going on?" Kurt asked, trying not to think about the necked boy that was currently wrapped around him.

"Just…move away from him and we'll explain." Nick tried again, growling once again when Kurt shook his head stubbornly.

"He wasn't stupid to come here." Blaine finally spoke up. "He knew exactly what he was doing." he pointed out as he watched Kurt pat Pavarotti's arm gently, trying to give the familiar comfort.

"He who?" Kurt asked, really wanting someone to explain why there was a new person in his room who had just transformed from a bird into a boy who only reached his shoulder in height.

"Pavarotti!" the blond said happily, finally letting go of Kurt's waist to stand back. He giggled as Kurt quickly covered his face to keep from seeing him. "I'm your familiar." he explained happily. "Didn't your dragons tell you who I was when they met you?" he asked innocently, sending a smirk towards the other three in the room when Kurt turned a glare on them.

"No, they didn't." Kurt said in a frustrated tone. "They seem to not tell me a lot of things."

"You were right." Jeff whispered.

"He does know what he's doing." Nick finished in a quiet voice.

Questions

From wild wolf free17 & CanAnyoneHearMe:

Has the locker room scene from the episode 'Never Been Kissed' happened?: No, not yet. ; )

From lotlot:

Did Burt fall in love with Elizabeth thinking she was only 18?: No, Elizabeth eventually had tell him why she had three people following her around. She also had to tell him the truth, especially when Markus and his dragons decided to show up. Also keep in mind that though Sorcerer and Sorceress' stop ageing at 18, it doesn't mean they look it. We all age differently as we grow, some look older or younger than their actual age.

(A/N): Yay! Pavarotti has finally been properly introduced, and yes Mercedes will finally explain herself in the next part.

Looks like the Dragons have some groveling to do again, the poor things.

For those of you following my other stories New Blood is up next on the update list. : )

[This fic is currently being edited meaning that the updates will be slower as I try to fix my mistakes in older chapters. Please have patience and understand that I REALLY need to correct things.]

Thanks so much for reading and all of your awesome reviews!