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Christmas was upon them. Blaine had owled his Mum to get some presents for Kurt as well. Kurt had informed Blaine that he would meet him at King's Cross as the Headmaster wanted to talk to him regarding some teaching plans. Blaine hugged Kurt as he adjusted his scarf and winked as he turned around to walk away. As he started walking towards the carriages, he had a love-struck look, which was immediately noticed by Santana. She waited till they all got into the carriage and then into their compartment. She immediately locked the door so the other two girls couldn't get in; she knew they would understand. She turned on Blaine, who looked shocked, as she shrieked, "What is wrong with you? Crushing on a teacher? Yeah, he is easy on the eyes if you like really fair boys who look like elves, and I know he's a good friend of yours. But you can't do this to yourself."

She looked on as Blaine seemed to come to terms with a decision in his head. He then said, "You remember a few years back, when we didn't talk to each other because Harry and Ron told you about me having dreams about someone?" She nodded and stated, "Yes, but didn't you stop getting those dreams?" He confessed, "I said that so you would stop badgering me about it. And that boy I dreamt about?" He sucked in a breath as he said, "That boy is Kurt." Santana went blank for two minutes, trying to match the name in her memory, then shouted, "Wait! Kurt, as in Kurt Hummel? As in Kurt Hummel, our Charms teacher?" Blaine covered his ears as he knew pretty much what she would be ranting about.

Two minutes later, he looked up to see her mouth had finally stopped moving. He uncovered his ears and then she almost whispered, "Does he know about it?" Blaine just shook his head, as she continued, "Well, Blainey-boy, you'll have to tell him. Especially now that you are close friends, if you still get dreams, it'll be even worse." Blaine said, "Well, I've decided during the Christmas vacation, I'll corner him somewhere my Mum won't find us and tell him everything." She gave him a look and asked, "He's coming to your place?" Sally and Brittany jerked back in reflex as the compartment door suddenly opened and Blaine ran out of it into the next compartment as Santana screamed at his back. Brittany gave her a questioning look and Sally continued pestering Santana with questions, but she kept mum. It wasn't her secret to reveal.

As the train stopped at King's Cross, Blaine got down and searched for his parents. He looked around, only to find a familiar back talking to someone. He decided to go spook Kurt, however he stood still when he saw who Kurt was talking to.

"Blaine!"

He still couldn't speak as his Mum hugged him and Cooper continued talking to Kurt. He didn't even think this would happen. Just then, Kurt looked behind and gave him a warm smile. He beckoned him with his hand as he continued listening to Cooper. Blaine decided to roll with the punches, and walked to Kurt, feeling on top of the world as Kurt slotted his fingers into his.

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It had been about five days since they had arrived at the Anderson home. Kurt had gelled in with all of his relatives spectacularly. He knew that they wouldn't do it, but he was still happy that none of them joked about Kurt's complexion. He sat down with the men to discuss cars and the rising price of diesel. He could cook as well as charm all the ladies. His Mum and Dad were especially taken by him. Blaine was slightly worried that Kurt might fall for Cooper like most of the boys he knew did, but Kurt seemed to smile at him more than at Cooper, so he took it as a win.

It was the day before Christmas, and all of them sat in front of the fireplace, singing Christmas Carols. He then decided that he would have to tell Kurt about the whole debacle that night. His gift would depend on what Kurt's response to him was. He had actually created the thing and the message on it would differ in regards to what he wanted Kurt to know about him. He tapped Kurt on the shoulder and gestured to the back yard. Kurt smiled and nodded. He got out both their jackets and wore his, helping Kurt put his on as well.

They started walking as Blaine tried to find the words to say. Kurt stopped walking and stood in front of Blaine as he said, "You aren't usually this jittery. That, and there must be a reason you called me to walk in this bitter cold instead of in front of the fireplace with cocoa." Blaine decided to just blurt it out.

"Okay, so Kurt, back in my third year when I was about thirteen, I started getting some weird dreams." At Kurt's disgusted look, he rushed, "No, not that. Why would I tell you about that? Anyway, so it started with this dream. It was in a public high school. A boy smashed his locker door close and when another boy came in and lashed out, he forcibly kissed him, punched a locker again and left. I couldn't hear anything going on, but I knew what had happened." Kurt's face had gone whiter than usual as Blaine said, "I've been having these dreams on and off since then. They mostly surround real-time events of a single person. It's you, Kurt."

Kurt looked flabbergasted as he said. "This is all one big joke, right? I told you about that incident, and now you're trying to joke about it. Really cool, Blaine!" He turned around and started walking as Blaine ran behind him. He shouted, "Wait! I remember one thing that you would definitely not have told me." Kurt waited patiently as Blaine hummed the part of the Mozart piece he had seen Kurt playing. He then told him, "You never actually told me you play the piano, so how would I know that you played it, unless..." As he gave Kurt a sweet look, Kurt appeared as if he was about to fall, as he said, "I have to go from here…I have to go…I have to…" He ran in, and Blaine just stood there, snowflakes falling on his head as he heard Kurt hurriedly packing and apparating from his house.