I am so sorry I did not update last week! More details after the chapter!
Still unedited. I should probably ask people who aren't so rare in replying to emails.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Glee or any of its characters.
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Kurt panted into the kiss, smiling as Harry tried to slip the tongue, but ended up licking his face. When he saw such awkward scenes on YouTube, he felt secondhand embarrassment, but with Harry, it was just adorable. Harry just got excited at times, and it was better as he contained it back. Just then, he got a message from the girls, telling him to come to the school to use the printer for the "Born This Way" assignment. He tried to decide between making out with his boyfriend and going to school. He looked at Harry, who was breathing heavily and thought, Ten more minutes. He then flipped Harry over and took charge.
Thirty minutes later, he was kissing Harry bye and running to his Jeep. If he got into school with mussed hair, again, Santana would never let him live it down. He drove fast and reached the school in no time. He checked himself in the mirror, only to find three hickies. He didn't even realize they were there this time. He styled his hair, letting go of the hickey, and walked into the choir room, where Miss Pillsbury had kept the printer.
On cue, Santana wolf-whistled and all the other girls started clapping as they saw Kurt's state. Kurt just frowned and asked, "Can we get this over with?"
He got out the shirt that had been ordered for him, and thought about what to print on the shirt. He didn't want to write high voice, because as much as it brought attention to himself, he loved that he was a countertenor. He thought, maybe his pear hips, but Harry seemed to love it. Harry spurred a thought in his head, and he realized what to write on the shirt. It wasn't something he was ashamed of, but he had been bullied till about a month back because of it.
He knew he made the right decision three days later, when he invited Harry to come see their performance. Harry had not only gaped at his hair and the skinny jeans with the shirt that somehow made him look older, but had dragged him into the changing room. Mr. Schuester was shocked, and Miss Pillsbury was scandalized when they came out, blissed out looks on both of their faces.
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Harry was writing on his laptop. He was almost done, and was waiting for the perfect ending. He hadn't planned it out yet, but he was sure he would realize if he was dragging it along too much. He had ordered a pizza from the place around the corner. He usually ordered from another place, but they had closed down, and he was in the mood for lots of meat on his pizza.
The bell rang, and he got up, summoning his purse as he opened the door. He got a pizza box on his face, and muttered, "Careful man, you might hurt me, yourself, or worse, the pizza."
He then heard a laugh which was a bit familiar, and he looked at the delivery boy, to see it was Sam, one of Kurt's friends. He curiously asked, "Job for pocket money?"
The boy grumpily answered, "More like put food on the table." He immediately looked surprised, as if he didn't mean to say that. Harry realized that maybe the boy needed to talk to someone, and invited him in.
Sam said, "No, my boss might just fire me, and I like the tips."
Harry said, "Tell the man I had to go to the ATM to get out money. Now sit down and tell me what happened. I won't judge you, I promise."
About thirty minutes later, Harry was handing Sam a soda and Sam was rubbing the tears out of his eyes. "…and my parents go out job hunting every day. I didn't know how hard it was to pacify two kids till this happened. It's not even their fault, but the dumb economy. I can't tell anyone in the Glee Club because they won't understand, or worse, they'll pity me."
Harry knew that Sam was afraid of being judged, and so didn't react much to that statement. He said, "You know Kurt would have helped you, right? And so can I. Get your stuff and move in here. There's enough place for all of you here."
Sam looked grateful. "Thanks, but don't do that. Especially since that might give false hope to Stevie and Stacey."
Harry pondered for a moment, then said, "What about you bring them over here in the evening? I can entertain them since I have no job, and obviously I'm not going to ask for money to babysit them."
He could see Sam was in half a mind to say no, so he continued, "Seriously. I only write and wait for Kurt to come here or I go to have coffee with him. I took care of my godson, Teddy. Pretty sure I can take care of your siblings."
Sam immediately hugged Harry. Harry wasn't that affectionate, but he knew Sam needed it and hugged him back. He then said, "Money for the pizza."
Sam counted the money, and there was 500 dollars more. He said, "I can't take this from you, Harry. I don't…"
Harry interrupted, "Please, take it. I won't be able to sleep at night peacefully if I didn't do something to help."
Sam looked ready to hug him again, but Harry couldn't. So he made a big thing of looking at his watch, and asked, "I hate to say this, but shouldn't you go back to your boss now?"
Sam jumped up and left, not without saying, "I won't forget this, Harry Potter. I really won't."
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Even though Harry didn't want anyone to know about the money he gave Sam, about two days later, the whole Glee Club came to his house and started singing. He asked, "It's not Christmas? Why are you caroling with pop songs?"
Kurt jumped out of the group and gave him a sweet kiss. He then said, "Sam told us about his family problems yesterday and how you gave money for them to get back on their feet a little. We couldn't do much, so we decided a sing-along was in order."
Of course, even though Harry protested, he ended up singing the songs along with New Directions. They all hung out for dinner where the guys looked over his spacious house, while the girls discussed dresses for Prom. Harry was suspicious and asked Kurt, "You could have just told me it was Prom and I would have asked you, you know that right?"
Kurt looked a bit dejected. "Dad told me that I might probably want to blend in than stand out."
Harry was mad at Kurt's Dad, but he understood his reasons. He immediately said, "Well, you and I know about one thing your Dad doesn't."
He then clicked his fingers for some sparks and Kurt's eyes lightened up. Artie smiled at them from across the room.
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Kurt cheered as Harry managed to lift him up. He asked, "Where did you learn all this dancing?"
Harry laughed, "We had a ball in our school when I was fourteen. I had to open the ball, and so my dancing skills had to be spectacular. After that, well, I attended Bill's wedding. Bill is Ron's…"
"…eldest brother, I remember." Kurt completed for him and smiled widely as he did so.
They continued dancing as the Glee girls got on stage and started singing. Just then, he happened to catch random voices saying,
No one will expect it.
Everyone's gonna laugh.
He deserves it, he thinks he can just come in here and dance with a boy?
Harry excused himself to go to the washrooms, and listened keenly. The boys who were making the plan were not so subtle, and it was slightly obvious, as Harry heard on, that they were talking about Kurt. They were going to give write-in votes, proclaiming him as the Prom Queen.
According to Harry, getting the Prom Queen would have been cute, but he knew Kurt and how he hated to be addressed like a girl. He immediately walked to the voting booth, and changed the name to be Santana. As snarky as she was, she supported the two of them together. He then went back to Kurt and continued dancing as if nothing went wrong.
Fifteen minutes later, all the involved boys were shocked as Santana was announced as the Prom Queen. He tried not to change the look on his face. After David awkwardly stepped on Santana's toes thrice, they decided to join in the dance.
He danced slowly, with Kurt's head against his shoulder, when Kurt murmured, almost drunkenly, "This makes me feel like it's our wedding and our first dance."
By the way Kurt slapped his mouth and reddened, he wasn't planning to say that. Immediately, Harry continued, "And then I'll carry you to the car decorated for us with the placard JUST MARRIED."
Kurt gave Harry a sweet smile as they continued dancing to the tune of Dancing Queen.
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I am so sorry I did not update last week! There was a Comic con here and I had dressed up as Osgood from the 50th Anniversary of Doctor Who. Forgive me!
I feel like we're coming closer to the end. A few chapters after the end of Season 2 and it will be done. Also, one year since I started posting! I never knew it would be more than three-four chapters and I love you guys for reading, reviewing, subscribing and what not.
So tell me, do you want a side-shot? An extra POV about something? A fluffy scene or an angsty breakdown? Let me know!
P.S. Also planning on cross-posting this to AO3 sometime.
