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Oh and this one's a short one. Like, really short. Sorry.

Blaine was coming back from the gym after throwing some punches when he heard the voice. If he had been in class as he usually would, he wouldn't have heard it, that was certain. As it was, he had had to strain his ears to hear it in the first place.

At first, he wasn't sure where the music was coming from- the voice was so clear he thought it was from a radio but, as he made his way towards the stairs that lead to the dorms, he realised it had gotten louder. The melody was so naked and filled with emotion, Blaine found himself being drawn to the source, the lilting tune guiding his way.

He found himself going down a corridor he barely used but he knew where it lead to- the auditorium. The song was quieter now, as if it was coming to an end and Blaine looked up at the metal door which stood in front of him, separating him from the singer and making it impossible for him to find out who it was. He tried the handle, rattling the door as he tried to undo it.

Nothing.

He repeated the action, putting a bit more force behind it this time.

"Hello? Who's in there?"

Silence met his question like a brick wall and Blaine pressed his ear against the door, straining his hearing to try to gain an answer.

"Hello?"

He should've known it wasn't a good idea. He was so stupid- he should've known. He should've.

Kurt flinched heavily as the door rattled again and pushed himself further into the shadows as he almost jumped off the stage and into the seating area which was covered by a blanket of darkness. He ducked behind the seats, heading towards the exit opposite to the one that had the boy standing outside. Kurt wasn't overly careful in his movements although he did try to keep next to things he could hide behind if the door was forced open. If that did happen anyway, Kurt would have a split second advantage as his eyes were already adjusted to the darkness whereas the other boy's weren't, meaning if he got in, he'd be temporarily blinded for about five precious seconds, giving Kurt enough time to hide.

He froze as the door gave another rattle, gentler than the previous but still enough to make Kurt's breath hitch and stare at it like a bunny in the headlights. Before it could happen again, Kurt was fumbling with the other escape and disappearing through it.

Somehow, Kurt managed to manoeuvre his way around the maze which was Dalton without getting lost- a miracle in itself. The miracle continued when he reached his dorm to find it was empty and he quickly dived onto his bed, trying to stop his hands from shaking as he picked up a book and pretended to be reading it. His eyes would look over the words but it was as if it was another language, none of the letters that had been put together to formulate words seemed to make sense to him.

He hoped Blaine would return soon, that way if whoever heard him wanted to find him, he'd have someone to vouch it wasn't him. He doubted the unknown boy had looked at the clock to get the precise time and he could always convince Blaine he'd been studying long before he actually had. His thoughts were disrupted as a loud buzzing filled the room and Kurt pulled out his phone nervously, still not too comfortable reading the messages even if he knew very few people had his number. The fact he couldn't control the fearful shivers still running through him didn't help either.

'Hey kiddo, I miss you- how r u? -Dad'

Kurt rolled his eyes lovingly at his father's attempts at text talk, but hurriedly replied. He missed his father a lot too and they hadn't texted in what felt like forever although, in reality, they had last night. But that felt like a millennium away after today.

'I miss you too, I'm fine, how are you- Kurt'

'Fine as in good fine or fine as in below awful fine?- Dad'

'Good fine, how are you?- Kurt'

His lips flicked up at the ends as he repeated the question- trust his dad to worry about him first.

'Good :-) - Dad'

The grin on Burt's face as he showed off the fact he could make a smiley face on a phone could almost be seen by the chestnut haired teen through the phone.

'How's your heart? Is Carole feeding you right?-Kurt'

'Of course- I think she's afraid you'll come straight home if she doesn't- Dad'

Kurt sighed and placed his phone down next to him. He knew his dad didn't mean that they didn't want him at home, but it still hurt, especially when he hadn't seen him in over a month.

After around half an hour had passed with Kurt sitting on his bed, simply thinking as he listened to his music, he realized Blaine wasn't coming up. It was a punch in the gut as the room suddenly felt- what was the word- lonely? Empty? And he felt the same, as if he was missing something and it eventually crashed down on him that something was Blaine. He had grown to depend on that boy and, if he was honest, it frightened him. Still, that didn't stop him from braving Dalton to try and find his best friend.

It surprised him how different the corridors felt when he was alone. Of course, he was surrounded by people, but it was as if he was invisible- it wasn't a feeling he was a stranger to but, since making friends with Blaine, it also wasn't one he felt in a while.

"Kurt!" Two voices chorused behind him and the teen nearly jumped out of his skin, almost biting his lip in half in the process.

"Kurtie!"

Breath getting caught in his throat, the targeted boy turned, getting greeted by two matching Cheshire grins so close Kurt flinched back immediately. What the-

"We haven't seen you in aaaaaages," one of the twins whined, linking his arm with Kurt's and ignoring how the other boy's body visibly tensed when he did so.

"Yeah, it was like Blaine had kidnapped you! We missed you," said the other twin, copying his brother's movements and linking Kurt's other arm with his own.

"So where are you going?"

"Narnia?"

"Mordor?"

"Camp Half-Blood?"

"Hogwarts?"

"Fors, it's not going to be Hogwarts," said Theo, stopping and turning to give the twin an exasperated look.

"Well, why not? Kurt could be a wizard in disguise for all you know."

"Then why isn't he already at Hogwarts then?"

"Dobby closed the barrier!"

"Dobby's dead.."

"Who gave you the right?!"

Kurt pulled away from the pair who were now wrestling on the floor, Fors' cries of denial barely heard over Theo's laughter.

"He's not dead! He can't be!"

"THEO! FORS!"

For what felt like the hundredth time today, Kurt jumped out of his skin as a loud voice shocked him from behind. The twins immediately sprung away from eachother as if they'd been electrocuted and stood up, each grinning up at their furious friend. Well, they called Kane their friend.

"Hey Percy!"

"My name's Kane and you know it- anyway, can you please not start fighting in the corridor? I swear it's the fifth time this month. I'd say I wouldn't hesitate to report you but I doubt anybody would do anything about it."

"Well what can we say?"

"We're adorable," said Theo, finishing off his brother's sentence. "People can't help but love us."

"Riiight," replied Kane, disbelievingly, "anyway, we'll continue this later okay? I'm already late for my lecture- I've got extra today."

"Aw, don't worry Perce. Just tell them it was our fault, they'll understand."

"You know, that's probably one of the best things about your reputations."

"We try."

"Well catch you later then," said Kane before disappearing around a corner and out of sight. The twins exchanged confused expressions and then resoundingly relinked their arms with Kurt's.

"Well that was weird.."

Five minutes and a lot of persuasive talking later, Kurt sat in an armchair in the corner of the Windsor common room whilst the twins, Nick, Jeff, David and Wes played a game of Twister on the floor. Originally, before Kurt and the gremlins had entered the room, the four other boys had been playing a game of Monopoly but then, after the gremlins had entered, Theo had 'accidentally' tripped on the board, spilling the pieces. It was at that point the group decided to play a new game.

From the angle of Kurt's chair, the porcelain teen could view the entire room whilst he watched the five struggle to keep balance. Wes had nearly fallen a total of twelve times now whilst Nick and Jeff were so entangled their noses were touching, not that the two lovers minded of course. Fors, who was standing near Jeff, suddenly split his face into his signature evil grin and bend down, whispering something in the blond's ear. Jeff then gave a matching smile and looked down at his boyfriend, noting the shaking arms as they struggled to remain holding his weight.

"Jeff? Jeff what are you-"

Nick was cut off as Jeff moved his head and kissed the other boy sweetly on the nose. With an indignant shout, the dark haired teen lost his balance and fell onto the floor. What Jeff didn't realize however was, because of the way they were entangled, if Nick fell, so would he.

"Two down!" Fors whooped, receiving death glares from each of the fallen boys.

"Whatever, I told you you shouldn't trust them Jeffy, they're evil."

"That's not true, we just use our initiative!"

"Yeah," said Nick, turning to whisper in Jeff's ear, "evil."

The next to go was Wes but, because of the little sense of balance he actually had, that was hardly a surprise. All he needed was a gentle nudge from Theo. David was harder to make fall as he was wary of the twins and Wes would rig the board so the results would put the twins in difficult positions as far away from David as possible. In the end, he fell when Fors nearly did the splits over him. To say the least, he wasn't amused.

After David dropped out, pun intended, the game was close to becoming violent as the atmosphere tensed as the gremlins battled it out. The positions grew harder as Wes stopped bothering to turn the pointer, simply calling out things like 'left foot red' ect. Jeff pretended to cover his eyes and burrow into Nick's side as the subtle nudges turned into pushes.

However, the game was short-lived as an excited, gelmetted boy entered the room, slumping down next to Nick and Jeff on the sofa whilst the gremlins fell to the floor, the door having pushed them both over.

"Pretty sure you touched the floor first.."

"Did not!"

"Did too!" Shortly after, the two started rolling about on the floor play-fighting.

Meanwhile, Kurt was watching Blaine who currently looked almost drunk as he lay on the sofa, staring at the ceiling whilst Jeff and Nick watched him with confused eyes.

"Umm, Blaine..? Are you okay?"

Blaine rolled over onto his side, facing David and unintentionally hiding his smiling face from Kurt.

"I'm in love."