...and here's what you missed on GLEE!
Hey guys! Ashley here. This chapter's a bit shorter than the rest, sorry about that. But I hope you enjoy it! For you Brittana and Fabrevans fans, I'm sure you guys are getting impatient, but nothing's more fun than a bit of build up. I promise all the wait will be worth it in the end. :) Enjoy!
It was time. The students from Hogwarts and the visiting schools were called down to the Great Hall, where the Triwizard Champions would finally be chosen. Curiosity filled the air as to who would be chosen. Hogwarts kids didn't care about the other schools, and likewise the other schools didn't care about them. All everyone cared about was their possible champions. And if one heard the talks, Hogwarts students were certain it was between Noah and Finnegan.
Students poured into the Great Hall, filling in the seats rapidly as their curiosity took control. Headmaster Figgins watched as the students took a seat, staying in his position of standing next to the Goblet of Fire. He was also excited to see who the Champion of his school would be. His personal opinion? Finnegan Hudson of course. It only made sense. He was one of the top boys at this school. Captain of the champion Gryffindor Quidditch team, the main reason why Gryffindor had won the House Cup for the past few years – it only made sense that he was worthy of the Championship. Though Figgins had heard that the poor sod cheated on that wonderful Quinn Fabray – was he stupid? The girl was beautiful. Oh well, Figgins wasn't supposed to be involved in the gossip among his students anyway.
Everyone seated, the Headmaster finally spoke. "Greetings students. I'm happy to announce that today we will finally decide our Triwizard Champions!"
Everyone cheered, and Figgins nodded his head in excitement. The Goblet of Fire had blue fire blazing out of it, just waiting to spit back out names it had chosen. Figgins waited for the cheers to die down before speaking again.
"And now, the Champions!"
The flames on the Goblet turned into a magenta color, and a piece of parchment was spat out. Figgins grabbed the piece of paper and looked at it.
"For Dumstrang... DAVID KAROFSKY!"
The Durmstrang students went wild, woofing like wild dogs and patting each other's backs. A tall muscular boy with short brown hair stood up victoriously, pumping his fist and receiving smacks on the back from his fellow Durmstrang students. Durmstrang's Headmistress Beiste walked over to David and punched him in the arm as a sign of approval. David didn't even flinch, even though the average man would've probably cried at the force that Beiste used in that punch.
It took Durmstrang a long time to finally settle down, which annoyed the other students. Hogwarts and Beauxbatons kids alike rolled their eyes. It was clear that Durmstrang was the least liked here.
The goblet turned magenta once more and spat out another piece of parchment. Figgins looked at the paper and smiled.
"For Beauxbatons…SEBASTIAN SMYTHE!"
More civilized than the rowdy Durmstrang students, the Beauxbatons students simply clapped as their Champion, a handsome lad with gelled up brown hair and baby blue eyes, stood up and took a bow. Headmistress Holliday planted a kiss on the boy's cheek, giving him a proud smile. The students of the blue-clothed school calmed down a lot quicker than Durmstrang, and some Hogwarts students whispered to each other saying that Beauxbatons was definitely the more likeable of the two other schools.
But finally the time had come. The Hogwarts Champion.
~ STILL THE ONE I NEED ~
The Head of the Gyffindor house, William Schuester, watched happily as the Champions were being chosen. His hands were intertwined with the hand of a cute ginger by the name of Emma Pillsbury, Head of the Hufflepuff house. He was happy to say that he was engaged to the love of his life, who he had known ever since he also attended Hogwarts. It had been fifteen years since they both graduated, and it wasn't until last month that they finally decided to become engaged. Emma was the type who liked to take things super slow, which William sometimes found agitating, but he knew love was enough. They hadn't even slept together yet, but William didn't mind. Emma wanted to wait until marriage. Fine with him.
"Those Durmstrang folk are quiet noisy aren't they," Emma muttered after the school's Champion was chosen. William chuckled and nodded in agreement.
"They're quite interesting," William remarked. He brought Emma's hand up to his lips and pecked it lightly, making her blush.
"Could you two gits please shut the hell up? And get a room," muttered the Head of the Slytherin house, Susan Sylvester. Susan had been a rival of William ever since he first starting teaching at Hogwarts. He never really understood why. Perhaps it was because their houses had been sworn enemies for centuries. Then again Susan hated everyone. It was probably jut a Slytherin thing.
"Whatever you say, Susan," William said with a smile. Susan saw this and grimaced. She hated that butt-chinned curly haired Gryffindork. And she also hated the uptight badger that sat next to him. It was truly disgusting.
William ignored Susan finally and looked just as the Beauxbatons Champion was called. He looked over at where the Champion was standing, but then a beautiful blonde that came up to the boy and kissed him on the cheek caught his eye. Whoa, she was absolutely gorgeous. His chocolate brown eyes widened in shock, and he temporarily forget that Emma even existed. Wait, no. No he wasn't supposed to be thinking like that.
"You should wipe the drool of your face, Schuester," Susan muttered, almost making William jump. He shook his head to snap out of it and bit his lip. Emma, hearing this, looked at William with a worried look on his face.
"What was that?" she asked, frowning.
"Your significant other was having a field day looking at Frenchie over there," Susan told her casually, and Emma's eyes pulsed with pain.
William looked over at Emma and shook his head. "Don't listen to Sue, Em. You know I would never do that."
Emma studied him for a moment just to make sure he wasn't lying. But then again, why would he? They'd been together for years, he would never cheat on her. She decided to discard the idea, and nodded at him with a smile.
As she looked back toward the goblet to see the Hogwarts Champion, William's eyes went back to where the beautiful French woman was.
~ YOU ARE NOT ALONE ~
"And for Hogwarts, and who will make us all very proud…"
The one-second silence that took over the Great Hall seemed to last hours. Suspense made everyone ache. Who would it be? Finnegan? Noah? An unexpected twist? Finnegan looked like he was ready to stand up at any moment, and so was Noah. Kurt simply sat in his seat, already knowing who the Champion was going to be. Finnegan, duh. He was the hero of this school.
"…KURT HUMMEL!"
Okay, what the hell?
Silence filled the air once more. The silence of complete shock. Did everyone hear correctly? Did Figgins just say Kurt Hummel? Kurt Hummel, the Gryffindor coward? That wasn't even possible, he was a total pansy!
Kurt's jaw dropped. His heart skipped a very long beat. There was a ringing sound in his ears. There was no way his name was just called, no way. But why were hundreds of eyeballs staring in his direction? His icy eyes looked around, the gazes of several students burning into his skin. His face turned red as a result. Shit, this wasn't happening. He looked over at the Hufflepuff section to look at Blaine. A smile was on his boyfriend's face, but Kurt couldn't bring himself to smile back.
The sound of an angry snake shouted, "Are you freaking kidding me?"
Noah stood up, a furious expression on his face. He was going to hex that lady-faced son of a bitch right now. He didn't care if he would get expelled.
But suddenly Santana grabbed him and pulled him down, whispering something harshly in his ear. This resulted in everyone muttering quietly to one another, apparently all surprised that the last person anyone thought would be the Champion had been chosen. Kurt Hummel? Seriously?
Finnegan suddenly stood up, a smile on his face. "Go Kurt!" he cheered, clapping for him. The other Gryffindors followed his lead and began to applaud as well. Then the Hufflepuffs began to clap. And, finally, the Ravenclaws. The only house that wasn't satisfied was of course the house of the snakes, and Noah Puckerman looked the most pissed out of all of them. Soon, everyone but those with green-trimmed robes were cheering for Kurt.
Kurt smiled, and proudly took his position as a Champion by standing up and curtseying. This resulted in more cheers and applause. Even the teachers, with the exception of the snake teachers of course, stood up and cheered. William Schuester looked the most proud though, having a student from his house being chosen.
Kurt Hummel was the Triwizard Champion of Hogwarts. Nothing could touch him.
~ NOTHING TO GET HUNG ABOUT ~
"You prick, do you want us to lose house points?" Santana whispered angrily to Noah.
Noah rolled his eyes. "Like hell I care about the blood house points. I should be the Champion of this school, not that faggot!"
Santana smacked him in the back of his head, which pissed him off even more. If Noah wasn't against hitting girls he would've punched her square in the face. But even this snake had a moral code.
The couple looked in disgust as the other houses began to cheer for the lady-faced Gryffindor. Seriously? No wonder why Slytherins were the superior house. They were able to see what the other foolish houses couldn't see. Santana subconsciously gazed over at the Hufflepuff section, and her eyes set on that damned Pierce. Why did she keep doing that? It was really annoying.
"Look," Santana began, never taking her eyes off of Brittany, "there are other ways you can still rule this school."
"Like what?" Noah scowled her, paying no mind that Santana was staring off somewhere else. "Quidditch is cancelled this year because of the damn tournament. And this is my last year at Hogwarts. What the hell am I supposed to do?"
Thank Merlin Brittany didn't look Santana's way this time. She couldn't have her heart going crazy on her again. But Noah was right, what could they do? Usually Santana was good at being an evil mastermind, but her mind was going totally blank with this. It was okay though, something would pop in her mind eventually.
"Calm yourself, Puckerman," Santana muttered. Goodness, that Hufflepuff was looking rather pretty today – okay no Santana. She shook her head to regain her senses, but her eyes locked right back onto Pierce. "We'll find a way."
Noah could count on Santana. After all, she was Santana Lopez.
~ WE COULD'VE HAD IT ALL ~
A big feast occurred after the announcement of the Triwizard Champions, and the Great Hall boomed with hundreds of conversations amongst peers. Pretty much everyone except Kurt's boyfriend was shocked that Kurt had been chosen over Finnegan, and they tried analyzing it to see how that was so. Did someone cheat? Or perhaps the goblet saw a hidden potential in the skinny Gryffindor? Or maybe the goblet just wanted Hummel to die a rather painful death. So many possibilities, and they all sounded interesting.
Quinn Fabray didn't care though. She was too busy staring off at the Gryffindor table, watching her ex-love and his new love talking and laughing to each other. Her heart had been in pain ever since her and Finnegan broke up. She couldn't believe how fast he seemed to get over it, how happy he was dating that stupid troll Berry. What the hell did she have that Quinn didn't? Rachel wasn't pretty, she wasn't even fun to be around. Quinn was everything Finnegan ever wanted in a girl, yet here he was connecting with Jewfasa over there. She couldn't believe this was happening.
"Quinn? Are you okay?" asked Tina Cohen-Chang, who was sitting right next to her and watching Quinn stare at Finnegan.
"No," Quinn answered honestly. She hadn't even touched the food in front of her, her appetite long gone.
The fourth year Ravenclaw frowned, not wanting her fellow Ravenclaw to be sad like this. "He doesn't deserve you Quinn. You'll find someone else."
Arthur Abrams, fellow sixth year Ravenclaw, turned from a conversation he was having to look at Quinn. "She's right Quinn," Arthur told her. "There's someone for everyone. You'll find someone in no time."
Quinn sighed. Why couldn't she seem to stop staring at the happy couple? It was like they were a magnet. A magnet of pain. She didn't want to see it, yet she found herself unable to break free.
"Hey Quinn," said a familiar voice behind her.
Quinn finally managed to break free and looked behind her, seeing a familiar blonde Hufflepuff with a friendly smile on his porcelain skin standing right behind her. His hands were behind his back, and Quinn could've sworn there was a bit of pink on his cheeks.
"Hey Sam," she greeted with a small smile. At least she was able to smile around someone.
Samuel gestured to the tiny bit of space that was between Quinn and Tina. "Is it cool if I squeeze in here?" he asked.
Quinn nodded and tried to move over to give Samuel room. Her hazel eyes darted to Tina, who took the hint and moved over as well. The two girls managed to make just enough room for the tall blonde to sit, and he happily took the seat.
"So what's up guys?" he asked the both of them, not wanting to rudely exclude Tina from the conversation.
"Quinn keeps staring at Finn and Rachel, I keep telling her to stop," Tina said while rolling her eyes. She got an instant death glare from Quinn as a result, and she took the initiative to shut up and stuff her face with food. Samuel on the other hand died on the inside, his heart aching at the knowledge that Quinn still wasn't over Finnegan. What did she see in that guy anyway? He was a total prick.
"That's okay," he whispered, which made both Quinn and Tina look at him like he had two heads. What was he talking about? Was he crazy?
He cleared his through to explain what he meant. "I mean, you guys were together for a long time. It's okay if you're not over it yet. Healing takes time."
A tiny smile appeared on Quinn's face, and that made Samuel smile as well. He loved seeing the petite blonde smile, it always seemed to brighten his day. And she definitely needed to smile more often, it was like Finnegan had sucked out all of her happiness. Quinn deserved to be happy.
"You're right Sam, thank you." Her gratitude made Samuel blush, and Quinn took note of it but didn't think any further on it.
~ IS THIS THE REAL LIFE ~
"I can't believe this is happening," Kurt muttered. He was outside of the Great Hall with Blaine, trying to process that he was just chosen as a Triwizard Champion. Blaine hadn't stopped smiling since the announcement, completely proud of his boyfriend.
"You should, because it is!"
Kurt laughed, but he was still unable to register everything. What was he going to do? The tasks of the tournament were ruthless and dangerous. Merlin knew Kurt didn't have the courage nor the strength to endure all three of these tasks. What if he died? Oh no, Kurt was too young and pretty to die! Was it too late to pull out? He was allowed to pull out, right?
"Maybe I should just forget about it. I mean, I'm not brave like Finn or –"
"Kurt Hummel, you shut up right now," Blaine demanded with a frown. Kurt killed his streak of how long he could smile. "You're not pulling out of this. You can do this Kurt." He placed his hand on his boyfriend's cheek and stroked it softly with his thumb.
Kurt's icy eyes met with his amazingly hazel ones, and Kurt slowly began to feel calm.
"Remember what I told you last week? Remember what you need?"
"Courage," Kurt answered.
Blaine nodded. "That's right. Courage." He pecked Kurt on the lips and smiled. Kurt's milky skin turned into a sheet of apple skin, and he looked away shyly.
"I love you, silly," Blaine told him, this time kissing his cheek. "If I didn't think you could do this, I would've told you. You're more than ready."
Kurt nodded. Where did he get this wonderful gentleman, and why did he agree to be his? Kurt didn't deserve the handsome curly-haired Hufflepuff in front of him. Yet Blaine chose him. Chose him out of all people. It was a miracle, like they were destined to be together.
"Thank you Blaine," he whispered, smiling love a lovesick teenager. "Thank you so much." He leaned in and gave Blaine a long, gentle kiss.
They were going to be able to do this. Together.