Chapter Five: Charms and Muggle Studies

The next morning, the freshmen were woken by Percy and given directions to their classes. "I can't believe I have to take Muggle Studies, I thought I was one 'till a few weeks ago," Mercedes said looking over her schedule.

They were in the hallway outside Gryffindor Tower; Kurt was leaning against the wall. He had been leaning against a picture, but its occupant had protested so he had moved. "At least it will be one class we'll be sure to be good at," Kurt said brushing his hair off his forehead.

"You'll be fine, you're a halfsie, I'm a Muggleborn. I know nothing about magic," Mercedes sighed.

Kurt rolled his eyes, taking her arm as they went down the stairs. "I didn't even know about magic, remember? My dad never told me. I'm just as nervous about this as you are," he said as they waited at the bottom of the staircase for it to stop at the next floor. As soon as it had stopped they hurried off, nervous that it would start moving again.

"Oh hello," a very familiar voice said. It was Rachel from the day before. Standing in front of a notice board, she was dressed in her Slytherin robes, which she had accessorized with a pair of hideously unfashionable, green, knee-high socks. "How are you two this morning?"

"Less awake then you apparently," it was barely past seven and they had been up for at least an hour and a half already.

"I'm a morning person," she explained, "Are you going to sign up for Professor Schue's Glee Club?"

"I don't know," Kurt said, adjusting his red and gold Gryffindor scarf, "I was thinking about it but it sounded like it's a good way to get bullied. I get bullied enough without having to give them another reason."

"Do you sing?" Rachel said exasperatedly.

"Well, yes…"

"Then you should audition! What about you?" Rachel turned to Mercedes.

Mercedes nodded.

Rachel handed Kurt the pen, which had previously been floating next to the signup sheet. He took it and, after a few moments hesitation, signed his name on the second line. He handed it to Mercedes, who also signed up then let the pen float back to its place.

"That's great," Rachel squealed, "I'll see you at auditions, tomorrow at six-thirty. I need people to sing back up for me!" and with that she turned on heel, taking a passing staircase.

"Unbelievable!" Mercedes was almost laughing, "One second she's nice and the next she's the world's biggest diva."

"I guess we know why she's in Slytherin."

Mercedes scoffed, stepping onto the staircase as it stopped in front of them, "Don't get me wrong, I'm a diva, but she's just rude about it."

"Oh there's Blaine! Hello Blaine!" Kurt shouted, spotting the said boy on the floor below.

"Hey," Blaine said, smiling, "good morning you two."

"Morning," Mercedes said casually.

"Morning," Kurt's voice got noticeably higher.

"Look I'd love to stay and chat, but I'm meeting up with Harry and Ron at the Quidditch field for practice before class. I'll see you later okay?"

"Bye, Blaine."

"Wow," Mercedes said once he was gone, "you are smitten."

"'Smitten', does anyone even say that anymore?" Kurt hurried down the staircase.

Mercedes caught up to him, "Oh admit it! You like him. I can see why! He's, like, supermegafoxyawesomehot!"