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There will be slight OOC on Harry's part

Warnings: Boy/Boy action, swearing, and all that other 'adult' stuff. I'll warn you if anything major happens in the chapter. Oh slight cross-dressing on Kurt's part and a lot of cross-dressing on Harry's part.

Pairings: Noah (Puck)/Harry or Putter as I like to name them, Klaine, Finchel, Bartie, Tike and I have no idea who to pair Sam, Mercedes, Santana and Quinn with.

"Speech"

'Thoughts'

"Phone Conversation"

'Flash Back'

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Chapter Eight: Discrimination

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Discrimination:

1. (Sociology) unfair treatment of a person, racial group, minority, etc.; action based on prejudice

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Discrimination and prejudice is a part of life, an ugly part, but a part none the less and no matter how hard some people try to eradicate it, the feat will never be accomplished. Because no one in the world has the same views and opinions and it is those views and opinions that make a person good or bad.

Rachel Berry was five when she truly encountered the act of discrimination. She had encountered snippets of it before then as people would always give them nasty looks and whisper about them whenever they went out but Rachel had always pushed it to the side lines as her daddies' were masterful in the art of distraction.

Her daddies' had taken her to the park and she remembered that they were playing hide-and-seek underneath the summer sun.

' "Seven, eight, nine, TEN! Ready or not, here I come" The little brunette giggled as she hid behind the large oak tree, she pressed her delicate hands against her mouth in hopes of muffling the tinkling sound. She peered around the tree and quickly whipped back around as she saw her daddy.

"I wonder where my little star has gone, maybe she's here; no she's not there" Hiram made a show of scratching his chin in thought as he saw his little girl peer from behind the tree she was hiding behind, he smiled to himself when he heard her giggling and watched as her long, shimmering hair flared behind her as she quickly ducked back from view.

Hiram smiled as he made his way towards the tree.

Rachel peered around the tree, frowning in confusion when she couldn't see her daddy; hands suddenly grabbed her and lifted her into the air, causing her to squeal in shock.

"There's my little Tinkerbell" Hiram said as she began tickling her sides, making her break into giggles.

"What a lovely daughter you have there Sir" A woman stated as she approached them, smiling at the happiness that radiated from both father and daughter.

Hiram beamed and Rachel ducked her head into the crook in her daddy's shoulder, her cheeks rosy red.

Hiram just chuckled "Why thank you ma'am, but I'm afraid this little one is still a bit shy around strangers" The two adults shared a polite smile.

"There you two are, I was wondering where you had got to. The ice-cream was beginning to melt." Leroy said as he approached them. At the mention of ice-cream Rachel lifted her head up and held out her hand for the cone.

Leroy smiled at his precious baby girl and handed her the ice-cream "There you go sweetheart" He smiled at the stranger, who smiled back.

"So are you her uncle then?" The woman asked curiosity laced in her tone.

Both men just laughed lightly and Hiram pulled the smaller man close "No, he's her dad"

The look on the woman's face instantly morphed into disgust "You're those kinds of people then" her nose wrinkled and she took a step back from them.

"What do you mean by that?" Hiram asked, frowning at the lady.

"I mean those unnatural freaks who like men" The woman was practically hissing as she spoke.

Rachel watched with wide eyes, her ice-cream all but forgotten as the stranger called her daddies mean names.

"Can you not do this in front of our daughter please, she doesn't need to hear this" Leroy stated as he noticed the distress on his daughter's face.

"NO!" The woman spat "She needs to know that having a couple of fags for parents' is only going to mess her up! Two men shouldn't have children, you're only going to corrupt her with your disgusting, queer ways"

Rachel had begun crying, while she may not have understood some of what the nasty woman was saying; she understood that what she was saying was bad and was hurting her daddies.

"I would appreciate it if you restrained from upsetting my daughter further" Hiram stated as he handed Rachel to Leroy, he was too angry to try and calm his daughter down "Now kindly go away and leave us alone!" He stepped in front of his daughter and partner in hopes of blocking them from further harm.

The woman spat at their feet "All homos' will rot in hell, where they belong!" The woman threw one more look of disgust at them and left.

It took a while for Rachel to calm down as her daddies' explained that not everyone agreed with two men loving each other.'

From then on Rachel Barbara Berry became more aware of the hatred thrown her daddies' way and she hated it.

Over time she became lonely and depressed. She had no friends to speak of and she was constantly bullied, though as the years of school went by she grew used to the slushies', she got used to the bully's but the one thing she could not get used to, or stand was the abuse and discrimination that was thrown at her because her parents happened to be two men.

Rachel would go home and cry tears of frustration and sorrow; she just couldn't understand why homosexuality was treated as though it was a disease. That it was 'disgusting' or 'against god', she never told her dads' about it, never told them about the bullying, she would plaster on a fake smile and greet her daddies' with a cheeriness that actually hurt.

It hurt to look at her dads', to know how bad they had it when they came out and how much suffering they went through, they never told her, but she knew. She saw the looks they got from people when they went out; her daddies' tried to distract her but she always saw the looks of disgust and heard the hateful whispers.

Which is why, she absolutely detested Santana when she heard the insults that spilled from her mouth, causing Harry to leave the room crying- she saw those tears no matter how hard he tried to hide them-. The only people who fully understands how awful discrimination truly is, is probably only Kurt, herself, Harry and maybe Sam, who seemed really defensive of Harry.

Normally Glee was free from slushies', free from bullying and free from discrimination and prejudice, but Santana had thrown that out of the window.

Rachel marched over towards Santana after Sam had left and slapped her across the face, the sharp sound echoing around the now silent room.

Santana could only stand there in shock, her mouth hung open as she stared at the small girl.

Rachel's eyes were spiting fire.

"You deserve much more than that Santana. You are THE most horrible person I have ever met; and I have met my share fair of bitches!" Everyone in the room couldn't believe their eyes (or ears); they too had their mouths open in shock.

"What gives you the right to say those things? To verbally attack someone you don't even know and force them out of a place that they wanted to be in because they wanted to belong is undeniably appalling! You should be ashamed of yourself, to completely disregard Harry's feelings just because he likes boys and likes to wear different clothes is so narrow-minded and discriminatory that it makes me sick." Rachel's voice was slowly getting louder and a few people closest to her winced.

"You disgust me! You are no better than a Nazi, swanning around school, thinking that you are better than everyone else, that you feel as though it's your right to be mean and bully anyone who doesn't fit your mould. Well here's some interesting news Santana; you are NOT better than everyone else, you DO NOT have the right to bully anyone and you are a colossal bitch" Rachel's chest was heaving slightly and she was glaring at the Hispanic girl with disgust.

She turned on her heel and walked out the door, leaving stunned silence in her wake.

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"HARRY, WHERE ARE YOU?" Sam called as he walked down the corridor, worry etched on his features.

"HARRY"

Harry ripped away from Noah when he heard his friend's call and tried to regain his composure. He rushed to the sink and splashed water on his face, to try and cool himself down but his attempts were futile as Sam burst into the toilets and looked at Noah, then to Harry, taking note of the swollen lips and Harry's flustered state.

Instead of teasing him, like Harry expected, Sam frowned and moved over to Harry and pulled him into a hug.

"Harry, don't believe a word Santana said okay, because there is nothing wrong with you"

Harry hugged him back and buried his face in Sam's chest "I know Sam, it's just hard to just stand there and be yelled at for something that I can't help" His voice trailed off into a whisper and he clung onto Sam, missing the brief flash of jealously that overcame Noah's face.

The door suddenly slammed open and the three teens jumped in shock spinning around to face one determined Rachel Berry.

She strode over to Harry and Harry would have been lying if he said he wasn't slightly scared of the girl.

Rachel stopped a metre away from Harry and suddenly launched into a speech.

"I hope you don't hold Santana's actions against the rest of Glee club, because they aren't as nasty and vile as her. We would all really love it, if you didn't leave the club because of her. You and Sam would be important members of our club and I believe that you have both got talent enough to be in our club-even though I haven't heard you sing yet-. I would also like to apologise that you had to encounter such prejudice and discrimination on your first day here at McKinley."

Harry stared at the girl in astonishment, didn't need to breathe?

"I know what it is like to be on the receiving end of such slurs as my parents are two gay men and I've had to live my whole life witnessing how horrible it is for them. But they are two of the most incredible people you will ever meet and I never judge people on their sexual orientation or how they choose to dress, and I-"

She abruptly stopped her speech when Harry's hand covered her mouth; before she could feel insulted she noticed that Harry was smiling at her.

"First of all I am truly amazed that you didn't need to breathe at all during the time you were talking and second of all you don't need to apologise for someone else's actions, but it was sweet of you to come into the boys toilets and say all of that, so thank you" Harry removed his hand from her mouth and just smiled at her in slight amusement.

Rachel blushed slightly and giggled nervously and finally looked around the tiled room noticing Noah and Sam looking at her weirdly.

"I think I better leave, it never occurred to me that I was interrupting anything and now I've probably annoyed you, I'm sorry-"

"Rachel, no need to apologise, you didn't interrupt anything and you are definitely not annoying. You know what let's start over. Hello, I'm Harry Anderson, nice to meet you" Harry held out his hand and smiled at Rachel in encouragement.

Rachel shook his hand smiling "Hello Harry, I'm Rachel Berry; it's nice to meet you too!"

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After the somewhat awkward introduction the teens separated to make their own way home as Noah mumbled something about his sister and Rachel scurried off to Ballet.

Sam and Harry collected their bags and left the school building, before Harry had the chance to say goodbye Sam spun around and stopped Harry in his tracks.

Harry frowned "Sam?" he questioned as he took a step back, so he wouldn't have to crane his neck as much.

"Harry, what were you thinking, kissing Puck?"

Of all the tings Harry thought Sam was going to say, it wasn't that.

Harry blushed lightly "What do you mean?"

Sam just sighed "Harry, look I don't want to be one of those friends who dictate who you should date, but I need to warn you about Puck"

"Warn me about what?" Harry asked, his head titled in confusion as he watched his friend shove his hand through his faux blonde locks.

"What I mean is that before you take things further with Puck, you should know that he's not exactly innocent" At seeing the confusion still present on Harry's face Sam continued "I mean that Puck has been with a lot of women and is known as McKinley's man whore"

Harry blinked in shock his mouth forming an 'O' shape. "Oh" Harry stated, at a loss of what else to say.

"Harry, I didn't say that to hurt you, I just wanted to warn you that Puck is a player and I don't want to see you get hurt by him, you don't deserve that. But if he's what you want then I won't stop you"

Harry was touched by Sam's words, they had barely been friends for a day and here he was trying to protect him. Harry smiled at the blonde "Thank you for warning me Sam, I suppose I'll have to ask Noah some questions" Harry leaned up and hugged Sam.

"Er, you're welcome I guess" Sam stated in confusion as he hugged Harry back.

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Discrimination:

1. (Sociology) unfair treatment of a person, racial group, minority, etc.; action based on prejudice

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A/N: Oh my god Duckies, I am SO sorry for getting this out so late! This chapter hit a major block and it's taken me a while to actually finish the chapter. I've scrapped so many ideas already and I have no idea why this is the one I chose! Also I want to apologise, as I did promise Putter/Narry action and I didn't deliver! *hangs head in shame* I know this chapter isn't as good as some of the others, but hopefully chapter nine (which I am currently working on) will be much better. Again my apologies.

OOOh also I've put a poll up on my page concerning this story in regards to what sort of singing voice Harry should have, so if you could all go and vote I would really appreciate it, as I have no idea what sort of singing voice Harry should have!