Author's Note: Hello! I'M SOSOSOSOSOSO SORRY that I haven't updated in like 2 months. I've been really busy with exams and stuff (and I may have had a bit of a writer's block). Hopefully, from now on, I'll be able to update about once per week... This chapter is a bit of a filler chapter so it's not great, but I hope you enjoy reading it anyway.

Thankyou to Maggie for the reviews! I'm so glad you're enjoying the story so far... (you actually motivated me to write this chapter!)

Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own Glee or Harry Potter

Warnings: I actually don't think that there's any swearing in this chapter, which is quite odd...

The next day...

In one of the many Hogwarts corridors...

He knew right from the moment he emerged from the Gryffindor wing that the word had already spread; about how Hummel had managed to outsmart him again, leaving him to be humiliated in front of, near enough, the whole school. Boys and girls alike sniggered and pointed as he walked past them: a pair of Hufflepuffs smiled pityingly at him, whilst the huddled group of Slytherins standing next to them took no care to hold back their boisterous laughter.

Idiots.

Blaine scowled and gritted his teeth as he shoved past them, heading for the Great Hall.

In one of the Slytherin dormitories...

After finishing his morning moisturising routine, Kurt headed back into his dorm to pick out an outfit for the day ahead. Being fashionable was at the very top of his list of priorities, of course, and after his legendary prank that he pulled last night, all eyes would be on him, meaning that he needed his outfit to be striking. After rifling through his wardrobe, he settled on wearing his grey, organic-cotton waistcoat over a white, button-up shirt, complete with his black, skin-tight jeans and army boots. With one last pose in front of his mirror, Kurt was satisfied and strode out of his dorm room with his head held high, ready to receive the well earned cheers and applauds.

Inside the Great Hall...

As he entered through the doors of the Great Hall, the animated chatter stopped, only for a fraction of a second, but it was enough to indicate to Blaine that his suspicions had been correct: the whole school knew. Great. Rolling his eyes, he headed towards his friends at the Gryffindor table.

Wes, the captain of the Gryffindor quidditch team and one of Blaine's first friends at Hogwarts, was currently hunching over several sheets of paper containing diagrams and a game strategy for their upcoming quidditch match against Slytherin; David sat next to him, suggesting a helpful tactic every now and then. Opposite Wes and David sat Nick and Jeff, the pranksters, who were at present clutching their sides with laughter as an unfortunate Brett 'the hobo' Herman scrambled away from the toad that had suddenly appeared in his Cheeriowls cereal. Finally, there was Finn Hudson, Blaine's best friend, who had noticed his awkward entrance and moved over to make some room for his friend.

Blaine smiled gratefully at Finn as he dropped down onto the bench beside him. "Rough morning, huh?" said Finn, grinning ever so slightly.

Blaine scowled at him, " No, on the contrary, I'm having a fantastic morning," he started to list off on his fingers, "Firstly, I woke up butt-naked in the middle of the quidditch pitch, I then had to run –still naked- through the grounds and the corridors, but got stopped by a very shocked and surprised Professor Morris on the way.."

"You didn't?" David gasped, as the group of friends turned their attention towards their sarcastic friend.

"..Yes, I did. Oh, and I now have an after-school detection with her even through it wasn't. My. Fault," He paused and took a deep breath to calm himself, before he continued, "Anyway, where was I? Oh yeah. To sum it all up, I've been humiliated by none other than Kurt Hummel in front of the whole goddamn school."

Wes shrugged his shoulders, "Well, it's not the first time that it's happened..."

Blaine thought back to all the pranks he had endured in previous years due to his ongoing feud with Kurt, remembering a somewhat painful prank that had occurred in his third year, effectively causing him to wince slightly at the memory. He shook his head to clear his thoughts.

"I know, but he's gone too far this time. I need to get revenge—"

"As always, "chimed Nick and Jeff.

"Hey," Blaine cried, "This is my speech!... Okay then, " He cleared his throat, " So, as I was saying, I need to get revenge," He gave a pointed look to the two pranksters who sat batting their eyelashes innocently, " I need to think of something better, I need to kick it up a notch to show him that he can't be the top dog around here anymore!"

The people around him turned and glanced at him warily at him as he realised his voice had rose slightly louder than necessary and that sometime during his speech, he had unknowingly rose off the bench. Blushing, he sat back down and ducked his head; his friends laughed at his embarrassment.

"I have to say, Blaine," Finn started, after the laughter had died down, "I think I'm beginning to like this new, badass you."

He scoffed, "I'm hardly badass, Finn, all I want to do is get a little bit of revenge on tha-"

Loud claps and cheers from the Slytherin table sounded across the hall, cutting off Blaine's sentence. The small group of Gryffindor boys leaned their heads across to find the source of the cheering before a familiar tuft of chestnut hair appeared over the tops of the Slytherins' heads. Blaine shouldn't have been so surprised.

Hummel.

Also inside the Great Hall...

Life was good. The applauding crowd around him hung onto his every word as he told them about, what was thought to be, the 'prank of the century'. Yeah, he may have exaggerated the story a bit and added in a few things that may or may not have happened (apparently Blaine sucks his thumb) but the crowd was obviously enjoying in and Kurt wouldn't want to be one to disappoint.

"Tell us that part again, Kurt! The part about Anderson crying for his mom!" Jacob Ben Israel shouted.

So maybe he had made up a few things...

"Well, Jewfro," A few students sniggered at the nickname as Jacob's face turned scarlet, "As I've said already, after giving him a little shove, the fur-ball went flying, landed face- first in the mud and proceed to cry out for his mother."

Kurt rolled his eyes slightly as the gullible crowd of students that bust into fits of laughter; he turned to face the Gryffindor table.

Hazel-green eyes met Blue-grey ones once more.

Kurt grinned menacingly...

...but what he didn't expect was for Blaine to grin back.

Game on.

The more you review, the more you motivate me to write, the quicker the next chapter is written...just saying...