A/N: Yes, because it is mostly written, I'm putting up chapter two. Confrontations begin! This was started the same day I published but I had trouble with the site for a bit. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I wish I at least owned Glee and maybe HP but I don't so sad for me!
As fate would have it, the start of the year feast at the beginning of fourth year was the last time Kurt and Blaine spoke on decent terms. Though not for lack of tying, well on Blaine's part anyway. He couldn't seem to figure out what he had done wrong. It didn't help that he continued to say yes whenever Sebastian asked him out and the two of them became an item.
"I don't get it Mercedes," he protested to her one day about a year and a half after the initial incident that had started it all. "What have I done wrong?"
"If you can't figure that out," she replied, "You are even more daft than Brittany Pierce." After that, she'd given him the cold shoulder.
Mercedes and Kurt had both been made Prefects in their fifth year and Kurt took it as a welcome excuse to stay away from Blaine. He was afraid if he tried to be civil to the boy, the feelings that he had been trying to squash down since the beginning of fourth year would suddenly explode. And there was no way Kurt would let himself be the other man, even if it ultimately lead to Blaine breaking up with Sebastian.
So you can imagine his horror when both of them showed up in the Prefect's carriage on the way to school at the beginning of Kurt's sixth year. Great, he already had to deal with Karofsky as a fellow Prefect. Now this?
"Ah hell no!" Mercedes cried, placing her hands on her hips. The new Head Boy threw her a disapproving look. The fact that Sebastian had his arm around Blaine's waist didn't help matters. Kurt moved as far away from them as he could and still be in the compartment.
"Okay break it up!" The Head Girl shouted, forcing Sebastian and Blaine apart. When Sebastian went to rewrap his arm around Blaine, she threw him a glare so menacing, even he was frightened.
The Head Boy decided that he was going to 'help' though he didn't know that it wouldn't help.
"Right, I want all new Prefects to go stand with the experienced Prefects," he said. When no one moved, he sighed. "That means fifth year Prefects stand with sixth year Prefects of your own house. Seventh year Prefects will be doing solo patrols this year."
The Head Girl was holding a piece of parchment in her hand and she waited while they all got situated. Kurt put as much difference between himself and Blaine as be possibly could with the new arrangement.
"Listen up!" the Head Girl finally said. "This year, we're pairing sixth year Prefects with fifth year Prefects for patrols. It's going to be like a mentoring thing." Kurt groaned. He had a feeling he knew what was coming. "You will be paired with a Prefect from your own house." Kurt would have been happier if it was another house. He already had to spend extra time with Blaine during Quidditch practice. Now if was going to invade his Prefect duties too?
Rachel chose that moment to interrupt. "Not that I don't appreciate not having to patrol with Karofsky this year but why the sudden change?" she asked.
"As Heads, we are allowed to organize patrols as we see fit," the Head Boy replied. "We feel new Prefects would learn better if they were working with experienced Prefects. Should you be elected Head next year Rachel you can run it however you think best."
Well that made sense. Kurt found himself praying that he would be elected Head Boy the following year. Then he would be able to make sure Blaine wouldn't be anywhere near him.
"Now, we've decided the boys will work with boys and the girls will work with girls. No exceptions," the Head Girl said. At this news, Blaine threw Kurt a bright smile. Kurt just glared at him. Great, he was stuck patrolling all year with a boy who was too oblivious to realize where he had gone wrong. Not to mention, spending so much time with Blaine was exactly the thing that was going to make his feelings explode. Clearly, this was not his year and it hadn't even really started yet. He was now going to have to endure Quidditch practice, choir practice, and Prefect duties all in the company of one Blaine Anderson.
"Fuck my life," he muttered.
Later that night, after having escorted their house to the common room, Kurt and Blaine found themselves patrolling the corridors together. Kurt was careful to make sure there was a t least a foot of space between the two of them.
"Kurt, can we talk?" Blaine asked tentatively as the two of them rounded a corner. Kurt didn't say anything. "Please?" Blaine persisted.
"I have nothing to say to you Blaine Anderson," Kurt replied flatly. Blaine cringed.
"How about I talk and you listen then?" he asked hopefully. Kurt did not really care about what he had to say. But he figured that letting Blaine talk would be the only way to get him to shut up.
"So talk," he said, keeping his eyes ahead of him as they continued along their way down the corridor.
Blaine hesitated for a moment. "I don't know what I did wrong," he started and Kurt stopped dead in his tracks, turning to face the younger boy with an irritated glare on his face. Blaine seriously didn't know what he had done wrong after all this time? That was not going to sit well with Kurt and he decided it was time he shed a little light on the situation.
"Are you bloody kidding me?! Merlin's pants Blaine, its been two bloody years and you still haven't figured it out?!" Blaine was taken aback. "Well Anderson, allow me to spell it out for you! I hope you enjoy your future Mr. Sebastian Smythe!"
Blaine's expression hardened briefly. "He's really not that bad Kurt. He's harmless," he defended. Kurt blew a gasket. Before he could register what he was doing, he'd moved forward and slapped Blaine across the face. Blaine gaped at him in complete surprise.
"That's not the tune you were singing when you were twelve years old Blaine." Blaine opened his mouth to interrupt but Kurt didn't give him the chance. "You always have this obsessive need to say yes to everything. It's like you're afraid to say no! So instead of telling Sebastian no when he asked you to Hogsmeade that day, you said yes, despite the fact that you claimed you hated him! You have this thing about not wanting to hurt anyone's feelings but you didn't even stop to think about mine when you did that! Did you ever even think that your first trip to Hogsmeade might have been something I, your best friend, wanted to share with you? You say you're nothing like your family but Blaine Anderson, maybe you're a lot more like them than you think!"
There, he had said it. It was all out in the open. Blaine was staring at him, wide-eyed. Kurt was breathing heavily. He was also starting to realize that tears were pricking his eyes.
"Kurt I —" But Kurt cut him off.
"Save it for someone who cares! I hope you and you and your precious Sebby enjoy the rest of your lives together. Patrol's over for the night." They had subconsciously arrived back at the portrait of the Fat Lady. Kurt gave the password and disappeared inside. Blaine just stood there looking broken for a moment before following him in.
The next evening after dinner, Blaine was meant to be meeting Sebastian in the Room of Requirement. Ever since his fight with Kurt the night before, he'd been doing a lot of thinking. So much so, that he'd been distracted all day. Kurt was ignoring him, even during patrols. Blaine wasn't surprised. The truth was, Kurt was right. He really had disregarded Kurt's feelings that day.
"How could I be so stupid?" he asked himself aloud, hanging his head on the wall. The door in the empty expanse of wall told him Sebastian had arrived first. He would go in but not for the alone time they had originally planned. He was going to have a little talk with Sebastian.
Taking a deep breath, Blaine opened the door and headed into the room.
"Hey sexy," Sebastian said. He was lying on a king sized bed with silk sheets and pillows and he was half-naked. Blaine immediately got the memo that Sebastian meant to take that step. He swallowed hard. His boyfriend had been trying since the end of their fourth year to get Blaine to have sex with him. It wasn't that Blaine didn't want to do it. It was that he didn't want to do it with Sebastian. He wasn't entirely sure why but he didn't want Sebastian to know that so he said he wasn't ready. Now though, it was time for some hard truth.
"I'm not going to have sex with you Sebastian so you might as well just put your shirt back on." He surprised himself at how cold his tone was.
Sebastian slid off the bed and looked at him. "What the hell is your problem Blaine?" the meerkat boy spat.
Blaine glared at him. "Frankly you." Sebastian opened his mouth to say something and the Gryffindor hurried on. "Look Sebastian, I didn't start dating you so you could get into my pants. That's not the meaning of a relationship. If sex is really all you want, you can high tail it because you're not going to get it from me!"
"What is this really about?" Sebastian replied, sounding bored.
"It's about Kurt," Blaine replied without hesitation. As he said it, he realized it was true. It was about Kurt. Sebastian rolled his eyes.
"Oh please, you're still moping about that good for nothing girly Hummel?"
"He was my best friend Sebastian!"
"Key word, was!" Sebastian spat. "I did you a favor! Your father would have a field day if he knew you were associating with blood traitors like Hummel! He's not worthy to be your friend!"
Blaine's eyes darkened and he marched closer to him. "In case you haven't noticed Sebastian, I was disowned the moment my father found out I was placed in Gryffindor so it would hardly matter if he knew who I hung out with or not!" Sebastian just yawned. "Kurt was right!"
"About what?" Sebastian said coldly.
Blaine turned and put his hand on the doorknob, not bothering to look back at the boy who had been his boyfriend.
"I was a fool to think there was anything good about you," he said flatly, opening the door. "We're through," he added, still not bothering to look at him.
"You walk out that door Blaine Anderson," Sebastian spat, stopping Blaine in his tracks. "And I swear I'll never speak to you again!"
Blaine finally turned his eyes back on the boy. "Is that a promise?" Without waiting for an answer, he walked out the door, drowning out the sounds of Sebastian shouting threats at his back until the door was shut. Blaine let out a sigh and slowly began walking toward Gryffindor Tower. He was positive he'd done the right thing.
That Saturday, Kurt stood just outside the door to the dueling arena. He had a note clutched in his hand. A note from one Sebastian Smythe. Ever since the second day back, Blaine had seemed different. And though he and Kurt had not shared words since their first patrol together, Kurt knew something must have happened. This notion was only reinforced when he realized he hadn't seen the happy couple together all week. And then he had gotten the note from Sebastian telling him to meet him Saturday evening at the dueling arena. It was the only place in the school students were allowed to duel.
Not having a clue what this was all about, Kurt pocketed the note and entered the room.
"About time you showed up," Sebastian said. He was standing at the other end of the room, arms folded across his chest. "Put your wand on the bench. You won't be needing it." Kurt hesitated but set his wand on the bench with Sebastian's. "You wanna prove you're a boy Hummel? Than we fight like men."
Kurt narrowed his eyes and mimicked Sebastian's stance, arms crossed over his chest. "What's this about Sebastian?" he asked. Sebastian snickered.
"You mean Blaine didn't tell you?"
Kurt's eyes narrowed even more. "Tell me what?"
"Because of you and your brainwashing, he broke up with me!" He took a step forward. Kurt's eyes widened in surprise. Blaine broke up with him. "You're a fucking cock block Hummel!" He took another step forward and Kurt threw him his bitch glare. "Blaine and I were going to have sex for the first time that night." Kurt really didn't need to know that but he was pleased to learn that Blaine hadn't slept with the weasel. "Instead, he broke up with me because of you!"
"And you're telling me this why?" Kurt asked coldly.
"So you know the reason why I'm going to fuck you up."
Without warning, Sebastian lunged at him and before Kurt could react, he punched him in the stomach. Kurt let out a yelp and keeled over. Sebastian didn't give him time to recover. He started kicking him over and over again in the chest and even lodged a kick at his face, breaking Kurt's nose. He was laughing maniacally.
"Come on girly, get up and fight like a man!" Sebastian's laughter grew louder. He was so absorbed in what he was doing that he never registered the door flying open and the figure sprinting toward him. The next thing Sebastian knew, he was being pinned to the floor by someone much stronger than him.
"Get Kurt out of here!" the boy shouted. Kurt, who was barely conscious at this time, recognized the voice as belonging to Finn Hudson. How had he known where to find him?
A pair of strong hands slid easily under Kurt's arms and gently began to drag him out the door of the arena. Kurt's last fleeting sight before he lost consciousness completely was a blurry vision of Finn and what looked like Puck subduing Sebastian.
Kurt blinked his eyes open carefully and looked around, taking in his surroundings as his vision swam back into focus. He recognized the room as the hospital wing. And there was a very familiar boy sitting beside him, looking rather distraught.
"Blaine?" Kurt croaked out, voice raspy as he drew himself back to consciousness. The curly-haired boy snapped his head up and looked down at him. Kurt gazed back on Blaine, noting that the boy had been crying. "Hey; why the tears?" he asked, carefully reaching out a hand to grasp Blaine's. he found that suddenly, all his anger for the boy seemed to have evaporated.
"He hurt you. Oh my Merlin Kurt! He hurt you and it's all my fault." Kurt frowned and gently squeezed Blaine's, hand.
"Why is it your fault?" he asked.
Blaine just looked at him for a moment. "Because I broke up with him. I broke up with him because of you." He was quiet for a moment. "So he hurt you because you kept me from having sex with him."
Kurt just stared at him, not sure what to say but he knew that he did not blame Blaine for what Sebastian had done to him.
"Blaine look at me," he said and the boy sniffed and looked at him. Kurt let go of his hand and raised his own hand to cup Blaine's cheek. "This isn't your fault. You didn't tell him to hurt me. You didn't know that was what he would do," he told him gently, keeping his eyes locked on him. And then he said something that he never thought he would say. "While it's true I was extremely hurt by you and Sebastian, I never meant for you to break up with him because of me."
Blaine looked at him in surprise. "But you were miserable and we weren't friends and you kind of opened my eyes to something I was too blind to see. I guess I really wasn't aware of how much Sebastian hated you Kurt. I'm so oblivious." He shook his head.
"You're not oblivious Blaine," Kurt replied.
"Than what am I?"
"A teenage boy." Blaine looked at him and a small smile flickered across his face. "That's better." Kurt managed a smile back. "You still should have broken up with him because you wanted to, not because I wanted you too."
Blaine shook his head. "I did want to. I wanted to because I realized how everything with him was making you so unhappy and I hate seeing you unhappy Kurt, I always have." Kurt looked at him for a long moment. "I'm so sorry for everything."
Kurt drew a breath. "I forgive you." And he really did. The truth of the matter was that he hated being angry at Blaine. Most nights, he was really glad that Blaine was a year younger than he was because he often cried himself to sleep at night. "So, what happened to Sebastian?" he asked.
A kind of smirky look crossed Blaine's face. "Finn and Puck subdued him and had him carted off to the Headmaster. Figgins called in his Head of House, Professor Sylvester, and she got him to talk. He confessed to purposefully attacking you. It was Professor Sylvester who suggested it but Sebastian's had his Prefect badge and Hogsmeade visits revoked, though the latter is only for the duration of the year."
Kurt was surprised. He'd never expected that kind of action to be taken and he inwardly panicked, worried that his own Prefect duties might have been revoked.
Blaine must have seen his concern fore he reached out a hand and stroked Kurt's head. "Don't worry, you haven't been punished at all. You had no idea what he wanted. Sebastian did try to pin it on you and say that you had wanted it and you had called the fight but Finn and Puck hated witness that you were lying. You've been treated as a victim so you're off the hook." Kurt let out a breath of relief. Blaine seemed to remember something. "Oh!" he said, picking something up from the bedside table. "Here's your wand," he added, holding it up for Kurt to see.
"Thank you Blaine," Kurt replied with a soft smile.
"What are friends for?" Blaine said. Kurt giggled and just stared into the other boy's eyes. Yeah, those feelings were still there but he tried his best to squash them under. Blaine didn't need a new boyfriend this soon. He needed a best friend. And Kurt was all too happy to be that person.
A/N: So everything up until Finn's entrance in the fight between Kurt and Sebastian was handwritten first. Everything after that I made up as I typed it out. Anyway, the healing can now begin. Yeah? Maybe some Klaine along the way! Reviews make me smile! Happy reading!