A/N: Dedicated to 27quill, who inspired me (unintentionally) through his/her review (from… a million years ago)!

This Intermission occurs where the Death Eaters now know that Harry Potter is hiding somewhere in the state of Ohio around the Lima-Westerville area. Blaine is still at Dalton, and Kurt still doesn't know about him being Harry Potter. This is a stand-alone one-shot in the Abluvion universe.

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Lucius Malfoy, Owner of GAP

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It was supposed to be an outing for the three gay guys of the Warblers. Just Jeff, Kurt, and Blaine hanging out in the mall. No drama, no hassle.

Everything would have been fine if Nick hadn't gotten a new girlfriend yesterday. Then Jeff wouldn't have been upset, and Kurt wouldn't have been trying to cheer him up, and Blaine wouldn't be at the mall. But since Jeff was upset, and Kurt was trying to cheer him up, Blaine was here. At the mall. Where, little did he know, trouble awaited.

"What about that guy over there?" Kurt asked, pointing at a guy working at the Burger King's food stand. "He's cute. Brunette too, which you like, right?"

"He's too tall." Jeff grumbled after giving the man a glance. "He would tower over me and it would make me feel like a girl."

"Okay then," Kurt said without breaking his stride, "what about that guy? He's a nice height, Asian, and he dresses well!"

"You can tell he smokes. He has a lighter hanging out his back pocket." Jeff said morosely.

Kurt's smile was slowly becoming more strained. "Well what about that guy? The one getting the tattoo!"

Jeff looked at Kurt incredulously. "That guy is getting a tattoo of Sue Sylvester. On his butt."

"He is?" Kurt asked curiously, leaning his head to look closer at the man. He pulled away quickly, his face turning pale. "Oh my Gaga, I think I'm going to be sick."

"How about we give this whole 'guy watching' thing a break, huh?" Blaine cut in smoothly. He pulled Kurt away from the tattoo parlor, avidly ignoring his urge to look inside the parlor as well.

"No, it's our duty to cheer Jeff up." Kurt said determinedly. "And if that means sometimes seeing something we really, really would rather not have seen, then so be it."

"You're such a good friend." Jeff said with a sigh. "But I don't think any amount of guy watching is going to help me get over Nick."

"It will." Kurt said resolutely. "It just takes a bit of time. See how about that guy? The one folding shirts in the GAP?"

Jeff glanced up halfheartedly, and then froze. He coughed, trying to cover up his reaction. "He's… alright."

"Alright is good." Kurt said brightly. "Okay, to the GAP it is. Come on!" He grabbed Jeff and Blaine's wrists and dragged them into the store. There, they stood half hidden behind a rack of jackets, pretending to browse.

"Good bone structure," Kurt observed, flipping through the shirts next. He pulled one out, though his eye remained on the GAP employee. "Although that hair really has to be styled."

"It's not that bad," Jeff protested, shuffling through the merchandise as well. "I think it draws attention to his eyes."

"He does have nice eyes," Kurt agreed. He held out a shirt against Blaine's chest. "This would look good on you."

"We're not actually here to shop," Blaine reminded him.

"I know," Kurt said, taking another shirt off the rack, "but we have to pretend like we're shopping otherwise he might get freaked out."

"Fine…" Blaine said with a sigh as he began to browse the pants section. He gradually wandered away from Kurt and Jeff, but he could still hear them whispering sometimes.

Briefly, he wondered if he should buy something for Everett, whose birthday was coming up. His train of thought was abruptly cut off when Kurt and Jeff burst into giggles. He wandered back to them, looking towards the cute GAP guy as they were. He froze. Wait, was that? Oh Merlin, that really was him! Lucius Malfoy was right there talking to what seemed to be the manager of the store. And they were standing right next to the GAP guy that Kurt and Jeff were checking out!

"Guys, get down!" Blaine said, pulling Kurt and Jeff behind a rack of clothes. They shouted in protest as Blaine wrestled them down.

"Blaine, what's wrong?" Kurt asked quietly. Blaine shushed him, peeking out from behind the rack to observe the two men talking.

"We can't let him see us." Blaine whispered, pointing to the Malfoy.

"Why?" Jeff asked.

"He's…" Blaine hesitated, "He's just a bad man, alright? He has a personal vendetta against me and… Just trust me on this. We cannot let him find us. It would be… bad news."

"Alright…" Kurt said slowly. "So what do you want us to do?"

"We need to find out why he's here…" Blaine said, biting his lip. "If one of us could just get close enough to hear what they're saying."

"I have an idea," Kurt said. "Do you think he would hurt random strangers in public?"

Blaine looked around at the moderately crowded store. "No, probably not. Why?"

"Because," Kurt said straightening up. "He won't recognize Jeff or me. As long as you stay hidden, everything should be fine, right?"

"I mean… hypothetically." Blaine conceded. "But I don't know… I don't want you guys getting close to him, just in case."

Kurt ignored him, whispering something into Jeff's ear. Jeff nodded, giving his consent to Kurt's plan. They both stood up, casually looking around the store.

"Blaine, trust us." Kurt said quietly. "I am a master at spying, and Jeff here has years of magazine tips for picking up guys."

"What does that have to do with anything?" Blaine hissed.

But the time for conversation was over, and with a meaningful glance, Jeff and Kurt casually strode over to where the Malfoy was standing. Kurt went to the rack almost directly next to where Malfoy was standing, while Jeff went over to the GAP guy.

Blaine could see Jeff slyly looking at the GAP guy, introducing himself. Kurt intently looked at the shirts on the rack, acting as if he was truly intending on buying it. Blaine laughed quietly to himself as Jeff trailed a finger up the GAP guy's chest. Malfoy looked at the two of them, disgusted, and quickly finished up his conversation with the manager.

Kurt looked up, meeting Blaine's eyes as Malfoy swept out of the store. Jeff, too, ended his conversation and casually strode back to where Blaine was hiding.

"I think he owns this store." Kurt told Blaine softly, his eyes fixated on the mannequin in front of him, as if he was checking out the clothes on display. "He was talking about how the workers need to get out of the store and scope around the area more. They're probably just checking out the competition, I guess. Although they don't really have to bother because really, who would buy from GAP?"

"Hey there," Jeff said, grinning, "I like the GAP."

"No you don't," Kurt said, rolling his eyes. "You like that guy you were flirting with. Jeremiah, was it?"

"Yeah," Jeff said with a dreamy sigh. "He's an older guy, Kurt. Like, almost illegally older."

"It's not almost illegal for you two to do stuff together," Kurt said wryly, "it is illegal. He's 21, Jeff!"

"You are really good at this spying stuff, aren't you?" Blaine asked, smiling. "Been practicing since the last time you came to spy on the Warblers? Anyways, thanks for doing that, you guys. Is he gone now?"

"No, he's talking to Jeremiah now." Kurt said, laughing at the lovelorn expression Jeff's face. "Okay, now he's leaving. Yeah, he's gone now."

"He spoke to the GAP guy?" Blaine hissed. Shoot, that Jeremiah guy must be a pretty high ranking Death Eater then… and really? Was Malfoy seriously trying to find him by buying the GAP and having his Death Eaters pose as employees so they could search the town? Really?

Well in any case, he had to get them out of the store. Blaine looked up from his crouching position, and whispered to Jeff and Kurt. "Come on, we have to get out of here. And the workers in this store cannot be allowed to see me, okay?"

"Do you want me to flirt with Jeremiah again?" Jeff asked hopefully. "You know, to distract him."

"No, Jeff." Kurt said, "No flirting with potentially evil guys. Now stand up, Blaine, and come here. Stand between Jeff and I, and pretend to whisper in my ear."

Blaine pressed himself close to Kurt's side, clasping their hands together as if they were dating. He bent down close to Kurt's ear and moved his mouth as if he were whispering sweet nothings to his boyfriend. Jeff positioned himself so nobody could see Blaine's face, all the while looking around to make sure no one was watching them. The three began to walk out the store in that manner, tersely passing the GAP employees until they were out of the store.

"Okay, thanks Kurt." Blaine said once they were clear, taking a step back. Kurt made a sound—as if he was disappointed, or something—but allowed Blaine to let go of his hand.

"So are you going to explain what just happened, Blaine?" Kurt asked patiently.

"I can't…" Blaine said. "It's not really my secret to tell."

"Alright," Kurt said, backing off reluctantly. "Fair enough. You have your secrets and I have mine. Although we will be talking about this some time in the future."

Jeff wasn't listening to them. Instead, he was peeking back into the GAP through the display window. "Do you think Jeremiah would be interested in going out for coffee?" Jeff asked them eagerly.

"Jeff, seriously," Blaine said with a laugh, "don't even start. I don't really know the guy, but already I can tell you that Jeremiah is someone you don't want to get involved with. When he's hanging with someone like Malfoy…"

Jeff sighed. "I guess you're right. He's probably evil too, huh?"

"And he's much too old for you," Kurt chimed in. "Besides, he's not that good-looking, right Blaine?"

"Well, I wouldn't go that far…" Blaine teased. Kurt made a face, making Blaine amend his statement. "Alright, fine Kurt, you're much better looking than Jeremiah, and I would never in my life be interested in him. Is that better?"

Kurt smiled smugly. "Yes, much."

Blaine laughed, and pulled his friends towards the food court. "Come on, lunch time. Can you grab a table while I go to the restroom?"

"Yeah sure," Kurt said. "Call me if you can't find us."

"Thanks," Blaine said with a nod. He quickly strode towards the bathroom, pulling out his cell phone. Because, seriously, he had to get home. Dumbledore would probably want to hear about Voldemort's latest plan, ridiculous as it sounded. Really, Death Eaters in the GAP? Who knew?

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A/N: I had this half-written for a few months now. I'm happy that I got it finished! I think I had 7 one-shots planned for the Intermission Series. We'll see if I even remember what my ideas were!

This was a response to the "Should the Jeremiah scene be in Abluvion?" question that I posed eons ago. I think he makes an excellent evil Death Eater, don't you?