Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or Harry Potter.
AN: thank you to my beta GennaWeasley for your help! Review please. This is set in the Prisoner of Azkaban too. I think the next chapter will be the last one set in POA and then we'll move on to the next book/movie. I know they are young in this so the most sexual thing I've put in are dates and kissing, nothing else.
Thank you to bornthiswayforever for your story alert!
Thank you so much to mairiina for making this one of your favorite stories!
Santana POV
"Britt, why do you want to do this?" I sighed.
"Because it's good for my grades and it'll be fun. Well that's what Hobbit said." Brittany said.
"Hobbit told you that? Don't listen to her!" I said annoyed.
"If she wants to join let her. We'll audition with you Britt!" Quinn promised.
"Don't encourage her!" I hissed at Q.
"Thanks Quinn!" Brittany smiled. "We can do Nicki Minaj! We're all great at rapping her songs."
"Yeah, when it's karaoke." I said stubbornly.
"Support your friend San. Look on the bright side! We'll make Hobbit look like a talent-less loser." Quinn said giving me that smirk she always gave me and Brittany when she was thinking about doing bitchy things. I loved that smirk because to me bitchy Q is fun. She's a pain in the freaking ass when she's all moral.
"Fine but you owe me B." I finally agreed. "And the song we're doing is Super Bass."
"Awesome!" Britt smiled enthusiastically. "We can dance sexy."
"In front of a teacher?" Quinn laughed.
"Yeah, Q! He's a guy. He'll be so turned on by me he'll throw money at me." I joked.
"Quit being a slut." Q laughed.
"We have to audition today and if you two are going to be as good as me we need to practice." Brittany said seriously.
"OK let's go to the Room of Requirement then." I said.
We found the room in our first year and from what we knew nobody else had a clue it existed. It was ours, and if any other bitch set foot in here I would whoop their ass.
We went to the room and practiced.
Kurt POV
We Gryffindors are in Transfiguration with the Ravenclaws. Ms McGonagall has let us choose our own seats today and I was late to class. There was only one seat left - and it was next to the most handsome boy I have ever seen and that is saying something.
I think he likes girls though. He was really friendly with some girl from Ravenclaw sitting in front of him. I tried to make small talk to find out more about him. He was so smart, he knew every answer Ms McGonagall asked for and he could do all the spells right.
"Hi, I'm Kurt Hummel."
"Anderson. Blaine Anderson."
Blaine. Such a perfect name. Then again he was the perfect guy. Oh my God I was blushing!
"How come I haven't seen you around before?" I asked him.
"I don't know. Did you transfer recently or something?"
"No. I've been here since first year. Well I nearly missed the Hogwarts Express so I am lucky to be here because otherwise I probably wouldn't ever get to go…" I rambled. He would think I was a freak…
"Really? Why?"
"My dad wouldn't let me go through the wall because he thought I'd break my face."
Why am I making an idiot of myself?
"Haha! I take it he's a muggle then?"
"Yes he is."
"Did your mom not tell him it was OK?"
"She's um, not alive anymore."
"Oh, sorry. I seriously didn't know -"
"Of course you didn't. It's fine, really. Y'know I'm having some difficulties with this particular subject…would you consider tutoring me?"
"Yeah, sure!"
He actually agreed!
"Thanks. So how about Sunday? After breakfast?" I asked.
"Definitely. I'll meet you outside the Great Hall, alright?"
"I'll see you there. Unless I see you before then because then I would have you know, seen you before Sunday."
Why do I embarrass myself all the time?
"Yeah…okay. I'll see you whenever then."
I could really kill myself sometimes. Seriously, I could. However I won't because I am meeting him on Sunday. It might not be a date, he might not be gay, but I was spending time with a god, a Greek god.
THIRD PERSON POV
The Glee club members were really excited. They were sitting in their chairs in the choir room and Mr. Schue was standing beside the piano. The reason they were excited was because beside Mr. Schue stood three gorgeous girls: Quinn Fabray, Santana Lopez and Brittany Pierce.
"Today Quinn, Santana and Brittany are auditioning for Glee! What song are you doing girls?" Mr. Schue asked. He was probably more happy than the current members.
"It's a surprise." Santana smirked as the three girls gave one another amused looks.
"OK, well do you have a CD with the music on it?" the teacher asked.
Santana handed him a CD. The three girls stood in the centre of the room in the right position to begin their dance and Mr. Schue played the music.
They started swaying their hips slowly and as the lyrics of the song approached they swayed faster until they were going at a rapid pace.
Quinn Santana Brittany All
Yeah
Quinn was flanked by Santana and Brittany as the dance got more complicated. The girls watching them were envious, knowing the weren't as good at dancing as the three cheerleaders.
This one is for the boys with the booming system
Top down, AC with the cooling system
When he come up in the club, he be blazin' up
Got stacks on deck like he savin' up
And he ill, he real, he might got a deal
He pop bottles and he got the right kind of bill
He cold, he dope, he might sell coke
He always in the air, but he never fly coach
He a motherfucking trip, trip, sailor of the ship, ship
When he make it drip, drip kiss him on the lip, lip
That's the kind of dude I was lookin' for
And yes you'll get slapped if you're lookin' hoe
Santana and Quinn switched places and Santana took over.
I said, excuse me, you're a hell of a guy
I mean my, my, my, my you're like pelican fly
I mean, you're so shy and I'm loving your tie
You're like slicker than the guy with the thing on his eye, oh
Yes I did, yes I did, somebody please tell him who the F I is
I am Santana Lopez, I mack them dudes up, back coupes up, and chuck the deuce up
Brittany and Santana swapped places. The dance became even harder as the Latina and blonde behind Brittany started doing flips and splits.
Boy you got my heartbeat runnin' away
Beating like a drum and it's coming your way
Can't you hear that boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah that's that super bass
Got that super bass boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah that's that super bass
(Boom) [x15]
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, he got that super bass
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, he got that super bass
Quinn swapped with Brittany and the girls shook their hips again and the dance became simpler.
This one is for the boys in the polos
Entrepreneur niggas & the moguls
He could ball with the crew, he could solo
But I think I like him better when he dolo
And I think I like him better with the fitted cap on
He ain't even gotta try to put the mac on
He just gotta give me that look, when he give me that look
Then the panties comin' off, off, uh
Excuse me, you're a hell of a guy you know I really got a thing for American guys
I mean, sigh, sickenin' eyes
I can tell that you're in touch with your feminine side
Yes I did, yes I did, somebody please tell him who the F I is
I am Quinn Fabray, I mack them dudes up, back coupes up, and chuck the deuce up
Boy you got my heartbeat runnin' away
Beating like a drum and it's coming your way
Can't you hear that boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah that's that super bass
Got that super bass boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah that's that super bass
(Boom) [x15]
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, he got that super bass
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, he got that super bass
The dance became slower and more smooth.
See I need you in my life for me to stay
No, no, no, no, no I know you'll stay
No, no, no, no, no don't go away
Boy you got my heartbeat runnin' away
Don't you hear that heartbeat comin' your way
Oh it be like, boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Can't you hear that boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, ba-a-ass
Boy you got my heartbeat runnin' away
Beating like a drum and it's coming your way
Can't you hear that boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah that's that super bass
Got that super bass boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, bass
Yeah that's that super bass
(Boom) [x15]
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, he got that super bass
Boom, badoom, boom, boom, badoom, boom, he got that super bass
Applause rang throughout the room as the three beauties finished.
"As the captain of this club I don't think you are suitable for this club. I'm sorry but you must leave now." Rachel stated being the only one who had failed to applaud the trio.
"You told Britt to audition Hobbit." Santana growled.
"Yes, but I didn't realize -"
"That you would see how good we were and thought that we would be great backup. Now you know that we kick ass and you're afraid we'll steal your spotlight! Isn't that right Manhands?" Quinn sneered cutting the short brunette off.
Rachel objected.
"Well that would be going a little bit far Quinn -"
"You guys are in!" Mercedes cheered along with the other members.
"Welcome to the club, girls." Mr. Schue confirmed.
Finn POV
It's Saturday at last. Everyone's been talking about going to Hogsmeade all week. Puck wouldn't stop going on about Quinn, Quinn this, Quinn that. I had planned to just hang out with Sam and Mike.
One of my problems? Rachel was trying to make me go with her. She said she had plenty of people to go with (I knew she only had Hermione Granger as a friend who was apparently doing something important in Hogsmeade with Ron Weasley, and nobody else could stand her) and I felt guilty. So I'm going to ask her to go around with me, maybe to Honeydukes or something.
I knew she'd be in the choir room. She almost lives there. One morning I left one of my books I needed for class there and when I went in to get it she was asleep on the floor with a microphone in her hand. When I woke her up she thought I was an angel…it was kinda scary when she tried to feel my wings though.
I walked into the choir room and she was there as I guessed.
"Hello there Finn! I see you have come to practice! Well done, it's about time some one apart from me showed some true commitment. I applaud you!" she clapped.
"Actually I came here to ask you something." I admitted. "I figured I'd find you here."
"Oh. Well if you thought you would find me here because you assume I am always here I shall inform you that tonight I did not sleep here -"
"Anyway Rachel, I was wondering if you wanted to go to Hogsmeade with me." I interrupted.
"Well this is very short notice Finn. I've made plans with my friends…"
"Who?"
"Um, Hermione." she lied.
"Hermione's going with Ron…"
"Oh! Well I suppose that clears my schedule then, so I accept your offer Finn. I can't help but ask; why did you think of me in particular?"
"You kept asking me remember?"
"Oh yes." she blushed. Her blush was actually cute.
"I'll meet you at the Hufflepuff common room okay?"
"Finn I don't know where that is."
"Oh yeah. Uh, I'll meet you at the quidditch pitch then?"
"Of course."
"See you there."
"Goodbye Finny!"
"What did you call me?" I asked confused if I heard her clearly.
"Finn obviously because that's obviously your name, I obviously didn't call you something I call you in my dreams when I fantasize about you!"
"Alright…bye…" I said puzzled as I left.
Quinn POV
Puck and I met up at Honeydukes.
"Do you want candy?" he offered.
"Sure, I'll take a chocolate frog." I replied.
"Well you can watch your figure all you want Barbie put Puckzilla doesn't get to come here every day so he's bringing some booty home!" Puck grinned clearing several shelves of sweets and junk into a big black bag.
I shook my head smiling at the way he could scoff food down.
He added my chocolate frog in and paid at the till.
"That's a lot of money to spend on junk food you know." I scolded jokingly.
"Well I eat like a pig all the time babe and I don't get fat so I ain't gonna stop now." Puck chuckled. "Hey, I got an idea!"
"And what's that?" I asked as they left the shop.
"Let's go to the Shrieking Shack!" he said excitedly.
"I'm sorry Puck, but do you want to die? That place is haunted!"
"So I've heard, so I've heard!" he said sarcastically. "It'll be fun. We'll just go inside for a few seconds to see what it's like then we'll leave."
"OK…but if you let me get killed I will personally haunt you!" I warned.
"Yeah yeah. Don't get your little panties in a twist…and Q, from what I've heard you can defend yourself pretty well. You could kill someone if they came near you so chill your sweet ass down."
I froze. "What do you mean?"
"Seamus came pissing himself to me last week. Something about you killing him. Fire. You know pretty well what I'm talking about."
"I don't know what you are on about. Seamus is an idiot who has no idea what he's talking about." I denied. Seamus was going to die…
"Ron said it too. I gotta say Seamus left me curious. So I squeezed it all out of Ginger Piss."
"Ginger Piss?" I laughed distracted.
"He's ginger and when he sees you he practically pisses himself. Ginger Piss." he explained as if it was obvious.
"So you're saying you know everything?" I demanded suddenly remembering I was supposed to be angry.
"Yeah, air, fire, water…all that stuff. By the way Q I don't usually says this to chicks but if I piss you off instead of burning me or suffocating me could you just smack me of something?"
"I already smack you when you annoy me." I pointed out as we walked towards the shack.
"Yeah but I was just making sure me knowing didn't change that."
"It won't unless you decide to spread the word. Then you die."
"Deal. Here we are!" he declared.
We stood in front of the old building. If I'm honest I was petrified.
"Lets' go in then." he said gesturing for me to go in front of him.
"No way! You first. You were the one who thought he was so brave and wanted to come here!" I reminded him.
"Fine Fabray, but I can't burn something when it comes at me!"
"You should have thought of that shouldn't you?" I snapped.
Slightly guilty that I snapped at him when he was clearly scared (not that he would say it), I slipped my hand into his and he gave it a squeeze. We walked in together.
The place was a dump. Cobwebs everywhere, furniture and floorboards broken. I could hear rats scurrying around in front of me. It was too dark to see very clearly.
"Lumos!" Puck whispered.
His wand lit up providing a light. Oh how I wish he didn't do that. A skull was rolling on the floor beside a giant rat! I screamed and jumped up on Puck's back so it couldn't get at me.
"If you're so terrified of a rat Fabray kill it!" Puck sighed amused.
Remembering I could actually do that I removed the air from the rodent's lungs causing it to drop dead. I breathed a sigh of relief and climbed down off of Puck's back.
This time it was Puck who held my hand. Surprisingly I found myself curious about the shack now.
"Hey, do you want to spilt up? I'll go upstairs and you can stay down here and look around." I suggested.
"I'll die without you to kill stuff Q!" he objected.
"Stun them with stupefy or kill them with avada kedavra!" I told him.
He gave me an agreeing look and I headed up the stairs. They weren't very stable I must say, although I had anticipated it hence why I told Puck to stay downstairs. If he fell through he would hurt himself but if I fell through I could elevate myself up before I fell.
I browsed through some rooms. Honestly I had no clue why they said this place was haunted. I couldn't help but wonder where the noises had always come from. I went into one room and I soon found out. And I certainly wished I hadn't.
Standing up in front of me staring at me was a big black thing. A very big black thing. It resembled a dog but seemed much more ferocious.
"P-Please…don't hurt me!" I begged.
Out of pure fear I dropped my wand. This was it. I was going to die. I was too terrified to do anything, burn, drown, suffocate…I was doomed.
Instead of attacking me like I had feared the beast went for my wand…and…was it casting a spell?
Suddenly the beast transformed into a man…an oh so familiar man. Sirius fucking Black. He was going to kill me and I knew it. He thought I was a pure-blood fanatic. My family knew he wasn't meant to be in Azkaban, they told me how he wasn't a Slytherin, how he went against their wishes of him being a follower of the Dark Lord.
"Please…Sirius…have mercy…" I wept. I could hardly breathe as I looked at the mess of a man. Azkaban ruined him.
"What are you on about?" he asked staring at me. Was he going to play mind games, torture me mentally before physically?
"Just do it. Fast." I breathed. I prayed he would get it over with, let it be quick.
"Do what?" he asked seeming baffled. Please God just let him kill me and be done with it…
"Kill me." I cried.
"I'm not going to kill you." he said.
"Please don't t-torture me…" I sobbed.
"Ssh, your little boyfriend is downstairs. Quinn I am not going to harm you, I promise. Remus - I mean professor Lupin has told me about you. Gryffindor? Same here, I'm sure you are aware of. I doubt you really want to be a follower of the Dark Lord do you? Lupin's told me so much about you. Not to be rude but it seems like you are going to turn out just like me and all the disowned Blacks…" he said grinning slightly. Was he being nice to me?
"I don't know what you mean. Of course I do." I stated regaining my composure.
"A true follower of the Dark Lord is not a Gryffindor. A true follower does not be friendly to anyone whereas you Quinn are according to Remus - I mean professor Lupin, you are a bitch to everyone but you have friends, and to those friends you are sweet and kind. Don't tell me I'm wrong Quinn. I've seen you with that boy downstairs, the one with the absurd haircut. Holding hands, joking, genuinely laughing over something that isn't the suffering of others. I've been following you all day. When I heard him talk to you about coming here I came. This is actually me current home. Delightful isn't it?"
"Why are you talking to me?" I demanded. I knew everything he said had truth to it. Truth I resented.
"Well Quinn I need your help. I need to break into Hogwarts and Rem - professor Lupin can't risk going to Azkaban and being fired. You however are a rich little girl who if caught will claim I cursed you to do what I commanded you to do and have a wealthy family to back you up."
"Why do you want to get into Hogwarts? I know it's not Harry."
"Peter Pettigrew. He's there he is, disguised as Weasley's rat."
"Scabbers? That little moron of a rat is what you're after? You can't be serious. I could kill him with a rat trap." I said rudely.
"Well I haven't been close enough to get that opportunity." he said simply. "Before the boy with the fur patch on his head comes looking I'm going to tell you what I need you to do. Keep everyone away from the cave behind the Whomping Willow. This shack leads to it and it's how I plan to enter the castle."
"How do I know you won't just come in and kill me?" I inquired.
"We disowned ones must stick together Quinn."
"I'm not disowned!"
"But you will be."
"Whatever. I'll do what you asked. But a word of warning. If I hear any crap about you like you tried to kill anyone but the rat, I will come in here and burn you because quite frankly after this little conversation I'm not so scared of you." I warned fiercely.
"Understandable."
I left to go back down to Puck hoping he hadn't left. I had this feeling and I didn't like it. For some weird reason I felt good about meeting Sirius, even if I nearly had a heart attack when I first saw him. He was someone I could relate to. He was right; I was going down the same path as him. If it was inevitable, I had to at least try to prevent it. But that didn't mean I was going to change, no. I'd simply do more to please my parents. Easy.
"Quinn?" I heard Puck call anxiously.
"I'm coming!" I called as I descended the stairs.
"You OK?" he said staring me up and down.
"Great. What about you? Did you survive without me?" I laughed.
"Course I did. The Puckerone doesn't need some chick to protect him!" he scoffed.
I rolled my eyes as we left. Typical Puck.
We held hands as we left.
"Why do I have a feeling that somebody's watching us?" I whispered.
I looked around us to make sure I wasn't right but all I saw was our footprints in the snow.
"Because you're paranoid, babe." he smirked.
I'd never admit it but I loved it when he called me that. We stopped walking. He bent his head down slightly and I turned my head up, looking into one another's eyes. He had really nice eyes…
He leaned in and kissed me on the lips and I kissed him back. I wasn't surprised when he slid his tongue into my mouth so I let him. His hands were around my waist and my hands were around his neck.
Best kiss of my life.
Rachel POV
I couldn't believe I was here with Finn Hudson! I could believe I was in Hogsmeade clearly, but with Finn Hudson!
I must say his taste in shops was much different to mine. I say 'taste' specifically because we must have spent two hours in Honeydukes because he was purchasing tons of candy, so much that it could not be healthy. When I voiced this opinion of mine he said:
"It's fine Rach, I eat this all the time."
Whilst I was delighted that I had been given a nickname, how did his statement make the issue better? It was worse, much worse! What if y future husband became morbidly obese? We would look awful in our wedding photos, and of course with the paparazzi there I would never live it down.
"Maybe we should go somewhere else?" I suggested.
"Yeah! I really wanna go to Zonko's." Finn agreed giddily.
He paid for his junk and we left passing Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop. Through the window I could see Santana Lopez and Matt Rutherford, Quinn Fabray and Noah Puckerman, Tina and Artie…even Luna was there with a boy on a date and I was stuck going to all the stupid stores. Still, time spent with Finn is scarce and precious and I won't take it for granted.
"Look Rachel, farting gas in on special offer!" Finn squealed.
Yes, he squealed at farting gas. This is romantic…
Kurt POV
"Cedes, I need to find a haridresser! Something very important is going to happen tomorrow and my hair is a disaster, Cedes, a disaster." I yelled.
I was becoming so frustrated. I hadn't been to this village before, only to a small hairdresser's beside the Shrieking Shack, and even then I had used a portkey there and back, not entering the actual village itself. He thinks he was also there after he got off the Hogwarts Express but he couldn't be sure.
"Calm your little white ass down Kurt. We'll ask someone if they know a good salon." Mercedes sighed, her patience visibly wearing thin with my whining.
She turned her head to a certain blonde girl leaving Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop with a boy, a boy who threw me into dumpsters and insulted my designer purses - Noah Puckerman. I glared at him now even though he didn't notice me.
"Hey Quinn!" Mercedes called.
"What are you doing?" I hissed.
Those two were not the kind of people I would consider helpful towards me, even of Quinn was in Glee club. She was a bitch in Glee club, as were her two sidekicks Satan and Brainless.
"Getting help. Have you seen Quinn's hair? It's practically royalty of the hair world!" Mercedes told me enthusiastically.
The head which was home to the royal hair turned towards us as we approached.
"Yes?" Quinn said in her usual HBIC voice. I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me want to run away. Maybe I wanted to run away because Puckerman was waiting to make a wisecrack and embarrass me.
"We were wondering if you knew a good hairdressing salon around here? Kurt needs one." Mercedes asked.
Puckerman opened his mouth to make a joke about me but before the words could leave his mouth Quinn stomped on his foot - hard - not breaking eye contact with Mercedes. Puck yelled and swore grabbing his sore foot.
"What the fuck Q?" he panted grimacing.
Quinn ignored him. "Yes Mercedes I do know a salon. In front of Honeydukes. Me and my sister go there all the time. It's really cheap but you have to be really specific."
"Thanks Quinn. Come on Kurt." Mercedes thanked leading me away in the directions Quinn gave us.
I glanced back and saw Quinn giving out to Puck who was glaring at me clearly blaming me for the girl's anger. When she kissed him on the cheek however his attention focused on her and well, her lips.
"Here we are Kurt." Mercedes announced.
"If this place ruins my hair I will burn it down…" I said.
"It won't. Why are you so moody today Kurt?" Mercedes scowled.
"Promise you won't laugh?" I blushed.
"I promise." she assured me.
"You know the way I keep saying I have something important on tomorrow?" I said uncertainly.
"Yeah…go on…" she encouraged.
"Well I'm getting tutored by a boy called Blaine Anderson. I'm not sure if he's gay but I really like him -"
"Wait, Blaine Anderson?"
"Yes, that is his name. Beautiful, isn't it?" I sighed dreamily.
"Kurt!" Mercedes squealed. "He's gay!"
"Really? How do you know?"
"He's always checking guys' asses out. Plus Rachel told me she overheard him talking to a friend of his about it in the Ravenclaw common room." she revealed.
"Seriously?" I smiled widely.
"Yes, seriously." she confirmed.
Was there a chance I could have a potential future boyfriend on my hands?
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