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So this is a Harry/SLASH crossover series of one shots.

WARNING: SLASH. Go back now if you don't like it. Not beta'd.

These are the crossovers I'm willing to do. I may have forgotten one or two or three and if you know I'll write them, you can go ahead and send me a message. But remember, just because I read some of the fics, doesn't mean I can write them as well.

Angel/Bones/BTVS/Charmed/Criminal Minds/CSI: Las Vegas/ CSI: Miami/Ghost Whisperer/Glee/House/The Mentalist/Merlin (BBC)/Mortal Instruments/Sherlock (BBC)/ Supernatural/Twilight

Just send me a message with a pairing and a prompt.

samuraicookie wants - Harry/Kurt from Glee

Harry should have seen the signs for what they were. He was stupid not to notice the blushes or the inappropriate and lingering touches for what they really signified. Admittedly, he enjoyed the extra interaction. And when he was given a new tie, green to match his eyes apparently, some sort of alarm bell should have rung inside his brain. But it didn't and Harry, after initially trying to not accept the gift before finally giving in and wore it to work the next day, didn't see effect it had on the one who gave it to him did. He had noticed the lighter mood, but then again, Kurt Hummel always seemed to be happy.

The young glee club member had been actually more... familiar with Harry over the course of the past few weeks. But Harry was pleased by the warm attention. Thinking of...

"Hey, Mr Potter!" Kurt greeted with a wide smile.

"Hello, Kurt." Harry grinned from his seat. "What are you doing here, it's lunch, isn't it?"

"Yes, but then I saw you eating here, and I wondered if you'd want any company?"

Harry looked down at his lunch sitting on his desk, then back up to his student. The hope within the expressive eyes of the teenager swayed Harry into nodding his head.

"Sure, come grab a seat." Harry waved vaguely to one of the stools that littered the classroom.

"Thank you." Kurt snagged one and delicately sat down on it. "I actually wanted to speak to you about something, actually."

"Oh, yes?" Harry queried, setting his sandwich aside. "Is it something to do with your lessons?"

"No." Kurt smiled nervously. "It's a little more personal."

"I see." Harry straightened up. "I thought Miss Pillsbury was one to handle personal, er, things."

"It's not something I want her to know." Kurt shifted and crossed his legs.

"Well, then," Harry smiled at Kurt in an attempt to reassure him. "What is it?"

Kurt took a deep breath and stood up, leaving Harry to watch him with bemusement as he made his way round Harry's desk until he hovered over the wizard. For a moment they stared at one another, one confused, the other indecisive. Then, with what Harry thought was a muttered 'Now or never', Kurt leaned forward and ducked his head down, pressing his mouth against Harry's.

Harry couldn't hold back a gasp of surprise when a pair of lips found themselves on his. Mind going temporarily blank, Harry remained unresponsive for a second until an inexperienced tongue darted out to touch his mouth. That snapped Harry back into focus.

"Kurt! What-?" Harry pushed the boy away and jumped to his feet.

The young junior looked hurt by Harry's rejection.

"What were you thinking?" Harry demanded, eyes going to the empty hallway, partially seen by the mercifully closed door.

"I am in love with you." Kurt whispered as an explanation. "I just thought..."

"Kurt, you don't love me." Harry ran a shaky hand through his hair, trying to get his thoughts back in order. "It's just a phase."

"No! No, it's not." Kurt vehemently shook his head. "I know it's not. I tried not to think about you, and tried to distract myself with other things, mainly New Directions and shopping." Kurt stared up at Harry beseechingly. "But I know what I feel. It's like what I used to feel for Finn, only stronger."

Harry bit his lip nervously, trying to keep his distance from his student.

"I know I'm young and that-"

"Kurt, I'm a teacher, and you are my student." Harry cut the Soprano off.

"I don't care about that!" Kurt cried. "I only have a year left, anyway."

"You're-"

"I'm Seventeen now," Kurt added over his teacher. He walked up to Harry, forcing the man back against the writing board. "And I know that you feel the same for me too. I can see it." Kurt said quietly.

"It's not right." Harry tried again, wincing as the words sounded feeble, even to his own ears.

Kurt, as if sensing Harry's crumbling resistance, moved closer until their bodies touched. Harry sucked in a breath when tentative hands moved to wind round his neck. Hesitantly Harry dropped his own hands to Kurt's waist.

"Harry," Kurt said boldly, tilting his head back. "I know that I'm a student, and that you are my teacher, but I don't care. We love each other, and that's all that matters. " Suddenly Kurt looked insecure. "If you feel the same."

"You need not worry about that." Harry assured with a defeated sigh. "I admit that one or two... inapropriate thoughts have crossed my mind."

Kurt beamed up at him, and Harry couldn't help but smile back.

Now I'm off to watch 'The Mentalist'. Ta-ta. Also I edited Harry/Lucifer, apparently I didn't save properly, that was why there were dots (...) in part of the one shot.