Chapter 1 : The first day of school.
POV Kurt Hummel
11 am. King's cross' train station. Platform 9 ¾. Kurt was reading his ticket for the hundredth time. Why for God sake did he have to transfer ? Fortunately his uncle was there to show him the platform's entrance. Seriously nobody would put Hogwarts express departure in the middle of the muggle's London unless being completely nuts! He would have almost thought " These English are crazy." After reaching the platform Remus reminded him every recommendation he was given earlier and gave him some advice and then left. The teenager glanced at the clock : 10:45 am. For sure he wouldn't be late. He went into the train with his luggage and began to settle. He chose an empty compartment and put his stuffs in racks hung up there. When he was done he opened the window and listened. He could hear every type of voices possible. He stuck up with one of them without really realizing it.
"So slash face, happy with your holidays ?
-Why do you care Malfoy ?
-I was just wondering how many deatheaters you gave away. Of course you can see it doesn't involve me at all.
-I don't know why I should answer you then, since you're not involved.
-Draco ! Don't you dare star now ! You wouldn't want to wear you favorite toy away before playing with it properly, would you?
-You are right Santana. Let's find our compartment.
-By finding you obviously mean...
-Emptying it yes. Anyway Potty, where is miss-know-it all ?
-Right here Malfoy. Yes I know mudblood are never far. I am the king of the world etc etc... Let me warn you, you will not only not be able to wear one of those sweatshirt of yours but you won't also be able to put on your shoes.
-What ?
-Hermione I think I didn't get it.
-His ankles swell up and he has a big head Ronald. Get It from that cause I won't give another hint.
-I don't want to interrupt your oh-so-interesting conversation but I think we should go."
The voices went away and Kurt couldn't do anything but thinking : this is gonna be Fun.
POV Draco Malfoy
He parted from the Gryffindors and went into the train, hopping that he would find peace and quiet in the compartment Santana must have booked. Unluckily, he found the girl standing in the corridor, gawking.
"Santana?
-I can't believe it! Daring do this to me! Bastard!
-Could you give me an explanation?
-Our compartment is taken! I came in to let this idiot know that he must move his pretty ass out of here and he kicked ME out!"
The blond boy opened the door of his usual compartment and stared at the one who wouldn't obey to the Prince of Snakes. The teenager was about his age, rather tall, slim with light brown hair smartly undone and his pale blue eyes matching perfectly with his porcelain skin. Although his expression was smug, a disconcerting fragility emanated from the gorgeous boy.
"That's my compartment so you'd better take your stuffs and get out.
-It's pretty comfortable in here. I don't feel like moving, I guess you should go and find another place.
-I don't think you're aware of who I am...
-And honestly I don't give a fuck. You're tiring me now. Now OUT!"
Draco didn't see him do the slightest movement that he found himself out. This guy was going to be in trouble. Nobody mess with a Malfoy, in the name of Merlin's pants!
"What are we doing now?
-We go somewhere else. We will get our revenge at Hogwarts. He will understand his mistake.
-But...
-There is no 'But' Santana. I am not in the mood right now."
The blond boy carried on his way to kick some Slytherins out. He was already thinking of the punishment this boy was gonna receive. This year was beginning amazingly.
POV Harry Potter
The trio settled with Luna, Ginny and Neville. Since Lord Voldemort's fall, everybody wanted to see him, talk to him, befriend him... The young man couldn't stand it anymore ! And above it all Colin Crivey was after him. The girls were as bad as the annoying boy. They kept following him, drooling over him and flirting thinking that that's all Harry wanted to do now he had beaten You-know-who. They didn't even think that he could be gay. Which would have been quite useful. But since nobody seemed to consider the idea, he was given loads of chocolate and other bullshit. It's not that he didn't like chocolate but with 10kg a day he could say goodbye to his abs and that wouldn't do ! For now he was listening to Hermione telling Ron that the school year had begun in July for the ones who wanted to pass their HOWLS at the end of the year, Lune humming an odd nursery rhyme while reading the Quibbler and a few words from Ginny and Neville who were playing chess. Wizard version of course. As the debate between Ron and Hermione was becoming more extensive, as always, the dark haired boy saw Draco Malfoy and his group crossing the corridor. Why are they still standing those cretins ? Weren't they supposed to have their own compartment booked? He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even hear Hermione.
"HARRY ! Are you listening to me ?
-I'm sorry. What were you saying ?
-What do you think about it ?
-About what ?
-About the importance to work during the holidays.
-Humm... We have to work a little bit I guess... But definitely not during two whole months !
-HARRY ! How dare can you be so relaxed when it comes to your HOWLS ? It's only in nine months !
-You attract anima Hermione !
-I beg your pardon Luna ?
-Those little creatures are attracted by intelligence and mind."
The Ravenclow's comment was the beginning of a long silence. The debate didn't carry on after this unwillingly "break" and Harry went went back to his thoughts. The minutes passed and he ended up falling asleep.
POV Blaine Anderson
Blaine was watching his cousin, lost in his book. He let himself think that Blaise could have been sent to Ravenclaw because of the amount of books he read. However Blaine couldn't have. When he had put the sorting hat on his head, the first day of his first year, he already knew he didn't want to go to Slytherin. He already wanted to stand up to his parents. So he hoped with all his heart that the magical entity would send him to Gryffindor. Since this year he only went back to the Anderson's Manor for the summer holidays, during whose his father made him bitterly regret his choice. No actually he didn't regret it, he was proud to be at Gryffindor. But when Lord Voldemort fell, his aunt had welcomed him into her house, his parents having being arrested at the same time as most of the Dark Lord's followers. From this day he lived at the Zabinis who had nothing against him or against his house made of red and gold. They even accepted that their son went to Hufflepuff. The two cousins got along very well and Blaise was Blaine's only friend. The young man was quite shy that's why he didn't have any friends in his own house. Blaise looked up.
"You seem bored.
-I'm thinking.
-That's a first for a gryffindor!
-Don't say that in front of Hermione Granger. You would be lynched as soon as you're done.
-You're right. But she should have been sent to Ravenclaw whith such passion for learning and books."
Right after finshing his sentence, Blaise burried himself in the book again. As he glanced at the window, Blaine was wondering the same thing as every year: this year, eventually, was he going to make new friends? He also added "and find a boyfriend!". It wasn't that difficult to find out! When he closed his eyes to try to rest, emerald orbs appeared under his eyelids. He shook his head. It's been now four years that he was hoping. But since the Survivor's victory lots of things were now possible. Well that was what the gryffindor felt. He let himself hope stronger than ever that the one he has loved secretly for five years would realize he existed. And hopefully he would love him back. When Hogward appeared in the skyline, Blaine was still lost in his thoughts. But now he was back at home.
POV Kurt Hummel
Kurt had already put on his uniform when the towers of the famous castle stood outlined at the window. So that was Hogwarts. The school of magic that attend the darkest wizard that the world has ever known. This building was nothing special. It was a castle like every other one. When he got out of the train, the first thing he heard was a deep voice which belonged to a very tall and big man. Like a giant but smaller and with more hair.
"First years! Come this way please!"
Was he regarded as a first year? He had no idea. He decided to ask the giant so he would be sure.
"Excuse me. I have just transferred from Salem for my fifth year.
-Ah ! That's you! Well you come with me of course! Why would you escape the rule ?"
Kurt followed the half giant with the first years. He stood out with his blasé attitude among the amazed kids.
"Why aren't you with the others ?
-I'm new here.
-You certainly don't look like a first year.
-Who said I was ?
-What do you know about Hogwarts ?
-It doesn't look that big and it is not as magical as it is supposed to be. From where I am nevertheless."
He let the new kid by increasing his pace. A smirk appeared on his face when he realized the expression of the kid, dumbfound like an owl. If that was enough to do that, he was definitely going to have fun.
Kurt went upstairs and found himself in front of the professor McGonagall.
"Mister Hummel. You won't be sent in any house tonight. The headmaster will see you tomorrow morning at 8:00 am in his office. Someone will bring you there."
She slightly opened the door and pointed out a seat at the red and golden table where a place was set for him. At first he didn't even notice his neighbours.
"Hello. My name is Hermione Granger. Are you new ?
-Kurt Hummel. Yes. I come from Salem.
-You don't have a house yet, do you ?
-No. I have to meet the director tomorrow morning. How did you know?
-You don't wear any of the Hogwarts houses' colors and your tie and you haven't got any blazon. Do you know where Dumbledore's office is ?
-No, but somebody is supposed to get me."
Kurt stopped talking when he saw the two heavy wooden doors of the Great Hall flew open. The first years came in and the divided-up began. He wasn't paying attention at the sharing-out but rather on his neighbours. He found out that they were Ronald Weasley and Harry Potter. Once the first years were all sit at the right table enjoying the compagny of their own house, and once Dumbledore finished his speech, the meal began.
When bedtime arrived, professor McGonagall asked Kurt to follow her. She showed him where he was going to spend the night. The young man thanked her and watched her leave before going to bed. He felt asleep immediatly. The day after was going to be interesting.