Author Note: I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter and here the next one!

Harry (PoV)

The group of kids laughed uneasily. I had been called down to the school to go over some last minute things and was told to feel free to look around. I overheard the glee club talking about me and couldn't resist butting in, especially after that all too perfect comment.

"Ah yes, I apologize Mr. Potter, I was going to explain to them that everything flying around were rumors and shouldn't change their opinion of you, since they had never met you. I had a point to all that pointless gossip." He rambled on awkwardly so I politely put up my hand to stop him.

"I understand completely Mr. Schuester. New kids do tend to cause quite a stir." He gave me an uneasy smile before directing my attention to the rest of the group.

"Well since I made my introduction, why don't the rest of you do the same? Come up here and tell Harry your name and something about yourself."

"How about to make this interesting for everybody," Harry added, "I'll even tell them something about myself."

"Sounds good, Finn you want to go first?" the teacher continued. A freakishly tall kid got up and approached me.

"Hey, I'm Finn Hudson." He shook my hand with confidence, "And I'm the football team's quarterback."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Finn." I responded with a smile, "Although I have never played your version of football, I am a fan of sports." I added before addressing the nice looking blonde guy behind him.

"Hi, I'm Sam Evans, and I'm also on the football team. So did you move here from London or something?" He offered his hand to me which I shook enthusiastically.

"Nice to meet you Sam and I lived in a placed called Surrey." He nodded his acknowledgement and sat back down. Next up was Artie, and then Quinn, Santana, Lauren, Puck, Mike, Tina, and Mercedes. I was having fun learning about all the diversity in this one club.

"Hello Harry, I'm Rachel Berry." I extended my hand and she shook it enthusiastically. "I'm the female lead vocalist, and I just want to say I hope you join glee club."

"Hello Rachel," I replied while pulling my hand away from her, "You know, you remind me a lot of my one friend Lavender Brown." She smiled brightly and moved on. There were only two kids left and not a lot of time. The next one was the blonde girl who said I was a wizard.

"Hey Harry, I'm Brittany." I shook her hand.

"I was waiting to meet you Brittany. You're the girl who said I was a wizard."

"I was just repeating what I heard. But is it true?" I nodded my head, her jaw dropped and she gasped.

"You want to see me do a magic trick?"

"Yes!" she cheered and I pulled out a pack of cards and started performing some card tricks. Unfortunately we ran out of time and Mr. Schuester dismissed everyone. I followed them outside and started on my walk home disappointed that I didn't find out who that good looking boy was. Man did he have an eye for fashion.

"Hey Harry." An unrecognizable voice called after me. I turned around, becoming face to face with the man I had been thinking about. "You know that wasn't very nice," he continued, "Brittany may be simple, but she is still a nice person."

"Ah yes, she did seem a few straws short of a broomstick." I agreed.

"What?" he looked at me with a baffled expression, but seemed to shrug it off and kept talking. "Anyway, next time you see her will you please tell her that you're not a wizard. The last thing she needs to believe is that you can do magic."

"Ah but then I would be lying to her." I explained with a smirk.

"You know what. If you're going to be an arrogant dick, then fine by me." He scoffed before storming away from me.

"Goodbye Kurt!" I called after him. He spared me a glance back, his mouth agape before he continued to his car. I just shook my head in laughter before apparating away.

Kurt (PoV)

It was the next morning and I was running late. Of course today would be the day we had no hot water. I got to school looking like a hot mess, but luckily still looked good. I hadn't even made it halfway across the parking lot, when I was flanked by the football team.

"Come on guys, I went dumpster diving last time." I whined as they grabbed my arms and carried me over to the dumpster.

"This is what you get faggot!" One of them shouted.

"Uhm. I don't know about here, but in England it is definitely inappropriate to throw anybody into a rubbish bin." Harry commented from where he magically appeared behind the jocks. He stood their wearing a deep red shirt and a pair of jeans, while drinking from a thermos.

"Leave us alone, we got work to do." Karofsky grunted, while shoving him backwards. "You see Brit; this is what happens to fags in America." Dave and Azimo each grabbed me and made to toss me into the dumpster.

"I have no idea what any of this has to do with cigarettes." Everyone looked at him as if he had an extra head. "Oh I get it now; you were referring to the derogatory nickname given to homosexuals."

"Yeah whatever, now back off so I can throw his pansy ass into the dumpster." Harry took a sip of his drink before commenting back. I also noticed as Rachel, Mercades, and Tina ran over towards the dumpster I was doomed to get shoved in.

"Well I think you should be the one to back off." The girls had caught up and simply stared at all of us. "If anybody should get tossed into the dumpster this morning, it should be you. I mean honestly you have got to be the biggest hypocrite I have ever seen." He added smugly.

"What the hell did you just call me?" Karofsky snapped.

"And apparently you have the intelligence level of a rock." Karofsky dropped my feet and stalked over to Harry.

"You want to insult me again!"

"Scratch that, I didn't mean to insult rocks."

"Just because you're from Europe." Karofsky began.

"Wow I'm impressed you actually know geography." Harry mumbled under his breath.

"Doesn't mean you're better than us!" Dave continued ignoring Harry's side comment. "Go ahead," he urged, "I dare you." Harry nodded, and then took another sip out of his thermos before handing it to Rachel. He took a confident step forward so he was right in Dave's face.

"You sir, are an ignorant, bigot who uses his enormous size to intimidate all those around him. You think you're surrounded by friends but you don't realize how bad they dis you behind your back. You also care too much about what other's think about you. Otherwise you wouldn't use Kurt's obvious sexuality as a means to cover up the truth." Harry stated, "You are a complete moron if you think you can hide in the closet forever."

"Are you calling me gay?" Karofsky rebutted, he clenched his fist and brought it closer to Harry's face.

"Dave?" Azimo questioned his friend's sanity with that one word.

"Yes I do believe I am."

"I AM NOT FUCKING GAY!" he roared while slamming his fist into Harry's face. Harry fell to the ground from the impact, but quickly stood back up and dusted himself off. Blood was oozing from his nose.

"The lady doth protest too much methinks." The British boy quoted before turning back towards Dave. "Nice punch, I'll give you that. However, I have a policy, the first hits free, but every after that you have to pay for."

"Come on Azimo; let's get this fag in the trash before we're late to class." Dave motioned for his friend to grab Kurt again.

"No!" Rachel cried out in rage.

"Hey closet case." Harry scoffed.

"I told you I'm not gay!" he sneered back.

"Then why do you hate gays so much?" he arched an eyebrow and had a cocky look on his face. The blood had soaked into his t-shirt by now.

"They disgust me! He disgusts me." Karofsky pointed at me as he said that. "He walks around school looking like a freak, wearing women's clothing. I don't need all that shit in my face. If he wants to be a fucking fairy, that's fine with me! Just do it somewhere else." He explained with hatred and jealousy in his eyes.

"You're just so jealous that he has the balls to walk around, comfortable in his own skin, while you have to hide behind a Letterman's jacket."

"I'm going to beat the shit out of you!" he growled while aiming his fist at Harry's face once more, but this time Harry caught it in his hand and twisted his arm backwards. Karofsky howled in pain. Harry wasted no time and soon had Dave down on the ground begging for mercy.

"I told you that it would cost you. Now from this day on, David, if I ever see you even look at Kurt wrong I am going to hurt you in so many way's you didn't think we're possible." Dave let out a whine of pain. "Do I make myself clear?" Karofsky nodded his head yes. "I said do I make myself clear!"

"Yes!" The bully cried out. Harry finally let him go. The football players didn't waste any time before they ran away, into the safety of the school. I picked up my belongings and joined my best friends who stood there staring at Harry like he was some sort of God. Harry pulled his thermos out of Rachel's hand and took a tentative sip.

"Bloody hell." Harry cursed, while examining his reflection on the shiny exterior of his thermos. With a slight shrug he nodded his head at us before strutting towards the school.

"What the hell just happened?" Mercades questioned uncertainly as if awakened from a trance.

"I think the new boy just saved your ass." Tina replied while nudging my side playfully.

"Bloody hell is right." I sighed while leading the three into the building.