Author Note: Here we go again! Another chapter! Now this is the last one I have already written. The following chapters may take a little longer then these one did. Sorry for the inconvenience. Please Review and Read, switch that, Read and Review!

Chapter 5

Harry (PoV)

I was drenched, soaked down to the bone. I just didn't have any motivation to leave. I sat there staring at all the tombstones around me, practically begging to join them.

"Harry." Kurt's voice broke through my thoughts.

"What are you doing here?" I growled.

"I came to apologize, I went to your house but you weren't home." He began to explain but I cut him off.

"So you went out looking for me, well you found me and I'm fine." I barked.

"Listen Harry, I didn't come here looking for you, and you are not fine!" he snapped back.

"Then why the hell are you standing in a cemetery in the pouring rain."

"I'm here to visit my mother." He glared at me and then kept walking. I got up and followed him.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Kurt plopped down on a bench across from a headstone reading HUMMEL.

"Of course you didn't. I never told you." I joined him on the bench and we sat in silence for a while.

"Both my parents are dead." I whispered hoping that he wouldn't hear me.

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Yeah, they were murdered when I was one years old." I added. Kurt didn't reply, I don't think he knew how to. "I lived with my Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia, and Cousin Dudley as their slave; cooking, cleaning, and gardening. They forced me to live in a bloody cupboard under the stairs; they would lock me in it at night." Kurt's hand covered mine and our fingers intertwined. "I know you hardly know me, but I just want you to understand something. Hope can save people, even when it's false." I heard Kurt sigh.

"I was going to apologize. I didn't mean what I said, and now I do understand. I'm sorry." I felt Kurt shiver against me.

"It's okay Kurt, I forgive you, but right now we got to warm you up."

"I'm fine, you're probably worse of then me. Although you're hands are nice and warm."

"Come on Kurt, let's get you home." We hurried back to Kurt's car and jumped in the front seats. He tried starting it several times before cursing their luck, a dead battery.

"Why tonight of all nights! Baby, why?" He cursed his car. I silently cast a warming charm on myself and pulled Kurt into my lap.

"Stay close, I need to keep you warm." Kurt nodded and pulled out his phone to call his dad.

"Hey Dad, don't freak out but, a friend and I are at the cemetery and the car battery is dead." I zoned out after that. I knew several ways by magic that I could get us out of this situation, but hardly any by muggle means. A loud creaking sound from outside brought my attention back to reality. We were parked underneath a particularly large willow tree. It happened to be dead and by the looks of it I was afraid that it soon would be uprooted in the storm.

"Kurt we got to get out of here." I nudged Kurt over and jumped out of the car.

"But I was comfy." Kurt whined in protest.

"Listen Kurt that tree's about to."

CRACK! I didn't have time to think I grabbed Kurt's arm, pulled him from the car, and gripped him as tightly as I could and apparated home.

Kurt (PoV)

I felt as though I was being squeezed through a tight pipe, the cemetery fading and Harry's living room appearing and then nothing.

Harry (PoV)

Remus gasped as Kurt fainted in my arms, while Sirius rushed over to help me support the poor boy.

"Harry?" Remus was trying to be calm, "Did you tell him that were wizards?" I was about to object before I realized how this looked; I just apparated into my living room with Kurt.

"No. We were sitting in his car and a tree fell on top of it. We would have been crushed otherwise, I really had no choice." I pleaded with him to see reason.

"I understand, but this conversation is not over." He gave me a very stern look and I found myself nodding in response, "Now, you have to apparate back to the cemetery with Kurt and make it look like a miraculous escape."

"I'll go with you two." Sirius griped my shoulder along with Kurt's and we were gone a second later. At the cemetery we slowly lowered Kurt to the ground and I knelt next to him, trying to wake him up gently. Sirius was assessing the damage when a pair of headlights came barreling down the street.

"Sirius! That's Kurt's dad! You have to get out of here." In a split second decision Sirius transformed into Padfoot and took off. I shook my head in disbelief; he was such a child sometimes.

"Harry?" Kurt mumbled while he stirred back into consciousness.

"I'm right here Kurt, and your dad just pulled in." I held him close to try and keep him warm.

"Kurt!" Burt called from his truck. He must have noticed the smashed car and feared the worst.

"He's over here Mr. Hummel." Burt's eyes locked on me and he charged over, leaving his car running. "Kurt's fine, he just fainted but he's coming around." I explained to the worried father.

"Dad, where are we?" Kurt whispered, "I remember the cemetery, and Harry's living room?" his face scrunched together in confusion, "But that can't be right."

"It's going to be fine Kurt, I'm sure everything will be better once this is all sorted out." His dad comforted.