Thanks a bunch to emc14 for providing me with the art and CrazySue05 for editing this baby!

The date for this chapter is the same as the one where Blaine serenaded Kurt for the first time on the show. ^_^

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or Harry Potter. But I can make awesome brownies in fifteen minutes. :D

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November 9, 2006

Blaine was extremely stressed out. He had taken up Arithmancy, Ancient Runes and Care of Magical Creatures leading to a really heavy workload. However, he wanted to study them so that he had a broader list of careers to choose from. Cooper had taken only Divination and Muggle Studies, and even then the most use he had made of it was to tell innocent Muggle girls that he knew palmistry and then read a fake future to tell them they would have a bright career and a really sexy man on their arm. Since they were mostly girls who were too caught up in his hotness to think of how dumb it was, they just tittered and flirtatiously smiled in his direction, giving him their numbers, which he wouldn't use seeing how he spent ten months in a place where no mobile phone would work at all.

Harry and Ron had told him to calm down, to which he just gave them a glare, seeing how they wanted to go the Hermione Granger way and do all the subjects. However, Professor Pillsbury had a warning from Headmaster Flitwick that no one should be allowed to do that. And she had told Blaine in secret that no one could do it anyway seeing how the Miss Hermione Granger had used a time-turner but they were even rarer than before now, and the Ministry wouldn't provide it for an over-zealous Ravenclaw. He decided that his head wasn't going to absorb any more of the calculations and decided to call it a day. He asked his friends whether they were coming to bed and immediately realized it was a dumb question to ask. Harry and Ron never came to bed till the Prefects nudged them into closing their books and cleaning up. Sometimes, they changed into their night clothes and came down to study so they could jump into bed as soon as they were done.

His batch had more Ravenclaw girls than boys, and he cherished that fact as they had this big dorm and only three large beds in it. He changed, did his usual bedtime routine of singing the scales, and went to sleep.

It was an empty locker room. Blaine could see some teenage boys walk in and out of showers wearing only towels. He could feel something, something the boys had described when they saw girls, but he had never felt it, not until now. He walked up to a boy, who was secretly looking inside his locker. Blaine realized that no one could see him and stood on tiptoes to see in. It was a group photo in some class room with instruments in it. Most of the people had been scratched out or marred with some sketch pen. However, there was one face which had no decorations on it. He was a fair boy, who looked pretty young. He actually looked as old as Blaine himself was. As Blaine wondered if the guy in the locker room had a thing for this boy, the latter slammed the door shut. About ten minutes later, he walked into the hallways of what appeared to be a high school.

The guy he first saw shoved the guy from the photo against a locker. Blaine didn't understand this. Yes, he was brought up in England, but he knew that Americans didn't show their affections in such a violent manner. Maybe that guy didn't know how to express his feelings. What Blaine actually didn't know was that apart from magic and making life easier, the Wizarding World was absent of one thing which made it tons better than most of the Muggle World : homophobia. He watched as the fair boy lashed out at the slightly overweight one. He gasped in horror at the forced kiss and then clasped his hand over his mouth, forgetting in the shock that they couldn't see, touch or hear him. He helplessly looked on as the first boy smashed his hand on a locker and walked away, leaving the fair boy to slide down to the floor in his sadness. He screamed for the boy, even though he didn't know his name, as he felt himself being shaken awake.

Shaken awake? Harry and Ron were shaking him and slapping him repeatedly, trying to get him out of his screaming. Harry remarked, "I thought you lost your voice during singing practice or something. Thank Merlin the walls are somewhat sound-proof, otherwise…" he just shook his head.

Ron curiously asked, "What were you dreaming about?" Blaine pondered whether to tell them or not.

He quickly decided to keep the boy to himself as such dreams were bad, even in the Wizarding world and cooked up a story. He laughed and said, "Funny you should mention the loss of my voice, because that's what I dreamt about. Nearly Headless Nick was my specialist and he told me I have to cut my throat to regain my voice. I obviously didn't want that."

Ron snickered and said, "Aww, but he needs a partner without a head to play with." Harry threw a pillow at him as they started one of their infamous pillow fights.

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The dreams weren't as frequent as Blaine would have liked them to be. However, sadly, most of them were about the boy being bullied by most of the Jocks. By now, he had had about ten dreams in the last three months and Blaine knew only this much about the boy: He was definitely gay, he loved fashion and he knew how to play most instruments. Blaine looked shocked as he saw him playing a lovely Mozart piece on a baby grand once. He himself knew how to play the piano, so the boy's fast, nimble fingers just sent him into a state of awe.

He really wished that he could meet him and tell him how he felt. However, seeing how he never retaliated much against the bullies, Blaine was about 99% sure the boy was a Muggle. Maybe he could go tell Cooper to search for him, he happily thought as he turned and went to sleep. He didn't see the two faces that stood silently as he wept for about five minutes, became sad, suddenly smiled and then had a serene look on his face. Harry and Ron nodded decidedly, knowing that something was going on, and Santana, Brittany and Sally had to know about it.