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

Disclaimer: If I had my way, Blaine would have sung "Your Song" and Kurt "Blow me one last kiss". So I don't own either of them.

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October 1st, 2007

Santana screamed, "You can't do this forever, Blaine! We've waited a long time, but it's time we got this all out. I know it's slightly nice to see someone else having fun in your dreams. What you don't understand is that not only is that an invasion of privacy for that boy, but I'm not even sure that boy is real. The only reason you're having these dreams is because that is the kind of boy you want and you don't even know it yet!" Brittany and Sally sucked in a deep breath as they realized Santana had just told them what Blaine hadn't told them yet. He hadn't come out to them yet. In her rage, Santana had forgotten this and now she was biting her lips, rubbing her palms, as she waited for Blaine to answer.

He just gave a calm look, but clenched his fists, which to all three girls meant danger. Brittany got up to hug him, but was held back by Sally. They all knew that Blaine had a bad temper sometimes because of which he had a boxing bag in one of the unused classrooms. If he lashed out and hit Brittany, he would never forgive himself. However this time, he didn't walk away as he usually did when he knew he was on the edge. He just said this, "Yes. I'm gay. Glad you could tell me before I had the courage and trust to tell you myself. Goodbye, and fuck you!"

Blaine turned around, not wanting to watch the tears he knew would pop up in Brittany's eyes, the sadness in Sally's, and the rage in Santana's which he knew was aimed at herself. But it was better this way. Even though they weren't homophobic, the fact that they had sat down somewhere without him and discussed about his sexuality and why he didn't ask anyone out to Hogsmeade when the others had all gone on at least one date was something he couldn't accept. If he had thought rationally for about ten minutes, he would have realized that girls did that, they spoke about their's and other people's feelings while boys tried to keep it in. But he was in a violent mood and decided to not talk to them for the moment.

He walked fast to the classroom he had dubbed his gym and summoned his gloves. He started punching the bag hard and fast, not caring that there was no one to hold the bag, so it was coming closer and closer to his face, and almost hitting him back. He wanted to remove all the rage from this, all the anger from what had happened over the summer. He had needed support, and he hadn't gotten it from his best friends. He realized that the boy in his dream would be the only person who could help him, even if the help was by immersing himself in the boy's world without that boy knowing. The summer had been a shitty one, seeing how Cooper had come back, and he hadn't agreed with most of his decisions.

"I'm going to be a model", Cooper crowed as he lifted his brother. Blaine immediately begged to be let down, seeing how he didn't want to feel tinier than he already was. He knew puberty had started for him, he didn't know why it wasn't affecting his height yet. Santana loved taking the mickey out of him seeing how she was about two inches taller than him already. Cooper's words then processed in his head and he said, "Model? What happened to Curse Breaker, and Magical Veterinarian and trying to bridge the differences between Muggleborns and the Wizarding World?" Cooper rubbed Blaine's hair, leading to the latter covering his already bushy hair, and sang, "I met a girl in America. She not only convinced me that my backpacking was an awesome idea instead of having a job, but if I did, I should model since I'll get money just to take off my shirt and pose in different positions for a long time."

Blaine and Cooper had had a lot of tiffs, but the true fact was that Blaine looked up to his brother. He knew modelling was a good career and it did pay well, but he was pretty sure that the only reason Coop was actually doing this was because a girl told him to do so. He wasn't a pessimist by definition, but he knew how to see things in a straightforward manner, and he was sure this was not a good choice for Cooper. He tried to explain this to Cooper, who told him that he was only fourteen, and so his opinions were childish and immature. He immediately went and spoke to his parents. His Dad said, "When you went off to sleep the first night, I, your mum and Cooper sat up till the early hours of the night talking about this. You know your brother and how adamant he is. We finally decided to let him go and do whatever he wants, and if it fails, he'll come back and do one of the jobs he has always wanted."

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Blaine was in his fourth year, and thoroughly enjoying it. He had gotten used to the extra subjects on his schedule. He finished his homework on time and did some extra reading whenever he liked it. He was also free to answer doubts from some of the younger students. When asked why, he said it was like a free revision for him, so he would remember most previous year concepts when he had to study them for the OWLs. However, there were two things that were on pause in his life: One, the appearance of a tawny owl, though the snowy one still came every other week. The second was the presence of three really close friends in his day-to-day workings.

Every time they tried to talk to him, all he said was "I am really busy. I'll talk later." Though the only things he couldn't refuse were the random hugs Brittany bestowed upon him. He knew that if he did say 'no' to those, he might be sentenced for making her cry, because everyone in school loved the cute Hufflepuff. And all this was why he wasn't shocked when Professor Pillsbury came to him with the order that he had to make some new friends.