Yet another update! And Come What May… OMG I am so dead!

And cherry on my cake: I have successfully passed all subjects in my first three semesters/ I can continue this 4th semester with a clean slate.

Thanks like crazy to CrazySue05, who is the awesomest beta I've ever known!

Disclaimer: I do not, not, not at all, own Harry Potter or Glee.

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Kurt knew that keeping to diets, especially really strict ones, was quite difficult when you were very comfortable with finishing off a large pepperoni pizza in fifteen minutes by yourself. But, being a slightly independent kid, he didn't know how to convey to his dad that after Mom passed away, if something happened to him, he wouldn't be able to stand it. So he forced him into giving all his Slim Jims and wafers and sodas and beers away. He didn't mind if his dad hated him as long as he stayed healthy. He hoped that Carole would be able to keep him in line. Kurt cooking the food meant that he could reduce the salt put in and Dad wouldn't notice as long as there was some game going on in front of him. As he started boiling the potatoes for the dinner he'd promised his dad, he started humming "Defying Gravity" under his breath. He didn't want to sing too loudly because that was one of the songs his Dad definitely knew and he didn't want his dad to feel bad regarding the reason why he had dumped that solo in the first place. According to Finn, Rachel's confidence stemmed from the fact that she had won the first diva-off. He had then continued to tell him that he knew Kurt could hit the pitch as he had heard him practicing his runs every day.

Kurt was deep in thought about how his friendship with Harry had deepened so fast. He knew if Harry was gay, he wouldn't be able to hide his increasing affection for the British boy. He mentally decided not to let his feelings overcome his friendship like they had with Finn. He definitely knew that Harry wouldn't become another brother to him. Just then, the bell rang. He knew that it was neither Carole nor Finn since they were going to meet Finn's paternal family. So, he went back to singing as he stirred the potatoes and felt benevolent enough to put an extra dash of oil into them. Just then, his dad called so he walked out into his living room, with the apron he had been wearing since he was ten. It was the one thing he was dreading at the time that had come to life. Harry was standing there with a really hot guy right next to him.

Kurt hated one thing in his life; if he imagined a certain incident to play out a specific way, it never turned out the way he wanted it to. He remembered his vow to keep Harry as the straight best friend no guy in Lima wanted to be. Seeing Harry at the door with a hot, muscular redhead, however, had him regretting trying to be friends with him as the jealousy reared up again. He said a nonchalant 'hey' and tried not to compare his pale, freckly body with the one that was standing right next to Harry, who was apparently gay. Burt was slightly confused as he invited the guests in; not knowing which one of the two was the one he need to threaten. He then asked, "Um, Kurt hasn't told me much about you guys, do you go to McKinley?"

Harry gave a look to Kurt, who just shrugged. He then told Burt, "No, sir. I just moved here from England during Christmas. This is my friend, Ron and he's come here to visit me." Kurt's mind was filled with questions. Did he say friend because he doesn't remember my dad is okay with me? How did he not know that his friend was coming over? Or did he know and not tell me? Have I been confusing the seriousness of our friendship all along? Kurt was so deep in thought that a smile from "Harry's friend" suddenly confused him. He was pretty sure Harry would have told him all about the too-high-voiced popped out of his thoughts when his Dad said, "Well, you guys can stay for dinner if you want." He then realized he had missed a part of Harry's storytelling as Harry said, "No, but thank you sir. I planned to show Ron a little of this place before he leaves to go back home." Burt raised an eyebrow at the fact that his friend was coming and going almost immediately, but decided not to mention it.

As they got up and closed the door behind them, Burt looked around to tell Kurt what a polite friend he had only to see him rushing up the stairs and closing the door with a bang, the smell of cooked potatoes coming from the kitchen.

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Short, but maybe angsty sweet? Review if you can. Or wait next week for a new chapter. Love y'all!