Lookie! It's another Saturday and a perfect time for a SIASL update!
KeegSlytherin and JasonDragon64 got it right... it's Santana! The sexy Satan herself now knows about Harry! And 3 more left to a round 200 followers! Thank you so so much to those who like my story enough to subscribe to it! Anyway, story time!
Thanks to CrazySue05 who edits my stories despite her busy, busy schedule and I do not own either Harry Potter or Glee!
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Kurt prayed that this was not happening to him. He knew that Santana was a lesbian but was in the closet due to fear of the public. After all, he was the perfect example of how empty-headed jocks treated people of a different orientation than what they wanted. What he did not understand was why Santana would take it upon herself to mock the LGBT community with her slightly homophobic or gay-centric jokes. He hoped to himself that she wasn't one of those people who hated themselves because of their orientation and took major ways to avoid it. David Karofsky was the perfect portrayal of that character in his story.
The reason he had avoided telling any of his friends about Harry was because firstly, he was nineteen, two years older than them, which in itself would make him the center of gossip for many weeks in the New Directions. Adding in the factor that Harry was British, would add an extra week or two. Kurt had thus decided that when he became really close friends with Harry was when he would introduce him to the insanity that had become his second family. For all Kurt knew, Harry might get tired of the fair-skinned boy who had big Broadway dreams and loved fashion and cooking like nothing else. He would label himself of the female gender if he were a person who supported heteronormativity. It seemed that Harry wasn't going anywhere though for the moment, so he decided to suck it up, pull on his big boy pants, and try not to be too rude but get in enough comebacks to stop Santana from spoiling everyone's mood. Maybe except Ron's, he thought as he saw him literally drool over her surgically enhanced breasts. If he hadn't just done an enquiry, he would have realized by now that Ron was definitely straight.
In all his thought processes, Kurt didn't realize that Brittany had also come over from the three tables the Cheerios had joined so as to sit together. She jumped into his lap, and shouted in his ear, "Kurt! I saw this guy yesterday and he spoke just like you. He would be a perfect match for you and your duck soft hands." Before Kurt could interpret the part where Brittany had confused the application of duck fat on his hands to his hands becoming similar to that of a duck, he glanced in Harry's direction and noticed that Harry was trying to decipher exactly what he and Brittany were doing, his head cocked at an angle.
Harry decided that keeping quiet was his best shot at the moment. There was a girl right next to him shoving her …that in his face while the other compared Kurt's hands to that of a duck's. He mentally laughed at the thought of transfiguring the hands to humour Kurt and left it at that. The girl next to him then said, "Okay, rich boy. Here's how it's gonna go. You're gonna ditch Lady Hummel over here and Ginger head over there and take me out for Dinner. The 'Stix. 8pm." She turned around and Harry said, "Wait. I'm sorry, I'm sure you're a nice person…" Kurt interjected, "Somewhere deep, deep down inside." Harry smiled and continued, "But I'm not interested. Sorry." He gave a look to Ron who was still drooling at her like he did Fleur at the Yule Ball. Some things do stay the same. Just then, the blonde girl pointed at him and said, "Kurt, I saw a guy yesterday exactly like him. He smelled like dolphins and sunshine. We'll go search for that guy and then you can also be happy, like me and San."
Harry snapped his fingers in front of Ron's face, who had the sense to look ashamed. However, there was a shocked look on Santana's face, who definitely wasn't expecting that statement to come out from Brittany's mouth. She wasn't ready yet. She had to leave this place, stat. She walked to the counter, grabbed about ten packets of Splenda and told the other Cheerios, "I got my share. Don't waste them on the Master Cleanse." Everyone removed their bottles on cue. Brittany just stared at her back and said, "Since I told her I wanted her to sing Melissa Etheridge's "Come to my Window", she's been all off. At least you're happy, Kurtie." She then gave a stern look to Harry and told him, "As his first girlfriend, it's my duty to tell you, if you harm one hair on his forehead, I will cut you. Brittany out." And she walked out of the coffee shop, leaving Kurt the same way when they had come in, with his head down and slightly banging it on the table. Ron was trying to do something on Harry's mobile while just one thing went through Harry's head:
Kurt dated a girl? A cheerleader?
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Now Harry knows one deep-rooted secret of Kurt's... whoa! Hope you liked this short but snarky update! Review if you can, or I will see you next week, same time, same place! Ciao!