College starts this week. I don't wanna go! And Girl Most Likely is not releasing here, so no spoilers please.
Thanks a bunch to CrazySue05 who edits this for me. However, her laptop is a bust, so I have to send my stuff to a new beta. Let's hope this works out well.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Glee or any of its characters.
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Harry left Kurt in the living room as he went to take a shower. Kurt had been telling him time and again that he needed to buy more clothes rather than sticking to the same t-shirts and jeans he had been wearing since they met. He had flooed into the Burrow for dinner a few days back where Ginny and George had mocked him mercilessly for his baggy jeans. He decided to go with the flow and go shopping with Kurt. It was funny to see Kurt try to convince him, even though he was going to say yes.
He felt happy, he realized, as he toweled himself off. Giving Kurt a key was something he had been thinking about and it somehow felt right. They gelled pretty well, and his friendship with Kurt felt more intimate than that with Ron or Hermione or even Ginny. He dressed up in the last pair of black jeans and a navy blue t-shirt he had and walked down to the kitchen where Kurt was eating a sandwich. He opened the sandwich maker to see a grilled sandwich waiting for him as well.
On an impulse, as Harry reached for a plate, he kissed Kurt on the cheek, saying, "Thanks, Kurt. You're a gem." He pretended not to see Kurt blush and then turn to hide it from him.
Harry walked out and got into Kurt's car. As Kurt put on the music, he nodded along to the beat. When they seemed to go in a certain direction predetermined by Kurt, he got a phone thrown at him. His seeker skills were still intact so he caught the phone and asked, "Oh man, you're giving me your phone? I feel so special!"
Kurt laughed as he said, "There's a conversation with Tina open. Just text her that we are five minutes away."
He texted and resisted the impulse to check the earlier conversations. He stated, "I thought it was just the two of us. But it'll be nice to see Tina again."
Kurt lightly mentioned, "Um, even Mercedes and Brittany will be there. And if Brittany is there, then Santana will also come over. Only Rachel won't be there because I almost puke at her selection of clothes including animal-prints on her shirt and pantsuits."
Harry immediately started freaking out internally. He wasn't sure he was ready to go shopping with Kurt as well as girls who would judge his taste. Kurt apparently seemed to realize his freak out as he said, "Don't worry Harry. They'll be nice to you. You're a cutie-pie, according to them."
Harry laughed, with a bit of hysteria. "So you don't find me cute? That's sad, Kurtie." Kurt just shoved Harry lightly as he parked neatly in an empty parking spot.
They entered the shopping complex and walked up an escalator into a store where the girls were all in different places, based on their style. Harry had a look-around to see what they were choosing. Tina seemed to reach towards the darker colored clothes. Brittany was looking in a full-length mirror, wearing a psychedelic outfit which seemed to suit her. Mercedes was looking at some long shirts with slogans and funny phrases on them. And Santana was getting drooled on by five other guys. He didn't blame them, as he noticed objectively, how Santana was wearing a slinky short black dress that seemed to show off all her curves.
By reflex, he let go of Kurt and walked over to Santana, saying, "Holy hell Gorgeous, you look smoking. Let's go check it out privately in the dressing room, shall we?"
He didn't expect the smirk on Santana's face, nor her hand in his back pocket, as the other boys walked away. She kept the hand in till they reached the dressing room, where she squeezed his ass and he shrieked.
She warned, "I can look out for myself. I don't need a hot British guy in sparkling armor to take care of me."
Harry looked sad as he said, "It's an instinct. One of my friends back home called it my saving-people instinct. I'm sorry."
Santana couldn't help but feel bad at his downtrodden face, and said, "Okay fine. But next time you do that, I'll kiss you on the mouth so hard, you'll never want to leave my side ever again."
He remarked, "You're really gorgeous, but tried it once, and it didn't work out. Have fun trying out more clothes." He walked back over to Kurt, who looked seemingly frozen in the same place. He nudged him, and Kurt looked at him weirdly before he walked away to help Mercedes with something. It seemed like his turn to freeze as Santana walked over to Kurt and started speaking to him, both of them looking at him again and again. He knew they were talking about him, and was really suspicious, when Kurt smiled at him.
Tina them came and slipped her hand into his, saying, "Let's have you try out some of the styles Brit and I recommend before Kurt ushers you into all the branded clothes he wants you to wear." He walked with her to a dressing room where they already had about five outfits ready. He begged for the patience he used to have during History of Magic and changed into each of them one by one.
They seemed to like it, as did Kurt. However, Kurt didn't say anything out loud. Santana shouted, "I wants to get Doctor Who naked!" Harry just laughed, and said, "I'm your dress-up doll. You guys can do whatever you want!" An hour later, he was happy the conversion of Galleons to dollar was favorable to the former because they had bought about ten whole outfits for him, including separate accessories for each one of them.
He knew exactly how to manipulate them though, and faked a weak look, as he groaned, "Girls, I'm seriously hungry. Can we please grab a bite?" As each of them showed concern over him and dragged him towards the Food Court, he smirked and winked at Kurt, who was smiling at him serenely. They went there and he ordered pasta for himself. The one thing he had grown to love in America was that they had a lot of different cuisines, something that was definitely missing at Hogwarts.
Harry sat next to Kurt, suddenly feeling shy. He had spoken to these girls like he used to speak to the ones at Hogwarts. The only difference was that he had known the girls over there since he was eleven, while this was his second meeting with the girls. He guessed that Kurt had planned for him to have some social interaction apart from just himself. Even though he liked talking to these girls, he wished he had some private time with Kurt that day.
Just then, most of the guys from that day in the choir room burst in upon them. Kurt just seemed to give a disgusted look as the boy with Mohawk ruffled his carefully maintained hair, then was surprised as the same boy high-fived him. The table, which had only about six people including him, had now become more than ten. He needed some space, as he muttered something about a washroom and escaped.
He followed the directions to a washroom, and stood against the urinal. Once he was done, he went to the washbasin, and washed his face. He didn't want to act like a freak in front of Kurt's friends. Just then, a sound came from behind him and someone said, "Hello, Kurt's friend. Or should I say Voldemort's destroyer?"
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So, who do you think it is? Let me know in the box below. I'd love to know if anyone would be able to guess it!
LPlover93 xoxo