I am awkward with scenes involving the loss of clothes. And the characters might seem a little OOC than usual, but keep in mind this is an angstier backstory than canon showed it to be.

So sorry for last week. I actually have a social life these days (the horror!) and it sucks not being able to write. Winglessheartscan'tfly asked if I might abandon this story. Definitely not. Especially when we're so close to the end.

A special thanks to my awesomesauce friend Zaiu, who saw through the chapter for me!

Disclaimer: Do not own anything. *Sad face*

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After New York, something had changed between the two of them. It was like there was a spark between them when they were together. Every time they kissed, it felt like heaven and Harry hated letting Kurt go. The first time he saw Kurt without a shirt, Harry was sure he would faint. He actually wondered if Kurt was a wizard who was unaware of his magic. However, one quick visit from Hermione proved him wrong.

Burt had the father's instinct, because of which he didn't give them much time to sit in Kurt's bedroom when Harry was there. However, the problem with age difference, and especially with Harry, was that he had his own house where he and Kurt could hang out, unsupervised. This was one of those times, as Kurt lay on top of Harry. Kurt's shirt was off, and Harry's shirt was half unbuttoned. As they continued kissing, Harry tried to slip his hand into Kurt's pants. However, they were tight enough that even a baby's hand couldn't possibly go in. Harry cursed Kurt's tight jeans for the first time as his finger got stuck between Kurt's jeans and his lower back.

However, Kurt didn't feel the same. He immediately sat back and turned around, suddenly feeling exposed. Harry got up too, asking, "What happened, Kurt? I did something wrong, didn't I?"

Kurt stood up and started searching for his shirt. He wore it and got out of the bedroom, walking down the stairs, getting ready to leave.

Harry said, "Don't go. Let's talk about this, Kurt."

Kurt continued walking, so Harry disapparated and apparated right in front of the door. He pleaded, "Please. I promise I'll double, triple check from now on."

Kurt looked upset as he went to sit on the couch. Harry buttoned up his shirt and sat on the chair, not sure where the boundaries lay with Kurt anymore.

Kurt started, "Harry, I want you to remember that you are my first boyfriend. I'm not sure which base you've gone to till now, or how many people you have been with. Whatever I do with you is going to be my first time. I really do not want to have sex like this. I want it to be…"

"Romantic," Harry concluded. He took Kurt's hand in his, and said, "I told you my whole history a while back. Did any of that include sex?"

Kurt looked hesitant. "I thought you were trying to spare my feelings."

"No, I'm barely nineteen, and with all the events that occurred at Hogwarts, the last thing on my mind was having sex with someone. Plus, I'm hoping you don't think of me as one of those hormonal crazy people at that high school of yours."

Kurt shouted, "NO!" He brought his volume back down as he repeated, "No, I definitely don't think of you that way. But I don't…" He seemed at a loss of words.

This was a new experience for both of them. They usually weren't so unsure of each other's feelings. As Harry sat next to Kurt, he hoped this was one of those rarities, and not the start to the end. "You're sixteen, Kurt. We have a lot of time for this. At least I hope you aren't planning to dump me as soon as you go to New York."

"Of course not!"

Harry hugged Kurt tightly as he said, "Except for my first kiss, everything else is a first for me as well. I'll make it as romantic as you want, rose petals, expensive dinner, but no candles. We don't want my house burning down now, do we?"

They both started laughing, as Kurt cuddled into Harry. They could continue the Project Runway marathon next time.

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Sorry it's so short, but the next update has important news.

Kurt goes to England! Or how Harry tried to persuade Burt into letting Kurt go.