I've been super busy working on my own work lately, but I was having really bad writer's block, so I decided to express my excitement for Harry Potter via Furt. Enjoy!

"Rachel? I got us tickets to the Harry Potter midnight release! Isn't that awesome?" Finn was walking back home from the public pool, talking on his phone happily. "What? What do you mean you can't go? But it's Harry Potter!"

"I'm sorry, Finn, but I promised my dads I would go with them to see my grandma that night. I'm sure Puck or Sam will go with you."

Finn sighed, but accepted her offer of calling one of the guys. He tried Puck first.

"Hell no. I'm going with my lady. She may be a Twi-hard, but Lauren's got taste – we've had our tickets for weeks, in a fancy theater in Columbus. You're on your own, Frankenteen."

Sam wasn't much better.

"I'm taking Stacy and Stevie. I've been saving up for months for this, and they're so excited. Sorry, Finn. Have you called Rachel?"

Finn slouched into the house, pouting now. He wanted to see Harry Potter so badly, but going alone was sad. Surely there was someone else…

"Dammit!" He heard Kurt shout from his room. Finn ventured upstairs and peeked in on his stepbrother.

"What's up, bro?" He asked, leaning on the doorframe. Kurt was hunched over his laptop, fuming.

Kurt huffed, face red. "Blaine won't be able to make it back by Thursday night. And he was the one who was supposed to get tickets! Now I'm ticketless and dateless!" His voice grew softer. "It's the last midnight premiere, and I won't be able to go."

"Are you talking about Harry Potter?" Finn asked. Kurt nodded sadly. The taller boy whooped, punching his fist into the air.

"What?" Kurt wasn't sure if he should look angry or confused, so he settled for both.

Finn jumped onto the bed next to Kurt, smiling like an overgrown puppy dog. If he had a tail, it would be wagging a mile a minute. "You can go with me! Rachel bailed on me, and none of the guys can come, so I have an extra ticket!"

Kurt's eyes grew wide, then he tackled Finn in a hug, knocking them both off the bed. "YOU." He planted a smooch on Finn's cheek. "ARE." One on the other cheek. "THE GREATEST." One on the nose. "BROTHER." One on his forehead. "EVER!" Kurt planted one last messy kiss on Finn's lips, then jumped off the ground, punching his fists into the air wildly. Finn sat up, completely dazed.

"I'M GOING TO HARRY POTTER!" Kurt shouted, jumping up and down in one spot. Before Finn could say anything else, Kurt had run from the room, chanting "HAR-RY POT-TER! HAR-RY POT-TER! HAR-RY POT-TER!"

"Glad to be of assistance!" Finn shouted back croakily. His stepbrother really confused him sometimes.

"God, babe, I'm so jealous," Blaine whined into his webcam as Kurt adjusted his wig properly. "I wish I could be the Harry to your Draco."

Kurt winked at his boyfriend via Skype, brushing out the messier strands of the white-blonde wig. "Well, I'm sure that would have led to some marvelous role-playing later on…" He teased, grabbing his green and silver tie from his vanity. "But I guess I can keep the wig until you get back."

"I love you," Blaine said, smiling goofily. "The moment I get back from Chicago, I'm going to wrap you up in my arms and never let go."

Kurt blushed, looking down. "I'm looking forward to it."

"Dude, are you ready yet?" Finn barged into the room. "'Cause my tie doesn't look right."

Kurt sighed, and whispered to Blaine, "Though after tonight, I might need you to choose a different character to role-play as."

Finn had on an outfit almost identical to Kurt's – black robes, dark pants, white shirt – but with a red and gold tie hanging oddly around his neck and glasses perched on his nose.

"Oh, come here, you goofball," Kurt said, motioning his brother over. "Here, it's really quite simple-"

In seconds the tie was fixed, and Finn was being forced down into Kurt's vanity chair. He noticed Blaine on the laptop, and waved. "Hey, buddy!"

Blaine chuckled. "Hey, Finn. Excited for tonight?"

Finn nodded. "Hell yeah! It's, like, the end of my childhood!"

Behind him, Kurt sighed sadly. "Truer words have never been spoken. Now hold still, I'm fixing your hair."

"What's wrong with it?" Finn asked, suspiciously. Kurt swatted his hands away as Finn tried to intervene.

"It's not messy; I'm messing it up, but professionally. Now hold still." Finn did as he was told, casting Blaine some worried glances.

Blaine just laughed. "Looks good, Finn. Don't be worried. You look like an over-grown Harry Potter."

Finn looked in the mirror, grinning. "Awesome!" His hair stuck out every which way, but in a really cool way. Kurt was some sort of hair god. "Can you draw on a scar?"

Kurt grabbed a tube of lipstick from the small collection of makeup on the vanity. "You can thank Santana for leaving this here. It's the perfect shade of red for this."

Kurt carefully traced a lightening bolt onto his brother's forehead, smiling as he finished. "Perfect! Alright, we should probably head out. I'll talk to you tomorrow, Blaine."

Blaine pouted, but winked at his boyfriend. "I miss you."

"Miss you, too," Kurt murmured, blowing Blaine a kiss. "Night."

Finn watched as Kurt closed out of the window, then turned off his computer. Kurt turned back to his mirror, adjusting the collar on his shirt. Finn bounced impatiently.

"I take it you're ready?" Kurt asked, amused. Finn nodded eagerly. "Alright. Come on, Potter," he said in an impressive British accent. "We've got a premiere to attend."

Kurt and Finn scrambled into their seats, both vibrating with excitement. Finn had a large popcorn, jumbo soda, and gummy worms, all at the ready. Kurt had a small pack of Junior Mints.

"I can't believe this is it," Kurt whispered, biting his lip with excitement. "This is the end."

Finn grinned dopily. "It's not the end…not really…"

When he looked down at his brother, he was shocked to see tears in his eyes. As one rolled down Kurt's cheek, Finn wiped at it with his thumb.

"What's wrong?" Finn asked, frowning. Kurt gave him a watery smile.

"You're right – it's not the end. That world of magic, of being yourself and standing up for what's right. It'll always be with us."

Finn felt a lump form in his throat. "Harry Potter…it really helped you when…you know…didn't it?"

Kurt chuckled. "When I was struggling with my sexual identity and being bullied non-stop without the support of a peer group to give me strength? Yeah, it did."

Finn was quiet for a moment, then spoke. "You know, when I thought…when I thought Beth was mine, and Quinn was always so stressed, I would read The Sorcerer's Stone to her belly. It calmed all of us, and it made me think that, through all the bad, something good was going to happen. I almost burned my copy of the book when I found out I wasn't the father."

"But?" Kurt leaned in closer, a sad pout on his lips.

"But then I realized that the point of all the books was that the darkness always gave way to light in the end…and that I could move on from Quinn and Beth and Puck and live for myself again."

Kurt sniffled, then laughed. "Who knew a children's book could influence our lives so much?"

Finn chuckled along. "Maybe we're just huge nerds."

The lights in the theater dimmed, and Kurt grabbed at Finn's hand. "Oh my god!"

Finn intertwined their fingers, rubbing his thumb against the back of Kurt's hand. His brother looked over, eyes shining.

"Of all the people I wanted to come here with, I'm really glad it ended up being you, Kurt."

Kurt let another tear slip down his cheek, and Finn pressed his lips to the smaller boy's forehead, the hairs of the blonde wig tickling his nose.

"I love you, you big nerd," Kurt said, laughing quietly as the trailers played. "Thank you for bringing me tonight."

Finn pulled his stepbrother closer and rested his head on Kurt's. "Shh…it's starting!"

The theater erupted in cheers as the familiar beginning notes of the theme song began, and Finn shoved a huge handful of popcorn into his mouth. Kurt clasped his hands together, wiggling in his seat.

The crowd quieted, and the boys lost themselves in the magic of the movie, hands never pulling apart. And if they both cried like babies at the end, well…no one needed to know that.