Kurt threw a towel around his waist and stepped from the bathroom fully intending to return to Harry's bed and wait for his return. As he'd predicted most of his chest was covered in red hickey's and bites but he didn't much mind because it was a small price to pay when sex with Harry was the reward. He took a moment to look around his boyfriend's room, having never actually been inside before when a movement caught him in the corner of his eye. He turned quickly but the only thing in eyeline was a picture of Harry's friend's Ron and Hermione taped to the wall. He watched it for a moment wondering why Harry had a picture where his friends looked so guilty before turning back and moving toward the bed.
As he moved his eyes landed on a picture of people who he assumed were Harry's parents. A red headed woman and tall dark haired man in glasses holding a chubby baby. It was a cute picture and Kurt moved closer hoping to get a better look at baby Harry when. . she waved. Kurt froze and watched wide eyed as the woman in the picture smiled warmly at him and waved again only to get slugged by her husband and immediately go still again. He heard the door click closed behind him and quickly turned to face his boyfriend.
"Harry, Why are your pictures moving?" If Kurt had doubted his own eyes, the deer in the headlights look on Harry's face told him he was correct.
"Oh. . .uhhh. . .They're. . .ummm digital?" The lie was so blatant and badly done that Kurt just crossed his arms and stared his boyfriend down for a moment before pointing at the one of Ron and Hermione. It had given up any pretense of holding still and looked to be laughing.
"That one is taped to a wall." Harry's shoulders slumped and all the air seemed to go out of him.
"Right, you're right. Here babe, put on some clothes I can't think and we have to have a real talk I guess." Harry handed him his shirt and jeans where they had been tossed on the floor. Kurt began to dress himself while watching his boyfriend curiously. He seemed utterly defeated and Kurt wondered what could be so bad. Harry shuffled over to the bed and put down the sandwiches with a sigh before moving to his bedside table and pulling out the file folder Kurt remembered from his birthday.
When Kurt was dressed he joined Harry on the bed. Harry stared at him for several long seconds before reaching up and cupping his cheek with the palm of his hand.
"You're amazing," He whispered and Kurt reached up and wrapped his fingers around Harry's hand so that when it dropped from his face they were holding hands.
"Harry, what's going on?"
"There's no easy way to say this so I'm gonna go with blunt. Please don't interrupt until I've finished okay?"
Kurt nodded his agreement and Harry took a deep breath.
"Magic is real. When I was eleven years old I found out that it was a part of me. I went to a school with other magical people and learned how to control it. I-It's not something I got a choice about. I didn't do anything creepy like you see in movies and TV to get magic, no deals with the devil or sacrificing small animals or anything. It just happened and I'm glad it did. It's a part of me both my parents were magical too. I know it's a lot to take in so I'm gonna show you okay?"
Kurt could only nod as he stared wide eyed at his boyfriend. Of all the things he'd expected to hear this wasn't it. Harry reached between the bed and mattress and pulled out a small wooden stick. He waved it and said something softly that Kurt couldn't hear and then. . .magic happened.
The lights in the room went out and instead they were floating through a thousand sparkling stars. Kurt could feel the bed under him but couldn't see anything but Harry and the stars. Kurt couldn't help it, he laughed then threw himself into Harry's arms and covering his face with kisses.
"You're amazing! I Love You!" He heard Harry gasp and pull back and Kurt realized what he'd said. Slowly the stars began to fall around them in streaks of light leaving the room visible beyond and exploding as they touched the ground. Harry was standing before him clutching his hand and looking at him intensely.
"Really? Even with. .?" Harry looked away and Kurt moved closer. He hadn't meant to say it but he wasn't going to take it back.
"Yes. I have for awhile I think. I-I didn't mean to tell you like that but Harry I LOVE YOU and nothing can change that. Certainly not the fact that you're even more special than I already thought." Kurt wasn't able to read the expression on Harry's face but after a moment it melted into a happy smile. Kurt was yanked forward by their joined hands and Harry kissed him ferociously.
"Just to be clear," Harry said breathlessly as he pulled back "I love you too."
The rest of the day was whiled away in Harry's bed. Harry tried to show Kurt as many cool spells as he could remember, oddly though it was the basic stuff that seemed to impress Kurt the most. Harry spent an hour just 'Accio-ing' various objects while Kurt caught them in his hands laughing. They also had a good time making various things float, then Kurt ran off to his room and came back with a stuffed animal and Harry enchanted it to sing backup for any song Kurt wanted.
Then Harry took some time to teach Kurt several spells he'd learned from a book Hermione bought him after learning he was gay and by the time that was finished they lay limp and satisfied together once again. Some hours later night had fallen and both boys were famished. Harry sat up giving Kurt a suddenly mischievous grin.
"What?" Kurt asked, trying to seem wary but really just looking eager.
"I've just realized. Now that you know about magic I can Apparate with you."
"Okay. . .?" Kurt was confused but Harry just grinned at him.
"Go get dressed babe, something nice. I'm gonna take you to dinner."
Kurt knew that his and Harry's idea's about 'something nice' probably differed greatly but that didn't stop him going all out. He wore a tux with a blue silk shirt to accent his eyes. When Harry came bounding down to his door in slacks and a button up Kurt hesitated.
"Too much?" He asked gesturing to his outfit. Harry shook his head.
"No love you look amazing. This is just the nicest thing I own." Harry held out his arm and Kurt took it. Instead of heading toward the door Harry walked him into the living room before grinning at him. "Hold on tight babe"
The sensation reminded Kurt of the time he'd worn a corset to class, in that it was the only time he could remember being squeezed even close to that tight. It was uncomfortable but also blessedly brief. When he opened his eyes again he was in a small foyer where people were popping into existence on either side of them.
"Okay?" Harry asked with worried eyes. Kurt nodded and Harry smiled warmly at him. "I actually hate apparition but it's so convenient. Anyway you're going to love this place. I came here once with Draco and he hated it but I thought it was amazing. I wanted this to be our first date but I couldn't think of a way to explain it to you that didn't include magic."
"Oh cool," Kurt said for lack of anything better and allowed Harry to tug him from the foyer into an entrance way. Several people were milling around an in the doorway blocking the entrance to the restaurant, the maitre d' stood guard. Kurt could tell form the clothes of the people around him that this was a pretty swanky place and he wondered if they'd even be allowed in given what Harry was wearing. Harry seemed unconcerned as he strolled over to the maitre d' tugging Kurt along by the hand.
"Hi, I need a table for two." Harry told him. The man looked at him with a raised eyebrow and a curled lip, pointedly noticing Harry's less than formal attire.
"Do you have a reservation?" The man asked in the sort of tone people use when they know you don't and are just counting the seconds until they can toss you out.
"Oh no I don't, I hope that won't be a problem," As Harry spoke the strangest thing happened. Harry reached up and brushed his long bangs to the side exposing the scar on his forehead. The maître d's eyes widened and he let out a small gasp.
"Of course it won't! Forgive me Lord Potter I didn't recognize you. Please come, I will show you to a private table." Kurt cast Harry a puzzled looked but his boyfriend just smirked and tugged him along behind the man, who was personally escorting them to a table.
Looking around Kurt was surprised to see that instead of tables and chairs they seemed to be passing dozens of closed doors. Each door was freestanding and numbered, it reminded Kurt of a door section in a hardware store. To the front of them a door swung open and despite the fact that Kurt could see the empty space behind the door a waiter stepped out. Kurt glanced at Harry who looked completely unperturbed by the waiter appearing from nowhere.
Sooner than Kurt was ready for they stopped in front of a large purple door. It was slightly more ornate than the others they'd passed but still lacking any sort of room.
"Lord Potter, I have taken the liberty of seating you at our best table. May I ask if it's alright to inform the owner you've arrived?" Harry nodded.
"Thanks, of course you can tell Sanguini but we'd like to eat in private."
As Harry spoke he stepped through the door and Kurt had no choice but to follow behind. He stepped through with his eyes closed tight prepared for another uncomfortable experience like apparition but to his surprise he felt nothing so after a second to brace himself Kurt opened his eyes and gasped. The room was a swirling mess of colors. They appeared to be in their own separate bubble and there was a table in the center of the room. Harry walked over to it and pulled out a chair for Kurt to sit. Kurt sat eyes still wide as he took in the various colors shifting around him.
"Harry it's amazing!" He whispered. Harry sent him a wide smile.
"This is nothing. Think of your favorite song or piece of music." Kurt thought and within seconds the soundtrack from Moulin Rouge began to play as it did the colors arranged themselves and began to dance along with the music. Some forming tiny can can dancers and other's swirling waltzers.
Kurt laughed in delight watching wide eyed as the various dancers twirled and twisted to the music tinkling gently in the background. He glanced at Harry who of course was simply watching him.
"I love it!" Kurt told him warmly and Harry grinned.
It was almost two in the morning by the time they reappeared in the Hummel family living room kissing and caressing well on their way to another round of passion when a noise outside caught Harry's attention. It was the crunch of shoes on gravel. Harry pulled back from Kurt and held up a hand when it looked like he was about to speak. Another moment and Harry heard the sound of glass breaking near the front of the house.
Harry drew his wand and gestured to Kurt to remain where he was while he quietly moved toward the front foyer to look outside. He was aware of Kurt moving behind him but ignored him in favor of focusing on whomever was lurking outside. As he peered out the window he could see someone stumbling(probably drunk) on the front lawn as if trying to arrange something. Curiously Harry stepped forward and swung open the door, switching on the porch light at the same moment.
For a moment the person on the lawn just gaped, blinking frequently because of the sudden light that flooded the lawn. Then he seemed to register Harry for who he was and Kurt who had come to stand beside him staring wide eyed at the disheveled figure on his lawn, then Blaine began to sing.
"Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it's an ache I still remember"
Blaine was slurring the lines pretty badly and at the word love his voice broke and he began to tear up as he sang.
"You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I'll admit that I was glad it was over"
Harry snorted it was pretty obvious that Blaine was anything but glad it was over.
"But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know
Now you're just somebody that I used to know"
Suddenly and quite unexpectedly Tina stepped out from behind a trashcan. Apparently lying in wait until her verse and began to sing.
"Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I'd done
But I don't wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know"
Blaine cut back in having gotten his tears under control but still slurring heavily and leaning against Tina to stay up.
"But you didn't have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don't even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn't have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just somebody that I used to know"
Harry glanced over at his boyfriend who had long since dissolved into silent giggles.
"Somebody
(I used to know)"
"So can we just go back inside?" Harry asked him talking over the two people still singing in the background.
"Somebody
(Now you're just somebody that I used to know)"
Kurt nodded and both of them turned and walked back into the house. Blaine and Tina were still singing loudly on the lawn and Harry really hoped the neighbors would make a noise complaint.
"(I used to know)
(That I used to know)
(I used to know)
Somebody"
Author's note: So I swear I don't hate Blaine but I kept picturing this last scene every time Sombody I used to Know came on the radio for like days! So I had to use it. If you don't know that song is by Gotye it won a grammy. . ..
Anyway sorry for the delay I'm also working on a Harry/Booth one shot and once I'm done I will start a longer chaptered Harry/sweets since I couldn't decide which was the better choice.
Please review I know this chapter was a bit short but I hoped you liked it!