Ok, something weird just happened, I uploaded and the thing didn't go up properly.

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Sorry for the delay! But please keep in mind I live in London time and by the time you guys had reached the 60 reviews I was in bed. I was going to publish at lunch time but was sent on an errand at work. I do try to be as efficient and quick publishing as I promise to be, but life get's in the way.

BETA WHERE ARE THOU? On vacation I know -.-

She's so going to kill me when she sees the mess I made... kidding, she would totally wait until I finish writing the fic first.

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Chapter 7

Enter the Devil

After grabbing a quick bite to eat, Harry and Kurt had gone to the library to work their respective assignments. Kurt stared as Harry's hand flew by quickly over his math homework, looking like he had the answers memorized and was simply copying them. He had a small frown of concentration and Kurt was enjoying seeing this side of him.

"You are very good at math" said Kurt finally with a teasing smile in place.

"I'm also pretty decent at chemistry…" Harry made a show of looking at both sides and leaned forwards, whispering secretively. "I used to wear glasses."

"Geek…" whispered back Kurt with a giggle.

"It's our secret now" replied his boyfriend winking, more honestly he added. "I'm not as good as I appear to be, Dalton's curriculum is just not as challenging as Hogwarts used to be."

"I'm glad you don't wear them anymore" said Kurt, admiring the bright, green eyes. "It wouldn't do justice to your eyes."

"I'm glad I don't have to worry about them while running on the field" shrugged Harry.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "Forget what I say, you are such a jock."

"How are you getting along with Dalton's work load?" asked Harry, while opening another book.

"I'm swamped" admitted Kurt. "It's not that I can't do it, is just that there is so much of it to catch up to."

Harry made a noise of agreement watching Kurt's big pile of books and papers, and closed his book. "Can I help with something?" he took a look around, this time actually making sure nobody could hear them and with twinkling eyes confessed. "I can fake anybody's handwriting."

Kurt was sure that there was a time when he would have been appalled by the suggestion, but then again… he had already copied Ron's physics guide.

"I do have loads of Math exercises to complete" said Kurt.

"Consider them done" said Harry grabbing his notebook and studying it for a few seconds.

"Can you throw in a few mistakes every once in a while?" asked Kurt. "Math is not my best subject, not the worst, but definitely not perfect."

"You got it" said Harry and started. Kurt watched even more fascinated than before, as the numbers written were a perfect replica of his careful handwriting, instead of Harry's messy one. He smiled to himself and turned to his French book, deciding to show off a little.

Less than 10 minutes later, Harry closed the book satisfied and presented it to Kurt. He gained a grateful look, before he returned to his French essay. Harry glanced at the still considerable pile of homework, and grabbed the chemistry one discretely. Without words, he started on that one, being careful to curl the letters exactly as Kurt did and keeping his answers short and to the point. Something he had a hard time doing since he was accustomed to justify every single angle thanks to Snape and his tyrannical regime. By the time Kurt finished his lengthy essay, Harry was already doing the layout for his Italian one.

"What's your topic?" asked Kurt saving everything and turning off his laptop.

"I decided to critically analyze the process and consequences of dehumanization in literature and how it can affect society" said Harry pausing, to read a passage in a book. "You?"

"Marie Antoinette and how she was one of the first true fashion icons" said Kurt somewhat embarrassed. Harry laughed.

"I think Miss Morel will be very interested on that topic and that can never hurt" said Harry. "You wrote the whole thing didn't you?"

"Yeah, I know is not due until the end of the semester, but I got really into it and if I have to do homework I might as well enjoy it" decided Kurt.

"One less thing to worry about later on" said Harry. "To be honest, I am cheating; I did the same essay in English back home, so I only need to translate it."

Kurt stared at him and smirked. "I think I am going to steal that idea, I'll take one of my old English essays and hand it in for English Literature."

"I've been recycling my essays from Hogwarts since I got here" confessed Harry. Kurt stared at his homework, moving the French and English to the done pile. That only left him with Chemistry and History.

"I did not do this" said Kurt after opening his Chemistry book and narrowing his eyes at Harry. Who had just saved his work and turned off the computer.

"Yeah you did, I totally saw it" said Harry without taking his eyes from the off screen. "I think you need to rest, so much homework has you confused."

Kurt gave Harry his 'bitch please' face, but rolled his eyes fondly and decided he had enough for the day. "History is not until Thursday, so I am suddenly free."

"Would you like to see a movie?" asked Harry gathering all his books and laptop in his somewhat ratty back pack. He grabbed all of Kurt's books too and waited for him to put the rest of his stuff in his bag. They walked to the dorms hand in hand; Kurt mentally squealing at having such an attentive boyfriend.

"What do you have?"

"I have Netflix" said Harry. "You can pick whatever you want."

"Perfect! Do you have popcorn?" he asked eagerly.

"No, but I have access to the kitchen" he said and they dropped everything in Harry's room.

"How do you have access to the kitchen?" asked Kurt deciding it has been too long since they kissed, and moving closer.

"I know people" said Harry catching up to his mood and happily indulging in a few light kisses. Later, they found themselves eating popcorn, curled up in the sofa, watching Moulin Rouge.

"Harry?" asked Kurt fiddling with his sleeve.

"Yes?"

"Wanna not watch the movie?" he asked a little nervously. While he and Harry had kissed chastely several times, they had only gone past that point briefly twice.

"I don't think I have ever heard such a great idea before" said Harry.

Kurt lighted up and closed the distance between them slowly. Harry's lips were smooth and warm. A pleasant feeling pooled in his stomach as their lips slowly moved against each other, in a daring move Kurt softly bit Harry's lips, gaining a moan in response. Encouraged, he parted his lips and slipped his tongue inside Harry's mouth.

Yep, not watching the movie was a great idea.

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"If you are having, hot gay sex, we don't wanna see it!" called Fred entering the room with a hand over his eyes.

"But smile to the camera!" said George, his own hand over his eyes, both of their phones taking pictures at random.

"What are they doing?" asked Kurt turning to Harry.

"Hell if I know" he said in response and returned to his book, his boyfriend following his example a moment later.

Kurt happily leaning his back against Harry's chest, they both held books in front of them and peacefully continued to read. The twins pouted in disappointment and proceeded to unpack, but Ron gave them a sharp look. He and Harry connected eyes and held a silent discussion, in which Harry made quite clear that pointing out their bruised lips or ruffled clothes wouldn't be in his best interest. Discretely, Harry grabbed Kurt's book and fixed it from its upside down position. Ron snickered.

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Kurt turned yet again and stared at the ceiling. He couldn't sleep. Now that he knew what it was like to sleep next to Harry, it seemed impossible to do it without him. He stared at the obscure mass that had to be Blaine and decided this was stupid. Pocketing his phone and charger, plus the keys to their dorm, he quietly exited.

Harry already had the portrait open and with a muffled giggled he squeezed in between him and the wall, hyperaware of their bodies brushing against each other. Ron was snoring away and the twins had just climbed to their bunk beds.

"Naughty, naughty" said Fred with a smirk.

"We whole heartedly approve" winked George.

They closed the drapes around their beds and wished them goodnight. Harry entered the bed, and Kurt followed him after connecting his phone. They didn't say anything, but gave each other a goodnight kiss and cuddled.

It wasn't long before they were deeply asleep.

Kurt sighed contently, feeling warm and safe in Harry's arms.

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"Give me a second!" said Kurt to the door while double checking his hair, and making sure he had all his books. He opened the door with a grin. "Morning handsome…" he said with a flirty tone.

"Morning gorgeous" replied Harry without missing a beat, they kissed each other briefly and smiled when separating. Harry then proudly presented him a take away coffee.

"How did you even get this?" asked Kurt, eyes sparkling in wonder. "I left you not that long ago… there is no way you made it to the coffee shop and back on time."

"I know people" shrugged Harry pleased with himself.

"Mmm" said Kurt drinking his coffee. "Perfect" he said with a sigh.

"Like you" said Harry, leaning against the door frame with a casual air.

"Oh God" said Ron. "Please tell me that did not just happen… actually, just tell me you are not going to greet each other like that forever… it's just the honeymoon period right?"

Kurt and Harry stared at him annoyed at the interruption. "We can be even mushier if you push us Weasley" said Kurt narrowing his eyes.

"We could never really use our names" said Harry. "Right sweetie pie?"

"Of course muffin… we can feed each other" said Kurt nodding along.

"Kiss inappropriately in the middle of a conver…" having caught up with the plan, Kurt was already interrupting him with a kiss.

"We can make amazing date plans…" whispered Kurt, over Harry's shoulder.

"I can give Kurt loads of things and be super considerate…" added Harry.

"And I'll tell your girlfriend about it" said Kurt with a slightly vicious smile.

"Ok! Ok I get it, you can make my life miserable if I interrupt your morning doze of love" said Ron laughing nervously. "Let's just keep Hermione out… and they are kissing again… you know what? I'll see you at the table"

Harry and Kurt separated laughing once Ron was out of sight.

"Thanks for going along with that" said Harry smirking. "He deserves it after everything he has put me through with Hermione."

"It was fun" said Kurt shrugging. "I still think we should have practice it yesterday."

"We did it perfectly fine without…" Kurt leaned forwards and kissed him.

"You know, this is very useful" said Kurt playing with Harry's tie. "Anytime someone is being annoying, I can just start making out with you."

"Slightly underhanded" said Harry approvingly, ignoring how he had been subtly included. "I think you just became a lot hotter in my eyes."

They walked to breakfast holding hands and flirting all the way, vaguely noticing people around them and being one of those couples. Harry piled their breakfast in one tray and paid, ignoring the half-hearted protest Kurt formulated in response.

"You know, we should just lock new couples for a few weeks after they get together" said Fred to George.

"Just until they are capable of interacting in public like normal people" nodded George.

"You two wouldn't recognize normal even if it came over right now and bitch slapped you" replied Kurt, stabbing a piece of his fruit salad and biting into it. Harry and Ron laughed loudly. Fred and George stared at Kurt too stunned to react. Slowly approving looks settled on their faces.

"Well my Lord, you might have…"

"… finally met your match"

"Oh, I know" said Harry, staring at Kurt with adoration. Kurt just smiled in triumph.

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"Kurt, can we talk?" asked Blaine. They were both returning from rehearsal and Kurt was starting to grab his history book, intending to finish his homework and meet Harry after his football practice.

"Sure, what's up?" asked Kurt taking a seat on his vanity and allowing Blaine some time to order his thoughts.

"I noticed you sneaked out of the dorm" said Blaine and gave him this sad, puppy eyes. Kurt crossed his arms defensively. "Look, I knew Harry wasn't good news for you, but I didn't think he would go this far…"

"Blaine, what are you talking about?" asked Kurt confused.

"He's obviously pressuring you into having sex with him!" exploded Blaine.

Kurt's mouth fell open and he stared at his friend in shock. Then as Blaine continued to rant about Harry, his surprise quickly faded into indignation. Harry had been nothing but a complete gentleman!

Blaine stared at him surprised. He had probably said it out loud then.

"He's treated me with nothing but respect so far Blaine, and I don't know why you think you can just accuse him of things without knowing all the facts, but that's my boyfriend you are insulting!" said Kurt standing up and crossing his arms, forcing himself to keep his cool.

"He is not good for you Kurt, he has a…"

"A reputation!" snapped Kurt. "I know! We discussed this already, extensively, and he has told me all about it, and I already told you this, so just let it go Blaine."

"No Kurt, I can't let it go, not when he's taking advantage of you!" hotly argued Blaine. "I don't want to see you hurt Kurt, not after everything, and not by someone like him."

"Dear Gaga Blaine, stop acting like a father protecting their daughter's virtue" said Kurt rolling his eyes. "Harry is perfect for me."

"He is bad news Kurt" said Blaine strongly and they stared at each other. "You deserve better."

"Better than what Blaine?" asked Kurt with a laugh. "Better than a boy who is crazy about me? Who makes me feel butterflies in my stomach when we kiss, or hold hands? Who proudly holds my hand in public for that matter? Who brings me my favorite coffee just because?"

"Kurt…" said Blaine softly, almost with pity.

"Look Blaine" said Kurt cutting that reaction. "Harry is everything I ever wanted in a boyfriend. He makes me feel so many things… he's charming, smart, kind, considerate, funny, good looking…" Kurt smiled, his feelings for Harry making his anger less consuming. "I walk into a room and he notices me, I leave a room and he notices it. When we see each other for the first time in the day, he looks at me like he can't believe I am there, like I made his day by being there."

"When he told his friends we started dating, he did it proudly, bragging even!" said Kurt laughing again at how Harry arrogantly declared they were together. "He likes spending time with me, he tries to help me in anything he can, he holds my books, he walks me to class, he takes me out on dates he knows I will enjoy, he makes me laugh like nobody ever has! He makes me feel safe and appreciated and wanted."

"He might be charming now Kurt, but he's not the long term type of guy" argued Blaine.

"That's where you are mistaken Blaine" defended Kurt passionately. "He's meeting my family on Wednesday, after sectionals… he is going to drive all the way there and back, just to see me for 5 minutes on stage and have a dinner that is bound to be uncomfortable with my dad, Finn and Carole. We went out during the weekend to see Rent, and we found out there will be a production of Le Mis in a month, and he asked me if I would like to go, and when I told him I want to move to New York, he told me about this little bakery he knows and how he will take me there one day…" Kurt sighed wistfully.

"Kurt…"

"No Blaine, I am done listening to you say bad things about my boyfriend" said Kurt firmly. "Gosh, you are supposed to be the person I can go to and gush about being with a boy, without having to censor or worry about what I say!"

"So that's what bothers you?" asked Blaine angrily. "That as your gay friend I don't support this?"

"No" said Kurt coldly. "What bothers me is that as my friend you don't support me… look, this" he said signaling to the space between them. "Is supposed to be a friendship, where you can tell me what you think, but still allow me to make my own choices, and if you are right and Harry breaks my heart, then you are supposed to be there for me, be supportive and glare at him in the hallways for being a jerk… or, and as I think is the case, get to know my boyfriend and see what I see…" Kurt's shoulders dropped.

Kurt took a deep breath, calming himself. "I finally got what I always wanted Blaine, what I thought I wouldn't be able to experience until much later… this is part of growing up Blaine, or being a teenager for goodness sake! Going out with a guy that might or might not be good for you because he makes you feel so much… I wanna experience this Blaine, for good or bad… I don't want to look back and think I never took a chance… courage right? I am not going to live my life bubble wrapped and playing it safe all the time. He might be a risk, but it's one worth taking."

Blaine straightened. "Fine, but if you continue to spend nights outside our dorm I will be forced to report you to the faculty."

Kurt stared at him hurt, as if he had been stricken by Blaine. "You are my friend Blaine, not my father or even my stepbrother. As much as I hate it, they get to play the overprotective role, they get to meet Harry and disapprove and be unreasonable about it" said Kurt.

"I'm just looking out for you" said Blaine refusing to bulge.

"Thanks for the concern" said Kurt with a snort. "I will follow these stupid rules you worship so much" he sadly gathered his things, without looking up he continued to speak. "It's clear to me that if I don't do things your way, I can't expect your support, so I don't want to have anything to do with you and until you are ready to accept this is my life and I will do what I damn well please with it, just… don't even bother."

He marched out of the room and didn't look back.

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"That's harsh" said Harry gathering Kurt in his arms, offering what little comfort he could provide after hearing the recount of the events. "And just so you know, it means a lot to me that you defended me… us."

"Look, I know you are not a saint, but you were open about it and I do think I can trust you" said Kurt firmly.

"I am sure he will come around" said Harry kissing his temple.

"I hope so" mumbled Kurt and sighed. "I am going to miss sleeping next to you… it was very comforting."

"I'll miss you a lot too" said Harry nuzzling his neck. "But I guess I can always cuddle Ron…"

Kurt laughed. "With the way he snores, that's bound to go south."

"Hey Kurt?"

"Mmm?"

"You know right?" asked Harry in a serious tone. "That I would never push things further than you feel comfortable with or that I would cheat on you…"

"I know" said Kurt soothing his boyfriend. "I wouldn't have defended you otherwise. I wouldn't be with you otherwise, period."

"Good" said Harry. "But if you ever feel that I am, you only need to ask me to back off and I will ok?"

"Ok"

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Things remained tense with Blaine afterwards; thankfully they were so absorbed by the upcoming competition that their fight was pushed at the back of their minds. Kurt was now a permanent fixture on Harry and his 'minions' table. He started to create his own niche among them, happy to see he fit without having to do much but be himself. He also met a lot of new people, mostly from the football and fencing teams, who were dying to meet their teammate's new boyfriend and tease him about it.

Harry graciously allowed them to poke fun at him, but the moment one of them might direct the teasing to Kurt, he was quick to stop them with an intimidating glare. Kurt found it touching, and basked in the attention Harry so happily showered him with. He found himself always having somebody to sit with, if not from Harry's teams, then from the tennis or swimming ones, or on occasion, Tyler and Seth. He was quickly realizing just how popular Harry was, and how none of the Warblers seemed to have noticed.

All but Jeff, who gave him a knowing look and was the only Warbler that seemed to socialize outside his club activities. If he stopped to take notice, it was easy to see that most of the boys at Dalton kept to the people they knew from similar interests. Harry and the Weasleys seemed not only to be the exception to the norm, but also the point where people came to interact with people outside of their click. Between the four of them, they covered a wide range of activities.

Ron was both the star of the swimming team and of the chess club, a fact that surprised Kurt initially until he saw Ron play. The twins were in tennis together, but then Fred was part of the drama club and George was in the science one. When asked, Harry revealed that while technically they couldn't be part of both clubs due to the time table conflict, the twins took turns in assisting the sessions. Harry was captain of the fencing team, and co-captain of the football one. He shrugged saying he sometimes crashed a few meetings of clubs when the activities were interesting enough, but didn't have the time to commit to something else.

"I'm so tired" said Kurt sighing. "I am glad at least I finished all my catch up homework."

"Tomorrow is the big day" said Harry squeezing their joined hands.

"Yeah" said Kurt smiling at the gesture. "I feel very conflicted."

"I'm sure you will be great" said Harry.

"Yeah" said Kurt, leaning against him. "That's what I am scared about…"

"On a positive note, after the competition, we have dinner with your family" said Harry and stared at Kurt awkwardly. "Your dad doesn't really own a shotgun does he? If he does its ok, but I want to be prepared and wear my running shoes if that's the case…"

Kurt smiled, his mood lifted at the idea of presenting Harry to everybody. He pretended to gasp in shock. "Don't you dare wear those shoes with the outfit I have already picked for you!"

"What outfit?" asked Harry now puzzled.

"Nothing for you to worry about" said Kurt patting his arm condescendingly. "Ron and the twins had very explicit instructions to make sure you wear it."

Harry stared at Kurt for a few seconds, before laughing. "You are taking over my minions!" he said joyfully.

Kurt frowned. "I am certainly not taking over… they are far too much responsibility to be worth the effort. I am simply asking them to do me a small favor."

Harry chuckled. "Whatever you say luv, whatever you say."

Kurt decided to ignore the last comment, focusing on how Harry's accent became ticker when he was happy or excited about something. He smiled to himself. It was strange he was finding all this little things so enjoyable, but he guessed it was part of being in a relationship.

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On Wednesday after class Kurt and the Warbles met at the parking lot to wait for the bus and receive last minute instructions from Wes. Kurt spotted Harry and his three friends making their way towards him and smiled pleased.

"You clean up nicely" said Kurt, pecking him on the cheek. Harry was wearing simple dark jeans and a white dress shirt, which was neatly tucked inside his pants. The sleeves were rolled up, but Kurt didn't bother to scold him for it, wanting him to be comfortable when he met his dad. He could smell Harry's aftershave and had to resist the urge to caress the skin to see how smooth it was.

"Why thank you good sir" said Fred pretending to be embarrassed.

Kurt looked at Harry bored. "Why are they here?"

"Don't look at me, they are your minions too now" said Harry with a playful smile. "They insisted on coming."

"Thanks guys" said Kurt happily at them and turned to Harry. "I do not accept those terms."

"Too late, we get shared custody now" said Harry. "You have to take them out to the park every other weekend, but don't let them chase the birds or you'll get in trouble with their girlfriends."

"The birds?" asked Kurt intrigued by the comment, he felt it was meant as more than a joke.

"In England we sometimes call women, birds" explained Harry. "The song Blackbird from The Beatles is actually about a black woman, they couldn't name it like that without causing controversy. Hence the title, Blackbird…"

Kurt eyes were alight with interest, as well as a few of the Warblers that had been listening in to their conversation.

"I didn't know that" said Kurt humming.

"It has actually nothing to do with a bird's broken wings. There was a lot of racial tension boiling up over here at the time, and McCartney got inspired by that" continued to explain Harry. "The line 'you were only waiting for this moment to arise' is quite self-explanatory when you take it into context…"

"Smarty pants" accused Kurt.

"Our Lord here is the equivalent of a human Wikipedia when it comes to The Beatles" said Ron.

The dark haired boy rolled his eyes. "Don't call me Lord… and I am British Ron; anybody from back home can deduce that from hearing the song."

"Right" said the twins with a roll of their eyes at the same time.

"The Beatles is one of my favorite bands" said Kurt, gaining the attention of his boyfriend back.

"Good taste" said Harry approvingly. "Remind me to show you the pictures of the time I went to see Paul McCartney live in High Park."

Slowly, Kurt blinked. "You have seen Paul McCartney live" he stated in a flat tone.

"Yeah… twice" said Harry. "He gives concerts somewhat regularly in England, especially close to the summer. The first time, me, and my buddies Seamus and Neville took a…" he trailed off and smiled innocently. "Let's call it a personal day off from school, grabbed the train all the way to London, went to the concert and got this…" said Harry playing with his iPod touch and proudly presenting Kurt with a picture.

"Oh sweet Coco Channel" said Kurt latching onto the iPod. "You have a picture with Paul McCartney! You met Paul McCartney!"

Harry smiled wistfully. "We got in a lot of trouble for it too, I was banned from the school team, but the season was over so it wasn't a big deal. I also spent a month in detention, under strict house arrest… and the weekends scrubbing the toilets of the school" Harry stared at the picture and smirked. "Totally worth it! I even got a guitar signed back home."

"How old were you?" asked Kurt still staring at the picture and noticing how young Harry looked.

"12" he admitted.

"That's why Harry is my hero" said Fred longingly.

"Completely awesome" agreed George and they both sighed in unison like awestruck fans.

Harry ignored them, in favor of Kurt's shocked face.

"Let me get this right, you and two friends sneaked from your boarding school in Scotland, grabbed a train all the way to London, went to a Paul McCartney concert, met him, got pictures and his autograph and then went all the way back to Scotland? When you were 12?" resumed Kurt.

"That's the short version" said Harry nodding along. "The long version includes running away from the police, sneaking inside the concert, sneaking backstage, a visit to… you know what? I am quitting while I am ahead. Let's stick to the short version."

"I have to say Harry that was very irresponsible and probably stupid of you" said Kurt seriously, and then shrugged. "But me and Mercedes took a 'personal day off' last year to be present at the opening of the mall, so who am I to judge."

"Kurt Hummel skipping class to go shopping" said Ron with a teasing smirk. "Can't say I am surprised… the only time I have taken a personal day was because Hermione made us all…" The twins hit Ron each on a shoulder, while Harry elbowed him sharply. Ron cleared his throat. "For legal reasons, I am unable to share the story, so let's just move on."

"The worst part is that I can tell you are not joking" said Kurt shaking his head at their antics.

"I can see your ride arrived, so we'll get out of your way" said Harry giving him a quick kiss and winking at him. "If I don't see you before your turn, break a leg."

"Thanks!" called Kurt and cheerfully lined up to board the bus. Jeff sat next to him and gave him a knowing look.

"You have it bad" he declared with a smirk. "Like, real bad."

"Oh shush" said Kurt and stared ahead, refusing to acknowledge the other boy.

"Seriously Kurt, I am happy for both of you" said Jeff. "You are good for each other, he makes you laugh and you probably curb his… Potterness."

"You mean his affinity towards chaos and mischievous nature?" asked Kurt with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh good, you know" said Jeff relieved. "I was afraid I was going to have to explain… but honestly, this is the most peaceful Dalton has been in ages. With how focused he's been on wooing you, he has completely forgotten to raise turmoil lately."

The bus ride turned into a warm up session for their voices, Kurt tried not to remember the difference between the Warblers controlled singing and New Directions happy chanting. He was pulled from his thoughts by a banging noise.

He recognized that noise, and it wasn't a good noise.

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There was a tick smoke coming out of the engine, and a burnt smell. The driver pulled over and reassured them as best as he could he was on top of the situation.

"Everybody, keep calm" said Wes firmly. "This is just a minor step back…"

To Kurt it seemed he was trying to reassure himself more than anybody else. His phone buzzing was a welcomed distraction.

"Hey, what happened? Are you all ok?" asked Harry, and Kurt spotted his boyfriend's car pulling over.

"Yeah, the driver is taking a look, but seems to be a problem with the engine" resumed Kurt.

"I don't think he has any idea of what he is looking at" said Harry after noticing the man's expression.

"Mmm" said Kurt and hung up. "Wes, I am going to go take a look" Wes started to say something, but Kurt was already on his way, waving his concerns off. "My dad is a mechanic Wes; I used to work with cars in between my afternoon nap and tea parties."

He moved the man out of the way and started to frown at what he found inside.

"The carb looks out of commission" said Harry from behind him, after a quick peek. "The EGR valve will probably need to be changed…"

Kurt made a noise of agreement, and smiled to himself. "I didn't know you knew about cars."

"I am better with bikes" said Harry. "Here, let me, you wouldn't want to get dirty before a competition" he turned to Ron and made a gesture with his head; while taking his nice shirt off and passing it to George. Kurt followed his example, passing the blazer and tie, while lifting his sleeves up. The younger redhead came trotting with a box of tools.

"Nice" he said after inspecting the equipment. "Probably not the best time to tell you this, but if you slip the fact you have one of this at hand at all times, you will earn massive brownie points with my dad."

"I'll keep it in mind" said Harry focusing on the engine. "Fred, call Ernie, tell him where we are and that we need him and Dre to be here like an hour ago."

"Sir, yes sir" said Fred and caught Harry's phone when he tossed it over his shoulder.

"Careful not to get burn" said Kurt hovering over Harry's shoulder and doing his best not to focus on his boyfriend strong frame. His arms were particularly delicious in his sleeveless under shirt. "Move than so I can see…" he said after gathering his thoughts, pointedly not letting himself get distracted again.

They worked in silence, Kurt passing Harry the tools knowing exactly what he would need and occasionally making a comment on the state of the motor. Fifteen minutes later, with a grim face and while cleaning his hands with a rag; Kurt informed Wes and the Warblers, who had exited to watch them work, that the carburetor was indeed beyond repair.

"I already called and they will try to buy us some time, move us to perform last if we need to, but if we don't get there we lose by default" said Wes, trying to keep his calm while the rest of them panicked.

"That won't be necessary" said Jeff with a relaxed air. They turned to him with confused looks. "You are about to experience what we called the Harry Potter Floo Network."

As if summoned by that statement, a bus pulled over behind the Weasley's cars.

"Hi Ernie!" said Harry waving the conductor, who honked the horn in salute.

"Boss mon!" said a man jumping out of the bus in a strong Jamaican accent and a head full of dreadlocks.

"'Sup Dre?" said Harry with a small lift of the chin.

"Fit 'n frock, boss, fit 'n frock" he said smiling widely.

Harry laughed. "Good to hear, can you give this bunch a lift? Wes over there has the address."

"Yes mon!" replied the man and made his way to Wes. Who had no idea what the man was saying, but was able to explain where they needed to go.

Kurt stared at the bus, while fixing his shirt. "Am I dating you or the whole of the UK? Because seriously, what the hell!"

"What?" asked Harry starting to clean his hands, which were a lot dirtier than Kurt's. "You guys needed transport, there" he said signaling to the bus. "Transport..."

"It's a freaking purple double decker bus!" said Kurt. "How the…" Kurt sighed, putting his blazer on and redoing his tie. "You know what? I will assume is perfectly normal to have a double decker bus on speed dial when you are British."

"That might be for the best" said Harry wisely with a laugh.

"It's ok Kurt" said Ron, passing him by with the tools. "You get used to it…"

"After a while, you just…" added Fred, while walking to their car.

"…accept Harry is Harry" said George dangling the car keys.

"No wonder your ego is so big" said Kurt, to his somewhat embarrassed boyfriend. He stared at the bus and couldn't help but snort. "The Floo Network huh?"

"I know people" said Harry evasively.

Kurt kissed him on the nose. "Thanks for this, you didn't have to."

"It was my pleasure" said Harry. "Now let's hope I can get the grime under my nails before meeting your dad."

"Leave it there" said Kurt. "It'll break the ice."

"Sneaky" said Harry and kissed him softly. "I like it, very attractive quality…"

Dre whistled. "You go boss man!"

Kurt laughed at Harry's mortified face. "Yeah, you go boss man" repeated Kurt while he climbed the bus laughing.

"So, what's the Floo Network?" asked Kurt to Jeff.

Jeff laughed. "You will find out… eventually."

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The Warblers arrived with time to spare. Wes proudly telling everybody that leaving two hours earlier always paid off. Kurt was quick to remind him, without Harry, it wouldn't have made that much of a difference. Speaking of Harry…

"Come on!" he said grabbing his hand as soon as he spotted him. "I wanna introduce you to everybody in New Directions!"

"See you in a bit" said Ron waving, while the twins hummed the funeral march.

"10 bucks says Harry charms everybody" said Fred to his twin once he was out of sight.

"10 say the girls like Harry, boys are hostile" he offered and they shook hands.

"You guys have no shame" scold them Ron, he paused and added. "And 10 say Kurt's step mom will want to adopt him by the end of dinner."

"Nobody is betting against that" said Fred, while George rolled his eyes.

"Moms loveeee Harry" agreed George.

"Given the chance, mom"

"Would exchange any"

"Of us for him"

"A flash of those green gems"

"A pearly white smile"

"A bit of English gentlemen charm"

"And…" the three of them continued to discuss things while moving to their seats, completely ignoring the few Warblers that weren't in the green room.

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"That's Rachel" whispered Kurt to Harry, while pulling him along.

"Then go down to the 7-11 and get some, I need raisinets!" yelled a small brunette to the bartender.

"Carb loading?" asked Kurt tentatively, not sure if she would be mad at him about the Santana/Finn thing now that they were in person and she could cause a scene.

"Puck got Lauren Zizes to take your place, and she won't go on unless she gets her damn… oh hi!" she said her demeanor brightening slightly. "Are you Harry?"

"I am" said Harry smiling, slightly amused. "A pleasure to meet you" he said politely. She studied him for a second, and her eyes took in their joined hands with joy.

"The pleasure is mine" she said and turned to Kurt. "Hey, did you get your solo?"

"Sadly no" said Kurt awkwardly.

"Oh wow, if you didn't get a solo they must be really good, we are doomed" said Rachel pessimistically. "Sorry, that was selfish. What I meant to say was, wow, that really sucks. I'm sure you were really good."

"I was" "He was" replied Harry and Kurt at the same time. Kurt turned to Harry, his mood, which had turned gloom the more he talked with Rachel going up.

"They were crazy not to give Kurt a solo, but the Warblers are not great with change… so it's no surprise they don't know what to do with somebody as uniquely talented as he" said Harry staring at him with obvious affection.

Kurt beamed. "Well, it got me a boyfriend out of it, so it wasn't a total sham" he decided to said.

"So Harry, are you a performer too?" asked Rachel curiously.

"As Kurt is so fond to remind me, I am more of a jock" said Harry. "I do football, not American, and fencing."

"He's being modest" said Kurt resting a hand on his chest. "He plays guitar amazingly and he has quite a voice."

"Why thank you" said Harry laughing. "But no, I am seriously not that into performing, I think I'll leave the spotlight for Kurt. He looks better on it than me anyways."

"And don't you forget it" said Kurt flirty.

Rachel laughed, staring at them slightly jealous. "I'm glad you are with somebody who appreciated your talent" said Rachel nodding pleased. Kurt knew how high of a compliment that was coming from her. "Do you miss us?"

She asked while they both sat down, Harry remained standing next to Kurt, an arm going around his back and leaning towards him. She gushed at how cute they looked together.

"I do, being a Warbler is great, but Harry is right, they don't appreciate my individuality as much as you guys did" said Kurt sadly, and turned his head to Harry. "Luckily, I found people even crazier than us, who are all about individuality, so I don't feel out of place in Dalton at least… but I can't help but think I let you guys down."

"You weren't safe at McKinley anymore and we all get it" said Rachel gently, and Harry decided he liked her. He could see glimpses of what Kurt had described, but also a lot of potential for her to grow up.

"How come you were never this nice to me when we were teammates?" asked Kurt smiling with fondness.

She leaned forwards. "Because you where my only real competition!"

"That's true" said Kurt smiling. They hugged, Harry graciously allowing them their moment. "So, how are things with Finn? I have barely spoken with him since the wedding."

"I found out he and Santana were romantically involved and he didn't tell me"

"You didn't know about that?" asked Kurt surprised.

A dinging noise interrupted him and Blaine came towards them with a blank expression.

"Kurt, we need to go to our places" he nodded politely to Rachel.

"Oh… well, see you after" said Rachel noticing the tension, and her mood turning somber after Kurt's statement. "It was very nice to meet you Harry. I think you are exactly what Kurt needed" she said honestly. "And in a more personal observation, you are adorable together."

Harry and Kurt smiled in thanks.

"Good luck" said Kurt.

"You too…"

"I'm going to go find my seat" said Harry and kissed Kurt's cheek.

"Hey Harry" said Kurt and grabbed his neck, pulling him in for a quick peck. "For good luck!"

"In that case, the best of Britain to you..." he said happily, mockingly tipping an imaginary hat. Kurt laughed.

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While performing on stage, Kurt kept his eyes towards the audience, smiling brightly towards Harry for the most part, but occasionally looking to New Directions. Kurt was pleasantly surprised to see not only Ron, Fred and George, but also the girls.

"I see a Bugbear" said Luna, her eyes unfocused on the stage. Ron frowned confused, before he glanced at Harry.

"I have a bad feeling about this…" he said with a wince to the twins.

"That is not a happy face" said Katie trying not to laugh at Harry's tense frame. His face however softened when Kurt looked his way.

"Don't over react Harry, I am sure he was just performing" said Hermione, patting his hand.

"Yeah, and my ass is skinny" snorted Angelina quietly.

The boys wisely remained quiet, and hoped Blaine knew better than to sing parts of the song straight to Kurt from now on. At least Kurt had spent the time on stage making goo eyes with Harry, and hadn't noticed the 'blow my mind' gesture from Blaine.

The moment the music finish, Harry and his friend shot out of their seats, clapping with everybody and whistling. Kurt blushed, knowing it had been more for him than the Warblers. Soon New Directions was following their example, as well as the rest of the public.

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"A hummingbird is floating our way" said Luna. Kurt arrived then and was received with hugs and congratulations, making him a little overwhelmed by the attention. They were a little too much to take in all at once.

A sharp whistle made them all shut up and freeze.

"Appreciated" said Harry nodding his head slowly. "Now unhand my boyfriend" Angela and Katie, who were all hugging him and squashing Luna against him, slowly released him. "Let's all try to remember Kurt is actually sane, unlike all of us, and has yet to come to this conclusion."

"Oh, I realized alright" said Kurt laughing at their antics and coming forwards to wrap his arms around Harry. "And you, my Lord, are madder than a hatter or all of them put together."

"Not you too" moaned Harry in despair.

"It's a catchy nickname" shrugged Kurt, kissing his jaw.

"It's not a…" started Angelina, but was quickly silenced by Katie's foot.

"Nickname we thought you catch" finished Hermione.

"When in Rome…" shrugged Kurt again, making them all laugh.

Fred and George sniffed dramatically, pretending to dry tears from their eyes. "He's one of us now!" they chorused.

"Oh goodie" said Kurt with sarcasm.

"I tried to protect you" said Harry solemnly. "You did this to yourself…" There was a dinging noise and Kurt took that as his cue to return to the Warblers.

"Just remember, tonight you are having dinner at my place and I shall get revenge" said Kurt with a glint in his eyes.

"It's ok Harry, I'll plant Gurdyroots in your grave" said Luna. Her eyes glazed over the audience and suddenly she tensed. "Nargles!" before she could wander off, Katie grabbed her arm in reflexion.

"Would you like"

"Ocean view?"

"Cause we can"

"Arrange that"

"For that matter, would you like your body cremated?" asked Hermione.

"How about music? Would it be awkward if Kurt sings?" asked Katie, still holding onto Luna, who was staring at something with eagle precision.

"Do we have to wear black? Or are you looking for something happier?" continued Angelina.

"Also, can I suggest an open bar?" asked Ron.

"Very funny guys" said Harry rolling his eyes. "I am quite concerned of how much you have actually thought about this…"

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In Harry's opinion, New Directions had done a better job. Not that the Warblers were bad, it's just that he wasn't their biggest fan. He would always choose playing an instrument over singing, and the whole a cappella thing was against that principle. However he was biased and he wanted Kurt's team to win. He smiled when he saw Kurt and a black girl's interaction. He guessed she was Mercedes, Kurt's best friend. He was quite pleased when both teams made it to regionals.

Kurt was dragging an excited Mercedes behind him, fighting the crowd and trying to spot his boyfriend. Somebody bumped into him, almost making him fall.

"Watch where you go fa…" started to say the boy with a sneer, and the next thing Kurt knew the boy was in the floor.

"Oh, do pardon me" said Harry towering over the stranger, using advantage of his tall frame, after 'bumping' into him and making him fall from the impact. The twins quickly grabbed him from under his arms and put him on his feet. "But never mind that, you were about to say something to my boyfriend and I interrupted."

Harry's hand found Kurt's and squeezed, Ron was next to him, while Fred and George stood at each side of the boy, all of them looking quite intimidating, and the usual uncaring and relaxed air was missing. Hermione and the rest of the girls were to one side, with their arms crossed and hostile expressions on their faces, except for Luna who was looking at everything in confusion.

"Nothing" mumbled the boy and quickly escaped.

"Not bad white boy, not bad at all" whispered Mercedes to the deft ears of his friend, who was too busy staring at Harry in surprise. Harry turned his attention to Kurt.

"Are you ok?" asked Harry, while escorting him and Mercedes out.

Kurt stared at their joined hands and remembered how Harry had gotten in the way of the bully. The British boy had been ready to jump in his defense, proud and unapologetic about their relationship. His friends, who were quickly becoming their friends, had been equally protective.

"Never better" he said, squeezing their hands and trying not to think of how New Directions had never been this quick to react in his defense.

"We have to go, we have quite a ride back and early practice tomorrow" said Ron referring to himself and the twins.

"Congrats again Kurt" said Fred.

"Totally deserved it" nodded George.

The girls waved at him, extracted a promise for a shopping trip in the near future and they all climbed into their cars. It left him alone with Harry and Mercedes.

"So, let's just be clear about something here" said Mercedes narrowing her eyes. "You break my boy's heart, and I will cut you."

"Fair enough" was Harry's good hearted response.

Kurt liked him all the more for going along with his friend craziness, and got a sudden understanding of Harry's appreciation towards his attitude in regards to his own friends.

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"So Harry, Kurt tells me you studied in Scotland before coming over" said Burt, perfectly polite, but his eyes were slightly narrowed, looking for anything he wouldn't approve. So far the boy had passed with flying colors, which was even more annoying than him failing.

He had charmed Carole in the initial 30 seconds of conversation he had with her. He and Finn however, remained skeptical of Harry in general.

"Yes, it was also a boarding school, Dalton's sister school to be more precise and the reason I came to Ohio" resumed Harry. "The process was a lot easier that way."

"Mmm" said Burt noncommittally. "What do you know about cars?"

"Do you like Call of Duty?" asked Finn at the same time.

Kurt had never been more embarrassed in his life. Harry simply smiled and proceeded to answer. Yes, he liked the game. He knew a fair bit, he could solve most common problems and change tires obviously, but he wouldn't be able to do drastic things. Carole and Kurt gave up on the three of them, and had their own conversation on the side. Talking about how he and Harry met and started dating.

"You play soccer right?"

"Yes, I am the captain…" said Harry to the surprise of Kurt, who knew how much it bugged him when people referred to his favorite sport that way.

It was in that moment Kurt knew without shadow of a doubt, that Harry was serious about him and that Blaine was wrong. Very, very wrong.

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"That went well" said Kurt.

"If you ignore the obvious hostility and suspicious glares, and how your dad's hand seemed to be twitching to reach for something" said Harry laughing.

Kurt rolled his eyes at his exaggerations. "He likes you. I can tell… do you want another pillow?"

"I'm alright, thanks" said Harry.

"I'm sorry we are sleeping in the floor" mumbled Kurt. "The new furniture should arrive soon."

"I have a sleeping bag" said Harry, waving his concerns off. "I'm young enough you won't hear complaints from me in the morning… and you are here."

"Good to know" laughed Kurt quietly, aware of the open door policy his dad had laid down, and even more aware of how close his and Harry's sleeping bags were to each other. "Sorry we have to wake up so early tomorrow."

"Stop apologizing, seriously, no worries Kurt, I am happy you brought me here" said Harry. "I like your family."

"Let's hope next time you can meet the rest of New Directions" said Kurt and moved so he could face Harry. "Goodnight."

"Night" said Harry closing the distance to kiss him goodnight.

The warmth of Harry's body next to him lulled him to sleep within minutes.

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"You didn't come to the dorm last night" said Blaine not looking at him.

"I left you a copy of the permission slip" said Kurt not in the mood to deal with this today.

"I heard Potter didn't stay either" he pointed out.

"Yeah" said Kurt. "He stayed at my home, he was meeting my family and we decided to wake up early rather than arrive late. Any other enquiries, concerns or bullshit, feel free to check with the faculty, my dad or somebody who gives a damn."

Blaine stared at Kurt's tense form retreating and wondered how to fix the situation. He didn't want to lose his friend, not over this. He was feeling very frustrated about everything now that Sectionals was out of the way. Kurt deserved to be happy, but he didn't think Potter would be good for him in the long run. Then again, maybe he was pushing things too far and it was time to back off.

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"…and there's this place that sells the most delicious Fish and Chips in the whole of England" said Harry enthusiastically. "Since they are on the coast, they get their fish on the same day, so it's always fresh, and when you put just the right amount of salt and vinegar, it's the most perfect thing you can eat while walking on the peer… so yeah, that was definitely my favorite thing about living in Brighton."

Kurt had been listening to Harry talk about England for a while and couldn't get enough. Harry had told him about his time in London, Manchester, Brighton, Bristol, Birmingham and Scotland; the last one consisting mostly of stories about Hogwarts, his old school.

"Why did your parents move so much?" asked Kurt tilting his head, suddenly wondering how they hadn't approached this topic yet. He had talked a lot about his father and even briefly his mother. They should have talked about Harry's family by now, but they haven't.

He could see the moment Harry's happy expression closed off.

"I didn't…" he seemed to be struggling with something. "It wasn't them that moved me a lot. More like my relatives fault."

"Oh" said Kurt, dying to ask more questions. However Harry seemed troubled with what little information he had shared. Maybe it was a topic they should revisit some other time.

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Kurt looked around, making sure there was nobody watching before he entered and closed the door immediately after.

"Great!" he said once he saw who was in the room. "You're all here…"

"I didn't have much choice did I?" asked somebody sarcastically. "You grabbed me and dragged me here!"

"And I am very grateful for your cooperation" snapped Kurt in return.

The boy seemed completely off put. "Look, I have practice in…"

"Yes, yes, all very important" said Kurt waving him off. "But I have reunited you all here for a very important reason. I need your help and I need you not to tell Harry about this."

The air suddenly turned very tense.

"You want us to keep something from Harry?" finally asked Jeff staring at Kurt like he was crazy.

"Are you out of your fucking mind?" asked a third person. "I don't care what you're doing, I don't want to know!" he followed that by pressing two fingers against his ears and chanting loudly.

Kurt eyes narrowed. "You will help or I will release the twins on you."

The four people in the room stared at him in return.

"I can't deny that I am intrigued" said the final boy with a condescending air. "What exactly do you want?"

"Of course you Riddle would jump at the chance to one up Harry" mumbled somebody.

"Wood, do shut up" said Tom annoyed.

"Seth!" said Jeff finally fed up with him and grabbing his hands. "At least listen to him!"

"We are all going to die" whimpered Seth, but settled down.

Kurt stood up straighter. "I need help from people close to him, but I can't go to the Weasley for obvious reasons…"

"They would blab before you even had the chance to finish talking" agreed Jeff.

"What makes you think we won't talk?" asked Tom with a raised eyebrow.

"I can tell the other three are scared enough of the twins to at least keep quiet" said Kurt. "You, I don't know…"

"I guess I can do it for a prize" said Tom with a scary smirk. Kurt felt a chill, but was too stubborn to show how it affected him. Before Jeff could intervene, the newest Warbler spoke.

"Deal" he said with fake bravado.

Jeff froze, only one thought in his head. Harry was going to kill him.

He let his head hit the table with a thud.

This was not good.

Not good at all.

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"The Heliopath are rising" said Luna while hanging upside down from a tree.

Below her Hermione passed a page from her book, ignoring her completely.

Ron and his brothers were completely focused on the iPhone that was streaming an American Football game that nobody but them cared about.

Angelina and Katie didn't stop their quiet gossiping next to the boys.

Harry lazily opened one eye, looked around and went back to his nap.

"Something wicked this way comes" said Luna gently swaying, her hair almost tickling Harry's face.

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I seem to have created a lot of controversy with the 60 reviews deal, some think it's great others not so much.

So first of all, to the anonymous reviewer that said that my deal was bullshit (while sweetly adding that I could have gotten the reviews without the deal... Thanks? I guess) I just wanted to say that when we get to the 15 chapter is not that I am stopping, I will continue to publish once a week instead of when we reach 60 / the date I allocate. That way I can still remain ahead and you still get frequent updates.

But I am open to suggestions. I will let you all decide. If you prefer to get updates once a week from now on, then ok, I can do that, or if you wanna keep the deal until chapter 15 as I promised, I can do that too.

I will put a poll on my profile for three days.

Honestly, I didn't mean to upset anybody. (And to be clear, it's a point that has been raised by other people, not just the anon review.)

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To the other anonymous review that said he/she hated Blaine. No dear, I am open to many suggestions and even willing to let you all decide how often/how you get updates, but no way will this become a Kurt x Harry, sorry.

You might as well stop reading if that's what you want, there are some lovely fics out there KurtxHarry, mine is not one of them and I like to think I've been more than clear since the start where I am heading.

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Deal still available for this chapter.

So see you at 450 or 07/06

All the best,

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