The next morning Kurt woke up early, so he just lay in his bed, thinking.
Santana had told him about Blaine’s little trick with Runes, and Kurt was amazed by the sneaky plan coming from a Hufflepuff.
So Blaine was trying to seduce him? Well, he would be happy to play along and let the dorky little boy sweep him off his feet.
These fantasies were interrupted by the thought of the Transfiguration essay he had forgotten yesterday, which was due that day, so Kurt got out of bed with a groan.
“At least I have the bathroom for myself,” he said to himself as he tiptoed through his sleeping roommates.
All fresh and ready to get over with his essay before classes, Kurt returned to the room to find Puck yawning and stretching his arms sleepily.
“Someone is up early. Aren’t we a little lovesick?” Noah teased him, and Kurt answered with his trademark bitchface, as he packed his schoolbag for the day.
“I have forgotten to write my Transfiguration essay. So I’m going up to the commons to finish it. You can join me, if you want.”
Puck shook his head with a terrified look on his face.
“Homework before 8am? You’re really out of your mind. I’m not the masochistic type, thank you. So you’re not planning to sneak into the Hufflepuff dorms to wake your Hobbit Prince with a morning bj?” Noah asked with a smirk, and Kurt charmed a pillow to hit the boy as he passed by him.
“No. I meant what I said yesterday. I really want this to work.”
With that, Kurt closed the door behind himself.

In the common room, he sat down next to the fire and pulled out the essay, but couldn’t concentrate on the work he was supposed to do.
Staring at the empty parchment, the only thing on Kurt’s mind was what Puck had said.
He hated to admit, but slipping into the Hufflepuff dormitories was a really tempting idea. Pretty brilliant actually, but there was one tiny little problem: Kurt had no idea where the Hufflepuff dorms were. He did remember that it was somewhere near the kitchen, though, because that was the way Blaine had gone the previous day.
It was such a silly idea…They weren’t even dating yet, and he was thinking about meeting the curly-haired boy at his dorm.
But no matter how crazy it was, Kurt wanted to do it, so he packed up his untouched piece of parchment and all his other stuff to go and search for the Hufflepuff commons.

The hallways were totally empty and ruled by silence, which was only broken by the sound of Kurt’s steps, echoing between the ancient walls.
He walked through the Entrance Hall in the suspected direction of the Hufflepuff dorms, while passing the closed doors of the Great Hall. If his intuition was right, Blaine’s dorm was fortunately really close to his, just a five minute walk away.
Kurt slowed down, trying to find out which painting could hide the secret passage, when he heard voices from down the corridor.
“Oh thank Merlin, Hufflepuffs!” He said to himself with a relieved sigh.
When Kurt got closer to the group of guys, he could see that only one of them was wearing the yellow-black badge and tie, the others were Slytherins. And not the friendly types, either. Kurt just so happened to stumble upon some of the worst kind of bullies he had misfortune to know, who were in the middle of pushing the terrified looking Hufflepuff into the wall.
“We told you no one wants you here, Irish! This school doesn’t need your green little gay-face, so go back home to sing with the leprechauns!”
The biggest stud was holding the Irish boy’s tie, while the other two gorillas kept him in place.
“Now we'll teach you to respect the ones better than you...” The head-bully whispered in a dangerously low tone. “So you won't forget your proper place... Ever.”
Kurt heard enough, so he stepped closer and pulled out his wand, pointing at the tall Slytherin’s back with it.
“Leave the boy alone, Archer and get lost!” He yelled at him and the bully called Archer turned around. Seeing that his attacker was Kurt, he let out a laugh. His two mates were confused, still holding the Hufflepuff, but regarding Kurt with narrowed eyes.
“Speaking of gay-face, look who we have here! What do you want, Hummel?”
“Let him go,” Kurt demanded and kept his gaze on Archer, nodding at the boy. “Just because you couldn’t fuck your girlfriend last night, you shouldn’t take your anger out on innocents. And don’t even try to deny it. The whole Slytherin house could hear it. Now, leave the poor guy alone and get out of here, or I will hex you,” he warned, before displaying a grin. “As we all know already, you are quite terrible with your wand...”
“I can tear you apart with my bare hands, you little fag, or let my friends do the dirty work for me. You still wanna risk it?” Archer taunted, raising an eyebrow cockily.
Kurt looked him up and down slowly before answering:
“You might be a huge bloke with a couple of gorillas, but I’m still the three-time Slytherin champion in dueling. So are you sure you want to try me? You would be unconscious before the first move. Get lost, NOW!” He emphasized every word with subtle movements of his wand, holding a stern glare on the bully.
“Fine, come on boys, let’s leave the fags alone,” Archer said finally, looking away from Kurt. “We are not done yet, Hummel! You will pay for this, I’m warning you.”
“I’m so afraid, I’m shaking,” Kurt's sarcasm was tangible in the air as he sneered at his – unfortunately - fellow Slytherin. “See you in the commons, you jerk!”
When Archer and his gang had left, Kurt turned to the Hufflepuff, who was just standing there shivering, still in shock.
“Are you alright? Did they hurt you?” He asked his pale little guy with concern.
The boy shook his head, looking at Kurt with his big blue eyes.
“No, they didn’t have time for that, thanks to you. Really thank you very much…” The words were flooding out of his mouth, thick with Irish accent, which could have as well been Chinese from how much Kurt could gather of what he was saying.
“Hey, hey slow down! I can’t understand a word,” Kurt stopped him with a chuckle. “What’s your name?”
“Rory Flanagan, fourth year Hufflepuff,” he answered shyly. “Can I ask you something? Why did you help me? You’re a Slytherin and those were your housemates. And I’m nobody.” Rory’s voice fell when he said the last words. It seemed he was so used to hearing similarly degrading and horrible things that he had started to believe it.
Kurt sighed. These jerks were not helping his fight against the prejudice plaguing the name of his house.
“I wouldn’t let anyone get bullied. I was there once, and it’s awful. And you are somebody Rory, don’t listen to them,” he replied, along with a reassuring smile.
The boy of Irish descent shrugged, looking away, tears shining in his eyes.
“It doesn’t matter… not really. I’m awfully glad you came along, but… what were you exactly doing here in such an early hour?” He finally turned his teary gaze to the other. “If you don't mind me asking,” he added politely, and reached up to wipe his face and nose with the back of his hand.
Now it was Kurt’s time to duck his head in embarrassment.
“I was looking for your common room. Not yours specifically, of course… I have a good friend here and…” He found himself mumbling and staring at his shoes.
Rory smiled and tapped Kurt’s shoulders.
“Relax, I understand. And it’s the least I can do, after you practically saved my life. Just go ahead until you find a picture of a big badger. You need to pet his head and say the password, Homenum Revelio.” He explained, trying to speak as slowly and clearly as he could.
Kurt looked up, and he was glad to see the boy happy again.
“Thank you, Rory. Take care, and remember: I’m on the other side of the Entrance Hall. If you feel lonely or sad, just come over.”
He waved goodbye to his new-found friend as he hurried down the corridor.

Blaine was waiting for Brittany and Tina at the entrance of the common room, when for his shock and surprise, Kurt appeared in the secret passage. When the blue-eyed Slytherin noticed Blaine, he tried to smile, but it came out as an embarrassed grin instead.
“What the… KURT?? What are you doing here? How did you…?? Why are you…?? WHAT THE HELL??”
Blaine had obviously problems with finding the words as he tried to get over the fact that the subject of his wet dreams and fantasies was just standing in the door of his dorm at 8 o’clock in the morning. On a weekday. Like if they were dating or something.
This whole thing – the situation itself, but mostly Blaine's reaction to his sudden and unplanned appearance – made Kurt even more self-conscious. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea, after all. Damn Puck and his idiotic suggestions...
“Surprise! I was just… walking by, you know, and I thought, why shouldn’t I stop by and say hello,” Kurt tried to cut himself out so he wouldn’t seem like some sort of weird stalker.
Blaine blinked at him a couple of times, still trying to process the information.
“Sure, it’s really good to see you. But how did you get in?” The Hufflepuff wondered at last.
“I have my mysterious ways. It’s a Slytherin thing, you know.”
Kurt’s facial muscles finally gave in and he flashed a charming smile, hoping he didn’t screw his things up totally with his love interest. For his relief, Blaine seemed happy with the sudden turn of events.
“Wow, its cool, it really is… well, good morning,” the curly-hair said awkwardly and he took the opportunity to check Kurt out, and he couldn’t keep himself form drooling at how unbelievably hot he was, once again.
They were staring at each other silently when the two girls Blaine was originally expecting arrived.
“Hi, Blaine,” Tina greeted him and she raised an eyebrow as she spotted the newcomer in Slytherin robes. “You must be Kurt, it’s really nice to finally meet you. I’m Tina Cohen-Chang, and I think you already now Brittany,” she gestured to the blonde girl next to her, who waved happily.
“Hey, potion boy!” She announced cheerfully, before she surprisingly swiftly changed her facial expression and narrowed her eyes, looking at the Slytherin badge on Kurt’s uniform. “There is snake, on you! Quick, we need to hide it away, because Blaine is a snake crusher!”
With that she covered the green-silver crest with her palm, glaring at her housemate. “I won’t let you to hurt this poor animal; it has the right to live!” She warned.
Blaine slapped his palms onto his own face, trying to hide himself from Kurt’s questioning look.
“What the hell? Is this some kind off Hufflepuff thing?” He cast a confused gaze at Brittany who still had her hands on him.
“Tina told me yesterday that Blaine is crushing a snake. Those are innocent little creatures and killing them is just cruel.”
The aforementioned boy blushed scarlet and wanted to die in shame. This was getting worse by the second and there was nowhere to hide. Why couldn’t he apparate on the school grounds?
“Can we go now?” He tried to mend his situation by changing the subject – and location. “I’m hungry, we should get some breakfast. Like, now!”
“It’s alright, Britt.” Tina was quick to react, feeling Blaine’s fear and inconvenience so she grabbed Brittany’s arm. “Everything’s going to be fine, just let’s leave them alone.”
The girls were gone in a minute, but Brittany’s voice was still audible from the corridor:
“Yeah, you are right. You said he is crushing ON a snake. But what does that mean? Is it still dangerous?”
Blaine was a total wreck. Red from head to toe, clutching his face with shaking hands, wishing that the ground would open up under him to just disappear, so he wouldn’t have to live through this humiliation.
Kurt, on the other hand, was smiling as a Cheshire cat, and he caressed Blaine’s jaw.
“Hey, relax. There’s nothing wrong, look at me,” he made him tilt his head up, but the hazel eyed boy still refused to obey, staring at the other way stubbornly.
“Blaine, I really like you, so there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. This whole thing is cute as hell. Now, look at me!”
“I just feel so ashamed, because I didn’t want you to know about this and now—”
Kurt interrupted him by putting his finger on his lips.
“If it makes you feel better, I can tell you that I felt and still feel the same. So why don’t you come over to the Slytherin common room this evening? It’s only fair, since I saw your place.”
Blaine’s eyes lit up with excitement and he finally looked at Kurt.
“You mean I can see the mermaids and the Giant Squid and everything? Awesome!”
The Slytherin boy smiled as his heart warmed up from how adorable this boy was.
“Yes, you little goofball, meet me after dinner in the Entrance Hall.”

It was only when Kurt sat down next to his friends to have breakfast that he realized what this meant. Blaine would come over and he would meet everyone. Oh crap. Now that’s going to be interesting.
“Well-well, little Kurtsie, where were you this morning? You weren’t studying in the commons when I came up.” Puck greeted him, grinning.
“Look at his face, we all know where he has been. Did you fuck him already? How was it?” Sebastian asked with a wink and laugh.
Kurt sighed and rolled his eyes.
“No, we didn’t have sex yet. Things are going great though, we are starting to get together. He is coming over tonight.”
He knew that this was probably just fuel to the fire, but he just didn’t care.
“Uh-lala, are we talking about every possible way of coming?” Sebastian couldn't keep himself from asking, of course. “Get some, Hummel!”
“Would it be too much to ask from you to behave while Blaine is there? He is a cute and adorable Hufflepuff and you could scare him for life. Pretty please?” Kurt tried the impossible.
“No chance lady-pants. We will give your hobbit a real Slytherin welcome.” Puck said, tapping Kurt’s shoulder.
“Oh Merlin, kill me...” Kurt pleaded, raising his blue eyes up to the ceiling, maybe somewhere hoping the legendary magician would hear him, as he buried his brow into his hands.

When Blaine didn’t show up at breakfast, Tina started to worry. Hummel was at his table and looked totally normal, so there had to be something else.
She picked up a few pieces of toast and hastily wrapped them up in a napkin, grabbed Brittany’s hand (the poor girl wouldn’t find their class alone) and headed to Charms.
For her relief, Blaine was waiting at the door of the classroom.
“Oh, thank Merlin, where have you been?” Tina attacked him with a tight hug. “Is everything alright? What did he say?”
The boy noticed the package of food and took it gratefully.
“Sorry, I was just running out of time, so I skipped the meal. And everything was fine, I think… He said he likes me and I got an invitation to the snake-nest for tonight.” Blaine sighed as he ate the toasted slices of bread quickly.
Tina clapped her hands and let out a triumphant yell.
“I knew it! He is totally head over heels for you, isn’t he? I told you, everything’s gonna be fine. And you are going to his room? Wow, way to go! Just make sure you use protection. The magical STDs are really not fun.” She chirped, but Blaine's wide-eyed stare interrupted her, and she had to chuckle and shrug. “Don’t look at me like that, I’m just trying to be the responsible friend!”
“I’m not going to have sex with him! We are not even together yet!” Blaine gave her an indignant look.
“Yes, you are. This will be your second date. So technically, you two are dating now. And why would you think he called you over?”
Blaine got nervous, he didn’t even think about that. He was not simply just a virgin, but he had never even been kissed by anyone, ever. And he was sure that Kurt had much more experience.
“Are you sure?” The desperation in his voice made Tina’s heart sink. Maybe she was too harsh.
Once again, it was Brittany who solved the situation.
“Santana told me last night, that Kurt is totally lovesick. So make sure you take care of him when he is throwing up hearts. Poor little boy, no wonder his robes were all so green.”
Blaine’s anxiousness disappeared and he hugged the blonde girl.
“I love you, Britt!” He laughed with mirth. “Oh, this will be a fun night.”