It was his last year.

His fucking last year.

He and a bunch of other New Direction members were there for their last year at Hogwarts. Of course, Dumbledore didn't pick him, so no fabulous Head Boy badge for Kurt Hummel. He was pleased to hear that Mike was the new Head Boy.

And, oh man, it was time for his NEWTs too. September already started horribly. The amount of schoolwork was unreal.

"I really envy Blaine now."

"Hmm?" Quinn looked up from her book.

"Me, envying Blaine. Blaine, who is free to play Quidditch now. Blaine, who has one more year of freedom."

"Aren't you exaggerating a little bit, Kurtsie," Quinn closed her book. She was so done with Defence Against The Dark Arts, theory part. "He has schoolwork too, hon, but just… different schoolwork. Remember, he has to do this next year."

Kurt also closed his book. “I am so freaking done, I'm going outside, cheer on Blaine, who is able to play Quidditch now.”

"Exaggerating!" Quinn called after him, but Kurt had grabbed his fancy new Ravenclaw scarf and had left.

He knew it was probably too hot outside to wear a scarf, but Kurt looked fabulous in it. Kurt made his way to the Quidditch field and smiled when he saw Blaine up in the air. “Goddamnit Anderson!” he heard.

It was Katherine Flores, the Hufflepuff team captain. “Suddenly you're flying like a bloody doxy and that means something.” “Sorry, Kat!” “It is Ms Flores for you when I'm coaching. Go fly!” Kurt saw Blaine rolling his eyes and he continued flying.

"Kat, his man arrived," Jack Hayes, also from the Hufflpuff team, snickered. Katherine stopped flying immediately. "God help the world," she sighed and signed something to Blaine. "What, Kat, why?" he spluttered. "It is Mr Flores-" "But Jack called you-" "-and I cannot have you in the Hospital Wing. We have to compete against Gryffindor in a week and you're my best player. Go."

Blaine mumbled something and flew to Kurt and landed…. quite ungracefully.

"Blaine, are you okay!?" more Hufflepuffs landed. Kurt, laughing, helped Blaine up. "I'm fine, I'm okay," he assured his teammates. "Maybe I'll have you in the Hospital Wing after all," Katherine rolled her eyes, but she also smiled, "Now shoo. Go with your man and stop interrupting the training. Slytherin will have the field in an hour and we really need to- ugh, whatever. Just go."

And she was in the air again. Others followed.

"Someone's bossy," Kurt said, "You sure you okay?" "She is like this sometimes," Blaine smirked, "And I am okay."

"MaF room?" Kurt asked hopefully.

"MaF room," Blaine agreed.

"How was your day with Blaine?" Quinn grinned. "Shut up you," Kurt laughed it away and went to his dorm room. He heard Quinn calling: "So it must've been good, uh?"

He opened the door and he was relieved when he saw that the dorm was empty.

He fell face-down on his bed (or was it Mike's? Ugh, never mind. It was a bed.)

To be honest, it went horrible. It was Kurt last year. They both knew and while Kurt had figured his whole life out, Blaine had a long way to go. They spent most of the time debating and going through all Blaine's options- and damn, there were a lot.

After that, Blaine listened some music while Kurt was studying for his NEWTs. They parted without saying “I love you.”

"Girls, I all called you here because I need your advice," Kurt was pacing in the now-empty Ravenclaw common room, "Boy advice."

Quinn, Mercedes, Tina, Rachel, Sugar, Brittany and Santana squealed. “Wait? Why isn't Lauren here?” Sugar pointed out. “Lauren can't give me proper advice when it comes to boys,” Kurt answered, still pacing, “I love her to death, but she is not the right candidate for all this. She'd probably tell me just to bang him or something.”

"Okay, but then why is Santana here?" Mercedes asked, "She'd tell you the same." "Since Santana is a lesbian, she won't be giving me boys advice. I need her Lima Heights Adjacent advice, if needed," Kurt answered and Santana looked satisfied.

"But Brittany is also a lesbian- I mean, excuse me, Brittany!" Sugar quickly said, "She is bi and she has a girlfriend now. She can't give you boy advice either, so why is she here?"

"Because I believe Brittany should've been a Ravenclaw, because she is smart," Kurt said and Tina pretended to choke on something. Brittany smiled. Kurt stopped pacing and continued. "She is smart, but on her own special way. She seems to know things before others notice them. She is probably the most magical and wisest girl I've met."

For the first time in years, Santana genuinely smiled at Kurt in an affectionate way. Brittany was blushing.

"Okay, that was nice and moving, but you needed advice?" Quinn said, "And it is about Blaine-" "Being extremely miserable because his dolphin is leaving and he has no idea what to do with his own life because he doesn't want to be a disappointment?" Brittany finished.

Everyone gaped at her.

"Brittany, no offense, but that is-" "True," Kurt said, "I told you so. She knows.” “Maybe she should be a Seer or something?” Tina suggested but Brittany quickly shook her head. “No, no, I want to be a dancer.”

"Ladies! Kurt has a problem, remember?" Quinn said loudly, "The common room is empty for now. It's our chance to talk since a few Gryffindors claimed the Room of Requirement for this day."

"Yes, like I was saying… Brittany is right," Kurt continued and started pacing again, "I mean, I obviously want him with me in New York, but I don't want to push him." "You should," Santana interjected.

"Ignoring you. I don't know much about his dad, since he doesn't like to talk about it-" "But he is your boyfriend!" Sugar exclaimed in horror, "Interrogate him with Veritaserium if you want to!"

"Ignoring you too. Now, can I please finish?" The girls nodded. "Thanks. I mean, this whole thing is killing him from the inside, I can see it. Have you noticed it? He stopped bouncing and he doesn't complain when Rachel takes all the solos. And there is so much more."

"He is right," Quinn sighed, "A few days ago, I tried talking to him about this new bowtie they sell at Gladrags Wizardwear and he totally ditched me." "Maybe I should buy him something from Zonko's to cheer him up?" Rachel suggested and Mercedes sighed.

"He has also been distant," Kurt told them, "Like really, really distant. We haven't said ‘I love you' in weeks. The last time he said it was during the last week of September. It's almost November.” The girls shrieked in horror.

"Oh boy, this is bad," Rachel said, "I remember when this happened with my daddies. They worked it all out in the end, of course, but this isn't good."

"I just want to be the supportive boyfriend here!" Kurt said, "I want to help him because I care for him because I love him. I need to be gentle, caring and loving."

"So, why am I here again?" Santana rolled her eyes.

"I said ‘I need her Lima Heights Adjacent advice, if needed and you never know,” Kurt said impatiently, “Girls, what do I do?”

"Kurt, what do you want us to say?" Quinn asked.

"Isn't it obvious," Brittany's eyes sparkled when she looked up, "You need to work him open-" Kurt's face fell. Maybe Brittany wasn't as smart as he thought. "The correct term is ‘open him up', honey," Santana whispered frantically. "But San, you said-" "I know what I said, but that is something else." "Oh."

The other girls shook their heads.

"Like I was saying, you need to open him up first," Brittany continued, "Talk to him or ask some guidance. You and narwhal are destined to be, but you just need time. You're both young. It will take some time, but you'll get there. After you worked him- uh, opened him up you can start planning your future together. I want to be the flower girl at your wedding: remember that!"

Kurt was so right about Brittany.

"I'm a little bit confused," Blaine shifted in his seat, "Professor, why are we here?"

"Well, Kurt thought the two of you needed some couple counselling," professor Pillsbury said and gestured to Kurt, who was sitting next to Blaine.

"Are you qualified for that?" Blaine narrowed his eyes. "Not really. Or at all," professor Pillsbury admitted, "Bu-But Sam and Mercedes came to talk to me and yeah, yeah…"

She was right. Sam and Mercedes were back together and they were stronger than ever.

"But I just want you two to know that this is a safe place for you to discuss your problems," professor Pillsbury said and Blaine started. "Oh, well okay. First, Kurt needs to stop snapping his fingers at people when he needs a cheesecake. I once had an elf standing in my dorm room crying about it, Kurt."

Kurt buried his head in his hands. He hadn't planned on this, but he still felt ashamed.

"Also, stop slipping bronzer into my moisturizer," Blaine pointed out. "You look good with a little colour," Kurt hissed back.

"I only use lotion on my hands. It just looks weird if a person has tanned hands!"

"Kurt, would you still love Blaine if he didn't have tanned hands?" professor Pillsbury quickly interrupted, but Blaine ignored her and continued his rant.

"And, While we're being perfectly honest, I don't like, that with every conversation we always end up talking about NYADA. What song you're going to sing, and what - what outfit you're going to wear to your call back, How amazing New York is! I know it is, I've been there with you.

And it's like our plans for the future is the only thing we talk about now, Kurt. And it's, it's amazing that you have your dreams and your plans and a dad who encourages you to follow them. But some of us aren't that lucky. And it feels like you're pushing me to make a decision. You're just going too fast without looking back. How's that supposed to make me feel?”

He finally looked up and oh god- he was actually crying.

"In a few months, you're going to be gone. With this brand new life, and this brand new friends, this brand new everything, and I'm going to be right here, by myself, still figuring out what to do with this life. And you're right, I have been distant, and I'm sorry. But I'm just, trying to practice what life is going to be like without you."

"Blaine…"

"I don't care if you want to go to the Muggle world our to the wizarding world. I just want you to stay, but I won't do that to you."

"Blaine…"

"Because I love you too much for that."

"Blaine…"

"Blaine, maybe you should let Kurt speak," professor Pillsbury suggested.

Blaine stopped talking and nodded. Kurt saw this as the perfect opportunity to grab his hand. “Blaine, listen to me. I'm sorry, okay. I didn't mean to push you or anything. I never intended to,” he said.

"I-"

"No let me finish," Kurt said and squeezed his hand, "You need to time for this, I understand and I will help you."

"But you'll be in New York?" Blaine questioned. Kurt looked to professor Pillsbury, who nodded encouragingly. "But you will not be alone," Kurt said fondly, "I will write you every day and you'll visit in Christmas. And as far as I'm concerned, you aren't going to lose me. We will figure it out, okay?"

Blaine, who was once again crying, nodded. “I love you.”

"Love you too."

Life passed fast after that. They both went home on Christmas and they sent Kurt's NYADA application to New York (saying that he will most likely graduate from McKinley).

Blaine introduced Kurt properly to Cooper and also to his parents. His dad grumbled something, but he didn't threw Kurt (or Blaine) out of the house. That was good enough.

Kurt hung out with all the other New Direction members too. It was nice.

"Are you kidding me, Wood?" Kurt heard on one February day. Blaine also seemed to listen. "You—need- -" they heard another person. "Yes, I understand, but how am I going to do this? The game is in three weeks and we have no replacements since he was the replacement. We cannot play with two Chasers!”

"It's Derek Wood, nephew of the infamous Oliver Wood," Blaine whispered, "He is the Ravenclaw Quidditch team captain."

"Wood, uh? Yeah I've seen him slumping around the common room," Kurt whispered back, "But what is he doing?"

"I think he's talking with Senne Seemstra, your house's Keeper," Blaine whispered, "And it seems like there is something with one of your Chasers." He grabbed Kurt's hand. "Come on, let's get a closer look."

"Blaine!" Kurt hissed, but Blaine was already dragging him to a better place. They saw Derek and Senne talking and they didn't look happy.

"We're against Gryffindor! You know how strong their team is and, face it, Budger is our best Chaser, even though he is a replacement. Dams and Strings are good too, but Budger is better. And now he in the Hospital ward for god knows how long."

"I understand, Derek," Senne said, "We just need to- uh, try outs! As soon as possible. There must be someone in the Ravenclaw house who is good enough to fill in for god knows how long." "I have the feeling he'll have to stay there for quite some time, Senne. And it's unsure if he's able to play after that. They hit him really hard during practise."

"We just need to find a new Chaser, Derek."

Suddenly, Blaine stepped away from Kurt and cleared his throat. Derek and Senne turned around and saw him. “Anderson!” Derek exclaimed, “The Hufflepuff Chaser.” Blaine nodded and Kurt was gesturing for him to come back, but Blaine ignored it.

"Wood, please forgive me for eavesdropping," Blaine said and Senne's eyes widened. "You did what!" she yelled, "How dare you! You are the enemy here."

Derek calmed her down. “But Senne has a point, Blaine. It's not okay to eavesdrop on your opponent.”

"I know and like I said, forgive me. But I heard that something happened to Budger and that your team needs a new Chaser as soon as possible," Blaine continued, "And I think I know someone from the Ravenclaw house who can help you out."

"Seriously?"

"Yes. As you may know, I'm in the Muggleborn and Friends, so I know a lot of people from all houses, not only mine," Blaine said proudly, "I'm even closer with the so-called New Directions and one of those can fly perfectly."

Kurt's mind was racing. Tina couldn't fly that good and Artie- well… you know. Only Quinn and Mike left. Mike probably, since Quinn disliked Quidditch and Blaine knew that.

"Well… who?" Senne asked sceptically.

"Kurt Hummel," Blaine beamed and Kurt's jaw hit the floor.

"Who?" Senne repeated.

"He?" Derek asked in disbelief.

“Me?” Kurt yelled.

Blaine took him by the hand and guided him to Derek and Senne. “Ah, him!” Senne said, finally recognizing him.

"Blaine, I- this is ridiculous!" Kurt said. "No it's not," Blaine said sternly, "You've been defying gravity all summer since Wicked and Quinn has told me that you've been doing it here too. She told me that it relaxes you."

"Yes, because I can do it my way," Kurt said, "I can fly- everyone can. But not everyone can play Quidditch." "Kurt, you are an excellent defying gravitier. That isn't a word, but it is now. You can show them."

Derek shrugged. “What do we have to lose? Let's go to the field.”

Despite his protests, Kurt ended up flying high. He went fast and made several loops. When he landed, he actually beamed. Blaine whooped and leaned in to kiss him.

"What do you think, Wood?" he said to Derek. Derek and Senne exchanged some glares. "He can fly, yeah," Senne admitted, even though she didn't seem to like the idea. "He can fly amazingly well," Derek said, "What do you think, Kurt?"

"But, my broom isn't- It's a Shooting Star, Blaine! It's not like your Firebolt or, dunno, Santana's Numbus 2005," Kurt protested. "I can lend you the Cleansweep 14 you're holding now," Derek said. He looked convinced.

So that's how Kurt joined the team. Quinn was surprised when he told her the news. Most students were. Kurt's school life was even more busier now. He had the NEWTs and Quidditch. He trained almost every day with the others.

And when they beat Gryffindor, Derek basically pleaded Kurt to stay. To everyone's surprise, Kurt accepted. When his dad found out, he was incredibly proud.

"Hufflepuff has won from Slytherin," Derek said in the second weekend of May, "We might win the House cup, but only if we beat them in the finale. If we lose, the Quidditch Cup will go to the ‘Puffs. We have two more weeks."

"I feel bad for Gryffindor and Slytherin though," the other Chaser, Ed Dams, said. Morgan Strings, the third Chaser nodded. "They are always so strong and now they're out of the game."

"Whatever!" Camilia Moore, the Seeker, said, "We beat them! That means something. People need to stop staring down at us. A lot of people still think that the Ravenclaw team is the weakest."

The Beaters, Leo Clark and Autumn King, agreed with her. Autumn stood up. “More reason why we need to kick Hufflepuff's arse!” she yelled proudly. The other stood up too and raised their brooms. Kurt laughed and joined them.

He actually quite liked his team.

After weeks of training, studying and (most importantly) kissing Blaine, it was time for the big finale. “Are you nervous?” Quinn asked that morning. Kurt was already wearing his – horrible – Quidditch gear. “Should I be?” he asked.

"You're against Blaine, you know that, right?" Tina clarified. "Of course I know that, Tay," Kurt said, "I know what my boyfriend is doing." He turned around and smiled when he saw Blaine staring from the Hufflepuff table. Blaine blew an air kiss.

"The two of you are disgustingly adorable," Artie said.

"Team!" Derek shouted, "Let's go!" Kurt's friends wished him luck and Kurt smiled.

"Okay, one of the Chasers has a Firebolt, remember that!" Derek said when they were all alone, "And don't react so daft. We can win this game, guys, now that Kurt's on the team."

Senne rolled her eyes. Kurt didn't know why, but she never really liked him.

"Why do you think that?" Camilia asked, "His boyfriend is the ‘Puff with the Firebolt. I bet he'll go easy on him."

"Wait, he is?" Ed asked and Autumn groaned. "Ed!" she said, "How could you not know. The two of them are everywhere!" "I'm sorry for not paying attention to my housemate's love lives!" he said in defence.

"Guys, not now!" Derek hissed, "It's time."

"And the game has begun, ladies and gentlemen!" Michael Jordan, Lee Jordan's son, commented, “It is the grand finale: Ravenclaw vs. Jigglypuff-" Some Hufflepuffs booed.

"JORDAN!" McGonagall yelled. She was not ready for yet another Jordan making inappropriate comments. It was Michael's first year, so that meant six more!

"Yea, fine, fine. I obviously meant Hufflepuff," he said, "Anyway, here we go, people! On the Ravenclaw team: Seemstra, Dams, Strings, Hummel, Moore, Clark, King with their captain Wood. On Hufflepuff we have: Peters, Anderson, Matthews, Walker, Davis, Harris, Hayes and their captain Flores!"

"Okay guys, let's do this!" Derek said. They all nodded and flew up high.

"And the game has begun, people and- oh! Anderson already has the Quaffle. That bloke has a Firebolt, people. You better watch out for him, because the Firebolts are-"

"COMMENTARY, JORDAN, NOT ADVERTISMENT!" McGonagall yelled at him.

"But what is that? Oooooh! Dams has it now!"

Kurt's gaze followed Dams and the two other Hufflepuff Chasers chasing him. He quickly followed them.

"Dams is getting closer and closer and- OH WOW. Peters defended the hoop flawlessly!" Kurt groaned in agony, but that agony disappeared when he saw Blaine catching the Quaffle. Kurt went faster. Blaine saw him coming and smiled teasingly, but also lovingly.

Kurt returned that smile.

"Look at this, guys!" Michael yelled enthusiastically, "Anderson has the Quaffle but we can all see Hummel coming his way. And we all know what's going on between the two of them. What will it be, what will it be? Will Hummel take the Quaffle or will this be yet another sappy love story that we can all tell our grandchildren when we are olde-"

"JORDAN!"

"Sorry professor!"

I liked this Jordan kid.

Suddenly, a Bludger emerged from out of nowhere. Blaine had to duck quickly and he accidently let go of the Quaffle. Kurt caught it.

"AND HUMMEL'S GOT IT!" Michael said, "And he's fast, very, very fast. Even with his Cleansweep 14, people. Anderson is being chased by Bludgers. Where are the Beaters?"

Kurt saw the other Chasers following him, so he went even faster. He saw Peters looking at him and Kurt smiled crookedly.

"And there he goes, there he goes. The others try to chase him, but they all know that they're no match to Anderson, because damn boy! Anderson got lucky! That he landed-"

"COMMENTARY!"

"I meant, the ‘Puff's Chasers are after him, chasing him in a non-romantic way, but Hummel is fast. And he- there he-"

Kurt saw his chance and threw the Quaffle.

"HUMMEL SCORES! HE SCORED! TEN POINTS FOR RAVENCLAW. SUCK IT JIGGLYPUFF!" The Ravenclaw students all whooped and cheered. Blaine gave him a thumbs-up.

"And while we were all celebrating, Davis has spotted the Snitch." Camilia's head perked up and she quickly followed Aaliyah.

Kurt, on the other hand, was going after the Quaffle. The Hufflepuff Chaser, Dean Matthews, had it. He saw that Dams and Strings came after him too- but it was too late.

“AND BAM! SEEMSTRA MISSES, WHICH MEANS THAT IT'S 10-10 NOW, PEOPLE! She throws the Quaffle back in the game and- oh god! Anderson has it!” Kurt looked up and he was right. "And- JESUS CHRIST! ANDERSON SCORES! THAT WAS FAST. Seemstra didn't expect that at all! It's 10-20 already! Meanwhile, Davis and Moore are looking for the Snitch."

"And what did you think of that, Hummel?" Kurt heard. Blaine was flying next to him. "Interesting enough, Anderson, but let's see if you can do this.” He quickly caught the Quaffle Ed threw at him and-

"Oh my god, people! Hummel is doing a Woollongong Shimmy! Unbelievable!" Michael said. Kurt looked satisfied and threw the Quaffle to Morgan when he saw a Bludger coming his way. Autumn quickly hit it. Kurt flew back to Blaine after Morgan scored (“20-20, thanks to Hummel!”). “That was indeed impressive,” Blaine said before going after the Quaffle.

Kurt looked behind and saw Leo and Autumn do a Dopplebeater Defence, so he ducked. He made his way towards Peters.

"KURT!" he heard and he saw Ed flying above him, "Catch!"

"And Dams and Hummel just did the Porskoff Ploy! And Hummel throws the Quaffle to Stri- ah, caught by Walker!" Kurt groaned and Ed quickly followed Daniel Walker. A Bludger hit Daniel, so Ed caught the Quaffle.

"Hawkshead Attacking Formation!" he yelled and Kurt and Morgan made their way to Ed. The three Ravenclaw Chasers flew in a triangle shape towards the poles.

"There they go! The ‘Puffs can't do a thing! And- SCORE! It's 30-20 right now!"

The three Ravenclaw Chasers high fived. They didn't notice Daniel catching the Quaffle and scoring. "30-30, people!" ”What?” Morgan asked in disbelief.

"Keep your head in the game, love!" Blaine yelled teasingly to Kurt and Kurt rolled his eyes. Why did he introduce Blaine to High School Musical again? "I will, darlin'," he yelled back.

"While Hummel and Anderson were shamelessly flirting, Moore has seen the Snitch. There she goes, people! You guys have to admit that she is very good-looking. I know I'm too young for her, but hey, you'll never kno-" "OH MY GOD!" was the only thing McGonagall said.

Half an hour later it was 70-100 for Hufflepuff. Camilia and Aaliyah were still going after the Snitch.

"Camilia's going to catch the Snitch anytime soon, I can feel it," Kurt said to Blaine. "You know, I have to agree with you on that one," he said, "But I'm not giving up. Not yet."

"70-110 for Hufflepuff!" Both of them didn't even notice it. "And I know what Wood and Flores are thinking-" ”ME TOO!” Senne yelled. ”- and Seemstra: Hummel and Anderson, stop talking! It's time to play!”

"Oh watch me," Kurt said and something changed. Blaine backed away. He knew that look. It brought determination to a new level.

"And there he goes! Hummel is after Walker and- oh he's got it and- holy shit he is going waaaaay too fast and- holy shit! He just jumped off his broom and-" Blaine covered his eyes in shock. "KURT JUST DID A FINBOURGH FLICK, SUCCESSFULLY! THAT BARELY HAPPENS! BLOODY HELL!" Michael went wild. He wasn't the only one.

"That makes it 80-110. Wood and Anderson should be proud of him!" Some Ravenclaws were confused. “Anderson?” they asked.

"Oh please, guys, they are so together, that's why!"

Most of them seemed to agree. “Davis and Moore are still after the Snitch and Anderson now has the Quaffle. He scores? He score- OOOOOH WOW. Seemstra stopped him right in time! Matthews caught him, but OH NO THAT WAS A STOOGING!”

Dean looked pissed.

"AND DAMS SCORED! IT'S 90-110! Pay attention, ‘Puffs!" Dean looked even angrier, so he flew to Senne and caught the Quaffle. Morgan followed him and flew next to him but- "THAT WAS COBBING!" Michael yelled, "MATTHEWS, YOU DISCRAGE. TORRES MUST'VE BEEN ASHAMED OF YO-" "JORDAN, EVEN THOUGH YOU'RE RIGHT, YOU DON'T HAVE TO SCREAM LIKE THIS!" McGonagall yelled.

Dean threw the Quaffle to Morgan and whistled. Blaine and Daniel flew after him. "And Walkers and Anderson just did a Parkin's Pincer. Luckily for Matthews, he didn't blatch Strings. They just tried to slow him down."

Impressive, Kurt thought.

It worked. Dean got the Quaffle and raced to Senne, but she had other plans. “Seemstra defended the poles by doing the Starfish and Stick! Moore is almost at the Snitch!” Morgan got hold of the Quaffle and dodged the Bludgers (once by using the Sloth Grip Roll while holding the Quaffle) and scored.

"IT'S 100-110 NOW! Also, Moore is getting closer and closer!"

It was time, Kurt thought.

He motioned something to Ed, who nodded. Ed made sure that he was keeping the Quaffle. Kurt raced towards the Hufflepuff poles.

"Davis is going after Moore, but it seems useless, but- WHAT THE HELL IS HUMMEL DOING?" Kurt jumped off his broom, again, but he wasn't doing another Finbourgh Flick, oh no.

He landed on his broomstick and just stood there. Ed threw the Quaffle to him and- "OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OHMY GOODD. KURT JUST THRUSTED THE QUAFFLE TOWARDS THE GOAL – don't be jealous, Anderson, I'm sure it means nothing- " Blaine facepalmed and McGonagall sighed "HUMMEL JUST DID THE CHELMONDISTON CHARGE! IT'S 110-110!"

Everyone was impressed.

"AND MOORE JUST CAUGHT THE SNITCH. RAVENCLAW WINS!"

The crowd went wild. The other Ravenclaw students yelled and clapped – some even cried. The Hufflepuffs congratulated them.

Kurt waved before landing.

There, he and Camilia were tackled by the others. “Hummel, Moore,” Derek said fondly, “I am so proud of you.” Camilia and Kurt hugged each other tightly. “Kurt, you were amazing. Absolutely amazing,” Derek continued, “But since this is your seventh year, I can – regretfully – not offer you the position of next year's team captain.”

Most of the team mates pretended to bawl.

"But I can give it to Camilia," Derek said and Camilia's eyes almost popped out. "R-Really?" she asked. Derek grinned. "Camilia Moore, you will be the next team captain. I know you normally have to find out in summer, but I can't wait any longer. Will you accept the posi-"

"Yes!" Camilia let go of Kurt and basically tackled Derek, "Yes! Yes, thanks you! YES!" Everyone applauded. Senne tapped on Kurt's shoulder.

"Kurt," she said, "I want to say sorry for ever doubting you. Your Finbourgh Flick and your Chelmondiston Charge… amazing, mate, absolutely amazing."

"Forgiven," Kurt said and Senne sighed in relief, "Now, there is someone else waiting for you." She nodded to something behind him.

"Congratulations, Kurt," Blaine said. Senne winked and gave him a pat on the back before skipping off to Derek.

"You deserved it."

"So did you," Kurt said, "Sorry for stealing your cup. I knew you wanted i-umph" Blaine just pressed his finger on Kurt's lips. "Uh, uh, none of that now. I have one more year to go." Kurt initially winced.

"You should totally mourn your loss with you team," Kurt said. Blaine shrugged. "I know, but I wanted to do this first."

"Do wha-" But Blaine cut him off and kissed him.

"AND HUMMEL AND ANDERSON DID IT, GUYS. AND OH MY GOOD LOOK AT THEM THEY ARE SO CUTE I CAN'T EVEN THIS IS- OH MY GOD I AM FEELING SO MUCH," Michael squealed. McGonagall didn't protest.

Kurt passed his NEWTs flawlessly, which meant one thing…

"I'm going to New York," Kurt whispered to himself. Blaine, who was standing next to him, nodded. "You're going to New York," he said, "And I'm going to be here. Figuring out what to do with this life."

"There's no rush, remember that?" Kurt told Blaine, "We'll write every week, okay? We will figure it out." Blaine just grumbled.

They were both in their version of the MaF room. There were so many memories. It was their place. Kurt remembered that day two years ago where they first kissed. He remembered all the movies they watched here. He remembered introducing Blaine to all the Muggle books on the bookshelf. He remembered all the heated debates over Disney movies. He remembered them celebrating the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff Quidditch teams' wins together. He remembered their first time.

He remembered everything.

"It's all going to be okay," Kurt whispered in Blaine's ear, because they both knew it was true.

Well, it wasn't.