Chapter 3: Midnight Premiere

“Wow, Kurt, you look amazing,” Blaine says, taking in Kurt’s billowing black robe complete with Slytherin crest, a sleek white button-down peeking out from underneath. And of course, the green and silver striped tie, with full Windsor knot.

“I can’t believe I’m going on a date with a Hufflepuff,” Kurt says with mock disdain in response. His smile gives him away. Blaine looks adorable with his gray wool sweater, tie tucked neatly underneath.

“Did you make the robes yourself?” Blaine asks, running his fingers over the clasp. Kurt realizes that he had been mistaken earlier. Blaine wasn’t invading his space, he was just a touchy-feely type of guy, and Kurt finds himself being okay with this despite past issues.

“I did,” he says, smiling.

“They’re wonderful!”

“Thank you,” Kurt says, blushing slightly.

Kurt follows Blaine out to his car and is pleasantly surprised when Blaine opens the car door for him.

“A Hufflepuff and a gentleman,” Kurt says. “I really lucked out, didn’t I?”

***
They have to wait outside the theater until eleven and then they purchase their tickets and load up on popcorn and candy. They’re ushered into a theater by a middle-aged man who looks like he’d rather be having a root canal than working a midnight Potter premiere, and they’re lucky enough to find seats right in the middle of the theater.

When the lights dim and the previews start a round of applause makes its way through the theater.

Blaine leans over to Kurt and softly whispers, “I’m going to cry. Just so you know.”

Kurt reaches into his robes and pulls out a packet of tissues. He places it in the cup holder between them and whispers back, “No worries, I’ve got us covered.”

They exchange a smile, and the lights dim all the way and the Warner Brothers logo dominates the screen.

***

The movie is...epic. There is no other way to describe it. Later, Kurt knows there will be things to critique and scenes he wishes were included, but right now this is all he could have ever hoped for.

At this point, he is teary-eyed, but he hears Blaine sniffling a little too, so he knows there’s no reason to hide it.

And then comes that scene. The one he knew had the potential to absolutely destroy him and suddenly he is sobbing and his vision is clouded by tears.

Kurt and Blaine reach for the packet of tissues at the same time, their hands colliding in midair, and they come to the unspoken agreement to forgo the tissues and instead Blaine grasps Kurt’s hand in his own and he never lets go.

***

Their tears have subsided by the time the screen flashes Nineteen Years Later and Kurt finds himself, dare he think it, actually slightly distracted from what’s happening on screen because Blaine’s thumb is rubbing small circles onto Kurt’s hand and suddenly Kurt’s insides are fluttering.

As the credits start to roll, the boys continue to sit there in silence. Kurt leans closer to Blaine and leans his head on Blaine’s shoulder. Blaine leans in closer too, sweetly nuzzling the top of Kurt’s head. They wait until most of the theater clears out, and then they make their way back to Blaine’s car, hand-in-hand.

***

They’re standing on Kurt’s doorstep, neither wanting to say good-bye to the other.

“Tonight was fantastic,” Blaine says softly, both of Kurt’s hands grasped between his own. He leans down and kisses Kurt gently on the cheek.

Kurt exhales slowly before saying, “Do you...want to come inside? I know it’s late...it’s just that something about this feels so right and I don’t want to say good night just yet.” He looks up hopefully at Blaine.

“I would love to,” Blaine says, smiling.

Kurt opens the door and leads Blaine inside. He knows this is crazy; they shouldn’t be moving so fast. They just met each other, after all. But Kurt thinks that Jo knew what she was talking about when she wrote that there are some things you can’t share without ending up liking someone. And Kurt thinks that a midnight Potter premiere is probably one of those things.