Kurt groaned and opened his eyes. He blinked several times, trying to figure out where he was. He wasn't in the entrance hall anymore. Instead he was in the hospital wing. Kurt went to go sit up let out a small cry of pain. He looked down to see he was in stripped pajamas, the top opened, and bandages wrapped around his abdomen.

"Mr. Hummel, you're finally awake," Madam Pomfrey said as she came over to him. "I was just about to change your bandages.

"What happened?" he asked, laying back down and letting the medi-witch do her work.

"You don't remember?"

"I remember the duel. I remember something hit me and I fell," Kurt said, running a hand through his hair as he tried to remember the details of the duel with Sebastian.

"Well, Mr. Smythe used the Arrow Hex on you," she answered.

Kurt looked confused. What in the world was the Arrow Hex?

"It's a spell that sends magical arrows into a target, which was you. Unfortunately, the hex, when used on a person, doesn't allow the wounds to be magically healed, so they will have to heal naturally. Lucky for you, the arrows missed all your organs," Madam Pomfrey continued. "And you were treated before you lost too much blood."

"What happened to him? Sebastian, I mean."

"I believe the headmistress placed him on suspension. Should have been expelled if you ask me, but his father is on the board of governors." Once the bandages were changed, Madam Pomfrey had Kurt drink a green potion that would prevent infection in his wounds. "You'll need to stay here a couple more days. It has been arranged with Mr. Anderson to bring you your school work."

"Blaine is coming?"

"Of course, child. He's been here the last four days. Refused to leave your side, in fact, but I had to put my foot down and sent him to get a decent meal and some sleep. He should be back soon."

Kurt felt a wave of relief wash over him. Blaine was here. Blaine still cared about him. Maybe all hope wasn't lost.

"Now, try not to move around a lot, you're still healing," Madam Pomfrey said before going to tend to another student.

Kurt sighed and tried to get comfortable. He couldn't move much without wincing. He was going to kill Sebastian for doing this to him.

"Hey," a soft voice sounded.

Kurt turned his head to see Blaine approaching him. "Hey," Kurt replied softly.

"You're awake."

"I am," Kurt answered. "So I've been out for the last four days?"

Blaine nodded. "Madam Pomfrey said she didn't know when you would wake up," he said, looking down at his feet. "You were hurt really badly." He looked back up at Kurt, and Kurt saw the tears in his eyes.

"It's okay, I'm here," Kurt said, reaching out and taking Blaine's hand. Kurt's heart broke seeing Blaine in such a state.

Blaine nodded and sat down in the chair next to the bed. "I was so scared," he said. "There was so much blood, so much, and you hit your head on the floor. We were so lucky Madam Pomfrey was coming out of the Great Hall. Oh Kurt, I'm so sorry."

"Blaine, you didn't do anything," Kurt gently said as Blaine broke down into sobs. "You didn't do anything."

"I should have believed you didn't cheat on me. I should have known that Sebastian would try to do something like this."

"You know it was fake then?"

Blaine, again, nodded. "Karofsky told me, after they took you to the hospital wing. He told me Sebastian faked the pictures because he wanted me and Karofsky wanted you. They wanted to break us up, but Karofsky said he didn't want it to go this far. He didn't want anyone to get hurt and that he's really sorry."

"Well, looks like he has some redeeming qualities," Kurt said with a sigh. "I'm going to kill Sebastian though."

"McGonagall took care of that. He's on suspense. She wanted to expel him but you know, his dad's on the board."

"Yea, I know."

A silence fell between them. "So are we good?" Kurt then asked.

Blaine smiled. "We're good." He leaned forward and kissed Kurt's lips. "I love you. I love you so much."

"I love you too, Blaine."

X-X-X-X

"I can't believe I missed McGonagall's lesson on partial animagi transformation," Kurt said two days later as he sat in the hospital wing with his Transfiguration book in his lap.

"It wasn't that interesting," Blaine reassured Kurt as he was writing his potions essay.

"But I was looking forward to that lesson," Kurt pouted. "Stupid Sebastian and his stupid Arrow Hex."

"Speaking of Sebastian, McGonagall revoked his Prefect status and his quidditch captain status too. He was replaced by Carter Jackson, and Santana's captain now."

"Was that McGonagall's decision? Well there goes our winning streak."

"What about my decision?" McGonagall asked as she entered the hospital wing.

"N-Nothing, headmistress," Kurt said quickly. "What are you doing here, ma'am?"

"I'm here to speak with you about your punishment for starting a duel with Mr. Smythe," the elderly witch explained as she stood at the foot of the bed. "Madam Pomfrey says you are being released tomorrow and I know you'll be spending much of your time getting caught up in your classes."

Kurt nodded, hoping his punishment wouldn't be too severe.

"Instead of serving detention every night for the next week, you will serve three hours of detention, one night a week, with Professor Sprout. You'll be helping her with whatever she needs help with for the next five weeks."

Kurt let out a small groan. If there was one thing he hated, it was being in the greenhouses.

"Surely this isn't a problem? I could arrange you to help Hagrid in the Forbidden Forest instead," McGonagall said, raising an eyebrow at him.

"No, helping Professor Sprout is just fine," Kurt responded quickly. There was no way he was going into the Forbidden Forest. "When do I start?"

"You will start next Monday," McGonagall said. "And I expect this not to happen again."

"It won't, professor, I promise," Kurt said seriously.

McGonagall nodded and left. Kurt sighed and closed his book. "Well detention is better than suspension or expulsion," he said.

"It is," Blaine agreed. "It'll all be over before you know it." He took Kurt's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

X-X-X-X

"Kurt you need to take it easy," Blaine said as Kurt tried walking up the stairs in the entrance hall by himself after dinner when he was released from the hospital wing. "Come on, lean on me."

"I can do it, Blaine," Kurt snapped, wincing in pain. "Sorry."

"It's okay," Blaine replied. "I know you want things to get back to normal, but you need to let me and your friends help you. You don't want to end up back in the hospital wing, do you?"

Kurt sighed as he wrapped an arm around Blaine's waist. "No," he said. "And you're right, I want everything to get back to normal. It's almost there, at least all the gossiping has stopped and Sebastian's no longer trying to pursue you and Karofsky isn't going to try to get with me now."

Blaine nodded and helped Kurt up the stairs. "So study in the Gryffindor common room or the library?" he asked.

"I was thinking we could study in our room," Kurt said softly with a smile.

Blaine smiled. "Even better. It's been a while since we've been alone together."

They began walking up towards the seventh floor, taking frequent stops so that Kurt could catch his breath and slow down as to not over exert himself. When they finally made it to the Room of Requirement, Kurt sat down on the couch, wincing as he touched his still bandaged abdomen.

"Here," Blaine said, handing Kurt a vile of the blue pain potion Madam Pomfrey had issued. "It'll help."

Kurt uncorked the vile and tipped the potion back into his mouth, allowing the foul tasting liquid to work it's magic. He made a face as he re-corked the vile and shoved it into his bag. "I can't wait until I'm fully healed."

"Me neither," Blaine said was he sat down next to Kurt, wrapping his arms around him. "Because I need to kick your ass on the quidditch field."

"Just because I was injured doesn't mean I won't be able to continue beating you," Kurt laughed. He rested his head on Blaine's shoulder and gazed into the roaring fire in front of them. "Blaine?"

"Yes?"

"When I'm better, can we…you know?"

"What?" Blaine asked, looking down at a blushing Kurt.

"Can we make love?"

Blaine grinned, causing Kurt's doubts to melt away. "Of course," Blaine said. "I want nothing more than to show you how much I love you."

Kurt smiled and kissed Blaine's lips. "Me too," he whispered.