"He has the voice of an angel, I'm telling you," Kurt was telling Santana at breakfast.

Santana rolled her eyes. "You know there's only so much you can say about his voice."

"Yea, Hummel, shut up," Sebastian sneered as he sat down across from the two. "Jeez you'd think you were about to have an orgasm from the way you're talking."

Kurt rolled his eyes.

"Besides, I'll be hearing his voice soon, calling my name as he comes," Sebastian said with a smirk.

Kurt glared at him. "Why do you talk like that? It's distasteful."

"Because I can," Sebastian said with a shrug. "Anyways, quidditch tryouts are tomorrow, you two coming?"

"Why would we try out for the team?" Santana asked. "We'd be laughing stocks. Slytherin hasn't won a cup in years."

"Because I'm out a two chasers, a keeper, and a seeker," Sebastian said. "It's only me and the two beaters, Karofsky and Azimio I decided to keep because they are brilliant."

Santana sighed. "Fine, I'll try out for chaser but I haven't played in a while so don't get too hopeful."

"Kurt?" Sebastian questioned turning his head towards the smaller boy.

"Me? Do you want Slytherin to continue to be a laughing stock?" Kurt asked looking incredulously at Sebastian. "I love quidditch, but I love watching it."

"Please? You're the only person I would trust asking to try out for seeker. Everyone who has signed up for the spot are just…ugh!"

"Fine!" Kurt gave in. "I'll try out for the spot because I know you won't stop bugging me until I do. One condition though."

Sebastian rolled his eyes. "What?"

"Lay off Blaine."

Sebastian looked Kurt in the eye. "Alright, I'll lay off Blaine in return you try out to be my seeker." He smirked at Kurt. There was a mischievous look in his eyes.

"You just traded your soul to the devil, Hummel," Santana said.

X-X-X-X

Kurt and Blaine talked on and off throughout the day. They mostly talked about classes and homework, occasionally getting glares from other Slytherins and Gryffindors for their interaction with each other, but that didn't stop them. Kurt was also pleased that Sebastian had backed off Blaine. However, Kurt knew this newfound peace probably wouldn't last long.

"Rumor has it you are trying out for the Slytherin quidditch team," Blaine said as they walked to their last class of the day together. "You know if you get the spot, that makes us enemies."

"Enemies, huh? Guess we can't be friends then," Kurt said with a playful smile.

"Nope," Blaine laughed. "We can't. Gryffindors and Slytherins are mortal enemies when it comes to quidditch."

Kurt laughed. "Right. Have you forgotten that Slytherin has had the worst team in the school for the last ten years? Gryffindor has been wiping the floor with us."

"Well you never know. It might all change this year," Blaine said with a shrug. He glanced at Kurt as they entered the classroom and sat down in the back of the room together. "You might be the best seeker Hogwarts has ever seen."

Kurt snorted. "I doubt that. I'm not really into sports, and I only play quidditch when Finn begs me to help him train over the summer. The only reason I'm trying out for the team is to get Sebastian off my back."

"You'll be amazing," Blaine said softly as class began.

Kurt smiled slightly and turned pay attention in class. A couple minutes later he felt the corner of a piece of parchment stabbing his hand. He looked down to see Blaine pushing the parchment at him, his neat writing clearly visible on it.

Maybe I'll come watch.-B

Kurt smiled and took the parchment as he dipped his quill in some ink to respond.

Sebastian won't like that. He'll think you're spying.-K

He slid the parchment back to Blaine who quickly responded.

I'll hide. Go incognito.-B

Oh really? How are you going to do that? Invisibility cloak? Polyjuice Potion? Transfiguration?-K

I was thinking hiding in the stands, but those are all excellent ideas-B

I'd like to see you get your hands on an Invisibility Cloak. I would also like to see you brew a Polyjuice Potion in less than 24 hours and learn how the transfigure your appearance as well hahahaha-K

Hey! I could try!-B

Keep telling yourself that handsome.-K

Awwww you think I'm handsome.-B

…..-K

Kurt, I can see you blushing.-B

I'm not blushing. It's just getting really warm in here. Doesn't McGonagall ever open the windows in this place?-K

Changing the subject I see.-B

Am not!-K

Are too!-B

Am not! You're misreading things.-K

Blaine let out a tiny snort when he read Kurt's response. Unfortunately, it didn't go unnoticed.

"Mr. Hummel, Mr. Anderson, is there something you would like to share with us?" McGonagall said as she stared the two boys down with her infamous glare.

"Uh, no ma'am. Sorry for the interruption. It won't happen again," Blaine promised.

"Very well," McGonagall said to the Gryffindor as she returned to lecturing the class.

Kurt caught Blaine's eye and smiled as Blaine tried to hold back his laughter.

X-X-X-X

Quidditch tryouts were held early the next morning. Kurt and Santana ate a light breakfast together before walking down to the quidditch pitch. They departed when they reached the changing rooms to change into practice robes. Minutes later Kurt emerged onto the grassy pitch. He looked around in the stands for Blaine, wondering if he would actually come and watch.

"Are you really looking for the hobbit?" Santana asked appearing next to Kurt as she put on her pads and gloves.

"He said he might come and watch," Kurt said still scanning the stands.

"Alright, listen up," Sebastian called out as he came onto the field. All the Slytherin hopefuls turned their attention towards him. "This is how we're going to do this. You get one shot to impress me. When your tryout is over, you'll go sit in the stands. When everyone from your position has had a turn, I will decide who's good enough to be on the team. Now line up according to the position your trying out for."

The chaser, keeper, and seeker hopefuls got into their retrospective lines. Sebastian started with the keepers. He got onto his broom and started hurling the quaffle at them from different directions. Many of the students failed at guarding their goal posts. In the end, Sebastian chose of fourth year by the name of Emmett Paige.

Next up to tryout where the chasers. Sebastian had them demonstrate their goal scoring abilities as well as passing and dodging bludgers. Kurt watched as Santana scored her fifth goal and gracefully dodge a bludger that was directed at her. He could tell she was very pleased with herself. Santana ended up making the team along with a fifth year named Scott Cooper.

Finally the only students left on the field were the seeker tryouts. Kurt clutched his broom, a Firebolt 360, nervously. He looked around the stands for Blaine. When he didn't see the Gryffindor anywhere, Kurt's hope fell.

"Hummel, you're up," Sebastian said as he took out his stopwatch. "The person who can catch the snitch the quickest gets the spot."

Kurt stepped up to the kick off point and mounted his broom. He took one last look around the stands and almost fell over in shock. Sitting at the in the Gryffindor section of the stands was Blaine. Kurt hid is grin and turned his attention back to Sebastian. "Ready," he said, still very nervous.

Sebastian released the snitch and allowed it a minute's head start before telling Kurt to go. Kurt kicked off the ground and into the air. He scanned the field for a speck of gold. He could feel all eyes on him as he searched, but he blocked out the attention.

Then it caught Kurt's eye, that speck of gold he had been searching for. He zoomed off in its direction, finally getting a visual on the snitch. When the snitch took a sudden dive, Kurt followed. He was zooming towards the ground at a fast pace; any thought of crashing into the ground left his mind as his adrenaline pumped through his veins. He was so close to the snitch. He stretched out his hand and leaned forward, closing his fingers around the small, gold, winged ball.

"I got it!" He shouted happily as he pulled up with only four feet separating him and the ground.

"That was one minute and two seconds," Sebastian told Kurt as he landed. "Now the rest of you lot have to beat that," he added to the other seeker tryouts.

Kurt walked into the stands and sat next to Santana as he watched the other students have their turns. There were three other students, two third year boys and a sixth year girl. To Kurt's delight, they couldn't beat his time.

"Hummel, you're the new seeker," Sebastian shouted out as he packed up the quaffle, bludgers, and snitch.

"Nice going, Hummel," Santana said with a smile. "For someone who didn't want to tryout and be part of the team you did great."

"Same too you," Kurt said as he looked across the stands to see Blaine grinning and giving him two thumbs up.

"And your hobbit got to see you perform."

"He's not my hobbit. And he's not a hobbit to begin with."

"Whatever. He will be yours though soon. He has it bad for you."

Kurt blushed and glanced over to where Blaine was to find the Gryffindor gone.

X-X-X-X

Kurt had finished changing back into his clothes after practice and found that he was the last person to leave the changing room. He picked up his broom made his way out of the changing room and back up to the castle. When he entered one of Hogwarts many courtyards he found Blaine leaning against the wall smiling at him.

"You were amazing," he said as he pushed off the wall and walked over to him.

Kurt smiled. "Thanks," he said. "I wasn't expecting to be so good, but once I got up in the air, it's like a different person took over."

"Well however it was is amazing," Blaine teased.

"Thank you for coming to watch," Kurt said softly as they walked into the castle together.

"My pleasure," Blaine said. "I have a question for you."

"What is it?" Kurt asked as they stopped inside the entrance hall.

"Well as you know, the first Hogsmeade weekend is coming up soon."

"Yes, I'm aware."

"Well, anyways, I was wondering if you would like to go with me….on a date?"