"Well what did you say?" Santana asked as she ate dinner with Kurt and Sebastian the next night. "And why didn't you tell me right after it happened."

"I said yes," Kurt said with a smile. "I told him I would love to go on a date with him. And I didn't tell you because I wanted to be a secret, but you know I can't keep secrets very long."

"Isn't that sweet," Sebastian grumbled. "Well, Hummel, don't get to comfortable with him."

"Why's that, Smythe?"

"Because he'll be mine soon."

"I thought you were going to back off him?"

"If you agreed to tryout for the team, which you did, so therefore our deal is done."

Kurt glared at him. Kurt knew Sebastian was going to find a way around things. But for right now that didn't matter. All that mattered was that his date with Blaine in less than 2 weeks. Kurt really couldn't wait. He had never been on a date before. Sure, he was nervous, but he was going to be with Blaine. Just thinking about it sent his stomach into a flutter of excited butterflies. He couldn't help but smile. Maybe, just maybe, Kurt would get his first kiss that day.

"We've completely lost him," Kurt heard Santana saying. "He's in love…and with a Gryffindor."

"At least all I want to sleep with one. I would never fall in love with one." Sebastian said as he ate a muffin.

"They're really not bad," Kurt said. "I haven't met one that I didn't like yet."

"That's because you like mudbloods and blood traitors."

Santana dropped the fork in her hand as Kurt's eyes widened in horror.

"How could you say such a thing? Muggleborns are just like us! It's thinking like that that caused Lord Voldemort to rise to power." Kurt hissed loudly and in disgust.

"Calm down, gay face, I was just kidding," Sebastian said with a shrug of the shoulders.

"Don't call me gay face and don't tell me to calm down!" Kurt exclaimed, attracting attention of those sitting around him. "I'm sorry, Sebastian, but I don't think you were kidding at all, and I can't be friends with someone who thinks like that." Kurt stood and stormed out of the Great Hall leaving Sebastian to Santana's wrath.

"Hey wait!" Someone called out.

Kurt, who was half way to the door that led to the dungeons, turned around to see Blaine rushing to catch up to him. "Are you okay? You rushed out of there really quickly."

"Yea…I'm fine," Kurt mumbled.

"You don't sound fine to me," Blaine said softly. "How about you come with me up to the Gryffindor common room and we can talk?"

"I don't think that's a good idea. Your fellow Gryffindors wouldn't like a Slytherin in their common room."

"My fellow Gryffindors are all at dinner, besides you're not wearing your uniform." Blaine gestured with his hand at Kurt's outfit; black skinny jeans, boots, and light blue color shirt with a white bowtie. "They won't know you're a Slytherin right off the bat."

Kurt sighed and smiled. "Alright," he said. "Lead the way."

Blaine grinned and took Kurt's hand, leading up the stairs and up to the seventh floor. Kurt felt his head spinning. He couldn't believe Blaine was holding his hand. He didn't even care to pay attention to where they were going because he was too focused on the sensation of his hand in Blaine's. When they eventually stopped, Blaine dropped Kurt's hand and he almost whimpered at the loss. Kurt took this chance to look around and found they were in an empty corridor with nothing but a portrait of a fat lady in front of them.

"Password?" the Fat Lady asked.

"Gillyweed," Blaine answered.

The portrait of the Fat Lady swung open, allowing Blaine to lead the way into the Gryffindor common room. Kurt was impressed with it. It was decorated with deep reds and gold. It had a warm, homey feel to it as well. Kurt followed Blaine over to a couch in front of the fireplace and sat down next to him.

"So what's up?" Blaine asked.

Kurt sighed. "Well, Sebastian is what's up," he began. "He's just so rude and mean! He said the something horrible today at dinner."

"What did he say?"

Kurt bit his lip. "I was telling him how Gryffindors are not all bad and I haven't met one that I didn't like. He then said that was because I like mudbloods and blood traitors."

Blaine didn't say anything for a minute then he opened his mouth to speak. "Why are you friends with him?"

"I…I don't know. I guess because he's the first gay person I met here. He helped me to come out. He wasn't always so mean. But then he started hanging out with older Slytherins and I guess it rubbed off on him."

"Do all Slytherins still think like that? In terms of muggleborns and blood traitors?"

"Oh course not," Kurt said. "I don't, Santana doesn't, and there are others, but there are people who still think like that. I would never not associate with someone because they're a muggleborn."

"That's good….because I'm one."

"Oh? I didn't know that."

"It's fine. I just….wanted to make sure you weren't like that. Not that I think you were or anything," Blaine said quickly.

"Blaine, it's alright," Kurt said with a small smile. "I'm definitely not like Sebastian."

"I'm glad," Blaine responded as he moved closer to Kurt. "I don't think I would like you all that much if you were like Sebastian."

"Trust me, I probably wouldn't like me either," Kurt said, blushing softly.

Blaine laughed softly. "You are amazing just the way you are."

Kurt blushed and began to lean in towards Blaine, happy to find that Blaine was leaning towards him as well. They were centimeters apart, about to kiss, when the portrait hole opened and Rachel Berry came into the common room.

"Blaine, did you forget we have glee tonight….oh, Kurt….what are you doing here?" Rachel asked, stopping dead in her tracks. "Well, now I don't have to attempt to track you down in the dungeons. Come on, we're going to be late."

Blaine and Kurt sighed. Blaine gave Kurt and apologetic look before leading the way out of the common room, Kurt trailing after him and Rachel.

X-X-X-X

"I'm going to strangle Rachel Berry," Kurt said as he wrote his potions essay with Santana the next day during their free time. "We were so close to kissing and then she came in."

"Should have just kissed him anyways," Santana said rolling her eyes.

"Berry ruined the moment."

"Berry ruins a lot of things, so I hear."

Kurt sighed and finished writing his paragraph about the importance of sage in potions that heal puncture wounds. "Well she's not going to ruin my date. She'll be with Finn that day."

"So are you two going to do the nasty?"

"Santana! This is me we're talking about, not Sebastian."

"So? You can get down and dirty too."

"Uh, no, I prefer to get to know Blaine first, go on a few dates, and maybe become his boyfriend first."

"You're so boring. Sometimes I wish you were like Sebastian so you can tell me about all the guys you've fucked."

Kurt shuddered. "If I was Sebastian I think I would have to go off in the Forbidden Forest and let the spiders have me as a meal."

"Wanky."

"Ew!"

"Well, I guess you'll just have to be patient," Santana said. "But I want all the details of your date, even if you aren't going to sleep with him."

"Fine," Kurt said. "We have quidditch tonight by the way."

"Yea, I know. I got Sebastian's howler."

"I can't believe he actually sent us howlers!"

"I believe it. This is Sebastian for you. And by the way, you better watch him. He's on the prowl again. I saw him eyeing Blaine this morning."

Kurt couldn't do anything but groan.