Kurt had just finished quidditch practice with the rest of the Slytherin team. After three hours zooming through the cool evening air, Kurt was ready for a hot shower. He couldn't wait for his date with Blaine the next day. Ever since the failed kiss, Blaine and Kurt just stayed to talking to each other as they walked to class or studied in the library together. Blaine continued to be his dapper self while Kurt was becoming flirtier with him. Unfortunately, he was become less and less popular among the members of his own house. Besides Santana and Sebastian, everyone began to shun him. He heard their whispers. They were calling him a blood traitor and a wannabe Gryffindor. These days, Kurt was beginning to question the house the Sorting Hat placed him in and thought that maybe Gryffindor would have been better for him.

Kurt was the last one to shower and put his equipment away after practice. By the time he made his way to the castle, it was already dark outside. Kurt pulled out his wand and muttered lumos, shinning the light from his wand onto the path to the castle. Usually, he was comfortable walking the castle grounds at night. He had done it plenty of times before, but tonight, he was on edge for some reason.

"Hummel!" A voice said in the dark behind him.

Kurt turned swiftly to see Slytherin beater and fellow sixth year, David Karofsky, walking up the path towards him.

"Jesus! Don't scare me like that," Kurt said, sighing in relief.

Karofsky didn't say anything. His face was in an angry scowl as he got closer to Kurt. "What are you playing at?"

"What?" Kurt asked, looking confused.

"You heard me? I saw you peeking at my junk when I was changing after practice."

"You're insane! I was not! I dropped my glove and bent over to pick it up. I was not looking at your junk."

"I don't believe you. Everyone knows you're a fag."

Kurt stilled at the word. "Why are you doing this?" He asked slowly.

"Because blood traitor fags have no place in Slytherin."

"In case you're forgotten, Sebastian is gay too."

"Sebastian didn't try to look at my dick, and he's not a blood traitor like you!"

"Why is everyone in this house obsessed with blood status? It's ridiculous and pathetic!"

"Shut up, Hummel, you don't know anything."

"Oh yea? And why's that? Because I don't believe that Slytherins should isolate themselves? That we shouldn't be concerned whether someone's a muggleborn, half-blood, or pureblood? That I am gay and in love with a Gryffindor? Times have changed, and you can bully me all you want, but I want change."

"Don't push me, Hummel!" Karofsky growled, getting in Kurt's face.

"Push you to do what? To better yourself? I'm sorry if I want a little more love in the world. What are you going to do to me? Hit me? Go ahead because I will turn you in the McGonagall if I do."

Then it happened. As soon as the words left Kurt's mouth, Karofsky's lips were on his. Kurt was so shocked. He didn't move, he couldn't think. As quickly as it happened, it ended. Karofsky looked just as stunned. Kurt backed away, realizing that the bully had just stolen his first kiss. Kurt turned and ran to the castle, letting tears fall freely down his cheeks.

X-X-X-X

"Are you okay?" Santana asked at breakfast the next morning. "You went straight to bed after practice last night. You looked upset."

"I'm fine," Kurt said. "I was just tired." It was a lie. Kurt was not fine. David Karofsky kissed him. Karofsky wasn't always kind to Kurt, but he usually left Kurt alone. He didn't understand what he did to deserve Karofsky's attack on his lips. When Kurt had gotten back to his dormitory the night before. He got in his bed, closed the curtains around it, casted a silencing charm and cried himself to sleep. He didn't want to tell anyone because he didn't want to start any more trouble. Kurt wouldn't put it pass Karofsky to come after him if he went around telling everyone Karofsky kissed him.

"Okay then," Santana said. "When you're ready to man up and tell me what's going on, I'll be here. Now go, there's a hobbit making his way over here."

Kurt looked up from his half eaten waffle to see Blaine grinning and making his way over to the Slytherin table. Even though Kurt felt miserable, there was no way he couldn't return Blaine's smile.

"Hello, Kurt," Blaine greeted as he came up next to him. "Ready to go?"

"Yea," Kurt said with a smile as Santana winked at him.

"Get some, Hummel," she teased.

Kurt blushed and got up from his seat to follow Blaine out of the hall. As he did so, Karofsky came in and glared at Kurt as he passed. Kurt gulped, hoping neither Blaine or Santana notice the quick exchange. Kurt followed Blaine out to the entrance hall were Mr. Filch and Professor Sprout were checking the names of students that had permission to visit Hogsmeade.

"What was that?" Blaine asked as they waited in a line of students.

"What was what?" Kurt asked, know what was coming next.

"That glare David Karofsky gave you."

"Oh, that's nothing," Kurt said softly as they moved up in line.

"Anderson, Hummel," Professor Sprout said as she looked at the boys then looked for their names on the list. "You may go."

Blaine smiled and took Kurt's hand, leading the way out of the castle. "Is this alright? Holding your hand?"

"Y-Yes," Kurt said with a smile and blush. "It's perfectly okay."

"So are you going to tell me?"

"What? About Karofsky?"

"Yes."

"There's nothing to tell really. He's just not the biggest fan of me."

"Why?"

"Because I'm a blood traitor, remember?" Kurt said with a sigh as they walked down the path towards the small village. He knew that Blaine wasn't going to give in until he told him the truth.

"There's something more, Kurt," Blaine responded. "Something you're not telling me. I can see it in your eyes."

Kurt stopped outside the Three Broomsticks and looked at Blaine lovingly. "If I tell you…promise you won't get mad."

"Kurt, I won't get mad. What happened?"

"Last night after practice I was walking up to the castle, alone, in the dark. Karofsky came up behind me and scared the crap out of me. He started call me names, like fag and blood traitor, and he told me I had no place in Slytherin house. Anyways, I started talking back to him and he….he…."

"He what? What did he do Kurt?" Blaine asked, looking worried.

"He kissed me."

"He kissed you?"

Kurt nodded. "He stole my first kiss away from me. I was so shocked that he did it."

"So he's gay?"

"I don't know…."

Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt and pulled him into a hug. "I'm sorry he did that," he said softly. "I won't let him near you."

"Blaine, you can't protect me twenty-four, seven," Kurt pointed out, relaxing in Blaine's embrace. "Besides, I don't think he'll do anything but glare at me. He knows if he tries to hurt me I'll go to McGonagall."

Blaine didn't say anything. He continued to hold Kurt to him. Kurt felt warm and safe in Blaine's arms. He didn't want to leave them.

"We should go inside," Kurt said after a while.

"Yea," Blaine agreed. He unhooked his arms from Kurt and took his hand, leading him inside. They picked out a table before Blaine left to order them some butterbeer. He came back with two glasses of the beverage before sitting down across from Kurt.

"So, tell me why you asked me out on a date?" Kurt asked with a smile.

"I want to get to know you, the real you and not that Slytherin front you put up at times," Blaine answered. "And…I've had a crush on you for a while now."

"You have?" Kurt asked, looking surprised at this fact.

"I have," Blaine said with a smile. "But I've never had to chance before this year to get to know you."

"Well…I have something to confess too. I've liked you for a while now too."

"Oh?"

"Yea," Kurt responded with a shy smile.

"Well, I'm glad we are finally getting the chance to date."

"Me too."

The two boys smiled at each other and finished their drinks. "Shall we go?" Blaine asked. "We have all of Hogsmeade to see and an afternoon to do it." He stood and held out his arm for Kurt to take.

Kurt stood up and took Blaine's arm. "Lead the way," he said with a small smile.

X-X-X-X

"I had so much fun," Kurt gushed as he carried his shopping bags back to the castle. "Thank you so much for the chocolate by the way."

Blaine smiled as he glanced at the bag from Honeydukes he was carrying. "No problem. I was happy to treat."

"We have to do this again!"

"You want to go on another date with me?"

"Of course!"

Blaine grinned and stopped along the path. "I would love to go on another date with you," he said softly, looking into Kurt's eyes. "And I'm glad you want to go on another date with me."

Kurt simply smiled.

"C-Can I kiss you?" Blaine asked gently.

Kurt nodded, unable to believe that this was happening. Kurt thought that after what happened with Karofsky the night before that he might not be ready to kiss Blaine. However, all thoughts of Karofsky's kiss left Kurt's mind when Blaine's lips touched his. This kiss was different. It was gentle, slow, and full of passion. It was cliché, but it really felt like fireworks were going off in Kurt. He immediately kissed back, dropping his bags and wrapping his arms around Blaine's middle. Kurt felt Blaine's arms wrap around his neck. The kiss was something Kurt wanted to go on for forever. Unfortunately, the kiss did not last forever. Soon the two boys broke apart, breathing hard.

"Wow," Kurt breathed as he rested his forehead against Blaine's. "That was—"

"Amazing, I know," Blaine finished with a little chuckle.

"So…what are we?" Kurt asked.

"Whatever you want us to be."

"Boyfriends?"

Blaine grinned. "I would like to be your boyfriend."