It came to the day that Blaine was supposed to visit Kurt and spend the day with him. He had been so excited bout it for a while and now it was here! He'd packed a day bag and got all dressed up. He even wore his special bowtie, a bowtie with tiny bowties on! He looked really good, he thought to himself. He was all ready to go and waiting by the door so his mother could drive him to the train station, he was getting impatient from the wait.
"Mother! It's time to go!" Blaine called.
"You're not going anywhere." His father said to him, entering the room.
"But dad, i'm meeting Kurt. We talked about it and you said yes!" Blaine shouted.
"And i changed my mind! Do you not remember me saying at the dinner table that you are not socialising with that boy again?" His father shouted back.
"I remember but he's my best friend." Blaine said.
"Not anymore he's not. I am incredibly disappointed in you." His father said, shaking his head. "Go to your room. i don't want to see that face that brings this family shame for the rest of the day."
Blaine's head dropped and he shuffled past his father and up the stairs to his room. He lay on his bed and stared at the ceiling for what felt like a couple of minutes but was actually a couple of hours. He kept thinking about Kurt and what he must be thinking. He could just imagine Kurt waiting at the train station for a long time and then getting upset at him for not showing up. He thought about what Kurt must've thought, about whether Blaine forgot about him, or just didn't want to see him.
A little while later, there was a scratching at his window, he saw that it was Kurt's owl. He ran to the window and found it was locked, he groaned in frustration as he knew that he couldn't use magic to open it. He hunted around his room and found something that he could use to pick the lock on his window. Eventually he found it and picked the lock after a few minutes of trying. Blaine pulled the window open and helped the owl in, feeding it some treats before it started squaking. He took the letter and sat down on his bed, reading it a few times. He felt so bad once he finished it. His best friend was so upset and the stuff he thought, made Blaine upset. Reading the Kurt thought he'd done something to make Blaine show up made him even sadder. This was his dads fault. He could be happy and with Kurt right now if it wasn't for his dad. He read that if there was no reply then Kurt would know that they wouldn't be friends. He hurried over to his desk and grabbed his parchment and quills and began writing a letter back to Kurt, explaining everything that happened and that he wanted to be his friend very much. He wrote it quickly and put it in an envelope and was just about to give it to the owl when his father burst in and grabbed the letter. He opened it and read it. Blaine sat shaking while he did.
"You're writing to that freak of a friend of yours? I told you! You're not allowed! And you write that i a "huge jerk". His father read the paper to make sure he quoted it right. He held the letter in his hands and tore it up. Blaine's hand went to his mouth to try and stop his sobs from escaping.
His father grabbed the quill and parchment and began writing. He wouldn't let Blaine see what he was writing, then when he was done he put it in an envelope and copied the address from a piece of paper on Blaine's desk. He handed it to the owl and hit it out of the window before shutting and locking the window.
"What did you do? Who did you write that to?" Blaine cried, scared that he'd written to Kurt.
"Never you mind." His father said. "Go to bed."

Blaine didn't get another letter from Kurt over the holidays, he was really hoping for one but one didn't show up. Because of what his father did, Kurt probably now thought that they weren't friends anymore. He was probably really upset and confused. As soon as he got on the train, he would find Kurt and explain. But he still had a few more days to go. A few more incredibly long days that would be filled with family visits and days where he'd be shouted at for being "stupid" and "useless". They were just some of the words that he was called. His father was mean to him, he wasn't like his brother Cooper. His brother was the son that every father wanted and Blaine wasn't. Blaine was musical and wore fashionable clothes and he was in Hufflepuff. In his family, being a guy in Hufflepuff was the worst! It had to be Ravenclaw. They wouldn't be too thrilled about Gryffindor or Slytherin but it'd be better than Hufflepuff. To his father, it didn't matter if a woman was in Hufflepuff but it mattered if you were a boy. But Blaine always knew that he was different.

It came to the day when Blaine had to return to school. He was beyond excited. He would get to see Kurt and then go back to the amazing and wonderful place that was Hogwarts. He had woken early to make sure that he had everything. As soon as his parents were awake, he made them drive him to the station where he went through the wall between platforms nine and ten and he waited. He hoped to see Kurt and all his friends, this is what he was most excited for. He was waiting a while before all the other kids showed up, but the second he saw people that he knew, he got up and he ran over to them. He hoped that this year was going to be a really good one.