Cooper leads them all into the living room, waiting for them all to settle down in the seats scattered around before he speaks.

"I'm just going to tell the elves not to get in your way," Cooper says, before turning to Kurt "I'm sorry about the one you met. Not all of them are like that – they don't really say much – but that one has no filter."

"It's fine," Kurt says, sighing. "It's nothing I haven't heard before."

Cooper raises an eyebrow at what Kurt said, sneaking a glance at Blaine. He wasn't really surprised to see how angry Blaine looked. Cooper was sorely tempted to tease Blaine, but he refrained. "Well, I'll make sure that you won't get it here, alright?" He says. Cooper smirks at Kurt when he nods, and starts to head out, before he returns back into the living room. "Oh, and don't mention your blood status, or make any hints that you're not Pureblood." Cooper says. "Little shit hates anything that breathes that hasn't got the 'purest blood of all', and isn't a 'blood traitor'. I don't even know where he got that from."

After shrugging, Cooper turns around and heads out of the room to find all of the elves. The last thing Kurt and Finn needed was them being nuisances and do nothing but get in the way.

Blaine sighs, and looks slowly around the room. Ever since Cooper left the room, none of the three had spoken, and Blaine honestly had no idea how to break it. He didn't know what he could say to make the other two boys feel better, and Blaine knew that he was best to do it soon. It had been nearly fifteen minutes since Cooper left.

He looks around the room to look at both Kurt and Finn: Finn was staring at the wall – well, staring wasn't the right word – he was pretty much glaring at the wall, slouched over with an expression that reminded Blaine of a disgruntled, gassy baby; Kurt was curled up like a cat in the armchair nearest the fire, and his expression was unreadable. Blaine couldn't help but look at Kurt – he just looked too damned breathtaking for him not to right now, with how the light of the fire was shining off his pale skin, and his blue eyes – which, were actually looking more..grey at the moment..? - were reflecting in the fire. Blaine had to force himself to look away from Kurt, and instead decided to just look out of the window instead, not daring to look at Kurt again.

"Blaine...?" Kurt says, sitting up slightly after a few more moments of silence.

Blaine jumps slightly, not expecting Kurt to speak. He smiles softly over at him. "What is it, Kurt?"

"Professor Dumbledore said that you would explain why we came here tonight," Kurt says, folding his arms, and resting them on the arm of the chair, his head resting on top of his arms. "So.. why are we here?"

Blaine opens his mouth and closes it quickly again. No.. he couldn't tell Finn and Kurt – what would they think? But.. They had to know. It was their father after all.

And he figured that was reason enough to tell them both.

"Okay, don't think I'm crazy... or that I'm making this up," Blaine starts, looking at them both seriously, more so at Kurt. "But.. I saw it happen – I wasn't actually there – but I saw it happening."

"How..?" Kurt asks, looking at Blaine extremely confused.

"It was... It was a dream," Blaine says slowly "I was dreaming, and I saw him being attacked, by this..huge snake. I didn't think it was him at first.. I thought it was Quinn's father, but if it wasn't for Quinn telling me about that .. thing with your dad letting her dad take his form under Polyjuice Potion, I probably wouldn't have known who it was... or that it was even real."

Blaine decided not to mention that in the dream he was the snake. He didn't know how Kurt and Finn would react, but he could only guess that all hell would more than likely break loose. Though, Blaine did consider maybe telling them at a later point. Blaine didn't think it would be right to keep this a secret from them forever, after all.

Kurt seems to be thinking, and Blaine instantly felt his heart racing as he just hopes that Kurt wouldn't question him any further, and when Kurt looks up at him, Blaine's eyes widen slightly

"So..was it like a Seer..?" Kurt asks, furrowing his brow a little.

Blaine lets out a nervous laugh and nods "Y-yeah! Well, you could say that, yes.." He says, before making a mental note to stop talking before he started rambling. Blaine knew that he'd end up spilling everything otherwise.

"Then.. I don't understand," Kurt says, slowly, and as the words left Kurt's mouth, Blaine started panicking even more than he already was. Hereally wasn't liking the direction where this conversation was going.

"D-don't understand what?," Blaine just manages to stutter out at Kurt, not actually realizing that he'd cut Kurt off.

"How your grades in Divination are so low," Kurt says smiling weakly "You saw that happening even though you were well over two hundred miles away..and yet it's a wonder to us all how you were able to take O.W.L level Divination."

Blaine gives a small laugh and shakes his head "It's not something that happens very often." He says, his hand going up to run through his hair gingerly. "Not to mention that Trelawney spends most classes telling me all the horrific ways I'm going to die each week"

"God, if you did actually die all those times that she predicted, you'd be even more of a legend," Kurt laughs, sinking back into the armchair.

"I think I'd probably be taken into Ministry custody to see why I won't die, actually," Blaine says with a smirk.

"Or St. Mungo's," Finn says with a shrug.

"Yes, or St Mungo's," Kurt says, as he shakes his head, laughing. He stays silent for a few more seconds before tilting his head slightly to the side "So, what was her first prediction for your death again? I remember it was something really, really ridiculous, but that's it."

"Her first prediction?" Blaine repeats, blinking slowly as he starts laughing again "God... it was something like 'Ohhh, some night when you least suspect it, Cooper Anderson will burst into your dorm and torture you slowly while he eats your soul!'... Or something like that." Blaine laughs.

"You just made that up, didn't you?" Kurt shakes his head, with a false disapproving smile on his face.

"I .. Yeah," Blaine says, suppressing the urge to roll his eyes as Kurt starts snickering to himself. "I didn't totally make it up!" He protests, as Kurt continues to just laugh "It was something to do with Cooper, considering he just broke up at the time, and I think she nearly had a heart attack when she found out the recent escapee's brother was in her third year Divination class."

"Now that you mention it," Kurt says after slowly starting to calm down "I do remember her mentioning your death being related to Cooper."

"It was all the woman predicted in third year" Blaine said with an eye roll "And each of them -"

"- were more ridiculous than the other" Kurt says in unison with him. The two of them look at each other before they both collapse into the arms of the chair in a laughing fit.

"Now I'm actually starting to wish that I actually took that class," Finn says, shaking his head at the two laughing boys. "From how Rachel was talking, it was torture."

"Oh, it is, Finn," Kurt says through his laughter "Rachel was just pissed because Trelawney said that she didn't 'possess the power of sight' and that she was narrow-minded or something."

"Yeah, Rachel quit the class out of rage," Blaine says, nodding.

"I actually can't say that I blame her," Kurt says "I would've quit a long time ago, but I want to get twelve O. . I'm definitely not taking it for N.E. though. I think taking twelve of them would kill me."

"So, how many classes are you dropping, then?" Finn asks furrowing his brow.

"Divination, Care of Magical Creatures, Astronomy, and History of Magic," Kurt says. "I'm planning on trying to become an Auror, so you know what subjects I have to take. But I can't bring myself to drop Ancient Runes, Arithmancy, or Muggle Studies.."

"Oh god, Kurt," Finn groans, as he shakes his head "You don't even need Muggle Studies! You're -"

"Finn!" Kurt says sharply, giving a warningly glare over at his brother. Finn jumps slightly, and sinks away into his seat.

"Sorry..." He mutters into his lap.

Blaine looks at them both in confusion, wondering what the hell they were both talking about. He was about to turn around and question Kurt, but the same look that he sent to Finn was sent, and now that it was on him, Blaine realized just how fierce it actually was, causing him to flinch slightly, and look down at his lap to avoid Kurt's glare at all costs.

Not for the first time that night, they stay sitting in an awkward silence for a few moments, until someone suddenly appeared with several trunks in front of the fire, making all of the three boys jump, and shout out. Finn, who seemed to be dozing off, was most surprised out of the lot of them, was so shocked about the newcomers appearance that he yells out louder than the other two boys combined, and falls over so quickly and with so much force, that he falls over the arm of his chair, and knocks it over in the process.

"Sorry for startling you three," The newcomer says, "But I was told to bring your things down here,"

When Blaine looks up, he doesn't recognize the voice at all, but he did recognize the face however. He just didn't know where exactly.

Kurt, however, knew exactly who it was, "Professor Schuester?" He says, sitting back up again, "What are you doing here? Doesn't Professor Umbridge know that we're-"

"That you're gone? Yes, she does," Professor Schuester says, "But Professor Dumbledore just managed to set up a Portkey for me to send your things over. He's currently discussing this over with her." Professor Schuester then turns to Blaine "I know you have some things here, so I only brought your school things, okay?"

"Uhm..." Blaine says slowly, before just deciding not to question anything and nod "Yeah, sure."

Professor Schuester just nods, before he turns around and looks at Kurt "You don't need to hand that essay right on date, given your circumstances right now, you can hand it in a month later, and I'll completely understand."

Kurt looks at his Muggle Studies professor and shakes his head "No, it'll be on time," He says, and Blaine just manages to hear Kurt muttering "I'll need something to distract myself anyways.."

Professor Schuester doesn't seem to question this and just nods "Sure, just hand it in as soon as you can."

Kurt doesn't say anything and just nods.

"Blaine, where's Cooper? I just need to tell him something." Professor Schuester says, looking at Blaine.

"He's making sure the elves don't bother us.." Blaine says, "He shouldn't be much longer -"

Almost on cue, Cooper walks into the room with his face buried into one of his hands, the other holding a glass of fire whiskey "Oh god, I'm going to kill that little shit if he keeps -"

"Cooper," Professor Schuester says firmly, walking towards the other man.

"Oh, hey Will," Cooper says with a lop-sided smirk as he runs a hand through his hair. "So, what are you doing here then?"

"I was just dropping off things for these guys," He says, gesturing to Kurt, Blaine, and Finn, "And Professor Dumbledore was wanting me to follow on a message. You know how risky owls are these days, right?"

"Yeah, yeah I know" Cooper groans, "Ol' McGonagall was getting all up in my hair for sending Blainey here so many letters." The lop-sided smirk returns to Cooper's face as he unceremoniously throws himself next to Kurt on the large armchair, spreading his arms across the back of it, deliberately ignoring the glare Blaine was sending him, and the strange look Kurt gave him as he tenses up as he takes a large swig from the glass "So," he says, still smirking "What did Beardy want, then?"

"Professor Dumbledore," Professor Schuester says, starting to sound a little exasperated. "Wanted me to let you know that there probably isn't going to be any meetings during the holiday, so your free to do whatever you want within reason over the holidays. He's wanting to investigate more on what happened to Mr. Hummel."

"Yeah, sure fine," Cooper says, waving his hand as if to finish off the conversation.

"Make sure you take care of them, right? Don't just disappear for ages." Professor Schuester says looking right at Cooper, "I'll be coming once a week to make sure, right?"

"God, I will! Calm down, William!" Cooper says, in a mock scolding voice "Maybe we could catch up over fire whiskey when you're here?" He adds, his smirk becoming more prominent.

"It depends how much work I have to correct," Professor Schuester says laughing "Just because these guys are on holiday, doesn't mean that I am. Marking waits for no man."

"You're really boring, y'know that?" Cooper says rolling his eyes "Just take that day off. You're going to be coming down here, anyway. It'll be fine!"

"Fine!" Professor Schuester laughs again. "But only for you, Coop."

"That's what I like to hear!" Cooper says, jovially, jumping out of his seat, downing the rest of his glass, patting Professor Schuester on the back, perhaps a little harshly "You're much more fun like this, y'know?"

"Well, I can't be 'fun' all the time; I need to act responsibly for the students," Professor Schuester says, shaking his head "But I suppose it'll fine during the holidays for a few days."

"Good," Cooper says "From my experience with Hogwarts kids, you'll definitely need the break!"

"Hey, the kids that have been coming here are actually one of the more well-behaved!" Professor Schuester argues, though it was clear that he was still amused.

"I'm talking about the intellect level," Cooper says, winking, not so subtly, and Finn and Blaine, which only causes Blaine to hurl a cushion at him, and knocks the fire whiskey out of his hand. Blaine's eyes widen slightly. He wasn't really intending that to happen, but whatever. There wasn't really anything that could be done about it now.

"M-my fire whiskey!" Cooper whines distraughtly "Blainers! How could you!"

"You just called me stupid, Coop," Blaine says, crossing his arms and eye rolling at his brother "How did you expect me to react?"

"I thought you people were supposed to be jolly!" Cooper mopes "And Finn isn't assaulting me! You're just all pissy tonight."

"Rightfully so.." Blaine mutters, glaring at the fireplace

Cooper, for once, remains silence and just swallows back.

"Anyway," Professor Schuester says, stopping yet another awkward silence from starting again. "I need to be going." He walks to the door leading to the hall "Well, if I don't see you during the holidays, I hope you enjoy them, and Happy Christmas." Professor Schuester beams at them all before his face becomes serious again "Kurt, Finn," He says, looking a little solemn "I really hope that your father recovers quickly. Send him my wishes, okay?"

"Sure, Professor Schue," Finn says, smiling a little "Enjoy your Christmas too,"

Professor Schuester gives a small smile to them all before turning around and walking into the hall, followed by Cooper. No less than a minute later, Cooper comes back into the room.

"Well, it's been a long day for all of you," Cooper says, becoming serious "So, you should probably all go to bed."

"Where will we go?" Kurt asks as he gets up from the arm chair, and Finn instantly scurries up with the things Professor Schuester dropped off to his room.

"Well, Finn and Blainers have been here before, so they'll be staying there. As for you, Sweetcheeks." Cooper says winking at him, purposefully ignoring the look on Kurt's face. "Your room will be next to Blaine's, so he'll show you there."

"Right, fine," Kurt says, sighing. Just as he was about to bend down to pick up the bag with his things, Blaine instantly appears at his side to pick them up for him

"No, let me," Blaine says, more cheerfully than he'd been speaking all night.

"Dapper much?" Kurt chuckles, as he shakes his head, and walks in the direction of the door.

Blaine smirks, and leans towards Kurt "Very much," he whispers hotly into Kurt's ear, causing a shiver running down his spine. Oh, god..was Blaine.. flirting with him? Kurt just gapes at him for a few moments, before quickly turning away from Blaine just as he feels his face heating up and heads out of the room, and turns to the left.

"Kurt?" Blaine calls out, sounding amused.

Kurt turns around and looks at him "What?"

"Our rooms are that way," Blaine says, pointing to the right.

Kurt feels his face reddening even further, looking down at the floor "Oh," he says, dumbly.

"It's fine," Blaine says laughing, as he walks over "C'mon I'll show you"

Without warning, Blaine grabs hold of Kurt's hand and pulls him to the right, and upstairs. While Blaine practically drags him along, Kurt couldn't help but notice despite the callouses on Blaine's fingertips, his hands were actually incredibly soft, and though his grip was tight, it was strangely relaxing to him. And why the hell was Kurt noticing what Blaine's hands were like? He had to snap out of this.

After a couple of minutes of climbing seemingly endless flights of stairs (just how big was this house!), Blaine stops walking when they approach a hallway with four doors. Blaine walks to the door furthest away from the stairs

"This is your room," Blaine says, smiling brightly at Kurt "Pretty easy to remember, considering it's right at the end of the hall"

Kurt nods, and looks at the door "Thanks," He says when he looks at Blaine again.

"The bathroom's that door at the other end of the hall. That room might be an en-suite, but I can't really remember."

"An en-suite?" Kurt raises an eyebrow, giving a smirk "Pretty nice, huh?"

"Yeah," Blaine says, laughing softly, not noticing that he takes a few steps closer to Kurt, only stopping when they're just inches apart, taking a deep breath. "Anyway, we should go to sleep before Cooper freaks out,"

"Probably," Kurt laughs, before his breath hitches when he notices just how close he and Blaine were now. Before he even knew what was happening, Blaine wraps his arms around Kurt fairly tightly. Kurt stays still for a few moments before bringing his own arms up to wrap around Blaine just as tight, using the few moments of closeness to take in Blaine's scent. He didn't quite recognize some of the smells, but Kurt could clearly smell cinnamon there. Just as he was about to try and figure out what other scents Blaine smelled of, the shorter boy pulls away. Kurt couldn't help but pout slightly, and when he looks down at Blaine, he notices that the other boy was biting his lip, as though he was contemplating something but before Kurt could ask Blaine what he was thinking about, he just pats Kurt's upper arm gently.

"Goodnight, Kurt," Blaine says, giving a soft sigh, as he finally pulls away from Kurt.

"'Night Blaine," Kurt nods, before walking into the room.

As Kurt enters his room, he only just became aware of exactly how tired he really was. Groaning a little, Kurt kicks his bag underneath the bed and slowly takes his clothes off, his fingers fumbling a little. As much as Kurt wanted to, he was too tired to get his pajamas out of his bag, or put his clothes away – he was too tired to even fold them up. So, Kurt just threw them on the end of his bed, making a mental note to put them away properly when he woke up tomorrow.

When Kurt gets underneath the sheets of his bed, he felt himself starting to drift almost instantly. While he lay down, Kurt couldn't help but think about Blaine. How he knew about what happened to his father. Was he actually a Seer – or was there something else going on there? And why was Blaine touching him so much after Professor Schuester left? Thinking about it was just making Kurt's head hurt and make him more tired. Sighing softly, Kurt just decides to focus on falling asleep. As soon as his eyes close over, Kurt falls asleep instantly

Blaine watches Kurt enter his room, was about to walk into his room before he collides with Cooper.

"Where did all that confidence come from then, Blainers?" Cooper smirks at his brother "From what I heard, you couldn't even speak to dear Kurtie without stuttering like an idiot."

Blaine flares his nostrils slightly, and shakes his head "Yeah, well in case you haven't noticed, we're actually friends now," Blaine snaps at Cooper, pushing the door to his room open. He really didn't want to talk to Cooper right now...

"Whoa, why so pissy, Blainers?" Cooper asks smirking when he follows Blaine into his room, shutting the door behind him as he leans against it.

"You," Blaine says, flatly, taking out a pair of sweatpants from his drawers.

"What have I done?" Cooper asks, shooting Blaine an irritated look.

"I don't know, maybe how you were acting with Kurt back there?" Blaine says spitting slightly.

"What are you talking about?" Cooper says, folding his arms, his eyebrow nearly going up to his hairline.

"The winking, the sitting next to him on the arm chair when there was plenty of room for you on the couch, the 'Sweet-Cheeks'?" Blaine says, quickly whipping his shirt off "Any of that ringing a bell?"

"Ohhh," Cooper says, as if he only just realized, a hint of a laugh in his voice "That."

"Yes," Blaine says angrily "That,"

"That's nothing," Cooper says simply.

"Nothing?" Blaine repeats, staring at Cooper as though he just said the dumbest thing in the world. "That sure didn't look like nothing to me, Coop."

"Okay, so it was a warning," Cooper says with a shrug.

"A warning?" Blaine blinks slowly "For what?"

"I'll be honest," Cooper sighs "I've occasionally went up to the school as the cat and followed Kurt around just to see what he was like. I didn't want you just lusting over him because he had a pretty face. And I can honestly say that you two deserve each other. I know I've not known you for a long time, but I really think that he'll make you happy," Cooper then gives Blaine a soft smile "I can honestly say I know why you fell for that kid, and I've actually noticed something about him; something I think you'll like."

"What is it!" Blaine says hastily, turning around so fast to look at Cooper that he nearly fell flat on his ass.

"It wasn't something hugely important," Cooper says, "But it's something I think you'll like anyway."

"Just tell me Coop!"

"Whenever Kurt's around you..," Cooper says slowly, "It's the only time I've actually seen him properly smile."

Blaine was rendered speechless. He just stares at Cooper with wide eyes. Was he telling the truth? Did Kurt only really whenever he was with him, or was Cooper just screwing him over? But something was telling Blaine that Cooper wasn't making this up; that he was actually telling the truth.

"I knew you'd be too thick to notice!" Cooper says, cackling.

"Shut up, you'll wake Kurt!" Blaine says in a hushed whisper.

Cooper rolls his eyes and laughs, thankfully, a little quieter.

"But anyway... because of that, and just how your eyes light up just at the mentioning of his name," Cooper starts "The flirting was a warning."

"For what!" Blaine says, groaning out.

"Shut up, you'll wake Kurt!" Cooper mocks with a smirk "Well.. I'm basically warning you, that if you don't tell Kurt that you love him by Christmas? I'll tell him."

"That you love him!" Blaine says, instantly panicking.

"What? No!" Cooper starts laughing again "No, I'll tell him everything that you feel for him."

"No.. please don't Cooper!" Blaine looks at his brother pleadingly "You absolutely cannot tell him!"

"Then you know what to do," Cooper says shrugging, "Tell him before Christmas or I will. I really think he'll prefer hearing it from you."

Blaine stutters uncontrollably, completely unable to form a coherent sentence. No... Cooper wouldn't. He couldn't. But that stupid, shit-eating grin on Cooper's face sent shivers down his spine.

Great.

He was finally going to tell Kurt that he loved him and it was against his own will.

"Well, I'll be going to bed now," Cooper says, stretching before walking out the door. Seconds later, his head re-appears as he sticks it through the door frame, with the same shit-eating grin on his face "Oh, and by 'tell Kurt by Christmas'? You don't have all Christmas Day to tell him. Basically... If you haven't told him by midnight on Christmas Eve? I'm telling him." Cooper's grin widens when Blaine's eyes widen. "Well, good night!"

Blaine just rolls his eyes at his brother before kicking his trousers off, just leaving his clothes on the floor. He was too lazy just now, and besides, the elves would probably get it anyway.

After slipping on his sweatpants, Blaine turns off the lights before slipping into bed. It takes him a few minutes to get into a comfortable position to sleep in. Just as Blaine thought he was about to fall asleep, he jumps up as his eyes widen in realization.

It was the 18th tomorrow.

It was a week until Christmas.

Cooper's deadline was sooner than Blaine thought, and there was no way that he was going to be able to muster up the courage to tell Kurt in time.

And Cooper was undoubtedly going to tell every last thing Blaine said to him.

Shit.