"So, what is this that you're wanting to show me?" Blaine asks, half running to catch up with his brother.

"You'll find out soon enough," Cooper calls behind him, continuing his way down the stairs, "Just be patient, Blaine."

"Why couldn't you have just brought upstairs so we don't have to do this?" Blaine pouts slightly, starting to run down the stairs now to catch up with Cooper.

"Because one: I don't like carrying things. I avoid it at all costs," Cooper says with an eye roll "And two: It's a room I'm showing you. Can't exactly bring a room upstairs, can I?"

"No... I suppose not," Blaine says slowly "But what's so special about this room that you have to show me?"

"Let's just say...," Cooper says, deliberately drawing out every word, "You'll learn a few things... About us."

Blaine stops, staring at his brother for a few moments, trying to figure out exactly what he meant, before giving up, and shaking his head, following his brother. Blaine supposed that he would just find out whenever to Cooper was taking him.

A few minutes later, Blaine and Cooper got to the entrance hall, where Kurt and Finn where taking their jackets out of the cupboard and starting to leave. Even though Cooper was making his way down the hall, Blaine stops and walks over to Kurt, his face lighting up.

"Hey, Kurt," Blaine says, his smile widening as Kurt turns around to look at him,"Is that you going to the hospital now?"

"Yeah.." Kurt smiles wryly, shrugging on his peacoat, "We should be back before dinner, but you can start without us."

"No, I won't mind waiting," Blaine shakes his head, still smiling at Kurt, before looking serious, "Are you going to be okay..?"

"I'll be fine," Kurt nods, before laughing softly, "And seriously, you guys don't have to wait. I doubt you'll have to, but you never know what the traffic is going to be like"

"I don't think you'll have a choice, actually," Blaine laughs as he shakes his head "Cooper will makes us all wait more than likely... Hope everything goes okay though,"

"Thank you... We won't be long. It'll probably crowded in the hospital.. I don't think we'll be able to stay that long," Kurt smiles softly at Blaine as he starts heading to the door "I'll see you later."

"Bye, Kurt," Blaine says, quickly making his way to Kurt and kissing him, smiling against the other boy's lips as he feels him kissing back.

"Bye, Blaine," Kurt says, looking at Blaine for a few moments, before he opens the door and walks out.

"Wait, when the hell did that happen?" Finn asks, his brow knitting together as he follows his brother our.

When the door was being closed over, Blaine could practically feel Kurt rolling his eyes from his voice, his voice gradually getting quieter as he walked away. "Last night, Finn. Did you not notice that me and Blaine spent the day together?"

"Yeah, but still I don't...-"

Blaine couldn't really hear what Finn was saying, but it didn't matter. Cooper had spoken right over him.

"Hey, now that you and Kurt are done giving everyone in this damned house diabetes would you mind getting your short ass over here?"

Flushing and stuttering, Blaine looks at the front door before quickly walking over.

"Sorry...," Blaine mumbles, looking at the ground, before he raises his voice "So, what is it that you wanted to show me?"

The room that Cooper led him into looked as though it had an incredibly intricate wallpaper on every single wall. It had bright silver, dark grey, and vivid gold threads – or was it vines? - stretching across the wall, and was connected to what looked like flowers of the same colours. Although, none of them looked the same. To be honest, the sight of the wallpaper just gave Blaine a headache.

"So, what you wanted to show me was this extremely tacky wallpaper?" He asks arching his eyebrows at Cooper.

"You idiot, it's not wallpaper," Cooper rolls his eyes and brings Blaine further into the room "It's a tapestry."

"Of what?" Blaine asks, sounding a little exasperated, "What is so amazing about a tapestry that you have to show me, and is going to tell me about us?"

Cooper looks at Blaine for a few moments as if he'd just said the dumbest thing in the world before looking up. "It's our family tree, Blaine. It says it up there."

He points to somewhere at the top of the tapestry opposite the door, and sure enough, The Anderson Family Tree was stitched in silver thread at the top.

"Are we on this?" Blaine asks, frowning a little in concentration as he looks over the many flowers, which upon closer inspection, were actually faces of his distant family members or ancestors.

"Yep," Cooper nods, "Everything is up to date. It's enchanted so if someone is born or married into the family, they're added onto it. If there's any noticable changes to your appearance that isn't easily changed like a hair cut or injury, or aging it's changed as well."

"Right," Blaine bites his lip as he nods. He looks through the faces again, but can't find anyone he knows. He hadn't even heard of them. All the years of birth or death were marked between 1400 to 1600, and their faces and names all seemed to have a white glow. With a heavy sigh, Blaine looks back to Cooper, "I can't find us..."

"We're on that wall," Cooper says, pointing to the wall on the right, "We're part of the 'newer generations' after all."

Nodding again, Blaine makes his way over to that wall, and immediately, his gaze falls on a man in gold thread who looks so much like him. For a few moments, Blaine actually thought that he'd already found himself before he notices that the name and date of birth weren't his own. There was also a date of death so it couldn't even be a mistake.

Reading the name however, made it clear to Blaine why there was such a likeness between them.

Everett Matthew Anderson (1st March 1937 - 17th October 1980)

This.. This was his father, wasn't it? Breathing a little shakily, Blaine saw a thread to the side connecting to his father's name.

Amelia Rose Anderson née Holmes (14th February 1937 - 17th October 1980)

It had to be his mother... Though, when Blaine looked at the face, he couldn't really determine exactly how she looked. If it wasn't for the white glow coming off the picture, Blaine doubted that he would've been able to make out much of her face at all. Which really made Blaine feel slightly ill. There were never any photos of his parents in the house, so he had no idea what they looked like – he didn't even get to see anything from his parents old friends, and Cooper hadn't shown him any either. For his father, it wasn't hard to imagine, Blaine just thought of himself with a different eye colour – he'd been told time and time again that he was the spitting image of his father, but had his mother's eyes. When it came to his mother however, Blaine only knew that she was beautiful and had the same eyes for him. It wasn't enough. All Blaine could think of was a blank face with nothing but his hazel eyes. He now had a fair idea of what she looked like, but thanks to the damned colour of the thread it did nothing to help him.

"Why is mum's colour different from dad's...?" Blaine mutters, quirking an eyebrow at Cooper. "Her's is grey... but dad's is gold?"

"Blood status," Cooper says, with a heavy sigh "Gold for purebloods, silver for half bloods, and grey for Muggle borns. See ours?" Cooper points to two names below their parents "Ours are in silver.. and without that white glow. Which means -"

"They're dead," Blaine finished for him "Yeah... I managed to figure that one out..."

As an awkward silence fell between the two brothers, Blaine had to wonder if his and Cooper's faces were as hard to make out as their mother's. Thankfully, it was easy to make them out, however Blaine found it harder to see than their father's face. Now that he knew what the colours stood for, it was pretty easy to assume that it was due to their blood status – whoever made the enchantment mustn't have been fond of non-purebloods.

After taking a mental note of how old Cooper was exactly and when his birthday was (11th October 1963) because his brother, for some reason never thought to tell him and for another equally stupid reason, Blaine never asked, he decided to look at any aunts and uncles that he could've stayed with other than his loving Uncle Maurice and Aunt Jenna. On his mother's side, there was none apart from Maurice, who had no face, and only a name (Jenna and Blaine's cousin, Andrew, were missing, Blaine realized) But his father had two siblings. One had died at a young age, and died when Cooper was only two so there was no way he'd be able to stay with them, though his sister – who, apart from the dark curly hair, looked nothing like his father and him - was still alive and kicking, Blaine had noticed.

Evangeline Anya Smythe (neé Anderson) (15 November 1940 - )

Smythe.

The surname resounds in Blaine's mind. There was no way..There was no way that Blaine could be related to him..could he? Hopefully not, but Smythe wasn't a very common surname – it wasn't unheard of, but knowing that all pureblood families were connected somehow, Blaine couldn't rule out the possibility. Especially when he saw the thread connecting to a child.

Not wanting to check it just yet, Blaine decides to look at her husband's name instead:

Sinclair Horatio Smythe (6th June 1932 -)

Sinclair Smythe, even from the picture, had this foreboding presence about him. He was a large man – there was no denying it – but his face reminded Blaine of a mountain troll. His thread was also a vivid gold, and Blaine couldn't help but think it was due to inbreeding. A small smirk was plastered on Sinclair Smythe's face, as if he knew something dark about Blaine that Blaine didn't even know about himself. A smirk that also reminded him of a rodent..

Which was when Blaine realizes that he should stop putting it off and just look at their child's name and get it over with:

Sebastian Sinclair Smythe (14th January 1979 -)

Sebastian didn't really look like either of his parents – Blaine could see some of his mother in him, but he was blessed enough to have avoided any of his father's looks, minus the smirk. When Blaine looked at his side of the family tree, it was instantly obvious that Sebastian got his looks from the Andersons rather than the Smythes.

"Shit," Blaine says flatly as his face falls.

"What's up?" Cooper asks as he walks over to Blaine with his hands in pockets.

"Sebastian," Blaine points to his name on the tapestry "He's our cousin."

"Well, I'll be fucked," Cooper says, laughing a little, but Blaine was barely registering what he was saying. "Wasn't expecting that little shit to be related to us that closely."

While Cooper was talking, Blaine couldn't help but think about the Smythes...Blaine thought it was unlikely that they didn't know about him, but instead refused to take him in. Which just made him feel sick. Were they that strongly obsessed with purebloodedness that they wouldn't even accept having a half blood relative? Or was it to with the fact that he was an "enemy" of Voldemort? From how Sebastian generally acted, it was hard to choose. Sebastian had the thoughts that Muggle born were scum from his first day at Hogwarts – how he spoke to Rachel was evidence enough of that – so him being influenced by students at Hogwarts, which only left the conclusion that his family were the reason for his bigotry.

Another sickening thought came across Blaine's mind. What would've happened to him if the Smythes decided to take him in? Blaine knew for a fact that he'd end up like Sebastian. Not in terms of pervertedness, but when it came to his attitude towards ones blood status. More than likely, he wouldn't be a Gryffindor, but he would've been Sorted into Slytherin instead. He would be in the same house as Sebastian and Kurt, and would've been with Sebastian almost all day everyday.

Kurt... Things would've been entirely different if he'd lived with the Smythes. He would either be close to Kurt due to being Sebastian's cousin, and maybe their relationship would've gotten to this stage a lot sooner? Or, wait... Kurt might have hated him. Actually hated him. Blaine could've been worse about those opinions than Sebastian was, and hated half-bloods just as much as he would've hated Muggle borns, he would have killed any chances of being with Kurt when he found out that the boy wasn't actually a pureblood like everyone seemed to think

Blaine's face suddenly drains of colour when yet another nauseating thought appeared – Blaine seemed to be having a lot of these ever since he looked at the damn tapestry – he didn't know that Sebastian was so closely related to him. What if... What if there were others that Blaine was that closely related to him? What if they were someone Blaine didn't want to be related to? What if – Oh god, no Blaine wasn't going to let himself think that. He was so sure he was going to be sick at any moment.

"Hey, squirt," Cooper's voice called out, Blaine only just aware that his brother was even speaking to him. "What's up? You look like you're going to be sick."

"Cooper..." Blaine murmurs "Do you know what families the Hummels are related to?"

"The Hummels? I think they're part German or something, right?" Cooper says, "I have no idea who'd they'd be related to.. Why are you asking?"

"Because I just found out that Sebastian is our cousin, Coop," Blaine says, his voice gradually getting louder and more hysterical, "And I don't know if Kurt is related to us in some way and I do not want our future children having a toe on the back of their neck due to inbreeding!"

Cooper just stares at Blaine for a few moments before bursting out laughing "You 'don't want you and Kurt's future children having a toe on the back of their neck due to inbreeding'?" Cooper repeats, "Care to re-think of what you just said, Blainers?"

Blaine stares at Cooper in confusion for a few seconds before his face turns a bright vermillon colour, looking away from him. "Sh-shut up.." He stutters, looking at his feet.

"Well, just check this wall for him," Cooper says, "He'll probably be on the tree somewhere, but you really only have to worry if he's on the same part of tapestry as us."

Nodding, Blaine finally looks up at his brother, "Right... so can you help me look?"

"Sure," Cooper smirks, "I'll take the right hand side and you'll take the left. Deal?"

Blaine nods, "Deal."

Blaine wasn't able to find Kurt at all on the same portion of tapestry he was on, and neither could Cooper. It filled Blaine with relief that he wouldn't be at all squicked out whenever he thought about kissing (or more...) Kurt, but he felt a little...uneasy, if that was even the right word. Blaine didn't actually know how he felt, but he didn't really like it. Sure, he felt a lot better now he knew Kurt wasn't closely related to him, however, Blaine wanted to actually see if he'd be able to find Kurt on this. He didn't know what it was, but Blaine just wanted to know more about his boyfriend (his heart skipped a few beats as he thought of the term), and he'd just felt like he was being over invasive if he asked these questions to Kurt outright.

So, Blaine decided to check every part of the tapestry until he found him.

But to no avail.

Blaine couldn't find Kurt, or anyone he knew was related to Kurt anywhere. He found out that Sam Evans was his fifth cousin four times removed, and that Mike Chang was his sixth cousin twice removed, but no Kurt.

Growling a little in frustration, Blaine turns around and was about to storm out the room when his eyes fell on a familiar face and name in silver.

Finn Andrew Hudson (May 11th 1980 -)

Blaine's stomach flips in excitement and nervousness when his eyes fell on Finn's face – it captured how he was perfectly; friendly, but not very bright. This was it. He'd finally found him. But no matter what he did, Blaine couldn't bring himself to look at the thread connecting Finn to Kurt as siblings. Almost as though Kurt wouldn't be there, and this just happened to be another Finn Hudson with the exact same face and birthday. He couldn't look at Kurt. At least, he couldn't do it alone.

"Cooper," Blaine's voice calls out, surprisingly even from how he was feeling. "I found him."

"Oh yeah?" Blaine could hear the smirk in Cooper's voice, causing him to roll his eyes, "I don't know why you bothered looking. Your kids are pretty safe from toes on the neck, gills, or a third ear on their foreheads."

"Just shut up and come over here, will you!?" Blaine's voice quavers, half snapping "I don't want to look at this alone."

"Alright, alright, I'm coming" Cooper rolls his eyes and walks over to Blaine. Blaine looks up at his brother, and frowns when seeing the look of surprise mixed with a smirk on his face. "Well.. that was unexpected.."

"What was?" Blaine asks, frowning "What's a surprise?"

"Just look at it, Blaine," Cooper says, pointing to where Blaine knew Kurt's face was, "And you'll know what I'm taking about."

Taking a deep breath, and still not knowing why he felt so nervous, Blaine turns around and finally looks at Kurt's face on the tapestry.

And like Cooper said, it was unexpected.

Kurt's face wasn't silver like Blaine hadn't anticipated, nor was it gold like he thought it would be last month. It was the same dark grey colour as Blaine's mother. Like his mother, Blaine couldn't make out Kurt's face as well as he could with Sebastian or Finn, so he wasn't sure if it was his Kurt. It didn't quite capture his real beauty, which was why Blaine's gaze fell on the name, even though he knew he really didn't need to.

Kurt Edward Hummel (27th May 1980 -)

"Whoa..." Blaine barely whispers, "I...I didn't know.."

"Wonder why he never told us?" Cooper asks, rocking on his feet.

"I'm not surprised, actually," Blaine says, sighing softly "He's in Slytherin.. and he was with Sebastian's lot. If word got out about that, they'd all ditch him, and most of the other students aren't exactly willing to befriend a Slytherin.. It's probably easier to pretend rather than have everyone hate you."

"That makes sense," Cooper nods. He's silent for a few moments before speaking again "Would you have hated him?"

"What!?" Blaine looks at disbelief "No! Of course not. Coop, I was in love with him when I thought he might have been like Sebastian! When Slytherins were always the enemy. If anything, if he told people his blood status from the start, it would've only made me love him more. I don't know what the views are on homosexuality are in the Wizarding World, but they aren't exactly pleasant in the Muggle world, and as much as I hated it, it was just so, so brave of him to start going out with Sebastian – and me – because I can imagine that he had the same fears, and if he announced he was Muggleborn as well, knowing how ostracised they are? That would.. That would just be unbelievably brave to me, and if he did – or does – then I'm seriously going to question the Sorting Hat's decision"

"Wow, calm down, Blainers, you got awfully passionate there," Cooper chuckles, before smiling down at Blaine "But I'm proud. Good to know that nothing about this kid is going to change your opinion of him."

"Nothing will," Blaine says, shaking his head "At least, I don't see Kurt doing anything that will make me hate him." Sighing softly, Blaine walks closer to the wall, and trails his fingers over the stitching of Kurt's face on the tapestry "I don't care what he is... It doesn't matter to me. All that matters is I love him. That's all."