It was getting incredibly hard for Blaine to concrentrate. No matter how hard he tried, his mind would just continue to think about what happened in the library with Sebastian and Kurt. Blaine didn't know who he was more irritated with out of the two Slytherins. He had reason enough to be equally pissed off at the both of them. There was Sebastian, who, to be honest, did start the trouble in the library. Calling Rachel what he did? It was unforgivable in Blaine's eyes, and no, Blaine didn't care that he was completely unlike his usual dapper self when it happened. Blaine usually started to lose any signs of his dapperness whenever he heard the word "Mudblood" being thrown around, but when it was being directed at Rachel? Blaine competely lost it then. Rachel was basically the closest thing Blaine was ever going to have as to a sibling. And to talk about someone he loved in that way? It was just horrible.

Though, Kurt... He wasn't really doing much better than Sebastian at the moment. Sure, Kurt didn't say anything directly to  Rachel, but he didn't do or say anything to Sebastian to make him stop. Kurt just let it keep going. He was supposed to be a prefect, yet he didn't do anything that he was supposed to be doing in a situation like this. If a Professor had walked by at that point? Blaine would bet on his collection of bowties that they would at least deduct house points. Well, not so much with Snape. Snape always turned a blind eye to anything that Slytherins pulled off. Which was a huge reason why Blaine actually felt like he hated Snape. Though, he wasn't going to think about that too much. There was always going to be someone on the falcuty like that in a school. Blaine actually had a teacher like that when he was still in primary.

Blaine was slightly confused as to why he was just as mad at Kurt just now as he was at Sebastian. Usually when people turned a blind eye to people like Sebastian, Blaine would just be slightly pissed, but he couldn't shake this feeling that he had towards Kurt. If Blaine had to guess, he would say that he felt this way because he always thought Kurt was one of the nicer Slytherins. That he was one of the few in that house who didn't feel the need to be a complete and utter asshole to everyone. And seeing how Kurt actually spoke to the younger students, and others outside of Slytherins, though, Blaine wasn't going to deny that Kurt could be a little... bitchy. He just felt that most of the time, Kurt was actually pretty nice. Now, Blaine may have just been a little judgemental from what he'd seen from the other Slytherins? But none of them seemed to be like that, and only hellped themselves and other Slytherins. They'd only helped people in other houses whenever it suited them. And when Kurt didn't care how upset Rachel was getting with Sebastian insulting her like that? It seemed to Blaine that he was just like the rest, only that he was overall a nicer person than most of them.

Deciding that Potions, a class that Blaine was sharing with the two boys he didn't really want to think about, wasn't such a good subject to be working on after all, Blaine decides to take out his Ancient Runes book. Smiling to himself, Blaine feels relieved when he actually makes progress on this assignment. Though, it becomes harder to concentrate a few minutes later. Blaine only just remembered that this was another class that he shared with Kurt, and it was what Kurt was working on when they were in the library earlier today. So, that ruined his concrentration streak. Blaine glances up briefly, and notices that Rachel was staring right at him. Blinking slowly, Blaine shakes his head a little, not thinking to much about it, and gets back to his work. Though,  now he was aware that Rachel was looking at him, it was getting hard for Blaine to go back to his work. It was hard enough anyway, but with Rachel staring at him it just made it impossible. After a while, Blaine sets his quill down and looks at Rachel with a slightly raised eyebrow.

"Is something wrong Rachel?"

Rachel's eyes widen, probably because she didn't think that Blaine had noticed that she was staring right at him. Which, made no sense to Blaine. They were the only ones in the spare classroom they found after leaving the library, and there certainly wasn't anything of interest that she could be staring at. Rachel shakes her head before answering Blaine.

"No, not with me," She says, giving a shrug "But what about you? You've barely spoken since we've left the library.

"I'm fine, Rachel."

"No, you're not," Rachel replies shortly. "I know you're not. I know you well enough by now to know if something's bothering you or not. So what is it?"

Blaine laughs softly. He knew that it wasn't going to be easy to lie to Rachel about how he was feeling because of exactly what Rachel said. They both knew each other practically inside out, and at times, Blaine actually felt like Rachel knew him better than he did at times. 

"I'm just...I guess I'm still pissed at what happened in the library."

Hearing Rachel giving a sharp sigh, Blaine looks up, frowning at her a little.

"What?"

"I told you already, it's fine. I'm not bothered by it," Rachel shakes her head when she speaks "I'm long used to it now. You don't have to get so upset about it."

"But Sebastian... He was completely out of order, Rachel!" Blaine says, his frown deeping "And Kurt.. He didn't do anything to stop it.."

"Look, it's Sebastian. He can't go through a day without making some Mudblood comment at someone." Rachel chuckles weakly "It's in his nature. It's like you being so dapper all of the time. As for Kurt, I doubt that the reason why he didn't say anything was because he's like Sebastian, though it may be the case. Maybe he actually didn't want to get involved? Maybe he's like you and only gets involved with things when someone he loves is at stake. Sebastian is his boyfriend, you know."

What Rachel had said.. It didn't settle right with Blaine. He didn't like how she was so indifferent to how she was being treated by people like Sebastian; she just let it slide. That was only going to make things a lot worse, in Blaine's eyes. People were going to take notice that she didn't react too much whenever people hurled insults like that at her, and sooner, or later, more people were going to do it. She also said that she was "long used to it." No one should be used to that kind of treatment. At all. Though what she said about Kurt's behaviour really didn't make Blaine feel any better. It actually just made him feel a hell of a lot worse. Blaine knew that Kurt and Sebastian were going out . They had been since the Yule Ball last year after they went together, which didn't make anything better, seeing as how Blaine had asked Kurt to go with him then. But Sebastian and Kurt being together didn't make anything better. Them being best friends since pretty much the start of their time at Hogwarts didn't make it better either. Everything to do with their relationship did nothing but suceed in making Blaine feel even worse at the moment. He couldn't help it; Blaine couldn't just turn off his feelings like they had a switch, or something similar.

"You don't think I know that...?" Blaine grimaces a little, avoiding Rachel's gaze.

"Okay, what's wrong now..?" Rachel asks, her voice laced with concern, though there was a slight edge of irritation that Blaine was just able to catch onto.

"Nothing." Blaine says. Seeing that Rachel opens her mouth, Blaine looks at his watch before back at Rachel. "Actually, just remembered. Quidditch practice. It's on today, and this is the first time I've managed to go to practice without detention with Umbridge getting in the way." Blaine quickly stands up and pushes his things back into his bag before running out of the classroom, ignoring Rachel's attempts at calling out to him.

Blaine was going to admit it: he lied about Quidditch practice. Sure, he'd usually have one around this time of the day, but the rest of the team were too busy with studying to go to this week's, and any time they weren't? Umbridge thought of some way to put Blaine in detention so that he wouldn't get to. It was like she actively looked out for times when Blaine would be in Quidditch to punish him for one thing or another so that he would miss it. Blaine was actually at the point where he believed that Umbridge was just trying to get him in detention to make his life miserable. She always had that Queen Bitch smirk on her face whenever she succeeded. Hell that smirk even rivalled Santana's and Quinn's, and that was saying something.

The reason why Blaine had lied about Quidditch was practice was because he really didn't want to talk about Kurt any more with Rachel. She knew something was up, but Blaine knew Rachel didn't know about his feelings for Kurt; it was one of the few things that Blaine hadn't told Rachel. Though, he knew that if he'd spent anymore time with her, then she would find out sooner or later. Rachel very rarely backed down with these kinds of things, and Blaine was going to have to avoid being with Rachel for too long. She'd get the message sooner or later that Blaine didn't want to talk about it.

Blaine knew exactly when he started feeling how he did towards Kurt. It wasn't something that he had to guess about since these feelings began the moment Blaine saw him. It was on their first train ride to Hogwarts, as first years whne they were both sitting nervously about what was going to happen when they got there. Blaine, was worried about whether or not this was all real or not, and it wasn't just some stunt pulled by his aunt and uncle, or if there'd been some mistake. Or if he was going to make any friends if he was there, and if he was actually going to do well in any of his subjects as he had no freakin' clue what he was going to do in them. If he had to guess, then all Kurt was probably just what house he'd be in, and how well he would do in his classes. Blaine didn't know why he got that vibe off Kurt, but he really didn't seem like he'd be worried about how well he was going to do. Though, Blaine knew that not all of his thoughts on Kurt's personality was going to be accurate. Blaine never actually plucked up the courage to speak to him at length, and all his judgements on the other boy's characters were based on what Blaine had seen of him around the school, and his short, and very limited conversations with him.

Nerves filled Blaine when he walked through King's Cross alone. Blaine's aunt and uncle only dropped him off here because of his cousin having a pig's tail, which he recieved after the Gameskeeper came to visit him. All three of Blaine's relatives were incredibly rude to the man after he told them the truth about Blaine. It seemed to be some dark family secret that wasn't ever supposed to come out. Blaine hated that they kept that secret about him for so long; the fact that he was a wizard and was to go to a wizarding school up in the Highlands of Scotland called Hogwarts.  He hated his family  anyway for how they treated him in general, and he was more than livid to find out that they hid something so big about his life. He even found out the truth about how his parents died. Turns out, they didn't die in a car crash. They were, in fact, killed by a very dark wizard. A few arguments kicked off after this betweent the family, and Blaine's cousin tried to attack him, which, all he got in return was a pig's tail. While all three of them were freaking out, Blaine and the Gameskeeper took this chance to escape, so Blaine could find out more about the Wizarding World, and get his new school supplies.

The Gameskeeper, Hagrid, as his name turned out to be, was actually an incredibly nice man, despite what his appearance made him seem. Blaine was intimidated at the start, but as the day progressed, Hagrid seemed like some Blaine felt like he could trust. It really was a great feeling, if Blaine was going to be honest. He'd went through eleven years of life, and he couldn't share anything with anyone. Almost everyone he met hated him. Blaine was just praying that the Wizarding World would be different. It was so amazing to Blaine. Everything in Diagon Alley (where they'd went to get Blaine's school supplies) just awed him in everyway, and if Hagrid wasn't there to remind him that all the money that Blaine's parents had left behind was to last him seven years, Blaine was so sure that he was going to blow it all on everything he saw. Everyone in Diagon Alley knew his name, and all were incredibly helpful towards him, and helped him find things when he couldn't find him. He even got a discount when he went to the ice cream parlour. Hagrid had told him that the reason why people knew him was because that he was famous in the Wizarding World, and the scar on the forehead was the mark that showed this. Apparently, he was the only person to survive the Killing Curse that took his parents lives, and when he survived this curse, it had also defeated one of the Darkest Wizards who ever lived. Blaine was shocked to hear this news; the fact that so many people knew who he was, and knew more about why his life was the way it was before he did. It was just incredibly over-whelming, and all Blaine could do was wish that he knew this sooner.

Blaine never wanted to leave Diagon Alley, and after finding out that he could stay in the Leaky Cauldron, Blaine had begged Hagrid to let him stay there. Unfortunately, Hagrid told Blaine that it wasn't a great idea, and took him back home. The month he spent at his aunt and uncle's was incredibly awkward. None of them really spoke to him, not even to snap or make a rude comment, and his cousin was terrified if Blaine walked past him. Blaine didn't think that he'd ever get used to that all. He'd gone so long being the one that was scared, but the roles seemed to have been reversed. It would be nice that things would stay like this, because Blaine was sick of being treated so... horribly throughout his childhood. He wasn't betting on it though. Blaine knew he'd probably just have to savour the feeling for now. 

His family took him to the train station, only because of the hospital appointment they'd planned for his cousin to get that tail removed. After stepping through the station doors, Blaine saw his family walking away, laughing their heads off. Which..didn't settle right with Blaine. What if this was all just some huge joke that his family planned and everything he thought he'd learnt about himself for this month was a lie? Blaine was about to completely freak out before knowing that wasn't the best idea he had. They could've just been laughing at some lewd comment his uncle made about him. Yes.. That was what Blaine was going to tell himself. To keep himself sane.

Blaine couldn't find the platform where he was supposed to go. There wasn't a sign that was going to say "Platform Nine and Three Quarters" after all,, was there? So, all Blaine was looking out for was someone mention it in passing, or seeing someone dressed in robes like he saw them wear in Diagon Alley. They would probably stand out a lot more, but Blaine was careful to look out for both. After about ten minutes of wandering around, Blaine saw a family of strangely dressed blondes, the youngest of which was about Blaine's age. And she had an owl on her trolley. She had to be going to Hogwarts! Taking his chance, Blaine started to run, and followed the family, feeling incredibly excited, and actually started to feel a bit dizzy. 

Upon closer inspection, Blaine was even more positive now that this family were full of wizards. There was another girl, older by a few years, who had a large owl, and she was wearing robes with a red trim, and a lion crest on it. Blaine had no idea what that meant, but he assumed that she was part of some team at Hogwarts. The woman, who Blaine assumed to be the two girls' mother stepped forward, smiling at the older girl.

"On you go, Francis" the woman said, a soft smile on her face.

The girl who Blaine now knew as Francis nods, and runs with her trolley, heading straight to the wall between platforms nine and ten. Blaine's eyes widened. She was going to head face first into it! He opened his mouth, about to shout out a warning when the girl just disappeared. Blaine blinked rapidly, and just stared at the place where Francis had been, his mouth wide open.

"Go on, Lucy, it's your turn now!"

"But mum...I don't think he knows how to get onto the platform!" The young girl giggles, pointing straight at Blaine.

Blaine breaks out of his slight trance and looked directly at the family. Smiling weakly, Blaine walks forward, and smiles at them

"H-hey." He said, stuttering a little and looking at his feet. God, he was feeling so nervous right now. This family must have thought that he was a complete idiot right now. "M-my name's B-Blaine. I was w-wondering if you could tell me how to get onto the platform..?"

Once his name was mentioned, the family's gaze immediately went straight to his forehead, and the two parents' eyes widened, while the girl just smiled in amazement. 

"Sure! You just run through the barrier, which is between those walls. I know it looks solid, but it's not. It's to stop the Muggles from getting into our world and ending up on the train! Don't worry, they don't notice that you go through" The girl said, continuing to Blaine.

Blaine looks at her, and nods "So...I just act like it's a door then..?"

"Yeah. Though, Frannie said it's best to run if you're a bit nervous." The girl nodded, as if to confirm the fact.

Blaine swallowed back, and looks at the girl "R-right."

Blaine looked at the wall; it seemed solid. Blaine swallowed back again, and gripped onto his trolley even tighter. Closing his eyes, Blaine started running towards the wall, certain that he was going to collide with the brick, that his owl was going to wake up from her peaceful sleep, that everyone in King's Cross was going to turn around and laugh at him. Blaine continued to run, wondering how the hell long it was to get to the wall. Opening his eyes, feeling like he was going to just crash as soon as they were open, Blaine almost falls over the trolley in shock.

He was in a completely different part of the station. This platform was filled with people dressed like the ones he'd seen in Diagon Alley, and there were people who were dressed like he was. Looking around, Blaine's mouth falls further. There was a large, scarlet steam train to his left, which had "The Hogwarts Express" written on the front. Looking up, Blaine sees the platform sign "Platform Nine and Three Quarters." Blaine's stomach feels a whole load lighter. So. More than likely, this was all real. It just..It made him feel so much better, and for a few moments, everything seemed to disappear. 

"Hey, Blaine Anderson"

Blaine jumped, wondering who was behind him before smiling upon seeing the blond girl from before. "Oh, hey" He said cheerfully. Blaine didn't bother wondering how she knew his surname. He could guess why.

"So, my name's Quinn. Quinn Fabray" She nodded again, like she did before "You prolly heard my parents call me 'Lucy'." Quinn gave a quick eyeroll "But no one but them calls me that. So, just call me Quinn, m'kay?"

Blaine nodded, and smiled at her "Okay, Quinn! Do you want to sit with me on the train?"

"Sorry, but Frannie's wanting me to meet with her friend's sister. She's the same age as me..." Quinn scowled a little, glaring in the direction of her sister. "But, if I can get away, I will. If not, then I'll make sure to see you once we get to Hogwarts! I hope we're in the same house as each other!".

House..? What was that? Was that the reason why Quinn's sister was wearing that set of robes? Blaine really didn't know, and just as he was about to ask, Francis was waving Quinn over, and he knew that Quinn wasn't going to be around him much longer until they got to Hogwarts. Maybe he should've read more of Hogwarts: A History when he was back home...

"Well, I have to go now. See you around, Blaine Anderson!" Quinn called out, waving as she ran to Francis.

A few people heard Quinn, and turned around, whispering and pointing at him. Blaine shot them all a weak smile, and made his way over to the train, saying hi to a few people who spoke to him. Blaine didn't stop to talk to anyone though. He just wanted to get a seat before all of them filled up.

Luckily, when he got on the train, it was pretty empty, and he found his own compartment in no time. With difficulty thanks to his height, Blaine was able to get his trunk up onto the luggage rack. Smiling to himself, Blaine jumped off the seat he'd stepped on to give himself more height, and took a seat at the window. A few minutes later, the train doors closed, and they were quickly leaving London, and Blaine was leaving his old life behind, at least, until next year.

Once they were starting to pull out of the city, Blaine heard his door being knocked. He turned around, and saw the outline of a girl. Was it Quinn?

"It's open" He said cheerfully. It would be nice if it was Quinn, as he already knew who she was, but he wouldn't complain if it wasn't. Blaine just wanted some friends.

The door opens, and the girl wasn't Quinn. She was shorter than he was, and had long brown hair, which was placed into long curls. Her eyes were a darker shade of brown and large. She looked around the compartment, before smiling on seeing Blaine.

"Hello, do you mind if I sit here? There's no where else for me, and no one else has let me sit with them yet." The girl's voice was fast, and Blaine had to think for a few moments to think about what she'd said. Eventually, he managed to figure it out, and he nodded towards her.

"Sure, go right ahead" He smiled, gesturing to the seat across from him.

The girl's face lit up at this, and she dumped her luggage onto the row of seats next to her, and sat across from Blaine, continuing to speak rapidly.

"Thank you, it was really hard for me to find a place to sit" She said "I'm Rachel Berry, by the way. My parents aren't magical, so I had no idea about all of this until a month or so ago. But as soon as I came back from Diagon Alley, I read all the books I'd bought, so I think I have a rough idea about all of this. The Wizarding World is so interesting! Did you know that the reason why Hogwarts hasn't been found by Muggles is because it's Unplottable, and there's charms around the school to prevent it being seen by them?" She stopped, seeing Blaine's look of confusion before continuing "That means it can't be found on any form of maps, and whenever they do find it, they just see some old dangerous ruin? Speaking of Hogwarts, what house do you think you'll be in? Personally? I think I'll either be in Ravenclaw or Gryffindor. They defintiely seem like the best houses. Though, Hufflepuff isn't too bad,a lot of nice people came from Hufflepuff, I've heard. Slytherin doesn't seem appealing though, but that's only because of the wizards and witches that came out of there. None of them were really nice." Rachel took  a few deep breaths before looking at Blaine "What about you? Where do you think you'll be?"

Blaine eyes widened upon hearing just how fast this girl could speak. Even after running the words through his head, Blaine still wasn't sure. He looked at the ground feeling a little stupid, "I don't know...I've not really thought about it to be honest...I was raised by Muggles as well."

Rachel nodded "I see. Well, that makes sense. We really don't know until we get there." Rachel's eyes shined when hearing that Blaine was raised by Muggles too "Oh, isn't it so interesting!"

Blaine smiled at Rachel and nodded "It is. I never thought all of this could exist.. But I'm really glad it does. Everything here's so amazing. I hope Hogwarts is the same as what I've seen."

"I'm sure it will be," Rachel said "So, what's your name? I didn't catch it?"

"Blaine. Blaine Anderson..."

"I've heard about you!" Rachel said, squealing almost "You defeated the Darkest Wizard of all time when you were a baby! And you were the only person to survive the Killing Curse! That was how you got that scar!" She pointed to his forehead as she said the word "scar", looking at his fringe so intensely it was if she was trying to move it with her mind to reveal it

"Yeah, I know." Blaine laughed a little. He found it funny how Rachel was telling him all of this, like he didn't know his own life. Though he couldn't talk. If it wasn't for Hagrid, then Blaine doubted he would've known all of this.

"Well, of course you would" Rachel nodded "I think you'll be in Gryffindor. Your parents were both in that house apparentely.

"Gryffindor!? Who would want to be in Gryffindor!?" The voice cut Blaine off before he had the chance to reply to Rachel. Looking up, Blaine saw a tall boy, smirking. He looked as though he was the same age as Blaine, and he reminded Blaine of a meerkat, especially because of the smirk. Meerkat boy turned and looked at Blaine "It's Slytherin you want to be in. It's the best house. All my family were there."

"Actually, I don't think anyone would want to be in Slytherin!" Rachel snapped, glaring right at Meerkat Boy "Unless, of course, they lack any form of decency!"

The Meerkat Boy just rolled his eyes "Whatever, Little Miss Perfect" He laughed a little, before kicking Rachel's luggage off the seat, and throwing himself on the seat nearest the door, propping his feet up on the seat adjecent to him. Blaine was about to comment before the other boy yelled down the corridor. "Hey, Kurt! Get in here, I found us some seats!"

"We didn't say you could sit here!" Rachel said, continuing to glare at Meerkat Boy. Meerkat Boy just ignored her, waving his hand, as if to dismiss what she said. "Don't ignore me!"

After this, Rachel and Meerkat Boy began arguing again, but Blaine didn't know what about, as he completely zoned out upon seeing the boy that Meerkat Boy called out for. The boy's skin was incredibly pale, and looked so... smooth that it was next to impossible for Blaine not to get out of his seat and start stroking the boy's cheeks. His gaze travelled upwards, and Blaine tried so hard not to focus on the boy's lips, which were just so full and pink. The boy's hair was perfectly styled, and was chestnut in colour. It looked just as soft and it was also next to impossible for Blaine not to run his hands through it. What killed Blaine the most though, was the boy's eyes. They were a mix between blue and grey, and there was some green thrown in there as well. It wasn't a colour Blaine had seen before, but it was incredibly beautiful. Blaine was fully aware that he was staring now, and only stopped when hearing the insanely beautiful boy, Kurt, speak

"D-Don't look at me like that.." He said, mumbling a little as his gaze fell to the ground.

Blaine flinched, and looked down, blushing furiously. "S-sorry."

Blaine caught Meerkat Boy glaring at him, which made Blaine turn his gaze down to look down on the floor, finding it impossible to look up. All three of them start to talk, though, Blaine really just focused on Kurt, who took a seat next to him. It just caused Blaine's heart to pound in his chest loudly, and Blaine had to wonder if Kurt could hear it as it was deafening in Blaine's ears. Even though Blaine couldn't hear what Kurt was saying, or at least make sense of it. It was incredibly beautiful. It was a higher than what Blaine had expected, but it sounded amazing in Blaine's ears, so he didn't even care. The whole time they were talking, Blaine kept his eyes on Kurt, unable to tear his gaze away until he felt food being thrown at him. Turning around, he saw that it was Meerkat Boy.

"Yo, Walking Bush. Are you deaf or something?" Meerkat Boy said, raising his eyebrow.

"S-sorry.. What were you saying?" Blaine asked.

Meerkat Boy rolled his eyes and looked at Kurt with a "Is this guy serious?" look — Kurt just gave a shrug — and said slowly, enunciating each word in a condescending manner "I said 'What is your name'?" He gave another eye roll and crossed his arms, waiting for Blaine's response impatiently.

"Oh...Blaine." He said, nodding.

"Blaine Anderson". Rachel piped in, emphasising his surname, as if to make a point. Like Meerkat Boy should be intimidated by his name.

Though, it didn't have the effect that Blaine had expected, or the one that Rachel was hoping for. Meerkat Boy's face fell, and he glared at Blaine furiously, his jaw clenching as his fists curl into a tight ball. 

"S-Sebastian... Are you okay..?" Kurt asked, looking incredibly concerned. So, his name was Sebastian? Blaine preferred Meerkat Boy.

"Fine." Meerkat Boy muttered darkly. Suddenly, Meerkat Boy jumped to his feet, and looked at Kurt "Come on, Kurt. Let's leave the two lovebirds. Don't want to be around the wrong type for too long. They might corrupt you."

"What do you mean the "wrong type —" Rachel started.

"Shut up, Mudblood" Meerkat Boy spat at her. Mudblood? What the hell was that? It couldn't have been good because Rachel's face drained of colour and her eyes welled over. Kurt looked just as confused as Blaine did, so he couldn't ask him, and Meerkat Boy probably wasn't going to tell him. He didn't want to ask Rachel though, because she looked distraught. "Let's go already!". Meerkat Boy lunged forward, and gripped onto Kurt's wrist, pulling him out of his seat, and rushed down the hallway, probably to go back to their former compartment.

"Well, he was certainly a pleasure!" Rachel snapped, her voice thick. Blaine smiled weakly at Rachel and walked over to her, pulling her into a hug, relieved that she had snuggled into him, and let him comfort her. He would just feel awful if Rachel had pulled away.

Blaine didn't want to have to meet Sebastian again. Though Kurt? Blaine wanted to know more about him. Sebastian didn't seem like he would let Kurt hang around with Blaine, seeing his reaction to finding out his name. Blaine didn't care though. Sebastian couldn't decide who Kurt could talk to, and who ihis friend was. Blaine was going to try everything in his power to at least make an attempt at a friendship with Kurt, and yes, he would even endure time with Sebastian to do so. 

Just as long as he knew the beautiful boy with the blue eyes he met on the train.