Kurt was sitting on his bed, his books splayed out in front of him, and a roll of parchment in hand. Chewing on the end of his quill, he looks through his notes, frowning as he tries to make sense of things. Kurt didn't even know why he bothered trying to study. Every time he tried to lately, Kurt always failed. His mind would just completely trail off, and it would be next to impossible for it to come back. Kurt's mind was just being incredibly cruel to him, and he was beginning to think of things that he usually would find sickening.

And it was all Blaine Anderson's fault. Ever since they met in the library a few nights ago, Kurt hadn't been able to think straight at all. His mind was constantly plagued with thoughts of the Gryffindor, and a good majority of them were things that Kurt definitely should not be thinking about if the other boy wasn't Sebastian. Kurt actually couldn't face Sebastian after this, and any time Sebastian tried to get him to go out of the common room, Kurt would claim that he had assignments to do, and couldn't see him until they were done. Which, was partially true. Kurt did have assignments that had to be done, however, he didn't need to lock himself away from Sebastian to do this. It was easy enough for Kurt to play catch up whenever he hung out with Sebastian. Though, he couldn't concentrate. At all. So, Kurt needed all the time he could get alone to try and get at least one thing done. That didn't help though, because when he was alone? The images just became more vivid thanks to the silence making it easier for these thoughts to come along. Maybe Kurt just needed to spend more time with Sebastian. It might not help with Kurt's whole inappropiate thoughts problem, but at least he'd be thinking about it with the person Kurt should be thinking these things about. At least then he'd feel less guilty about it. Kurt was just greatful that it was the weekend. Because having these thoughts in class? It wasn't going to go unnoticed by the professors, considering how hard Kurt usually worked, and he'd probably have to go to Professor Snape, or something. And that was an awkward conversation that Kurt wanted to avoid at all costs.

So, deciding that this was the best thing to do, Kurt closes over all of his books, and places them back into his bag. He glances over to Sebastian's bed, to see if his boyfriend had came in without him noticing; the bed was empty. Kurt glances at his watch, and decides that it was best to check in the common room. After all, at this time of night, it was more than likely that he was sitting down there than anywhere else. Though, just as he was about to stand off of his bed, the dorm door swings open, hitting against the wall, Sebastian walks through, letting out a loud yawn. Sebastian gives him a weak smile, and mumbles something, that Kurt could only assume was a greeting. Watching as Sebastian takes off his uniform, lips parting ever so slightly when Sebastian throws his clothes uncerimonously into his trunk, just standing there in his boxers, Kurt realizes that it wasn't likely at all that time with Sebastian. Hearing Sebastian murmur a good-night to him, Kurt nods, wishing the same back to him. Giving a slight sigh, Kurt undresses, slipping his usual night shirt in before wrapping himself in the covers, trying to get some sleep before classes started again on Monday morning. Monday was good for Kurt, even though it was the start of the week. Almost every single class he had, Kurt was seated next to Sebsatian, so his gaze wouldn't wander over to Anderson, as Sebastian would keep him pretty preoccupied. Also, the one class he didn't share with Sebastian on Mondays? There was a lack of an Anderson too. Yep, Mondays were definitely a good day for Kurt Hummel at the moment.

Kurt woke up Monday morning after feeling something heavy pressing down on him. Giving a moan of confusion, Kurt opens his eyes slowly, and jumps slightly, coming face to face with Sebastian, who was lying on top of him. After blinking a few times, and letting his eyes focus, Kurt sees Sebastian grinning down at him as he presses their noses against each others.. Smiling a little up at him, Kurt lifts his head slightly, rubbing the tips of their noses together.

"Hey you," Sebastian smiles softly down at him "Sleep well?"

"I did, thanks" Kurt nods, giving a slight yawn before smirking "That was, of course, until I was pounced on by an overly large meerkat."

Sebastian looks down at Kurt, giving a loud, fake gasp of shock "That," He leans forward, lightly nipping the tip of his nose. "Was downright cruel, Mr Hummel."

"Well, you're heavy!" Kurt protests, laughing.

"I'm not that heavy, Hummel," Sebastian rolls his eyes, the smirk that he was trying to suppress incredibly clear on his features. Though, Kurt might have just known Sebastian well enough by now to know when he was trying to hide that adorable, almost meerkat-like smirk on his face. Pretty much every time since first Sebastian was being sarcastic with any students or professors, Sebastian had that smirk on his face.

"Yes. Yes you are. You're not the one who has you crushing your windpipe" Kurt says, continuing to laugh.

"That's because that would be impossible, and besides," Sebastian gives a slight shrug "And besides..." He trails off, now fully smirking, deliberately grinding his hips against Kurt's as he speaks. "You know how much I love being on top of you". 

Seeing Sebastian giving him a flirtatious wink, Kurt feels himself blushing. Shaking his head, Kurt slaps Sebastian's arms, still blushing fiercely "Ohmygod, shut up". Kurt says breathlessly, shaking his head and burying his face into his hands. Hearing Sebastian chuckling, Kurt frowns a little, before looking up. Taking a breath, he holds Sebastian's gaze. "We should get ready. Professor Snape won't be happy if we're late."

"We'll get it easy. Snape loves us" Sebastian says, wrapping his arms further around Kurt "We'll be fiiiinnnee"

"Even so, we don't know if he'll be in a good mood or not, and I'm not risking it" Kurt frowns a little, sitting up. "Besides, it's about time we got ready anyways."

Sebastian pouts a little, before sliding his arms out from around Kurt, before pushing himself off the bed "Fine, you're no fun." He whines a little, before walking over to his trunk, pulling out his uniform, and Kurt gets off his bed to do the same. Sebastian looks over his shoudler at Kurt as he buttons up his shirt "But you owe for this later, right?"

Kurt rolls his eyes, and nods "Fine. But remember I need to get work done. So after that, okay?"

"Nope." 

Kurt turns around quickly, narrowing his eyes slightly "And why not?"

"Because" Sebastian speaks dramatically as he drops himself onto Kurt's bed, shirt still half-unbuttoned "The school work was the cockblock to start with. I'm not letting it happen again. No. It's going to be a surprise. You best get that work done as fast as possible."

"You." Kurt says, turning to Sebastian, and buttoning his shirt up the rest of the way "Are unbelievable, Sebastian Smythe."

"I know." Sebastian then grabs Kurt's waist, spinning him around, and smirking at his gasp of shock as he pushes Kurt down onto the bed, quickly kissing his lips. "But you love me anyway".

Sebastian slides off of Kurt and lets him get ready, only complaining when Kurt starts working on his hair for nearly an hour. At the rate Kurt was going at, they were going to miss breakfast. And Sebastian couldn't let that happen. He needed his tea every Monday morning, otherwise he wasn't going to make it through the rest of the day. Glancing at his watch more frequently as the minutes rolled past, Sebastian's eyes widen when it's only half an hour before classes start. Grabbing Kurt's wrist, and hauling him up from his seat, Sebastian silences Kurt's sqawk of protest as he pushes all of his hair products into his bag, before pulling Kurt upstairs and into the Great Hall. 

All during breakfast, Kurt sends glares over Sebasitan's way as he fixes his hair, mumbling something about how he looks completely awful, and that if it wasn't for Sebastian hadn't dragged him out of the dorms, he wouldn't have even thought about stepping outside in the state that he was in. It was getting slightly irritating, because no matter how many times Sebastian tried to convince him that he looked totally fine? Kurt's glare would intensify, and would tell him sharply that he looked awful. So, Sebastian just dropped the matter after a few more attempts and just focused on drinking his tea. Kurt refused to even budge until Sebastian told him that there was only five more minutes before Potions started. Which, actually got a reaction from Kurt. The smaller boy jumped out of his seat, and pushes all of his hair products into his bag, and rushes down the stairs, and into the dungeons, a slice of toast in his mouth. Seeing his boyfriend rushing out of the hall, Sebastian just chuckles and shakes his head, and stands up. Shoving his hands into his pockets, Sebastian follows Kurt out the hall, not going at the almost insane speed Kurt was running at, but walking quick enough that he should get there in time, provided that no-one stopped him on the way there.

Blaine walks into Potions, shocked to see that he was actually early for once. Blaine didn't do to well with waking up on Mondays, and considering that he had Potions first thing? It was a tremendous effort for him to push himself out of that door in the morning. But he managed it today, and Blaine's mood instantly perked up. He just hoped that Snape wasn't going to be too awful. Blaine looks around, smiling to see that Rachel was already there, sitting at the front, and alone. He makes his way over to her, waving to Quinn on his way to the front of the class, and slides in next to Rachel. Rachel didn't seem to notice that he was there; her head was in her bag, and Blaine could only assume that she was looking for her Potions textbook.

"Hey Rach," He says brightly, hoping to catch her attention.

"Huh...?" She looks out of her bag, looking slightly dazed before face lights up "Oh, hey Blaine! How did Quidditch practice go?"

Blaine's face falls slightly. Right. Quidditch Practice. The one that he made up, and didn't even go to the Pitch to make it believable. That Quidditch Practice.

"Blaine..?" Rachel furrows her eyebrow. "Everything okay..?"

"Yeah, everything's fine" Blaine answers Rachel straight away, trying to think of a cover story. His frown clearly didn't go by unnoticed "Yeah, I didn't actually go to practice. Don't yell at me, I know. I know it was the first practice I had in weeks that Umbridge didn't prevent me going to" He raises his hand, stopping Rachel from speaking; her mouth was open, and it was clear she was going to start ranting at him "I was going up to my dorm, you know, to get my broom? And half way there, I had a mirgraine attack, so I had to sit it out. I feel awful about missing it."

And for lying to you.

Rachel gives him a sympathetic look before placing her hand on top of his "It's okay.. Though, go to Madam Pomfrey next time that happens. It's what she's there for" She smiles at him softly "Anyway, provided Professor Snape doesn't give us anything too bad, we can take you down to the Pitch and we can practice tonight!"

"That's all good Rachel, but.." Blaine sighs, shaking his head "It's Snape we're talking about. The man hates me. I won't be surprised if we get more homework to do just because I'm in this group."

"Blaine, you're being ridiculous" Rachel groans, frowning at Blaine "I keep telling you this. Snape doesn't hate you, okay? He's just..harsher towards you because you're famous. He doesn't want to make it seem like he gives you special treatment, so he treats you a little worse — "

"He doesn't hate me?" Blaine repeats, blinking slowly "Who are you trying to kid, Rachel? And he's not treating me like this because of the whole 'don't give Anderson special treatment' thing. He's treating me like this because he's a complete, and utter —"

At this, the classroom door swings open, and it bounces off the wall, almost knocking the door off of it's hinges from the sheer force the door was kicked open at. Rachel lets out a slight squeak and buries her face into her book, and Blaine just tenses up, unable to move apart from the rising and falling of his chest, just waiting for Snape's outburst in all it's glory. Judging from how he opened the door? Snape was super pissed off, and his rant at Blaine today would be twice as pleasant as it usually was. Blaine was just preparing himself for the rant, and preparing himself to hold his tongue so he wouldn't lash out at Snape and land himself in any more trouble than he was already in.

But the rant never came. Slightly confused, Blaine turns around to see who it was that stepped through the door. And as his eyes land on the table at the back, and closest to the door? His question was answered. Kurt. He was out of breath, and his hair wasn't as perfectly styled as it usually was, but even then, Kurt didn't fail to look breathtaking. Blaine sighs softly, a faint smile creeping up on his face. Yup. He was definitely staring now. Thankfully, Rachel had gone properly back to her book now, and Kurt was attempting to fix his hair. Blaine was almost tempted to just... take anything that would enhance his appearance right now, because Kurt looked perfect just the way he was. He refrained from doing so though, and just sat and watched Kurt fix his apparence as the Slytherin felt as needed.  Though, Blaine couldn't stare for long though, as Sebastian was swaggering through the class room door, and slides into the seat next to Kurt, immediately wrapping his arm around his waist. Not only would Sebastian give him hell for staring at Kurt, but Blaine did not want to see them getting all lovey-dovey, and potentially have Sebastian kiss Kurt while smirking in his direction due to what happened in the library. God, Blaine really just... He hated Sebastian. A lot.

A few minutes later,Snape came through the door, and strides to the front of the class, still looking like some over-grown bat as he did every time Blaine saw him. Almost instantly, Snape began his usual sneering comments, directing them at anyone who wasn't in Slytherin, being particularly cruel to Blaine and Adrian as usual. He continues this for a while, before deciding that it was best to to actually continue on with the lesson, giving them their assingment for the week. Hearing what they were given, Blaine frowns a little. The Draught of Peace. They hadn't actually made the potion yet, but Blaine knew that it was difficult to make; he'd read the textbook, and just looking at the potion made Blaine's head hurt. Even if he hadn't read it, he knew it wouldn't be fun. Rachel was getting way too excited about this.

Today, they were going to make the potion, and for the rest of the week, they were to work with their partners to write an essay about it's effects, and to remake it multiple times during the week in their free time, and during the rest of the Potions classes. Hearing the instruction to start, Blaine turns to Rachel, about to ask her what ingredients they needed so they could actually start their potion, before Snape walks over to their table, smirking.

"Not this time, Anderson. You've been relying on Berry too much for help," He folds his arms, towering over their table "And don't think you can go over to Fabray either. I've already arranged appropiate partners for all three of you. Fabray will be working with Lopez."

Blaine looks over, and looks at Quinn, who, seems happy to be working with Santana — it made sense; they were best friends after all — though she looks at him apologetically. Blaine could only hope that he wouldn't be working with someone too awful. He'd rather fail than work with a Slytherin. No doubt they'd just mock him at every given opportunity. Knowing Snape? That seemed like it was likely to happen.

"As for you, Berry," Snape turns to Rachel, sneering at her "You will be working with Smythe for this —"

"Professor, she can't work with Sebastian. He's completely —"

"Be quiet, Anderson. I'm sure that Berry is perfectly capable of working with Smythe —"

"Hey, I'm not working with a Mudblood, Professor — !"

"Smythe, shut up and get down here," Snape snaps at him, clearly at the end of his patience if he was snapping at a student from his house, his eyes practically burning into Sebastian's.

Blaine frowns, and gets out of his seat, letting Sebastian sit there instead. Seeing Rachel's desperate look as Sebastian sits next to her, he just looks at her with a reassuring smile. He wanted to say something, but he was so sure that Snape would actually kill him if he protested. Seeing Sebastian wearing an expression as if he'd just walked into a room with a million dungbombs being set off at once as he moves his stool as far as it would go, and handing her anything she needed by holding it so they'd make as little contact as possible, Blaine scowls at Sebastian before looking up at Snape.

"So, who am I working with then..?" Blaine asks, dreading the answer as he buries his face into his palm.

"Anderson, you will be working with Hummel," Snapee says, gesturing over to his table.

Hummel... Blaine was going to be working with Kurt for a whole week. He didn't know how he felt about this. Last week, Blaine would've killed to be in this position, to spend so much tme with Kurt. But he really didn't know how he felt about it now. Sure, Blaine was as excited as hell for the chance to work with Kurt, but things would just be incredibly awkward, especially after the last conversation they had with each other. It hadn't ended well, and Blaine wasn't sure if Kurt would even be willing to work with him.

Taking a deep breath, Blaine smiles wryly over at Kurt, who didn't return it, just looking at Blaine with an unreadable expression on his face. Blaine slides into the seat next to Kurt, dropping his bag underneath his table, raising his eyebrows when Kurt puts his hand in the air, lightly drumming his fingers on the table.

"What is it, Hummel?" Snape says, as if he'd only just noticed that Kurt's hand was in the air.

"Professor Snape, I was just wondering if it was at all possible for Anderson to work with someone else...?" He starts slowly. "I'm willing to switch partners with Santana? I just feel that —"

"Hummel, there was a reason why I arranged you to sit with Anderson, and it was because you might actually be able to help him. Berry will not help him at all, as she'll just give him special treatment.  I can at least trust you to point out any of his... flaws when it cames to working with him," Snape replies slowly, only just looking up to hold Kurt's gaze, making Kurt feel incredibly uncomfortable.

"Right... I understand, sir" Kurt sighs a little, nodding, looking down and starts writing down notes, trying everything he can not to look over at Blaine unless he really had to.

"Is everything okay, Kurt...?" Frowning a little, Kurt looks over at Anderson. Why did Anderson decide to talk to him before he had the chance to clear his mind? Oh, because Anderson just had to make things as awkward as possible. 

"Go get our ingredients." Kurt says quickly "I'll do everything else. Just watch me, and we can work on it again tomorrow with you actually doing something." Kurt frowns agai when seeing that Blaine hadn't moved yet, "What are you waiting for Anderson? Go!" Kurt rolls his eyes a little, shoving Blaine towards the ingredients rack, using the short time that Blaine would be away to calm himself down, crossing his legs and turning away from Blaine. Closing his eyes over, Kurt breathes slowly out of his mouth. He didn't need this. Kurt was looking forward so much for one day when he wouldn't  end up thinking about Anderson at one point, and Monday was the only day that Kurt thought for sure that wasn't going to happen, as he was going to with Sebastian most of the day, and therefore, would be more inclined to think about his boyfriend. But he was going to be spending so much time with Anderson for this week, and Kurt wasn't sure how long it was going to be before he was going to do something he'd regret.