Even though he'd been getting more and more crap off both Professor Umbridge, Sebastian, and Snape, Blaine was still feeling pretty good about things. Umbridge and Snape weren't even bringing down his mood that much any more, and if he was going to be honest, Blaine didn't think that would ever happen to him.

A month or so ago, Rachel and Quinn decided that enough was enough with Umbridge's lesson plans, and invited Blaine, and other students to the Hog's Head. There, they had arranged to create a new Defence Against the Dark Art's class, lead by Blaine. Almost all the students that weren't in Slytherin or didn't believe in Blaine had shown up. To Blaine's surprise, Kurt was there as well, which actually gave Blaine the confidence to do this.

The only problems they actually came across was where they could actually find somewhere to have this class, and if someone would inform Umbridge about the class. Though, this was quickly resolved, thanks to the only two Slytherins on board with this plan: Quinn and Kurt. Quinn found out a way that would reveal the traitor if they sold them out (though, what this was, Blaine had no idea), and an incredibly embarrassed Kurt reminded him of the Room of Requirement.

The classes, known as Dumbledore's Army meetings (He had Finn to thank for the name), had their good days and their bad days, as some people who only came every now and then would complain about the work, or how Blaine was an awful teacher. Some complained about how it was interfering with their other clubs and that they couldn't attend each class, and would, in turn, complain about the work being too difficult for them, and some even leaved as a result of this. Despite these problems, Blaine was over the moon with happiness that there was seven students that attended each class, and didn't moan, or quit if they had any problems. Some of them, Blaine wasn't surprised with, such as Rachel, Finn, and Quinn. He expected those two to show up constantly. He was a little surprised at two Ravenclaws, Tina Cohen-Chang and Mike Chang, and a Gryffindor he didn't really speak to that much, Mercedes Jones, turning up to every class without fail. Though Blaine was pretty good friends with Mike, and shared a few classes with him. If he remembered right, Tina was dating Mike, and was best friends with Mercedes, so Blaine supposed that explained why those three always came to these meetings.

Most surprisingly of all, was Kurt. Kurt was usually the first to arrive at the meetings, and there were a few occasions where Kurt had actually turned up before Blaine himself. During the actual meetings, Kurt always listened to everything that Blaine was telling them all, and performed nearly everything correctly within the first few tries. The only spell Blaine could recall Kurt actually having problems with was the Patronus charm during the last meeting of the term, though when he came over and helped Kurt, a vague shape did appear, and for Blaine? That was good enough for him. What was the cherry on the cake for Kurt's appearances for Blaine was when he over-heard Rachel talking to Finn, saying how Kurt " couldn't keep his off Blaine ". Blaine hadn't actually noticed it, until one day, where he was running through the spells they'd learned so far, and he looked at Kurt more often than he should, and each time, Kurt had his gaze locked firmly on him with a smile on his face.

Blaine didn't know if this was the start of things changing in their relationship in his favour, but their relationship was definitely changing for the better. Ever since Kurt and Sebastian had broken up, they'd been getting closer and closer. Blaine stopped worrying about making a fool out of himself in front of Kurt, after discovering the well-hidden sillier side to Kurt. Blaine didn't think it was possible before now, but Kurt was almost as much of an idiot as he was. And it.. It was beyond amazing to speak so easily and freely with Kurt now, and Blaine would go even so far to say that they were friends now.

Because, as far as he knew? They were.

And that was enough to make the hell he received from the Three Devils in his life nothing.

That was definitely saying something. Snape and Umbridge were just more relentless with the same crap he's always received from them, but Sebastian was definitely setting out to make his life hell. In the past few months of his and Kurt's separation, Sebastian had managed to land Blaine in the hospital wing over fifty times, from either broken bones, or from a jinx / hex thrown in his direction. Blaine would've gotten sick of it, and Sebastian, resulting into stooping down to Sebastian's level, but Kurt visiting him in the Hospital Wing, or yelling at Sebastian if he happened to be present at the attack calmed Blaine right down. He knew Kurt wouldn't approve, and that Sebastian really just wasn't worth the effort.

But it seemed like no matter what was thrown at him, Kurt was going to stay on his side, as his friend, and hopefully? Their relationship will perhaps develop even further.

Yep.

Things were definitely turning around for Blaine Anderson.

With Sebastian just staring at him, Kurt immediately regretted speaking. But he knew that he had to. The guilt was just going to keep eating at him until he snapped.

"You're sorry?" Sebastian repeats, clearly confused "What the hell do you mean 'you're sorry?' If anyone should be sorry it should be that god-damned hobbit for making you act like this! Now hurry up and tell me what the hell it was that he done so I can get around to kicking his ass quicker!" He spits out, his eyes narrowing at Kurt.

Kurt swallows back. He wanted to tell Sebastian as soon as possible, but from how pissed Sebastian was, it was next to impossible for him to hurry up and tell him what had happened between him and Blaine.

But he had to tell him.

"Please.. don't," Kurt shakes his head, biting his lip, the tears still streaming down his face "It wasn't... It wasn't Blaine's fault!"

"Oh, how was it not! He's the reason you're acting like this!"

"Yes, but it was because of what I did, not him!" Kurt says desperately. Why wasn't Sebastian listening?

"Fine, what did you do, involving Anderson, that's making you act like this then!" Sebastian sneers at him.

Kurt takes a deep breath. It was now or never.

"I... I kissed him. In the Room of Requirement."

Sebastian's face falls, and looks away, making Kurt instantly feel awful.

"Sebsastian...?" Kurt walks over, placing his hand on Sebastian's shoulder, instantly flinching as Sebastian recoils, and snaps at him.

"Don't touch me!"

"I'm sor -"

"Oh, for Merlin's sake, Kurt! I don't care about how sorry you are! All I care about is that you kissed Blaine fucking Anderson of all people!"

Kurt frowns, before scowling a little at Sebastian through his tears "That's all you care about, isn't it! You don't care that I kissed someone else! All you care about is that I kissed Blaine! Isn't it!"

"Of course that's why I'm pissed! I'm pissed that you kissed some other guy, but if it was someone else? I could forgive you. But Anderson? He gets everything that he wants! Without working for it!"

"Well, contrary to your belief, Blaine actually does work hard when he needs to! He's just not that smart!" Kurt protests.

"He's a moron" Sebastian snaps back at him "And 'Blaine'?" He sneers "When did you get all buddy-buddy with him then!"

"You should've saw us being friendly coming! We were working together" Kurt crosses his arms, as he gives one of his infamous eye rolls.

"I guess it does." Sebastian says nodding, taking a deep breath.

"I know.." Kurt says, glad that Sebastian was seemingly comes to his senses. "And.. I really am sorry. I'll understand if you never want to speak, or associate yourself with me again. I just want you to forgive -"

"It makes sense that Anderson would become friendly with a filthy Mudblood like you." Sebastian cuts him off, glaring right at Kurt, and Kurt could swear that he felt it burning right into his soul.

"How did you -?"

"It was obvious from the start!" Sebastian spits at him "How you didn't know what a Mudblood was, how you didn't understand why Anderson and The Dark Lord was so important. I never said anything, because I thought you were different from the rest. That you were either just unfortunate to be born into a Muggle family, or you were a real wizard and that you were just dumped with a filthy Mudblood family. I was wrong. You're just as worthless as the rest of them"

Kurt stares at Sebastian in disbelief, unable to believe what he had just heard.. Sebastian.. Sebastian didn't really think that - did he? But the look in his eyes. That look of pure hatred? Kurt knew it was true.

"How.. How could you even say that!" Kurt shakes his head, before running out of the Room, refusing to full on break down until he gets to the Quidditch field.

"Kurt? Kurt!" A far off voice was calling on him, but Kurt wasn't paying attention to it, or whoever it was that was talking to him. That was until he felt the sharp corner of a book hitting him on the bridge of his nose, causing him to cry out as he snaps out of his thoughts, rubbing his nose, and looking up. Quinn was sitting across from him, frowning deeply as she holds a large book in her hands "Are you going to at least try to study? This is the last chance we'll get before we need to start packing."

Kurt swallows back a little, and nods slowly "Right.. yeah. We should." He replies monotonously.

"Is everything okay?" Quinn asks, frowning a little further, though, it had changed from being irritated to being concerned.

"Everything's fine, Quinn," Kurt lets out a exasperated sigh, just trying to concentrate on the mess of words in the book in front of him. Why was none of this making sense now of all times?

"Was it about Sebastian again?" Quinn asks, giving a wry smile.

"That obvious?" Kurt frowns, leaning back a little.

"Why else would you zone out?" Quinn lets out a weak chuckle "Do you want to talk about it?"

Kurt doesn't say anything as he looks up at Quinn, just shaking his head.

"Okay.." Quinn says softly, before starting to pack her books away "Well, meet me in the Room of Requirement. I'll get a load of comfort food from the kitchens, and we'll just bitch about him for a while. Or just take a break from studying, alright?"

Kurt laughs a little, shaking his head "I'm not getting a choice, am I?"

"Nope!" Quinn says, smirking as she darts out of the library. Kurt laughs, and shakes his head as he watches her, before starting to pack his own books away.

Kurt was trying hard not to think about what happened with Sebastian too much – it was over three months ago – but he had to admit that it was hard. It was harder than he ever thought it could be. It didn't hurt that much that they'd been dating for so long. What hurt the most was the fact that ever since first year, he'd been best friends with Sebastian, and Sebastian was the first person Kurt had actually met in the Wizarding World. It felt like Kurt had lost so much. Sebastian wouldn't even look at him any more, never mind talk to him. Kurt tried to initiate a conversation with the other Slytherin, the boy would just grunt at him, and that would be the only form of attention Sebastian would give to Kurt.

Though, most of the time if Sebastian completely ignored him – whether it was in an attempt to get their relationship remotely positive again, or just trying to work together in class – Blaine always seemed to appear. Kurt didn't know how Blaine did it, but any time spent with the Gryffindor never failed to make him happy again. Everything was just so much easier with Blaine. Kurt was used to Sebastian ranting most of the time, and he usually just spent most of the time nodding, and saying things like "Yeah", "I know", or something similar. It wasn't that Kurt didn't want to talk to Sebastian all those times, it was just that Sebastian usually talked about the same thing, and he never really had conversations that Kurt would really know what to say.

Blaine was.. different. Blaine always tried his best to include him in his conversations, or would actually initiate a conversation that Blaine knew Kurt would be interested in. Quite a lot of the time, Kurt actually managed to forget about Sebastian whenever he spent time with Blaine. He never knew that speaking with Blaine would actually be that easy, and even more surprisingly, Kurt didn't even think that he could even be friends with him. Maybe, if it wasn't for Sebastian convincing him that Blaine and his family were no good in their first year, Kurt thought that they could've been friends long before now. It would have made the meetings for Dumbledore's Army a lot easier from the start. A good number of the other members were still suspicious of him (and Quinn), but he'd been more or less accepted into the group, thanks to Blaine.

It just seemed to be a thing with Blaine making things better for Kurt. He wasn't sure if it was just Blaine's nature to make things as best as they could be for everyone, or if he was actively trying to make things best for Kurt. Either way, Kurt was grateful. Sebastian did try to make things better for Kurt a good number of the times, but most of the time, it ended up benefiting him in the end. Kurt couldn't see anyway that this could benefit Blaine in any way. He supposed that it was strange that someone had actually wanted to help him out just to help him.

As Kurt starts making his way up to the Room of Requirement for his night with Quinn, he begins thinking of ways to thank Blaine before the Christmas holidays arrived for everything he'd done over the past few months. It was the least he could do, after all.

Today hadn't exactly been that great for Bl – No, it had been an incredibly bad day for Brom the moment he woke up, his scar had been aching. It had been sore for a few months for almost everyday now, but it hadn't been so bad that he couldn't concentrate no matter how hard he tried, resulting in him having a killer migraine for the rest of the day. It was at the point, where he couldn't actually tell the difference between his scar hurting like a bitch, or his headache. It didn't help Potions or Defense Against the Dark Arts at all, and both Umbridge and Snape had placed him detention during the weekend.

On top of that, he had a letter from Cooper worrying him. Tonight, the Order of the Phoenix were going to be carrying out a mission of sorts to find out more about what exactly the Ministry were doing in regards to the whole Voldemort debacle, along with Umbridge's teaching tactics. Quinn's father was the one that was going to carry this out. Mr Fabray, however, was going to be going in disguise. A Muggle man who had a child at Hogwarts agreed to let Mr Fabray disguise as him using a Polyjuice potion. Blaine tried asking Rachel, Finn, and Quinn who all got the same letter from Cooper if they had any idea who the child of his man was, but only Quinn knew and she was refusing to tell anyone who it was – especially not Blaine, or the child of the Muggle. Blaine didn't exactly know why the child didn't know but if he had to guess? Then it would be because they wouldn't listen to why Mr Fabray and their father agreed to do this. Even though Blaine didn't know who the Muggle was, he felt a lot of respect towards them. They were putting themselves at risk to help a world that he knew nothing about. But, he was also concerned. It was highly likely that the man would be attacked by either a Death Eater that got away, or a ministry worker if they found out anything about what was going on. Apparently, the Muggle man was at risk, and there were allegedly members of the Order patrolling the streets nearby his house, and work. However, Cooper had assured him that the risk was pretty low, and the Order members were just a precaution – there was no need to worry.

Obviously, Blaine couldn't help but do so.

When classes finished, Blaine headed up to the Great Hall for dinnner. He hadn't eaten much all day – nothing felt like it would stay – and just settled for a small bowl of soup. He knew that if he'd eaten anything else, or any more, he'd see whatever he'd just eaten come back up again. Blaine hated it. He wanted to eat badly, but his migraine prevented that.

Blaine walks up to the common room, feeling incredibly hollow, but thankfully, his scar wasn't hurting as much now, and his migraine was seemingly to subside slowly. Just as he steps into the sitting area, a searing pain suddenly shoots up his scar. Blaine yells out, and clutches his forehead as he stumbles into a wall. Looking around the room, Blaine feels grateful that the common room is pretty empty.

"Dude, are you okay?" Blaine turns and looks at Sam Evans, one of the other boys in his year.

"Y-yeah..I'm fine." Blaine says, shaking his head as he stands up, forcing a smile, the pain in his scar almost unbearable "Just.. I've had a migraine ever since I woke up."

"Right...," Sam says slowly, and Blaine doubts that he managed to convince the blonde boy "Y'sure? Don't need to see Madam Pomfrey or anything."

"Yes, I'm sure," Blaine lets out an exasperated sigh, making his way over to their dorm "I just need a sleep is all. Having to work through a whole school day and not having one break's a killer."

"Especially if you have to deal with Snape and Umbridge," Sam says laughing.

"Yes, exactly!" Blaine laughs along with him as he starts heading upstairs.

"Anyway, enjoy your nap," Sam says, flicking a wave over to Blaine.

"I'll try," Blaine smiles wryly before running upstairs.

Once in the dorm, Blaine instantly feels like he's going to throw up. Tossing his bag under his bed, Blaine groans loudly as he slides down the wall, burying his face into his hands. Blaine couldn't actually remember a time when his scar had hurt this badly before without Voldemort being really nearby. He couldn't be near Hogwarts – could he? Or was he going to attack someone? Blaine didn't know, and suddenly, all the people he loved came into his mind – Cooper, Rachel, Quinn ... Kurt. Where they going to be attacked? Blaine doubted that latter three would be hurt – Voldemort wouldn't be stupid enough to attack them while still at Hogwarts – Cooper was more likely then, but Blaine knew his brother wouldn't leave the house without being in his Animagus form. Or, it could've been another Order member, or Ministry worker. Whoever it was, Blaine was concerned for them.

Blaine tries to think about who it would likely be, but it was impossible – his head was hurting far too much for that to happen. He needed sleep. Blaine groans again as he pushes himself up from the floor, and stumbles onto the bed. Instantly, as his head hits the pillow, Blaine passes out, a dream creeping into his subconcious mind.

A small neighbourhood stands, away from the city.

A snake sits in hiding, awaiting order from her master.

The master calls out to the snake, speaking in hushed tones.

Instantly, the snake moves, gliding on the ground.

The snake emerges from the dark, onto the streets.

The streets are empty, almost endless.

The snake turns a corner to it's right.

A man walks down an alley, looking out for danger, unaware of the snake.

The snake puts out her tongue, the man's scent in the air.

His scent is tasted by the snake.

The snake fights the urge to bite the man, the impulse strong.

The man turns around, his eyes widen.

An order is given. Kill.

The snake attacks, her teeth sinking into the man's flesh.

The man screams, pushing and wriggling away.

The snake bites more firmly, retracting back and sinking her teeth into the man's neck.

Blood splatters on the ground.

The snakes pulls back again to bite the man's ribs, they splinter between her jaws.

More blood splatters on the ground, the man becomes silent and falls.

A different order is issued. Leave him.

The snake slithers off, disappearing quickly.

Blaine wakes up after feeling his body colliding on the floor. He was breathing and sweating heavily, and his scar was burning. He could only just hear the mutterings of the other boys in the dorm. Suddenly, he felt someone kneeling down next to him.

"I'm fine," Blaine says groggily, almost instantly.

"Are you kidding me right now?" Sam's voice came from next to him "You're as pale as Nearly Headless Nick, and you were wriggling about in the bed before you just feel right off it. You're not 'fine', Anderson."

Blaine 's eyes widen. Did that really happen? And that dream.. The man that was attacked was wearing Muggle clothes... Blaine couldn't help but feel that he knew him. But he'd never seen the man before in his life. He just reminded him of someone. But, judging from that dream he had.. He must have been attacked by Voldemort for a reason. Why would Voldemort attack some Muggle?

Then, the reason why he had been attacked. It didn't explain why he knew that man though.

I need to tell Quinn.

Blaine stands up quickly "I need to g -"

Though, before he can get any further, Sam shoves him back down "Blaine! Stay there! Artie's just gone to get Professor McGonagall."

"I can't wait for them!" Blaine stands up again, just managing to find the strength to push Sam out of the way, heading out of the dorm.

He only manages to get into the sitting area of the common room as Artie walks in with Professor McGonagall, and upon seeing his Head of House, Blaine's face falls. Shit. There was no way in hell he was going to see Quinn now.

" - And he just fell off the bed clutching his forehead after that. Sam did say that he had a migraine after dinner, but it seemed like it was more than ..." Artie trails off, as his gaze falls on Blaine, before giving him a "What the hell are you doing" look.

"More than what, Mr Abrams?" Professor McGonagall raises an eyebrow before she follows Artie's gaze, her face falling as she looks at Blaine "Mr Anderson, what are you doing?"

"I need to see Quinn!" Blaine says, walking quickly around her and Artie as he heads to the door.

"Mr Anderson!" Professor McGonagall turns around to look at her.

But Blaine ignores her, and continues to walk out. Once he steps out, McGonagall appears shortly afterwards.

"Mr Anderson, please return to the common room. You can explain there what happened."

"I can't.. I need to see Quinn -"

"Miss Fabray can wait a few more minutes!"

"But Professor! This is about her!"

"What are you talking about, Anderson?"

Blaine takes a breath. He wasn't really sure how he should explain what happened.

"I.. My scar had been hurting all day. I wasn't really sure why, but.. I just chose to ignore it."

"And you didn't think to tell Professor Dumbledore?" She asks suspiciously.

"I didn't really think that amounted to much.. Besides, he has enough on his plate without my problems on top of it" Blaine lets out an exasperated sigh, before quickly speaking again before Professor McGonagall can question him further "This led to a migraine, and..they both lasted all day. I went to bed earlier -after dinner – but.. when I fell asleep. I had this dream, but.. It was more like .. Like a vision."

"What do you mean?"

"Well.. I.. I dreamt that this man.. he was attacked by a snake.. it was Voldemort's snake, and he was ordering it to attack him. But... I'm pretty sure that it was.. It was Quinn's father." Blaine didn't want to say that he was the snake... He'd only make himself seem more insane than he already appeared to be.

"What are you talking about Anderson? How do you know that it was Mr Fabray?"

"They were dressed in Muggle clothes. And Cooper told me that Mr Fabray arranged a deal with a Muggle guy to take his appearence, and that Mr Fabray was going to get information, but it was about Voldemort. There's every chance that was why he was attacked!"

"Where was this? Where was he attacked, was it in the Ministry?" Professor McGonagall asks, somehow remaining calm. It was always something Blaine respected about her.

Blaine thinks for a few moments, trying to remember everything that he could.

"It was... . London, I think." Blaine says slowly "But.. it was away from the main city. It was near some houses."

"Do you know if he was leaving somewhere, or going somewhere else?"

Blaine didn't really understand why that was important, but it surely must have had some relevance. She wouldn't have asked him that otherwise.

"I don't know, I'd say he was leaving." Blaine says slowly, before frowning "Can I tell Quinn now! She needs to know this!"

Professor McGonagall stares at him for a few moments, before turning to look at one of the portraits behind her, muttering quietly. Albus couldn't hear exactly what she said, but thankfully, she was making sure that Professor Dumbledor had been informed of Mr Fabray's attack.

"Very well, Mr Anderson." Professor McGonagall says, closing her robes over "We'll go down to the dungeons just now. Wait outside the common room, I will collect Miss Fabray myself." She then turns around, walking down the stairs.

Blaine doesn't say anything, but nods quickly, as he runs down after her.

They arrive in the dungeons in record time, thanks to Professor McGonagall knowing about a secret passage way. Blaine supposed that it made sense. She probably needed to use it, like all Professors, in case of an emergency. When they get to the door to the corridor that leads to the common room, she turns and looks at Blaine.

"Wait there, I'll be back in a few minutes, Mr Anderson." Professor McGonagall looks at him for a few moments, before turning around to collect Quinn. Blaine could only nod and wait in silence.

Just over a minute later, the door swings open, and a wide eyed Quinn rushes towards him.

"Tell me exactly what happened." She says, Blaine surprised at how calm she was, before explaining it to her.

Quinn just stares, before speaking again, still sounding calm, though Blaine could detect more worry in her voice. "So, how do you know it was my father?"

"I... I'm just guessing. He looked like a Muggle, and Voldemort isn't about to attack the Muggle now is he?"

Blaine stutters, only just managing not to roll his eyes as Quinn flinches at the name.

"Was he acting like a Muggle? Or a wizard?" Quinn asks, her eyes gradually getting wider as she speaks.

"He.. He was acting like a Muggle. He isn't going to act like a wizard, is he? That would blow his cover, right?" Blaine says, holding Quinn's gaze.

At this, something seemed to click in Quinn's mind. Her eyes were wider than they were from before. Quinn breathes heavily and deeply, trying to calm herself. Blaine instantly felt awful. Quinn.. She didn't need to hear that, and he wasn't shocked when Quinn runs back in the direction of the common room.

"I'm really sorry, Quin... Your father -" Blaine starts, before Quinn looks at him, cutting him off.

"That wasn't my father." She says, holding Blaine's gaze.

"What do you - ?"

"I mean," Quinn starts, biting her lip, looking down "He wouldn't do that. He wouldn't act like a Muggle. He wouldn't be smart enough. As soon as he took that Polyjuice Potion, he would've Apparated to one of the Ministry entrances."

"What does that mean then?" Blaine says, dumbly, frowning in confusion.

Quinn gives an eyeroll "It was the Muggle that was attacked." Before Blaine could react, Quinn disappears into the common room.

What was he going to do now? Quinn was gone and she was the only one that knew who knew who this man's kid was.

Sebastian couldn't sleep.

He hadn't had a proper night's sleep in a good few months, and he knew exactly why.

He felt awful. While he was more than angry about Kurt and Blaine kissing, he couldn't get over what he said. Looking back now, he knew that what he said was out of order. Sebastian would rather that night didn't happen at all, but insulting Kurt like he did? That would be the first thing he'd change. Because things could be fixed otherwise. Despite Kurt's attempts to try and talk to him, Sebastian doubted that they'd ever be friends again. He wanted to talk to Kurt – he really did - but any time Kurt tried to speak to him, he couldn't bring himself to talk, and whenever he tried to speak to Kurt? He was always with someone else, and any time their gazes meet, Kurt always seemed to back away from him. Or was it just his imagination.

Either way, Sebastian felt awful about it, and tonight he was going to start his apology to Kurt.

Sebastian turns around in his bed, so that he is facing Kurt. He couldn't help but smile at the sleeping boy across from him. Kurt had always looked so peaceful whenever he was sleeping, and Sebastian found it more than adorable. He was just so glad that Kurt was facing him as he slept. It was easier to watch him that way. Kurt's mouth was slightly opened, with his face half buried into the pillows. Hearing the other boy's breathing remain slow, and gentle, Sebastian was about to get up to start his apology, before his nose twitches a little in his sleep.

God... Kurt really was just too adorable.

Sebastian continues to watch him sleep for a while, before standing up, and walking over to Kurt's bed, slowly starting to run his fingers through Kurt's hair. Kurt didn't wake up at this, thankfully, but leaned into Sebastian's touch slightly. Sebastian can't help but smile further, continuing the movement of his hands. After a few more moments, Sebastian retracts his hand, about to crouch down when the dorm door swings open.

Instantly, Sebastian jumps back and lets himself fall back on the bed. All of the other boys in the room, get up slowly, grumbling or moaning about the newcomer; Kurt simple lets out a moan of protest, before turning over, and burying his face into his pillow.

Sebastian furrows his brow slightly, trying to see who it was in the low light, raising an eyebrow at them as they step into the room, the person turning on the lights

"Quinn, what the hell are you doing here?" Sebastian asks, rubbing his eyes.

"Not for you, Sebastian," She half snaps at him, walking in his general direction.

"Back for more, Fabray?" Noah Puckerman's voice comes from Sebastian's left. Sebastian didn't need to look behind him to know that the boy with the mohawk was wearing his signature smirk.

"Shut it, Puckerman. I'm not here for you, I'm here for Kurt," She says almost instantly, full on snapping now.

"You won't get any action out of him, y'know," Puck mutters disappointedly, before turning around, and falling asleep again. The other boys mutter between themselves, and do the same, most of them going out like a light. Sebastian remains awake. He was too curious to see why Quinn needed to see Kurt.

She walks over to his bed, shaking him lightly.

"Kurt? Wake up." Quinn says, her voice surprisingly soft as to how it was before.

"What...?" Kurt speaks groggily, as he slowly pushes himself up, rubbing at his eyes.

"Are you actually awake, or half dead?"

"Half dead... but I'm - " Kurt yawns covering his mouth before starting again "But I'm awake enough."

"That'll have to do..." Quinn mutters to herself, before raising her voice slightly, trying to make sure that only Kurt could hear. Sebastian could hear every word that she was saying, however.

"It's.. your dad."

"What about him? Is he okay!" Kurt instantly becomes more alert, looking up at Quinn with wide eyes as he jumps up fully.

"That's actually why I'm here," Sebastian couldn't help but notice that Quinn looks as troubled as hell, and even though he hated pretty much any and all Muggles, he was admittedly concerned about what happened to Kurt's father. Of course, he was more concerned about Kurt than the man in question. "He was attacked. They only just found him, and he should be on his way to the hospital."

"Who attacked him! Is he okay!" Kurt had jumped out of his bed, and Sebastian could swear that he felt his heart breaking just a little. He'd never seen Kurt looking so troubled before. Sad, yes. But only once. And he didn't like thinking about that as he was the one that had caused him to cry then.

Quinn shakes her head "Not really.. From the sounds of things, he was lucky to be found. He'd be dead otherwise."

"But who attacked him, Quinn!" Kurt asks, starting to sound hysterical, his eyes were starting to water over "Who did this to him...?"

Quinn stays silent, seemingly trying to figure out the best way to say whatever it was she was going to say "It.. it was a snake." She says, eventually.

"A snake..?" Kurt looks at her with disbelief.

"Yes...," Quinn says before leaning forwards to whisper in Kurt's ear, but whatever it was, Sebastian didn't know.

"It was his snake," Quinn whispers in Kurt's ear "It was Voldemort's snake that attacked him."