Title: Blaine Potter
Genre: Romance, Fluff, Family, Comedy
Spoilers: 'Never Been Kissed', because of Blaine. 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows' It's the epilogue (but I'm pretty much absolutely positive there is no reason to have read the book to understand this)
Rating: PG(for now)
Summary:Kurt has a not-quite-magical boyfriend----
Authors note: Hey, here's the first part to Chapter 1. It has a different tone to the first, more fluffy, more crack, less angst-y-ish. I liked the first quite a bit better, but this suits my purposes better for the moment. Once I've got it all done I'll probably go back and do some major revising, but I'm sure you'll all be happy with this.
No, Kurt is not going to suddenly have magical powers. I mean it.
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Sometimes Kurt thought Dalton was like the mafia. Seriously. Blaine was cool and all, but did the entire Glee Club actually react to the snapping of his fingers? Kurt had seen far too many people clear a room simply because Blaine looked at all of them to ignore it, and what was worse, was that Blaine didn't even seem to notice. Which was nice, because it reinforced the whole 'I'm suave and dashing and completely unaware of how hot I am...which makes me even more awesome' thing, and boy did Kurt like that one, there was a reason he had had a crush on Finn afterall.
So the evidence continued to stack up over the various weekend-not-dates and impromptu lunch-not-dates that no one, hopefully, knew about as Blaine shouldn't be skipping school, and since he obviously was-it's a very long drive from Dalton to McKinnley-that meant Kurt was an enabler and could definitely get in trouble.
This didn't mean that Dalton being a pseudo mafia wasn't cool though. Kurt practically grew up on mob-movies-okay, so they were musicals, but still, Rat Pack, and that was more than awesome. The awesome mafia that was Dalton now had figureheads too.
Kurt had grown to recognize that Wes and David were definately the right hand men/go-to guys, and he could respect that. They obviously kept Blaine in line, teased him when he was getting a little too strait for their image of him, and lied for Blaine by saying that he never missed class so how on Earth had he managed to go to lunch with Kurt? They were the perfect duo, and they had taken up the role of 'protect the girlfriend' so well that sometimes Kurt thought it was scary.
He had only been to Dalton a measly 7 times when he finally noticed how strange it was that whenever he would come over the common room would be empty, except for Blaine of course. It took another 2 visits to find out that Wes and David were standing guard at the entrances, blocking anyone from coming in. Not that they would, not if Blaine had told everyone to not bother him-but Kurt only found that out on his 11th visit.
He couldn't quite figure out why they would be so protective, but he was thankful for it anyway, and eventually he had even made his own friends within them. This didn't stop him from yelling at them when he found a tracking/recording device bought directly from ebay. For his safety his ass. Blaine yelled at them too for good measure, even if he couldn't figure out what it was, technology was lost on the poor boy who barely knew how to text on his cell phone-even though his texts were always amazing and with full text abbreviations.
Still though, mafia. Kurt's theories were proven correct the day that Wes, David, and Blaine kidnapped him in the middle of Glee practice. He was in the middle of a song with the rest of club, just singing and mm-bop-ing along when Wes and David came in, clothed in extremely expensive ski masks and Sean Paul's latest black trench coat, whisking him away. He could hear Rachel's cry of 'Oh My God! What's going on!', Mr. Shue's 'Hold up guy- Wait a min-Wait-What?' and Mercede's 'Nobody Steals My Kurt!' over his giggled protests to the two that were carrying him out the auditorium doors.
Finn's call of 'What do I tell our parents about dinner?' was yelled out just the doors were closing, and it seemed that Blaine was more a gentleman than he had thought because he actually replied, saying that Kurt would be back in time for dinner, and to not worry because he wasn't going to be raped.
Finn, bless his soul, could be heard consoling the rest of the Glee club with a soothing tone, saying "It's all right guys. It's just Kurt's boyfriend and his mini-mafia." It didn't work out too well because everyone knew that Kurt didn't have a boyfriend yet. Heck, even Kurt knew that, and Artie just really wanted a mini-mafia, which of course made Puck jealous because isn't he mafia enough for the crip?
Rachel, accepting as she was of this answer for Kurt's sudden kidnapping, had a scheming look to her eye. If Kurt's not-boyfriend had a mafia, her boyfriend-Finn-was going to have one too.
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Kurt, sitting in the back of Blaine's car, grinned widely despite his best efforts to appear put-out.
"You guys..."
"No talking. You've just been kidnapped. It's part of the rules." Wes replied, not sparing even a glance towards the younger teen.
"But you guys-"
"We said no talking Kurt." David interrupted, but was quickly reprimanded by Blaine for using such a harsh tone on his sweet and innocent Kurt. Well...that wasn't exactly what he said, but Wes and David understood that that was what Blaine meant, even if Blaine and Kurt just didn't get it yet.
The rest of the car ride was spent in silence except for the occasional giggle that escaped Kurt and/or Blaine's mouths at an exceptionally funny text. The trip didn't take too long, they were only going to a city nearby to hit up a mall, but Wes and David had come to decide that Blaine and Kurt needed to stop dancing around each other simply so that the annoying stare and glance away contests would stop and they all could breathe freely.
The quartet walked briskly from the car into the mall, the winter air biting at their noses and fingertips causing them to hurry their steps.
The way people reacted to them in the mall also greatly reinforced Kurt's mafia theory, as it seemed that everyone steered clear away from the four. Kurt ignored the fact that two of them were still wearing very suspicious looking clothing and decided that it was simply Blaine's presence that had caused the strange behavior. Then he wondered why people were steering away and not towards, but simply dismissed the thought as he saw a cute little shop with the strangest ankle-length coats he had ever seen.
Completely dismissing the other three from his mind he blindly walked towards the small shop, a look to his eye that could only have been described as contemplative as he observed the strange clothing items in the window display.
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Wes and David were, of course, very confused when Blaine followed Kurt over to a wall with a few painting displays. Neither of them had shown an interest in art before...so why now?
They shared a look with eachother and shrugged, it must be a gay thing. They saw Kurt point to something on the wall a little to the right, but all they saw was an ugly picasso impersonation. Wondering what could possibly be so fascinating to the two, they wondered over.
"Whatcha looking at?" Wes asked, his hands clasped behind his back and he rolled back and forth on the balls of his feet. Kurt turned to answer but Blaine's hand over his mouth stopped him from replying.
"Nothing." Wes and David appeared confused for a moment before a dawning expression reached both of their features.
"Oh. We'll just be going then." David said with a wry grin and a twinkle to his eye, dragging Wes with him to the arcade on the other side of the mall. "See you in an hour!" he called out to the duo, who had lapsed into staring into each others eyes.
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"Can you really see what I see?" Blaine asked nervously, his hands keeping a tight grip on Kurt's arms and his eyes searching Kurt's own.
"See what? The jackets? Of course...Blaine...What's?" Kurt asked, but Blaine couldn't hear him. There was simply no way. Kurt wasn't...a wizard. He would've been able to tell, there were signs, he...was he a squib? That was certainly plausible. He didn't know Kurt's parents...maybe one of them had a magical ancestor after all.
"I have something to tell you." Blaine said, loosening his grip and bringing his left hand down to join Kurt's. "Follow me." He dragged Kurt to a small cafe where muggles couldn't see the softly spinning attractions and moving pictures and strange clothing. Kurt looked around in amazement.
"Is this an electronics store?"
"No...you see um...I..." Blaine paused for a moment, "Why don't you sit down Kurt." He motioned towards a table on his right. They both took a seat and Kurt glared anxiously at him, urging him to speak up.
"Well?" Kurt asked, his arms and legs crossed, and for a moment Blaine just wanted to look at Kurt's wrists, but he pulled himself together.
"I wasn't bullied for being gay."
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Author's note: Again, thanks for reading, and I really do mean it when I say that Kurt is not going to have magical powers. Do not worry, all will be revealed(eventually).
I apologize for any grammatical/spelling errors I made, especially if they annoyed you. Feel free to point them out
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