A/N: Yes I AM writing a Harry Potter/ Glee crossover. I'm doing this because I'm intrigued and after reading some HP/Glee crossovers out there I was itching to post my own story as I got bitten by an idea. Though to be honest it is a bit unfathomable crossing Harry Potter with Glee, but I guess the same could be said for other crossovers too.

I do NOT own Glee or Harry Potter

ALL mistakes are my OWN!

Warnings: Boy/Boy action, swearing, and all that other 'adult' stuff. I'll warn you if anything major happens in the chapter. OOOH slight cross-dressing on Kurt's and Harry's part.

Pairings: Noah (Puck)/Harry or Putter as I like to name them, Klaine, Finchel, Bartie, Tike and I have no idea who to pair Sam, Mercedes, Santana and Quinn with.

"Speech"

'Thoughts'

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Chapter One: Home

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Home:

1. The physical structure within which one lives, such as a house or apartment.

2. A dwelling place together with the family or social unit that occupies it; a household.

4. An environment offering security and happiness.

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If you asked most passer-by's on the street they would most likely tell you that the day was a normal one, that to them it was a typical work day, nothing special about it, then they'd scurry past continuing their journey to work or in some people's cases home.

Home is such a complex word when you think about it. With it, it brings forth feelings of acceptance, love and comfort. Home is supposed to be a place that everyone has and yet for one teenager, he hasn't had a home since he was one years old.

Number Twelve Grimmauld Place could have been considered a home at some point but for Harry Potter; he would never consider it to be one. The dark, dank, dull town house reflected the horrible memories that were tied to the property and Harry hated staying in the Black family home as much as he hated the Dursley's. In fact if it were up to him, he would have fled as soon as the house was mentioned, but Harry never got to choose for himself, so that's why he was stuck in the miserable place because of orders from Dumbledore.

Harry shuddered as he thought of Dumbledore's manipulations and deceptions. For too long Harry had gone by blissfully unaware of what was happening to him, but the proverbial shit hit the fan when Harry had- by accident- discovered the intricately woven web of lies that Dumbledore had maliciously created.

All along he was just some puppet, with Dumbledore pulling the strings and Harry hated the lack of control he had over his own life.

He was sick and tired over absolutely everything and the only person he could talk to about his pain and misery was his cousin Blaine, who lived in America.

In fact it was because of the correspondence between him and his cousin that had him pacing in the kitchen, the most recent letter clenched in his fist. Harry sighed in frustration and threw himself down in one of the hard backed wooden seats and placed the letter on top of the table top, smoothing out the wrinkles he had caused. He reread it again for the fifth time in thirty minutes, hoping the words would give him an answer.

Dear Harry,

Over the past few months I have become worried about you, more so than I was before. Your lack of control over your own life and the manipulations surrounding you has made it hard for me to sit back and do nothing. I have become enraged over what you have been through and I have decided enough is enough.

I have come to the decision that you should come and live with me and my parents. I have already discussed it with them and they would very much like you to live with us, where you should have been placed fifteen years ago. With this letter I have enclosed a one way plane ticket to Ohio. The plane leaves in two days from Heathrow Airport in London. I'll be in Lima Allen County Airport waiting to pick you up.

See you soon,

Your cousin Blaine

The Floo chime sounded and Harry quickly shoved his letter in the pocket of his oversized, hand me down trousers. He quickly stood up and went over to the sink, breathing a small sigh of relief as he noticed that a couple of mugs and a plate resided in the basin.

"Ah Harry, my boy"

Harry had to shrug off the shiver that went through him when he heard that voice. His mind was made up. He turned around and greeted Dumbledore with a false smile.

"Professor Dumbledore sir" he greeted and moved towards the stove and before he could ask Dumbledore waved him towards the table, where he sat

"I don't require any tea Harry" His blue eyes were twinkling and Harry wanted to punch the old man in the face but he couldn't, he still had to pretend he knew nothing about Dumbledore's schemes.

"Is there something wrong sir?" Harry plunked down into a seat and tilted his head in curiosity.

"No by dear boy, I have come to grant you a brief reprieve from this house" He smiled at the teenager, in what appeared to be a grandfatherly fashion but Harry likened it to that of sharks.

Harry didn't have to fake his happiness "Really sir! I can go out?" This was a perfect opportunity for him to go to Gringotts.

"Yes Harry I am allowing you to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow afternoon, as long as a guard goes with you of course"

'Oh, you're allowing me to go. You're too kind' Harry had to quickly snub his sarcastic thoughts and smiled at Dumbledore.

"Thank you so much sir! You don't know how much this means to me!"

"Yes, well you deserve to go out. Nympadora Tonks will come and collect you at ten tomorrow morning" Dumbledore stood up and ruffled Harry's hair as he went to the Floo.

"Thank you again Dumbledore sir! Bye" Harry said as he watched the green flames whisk Dumbledore away. As soon as he saw the fire return to normal Harry ran his fingers through his hair, trying to tame the few errant stands that Dumbledore had caused to stick out.

The dawning realisation hit Harry and he actually laughed with happiness at how he would be rid of this place in just two days.

Two days.

Two days.

Harry's eyes widened with panic and he tore out of the kitchen and up the stairs where he burst into the room he was staying in. The room thankfully wasn't messy and he quickly repacked his trunk and made sure everything he owned was inside. Once he was happy that his trunk was in order he went over towards Hedwig's cage and let the Snowy Owl out.

"Hey girl, sorry to wake you up, but I need you to fly back to Blaine's and stay there for me" He stroked her breast and smiled at her with affection.

Hedwig just cooed at him and gently nipped his finger with her beak.

"I know you've just come back, but I need you to go and wait for me okay?"

Hedwig seemed to brighten up, as if in approval of Harry leaving Britain. She ruffled her feathers as assign to show that she was ready to leave and Harry held out his arm to her and smiled when she hopped on. He walked her to the open window and extended his arm outwards. He didn't close the window until he saw her disappear into the dark sky.

He sighed and wandlessly shrunk the owl's cage and placed it on top on the neat piles of his belongings and closed the lid with a snap. He glanced at the clock on the bed side table and was shocked to discover that it was nearly eleven.

He pulled out the crumpled letter and plane ticket and studied the information, he gasped in shock when he realised that the plane left tomorrow at four in the afternoon.

"But the letter said two days!" He exclaimed in shock, but then reasoned that the letter took nearly a day to get here. He just shrugged; it was one day closer to freedom.

He dimmed the lights in the room and collapsed on top of the bed, finally able to sleep in peace with the knowledge that he would soon be out of this prison.

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He woke early in the morning, when the sunshine hit his face. He stretched out on the bed and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He sat up and smiled in the knowledge in that he was hours away from boarding the plane to Ohio.

He picked up the outfit he had laid out the night before, which consisted of Dudley's cast offs. He went and got washed and changed and packed up the clothes he wore they day before. He re-checked he had everything twice and then wandlessly shrunk his trunk and placed it in his pocket, along with his wand and letter.

It was now just coming up to ten, so Harry made his way downstairs to the kitchen to wait for Tonks. He didn't have to wait long, as soon after Tonks was stumbling into the kitchen table.

"Wotcher Harry. Ready to go?" Tonks winked at him and waved him over to the fireplace. Harry stepped into the grate with her and they were both whisked away to the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron.

"So Harry, where do you want to go first?"

"Could I go to Gringotts please? I need to sort out money"

"Sure, come on then" Tonks grabbed his shoulder and steered him out towards the brick wall and tapped the bricks to make the wall melt into an archway.

They arrived in the bank and Tonks let him go over to a Goblin by himself, as she had her own business to take care of.

Harry was led to a private room when he asked one of the Goblins' if he could see the manager of his vault.

"Hello Mr Potter. What can I help you with?"

"Hello Griphook, I was wondering if it was possible to make my vaults accessible all over the world, including the muggle world."

"It is Mr Potter" Griphook then proceeded to pull out a small, rectangular plastic card along with a document.

"This card allows you to use it in the muggle world. It acts as a debit card and connects to your vaults here. Also you can use it in Wizarding shops by swiping it across of the top of the tills."

Harry leaned forward in excitement "Can I have it please? Ooh could I also close off any property's that are under my name. I want to be the only person allowed to go in them, the same with my vaults."

"Certainly Mr Potter, if you could just sign here, the card is yours."

Harry signed his name with the quill provided-which prevents fraud- and smiled as he was handed the gold plastic card with the Gringotts symbol on it.

"Your vaults are only accessible to you anyway Mr Potter as are your properties. As soon as you will it the properties close themselves off via the link it shares with you"

"Really? I never knew that. So all I have to do is wish it and the house will seal itself?"

"Yes Mr Potter" Griphook nodded

Harry smirked as he felt the properties he owned seal themselves and couldn't help but laugh at what Dumbledore's face would look like when he discovered he couldn't get in.

Griphook just gave him a weird look and coughed deliberately.

Harry smiled sheepishly and ducked his head to cover the blush of embarrassment that flooded his face.

"Griphook, I was wondering if it was possible to get a passport I could use in the muggle world, and a visa that would allow me to live in another country."

"You know Mr Potter there is a vow of confidentiality amongst Goblins' with their clients'" He raised his brow at Harry.

"Yes I know, but I just don't want it possible for someone to gain the information by dirty methods"

Griphook nodded in understanding and handed Harry his passport and visa that had created with by a flick of his wrist.

"The visa will be applicable to whatever country you want to live in Mr Potter. Also I took the liberty to remove the trace from you"

Harry shook Griphook's hand and thanked him for all his help and ran out of the room, whilst placing the items in his pocket.

He saw Tonks still in deep discussion with a Goblin and took his chance and ran out of the building and didn't stop until he reached an alley way near the Leaky Cauldron. He hid in the shadows and pulled out his shrunken trunk and pulled out a black robe with a hood. He placed the cloak around him and pulled the hood up till the shadows of it hid his face. He walked through the pub and into muggle world where he slipped into another alley and removed the cloak and set fire to it and waved his hand to make the ash disappear.

He walked back onto the main street and blended in amongst the crowd. After finding a cash point and nearly panicking that he didn't know his number when four digits flashed in his mind. He punched in the numbers and withdrew a hundred pounds then hailed a cab.

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The plane journey was entirely too long for a first time flier and it didn't help that he had to get a connecting flight from the main Ohio airport to the Lima airport. The connecting flight was even worse, and if he had to liken it to anything it would be to a toy plane. He was scared throughout the entire half hour flight and at one point he nearly lost his dinner that the other-better-plane had provided.

It was with a sigh a relief that the 'toy' plane touched down and Harry shot out of his seat to make his way to the main part of the airport. He needn't have worried about getting lost in this airport as he had in the other as this airport was tiny in comparison and definitely had less people milling around.

He had never met his cousin before and they had only exchanged pictures, so Harry wasn't entirely confident that he would recognise Blaine.

He didn't have to worry though as he saw a black haired teen with a sign saying 'Welcome Home Harry'

Harry grinned and made his way over to the boy. Any notions of it being awkward were blasted away when the boy pulled him into a hug.

"Hello Harry" Blaine said as he enveloped Harry into his strong arms. He frowned at how small his cousin actually was. Blaine guessed that he was around five foot six and he was borderline petite.

"Hello Blaine" Harry mumbled and despite his best efforts tears started streaming from his eyes.

"Oh hey now, no need for tears: I'm not that ugly" Blaine's attempt at a joke got a weak chuckle from Harry.

"I'm sorry, it's just that this is the start of my new life and I actually have family to spend it with" Harry wiped at his eyes and Blaine noticed how much greener they were in real life. The picture did not do them justice. Nor did the picture do Harry justice: Harry was absolutely gorgeous.

"Speaking of, would you like to meet your Aunt and Uncle?" Blaine asked as he slung his arm around Harry's shoulders.

Harry just nodded and let himself be led out of the small airport and into Blaine's very nice, sleek, black car.

It was a two hour journey to Blaine's house as he lived just outside of Lima in Westerville. Harry had fallen asleep ten minutes into the journey and as Blaine pulled up into his driveway, he almost didn't have the heart to wake him up.

"Hey Harry, wake up we're home" Blaine said softly and he gently shook Harry's slim shoulder.

Harry mumbled and snuggled closer to his seat, causing Blaine's lips to quirk up into a smile.

He shook Harry's shoulder harder than before and Harry jolted awake

"I'm up, I'm up" He yawned and rubbed his eyes, blinking up at Blaine.

Blaine had to refrain from squealing like a girl over how cute Harry was.

"Come on Harry, mom and dad will want to meet you"

Harry gulped and slipped gracefully out of the car and waited for Blaine to start walking towards the door. Before he had chance to unlock the door, it was wrenched open and all Harry saw was a flash of brunette hair before he was swept up into a hug and dragged inside of the house.

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It was around an hour after Harry was dragged inside of the house that everyone had stopped and slowed down. Harry was introduced to Rose-Blaine's mother and his aunt through marriage- and his uncle Jackson- through his father's side-.

Through their lettered correspondence Harry had already found out that James had had a squib older brother-though it was only by a few years- that had moved to America to attend Dalton as he and his family didn't want the media attention and pressure. But through Dumbledore's meddling he believed his nephew had died along with his brother that fateful night all those years ago.

It was all part of the plan that Dumbledore wanted Harry to live with neglectful relatives rather than loving ones.

Harry had cried himself to sleep and had ended up slumped over his aunt's lap, who was running her fingers through his shoulder length hair.

"I can't believe he's actually with us" Jackson whispered, he had shed a few tears over the injustice and was boiling with rage of the treatment Harry was subjected too.

"I'm so glad he is here, I'll have to fatten him up a bit, try to undo all that malnourishment" Rose said softly as she smiled sadly down at Harry, a tear gliding of off her face and disappearing in Harry's hair.

"Oh mom, don't get upset, he's here now. He's home." Blaine stated as he grasped his mother's hand.

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Home:

1. The physical structure within which one lives, such as a house or apartment.

2. A dwelling place together with the family or social unit that occupies it; a household.

4. An environment offering security and happiness.

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