Gleemspe – Glee glimpse.

Disclaimer: I own neither Harry Potter nor Glee, nor do I make any profits from posting this fanfiction.

Summary: After numerous upheavals Harry isn't happy about his husband forced them to attend McKinley especially since that school is so different to Hogwarts and Dalton.

Pairings: Established BZ/HP, Klaine, Finn/Rachel, Tina/Mike, Santana/Brittany, Schuester/Pillsbury.

Warnings: Slash, hints of fem!slash, het, slightest hints of domination, bullying, swearing, some English slang insults. Mature scenes will be dotted through the fic, I shall not mark where they begin as I am warning you now – do not read if under-aged or if male/male intercourse offends your delicate sensibilities.

Gleempse – Chapter 1.

I wandered down the corridor following the bloody map given to me by that weird receptionist. I was absolutely exhausted. As if it wasn't enough that I had once again had to relocate my life and my school all within the space of four days, Blaise was still being a whingey git because he still hadn't found Blaine yet. I had tried to be compliant and understanding and to not lose my temper with the amazingly childish Slytherin, but the restraint was wearing me down and I was upset. After discovering Blaine had left the Warblers…screw that, after discovering Blaine had left Dalton Academy Blaise had been almost inconsolable. He had become depressed, angry and childish…not to mention he took even more delight in distractions from the cause of his bad mood.

Then, eventually, Blaise had gotten the truth out of his reluctant friends in the Warblers and discovered the real reason Blaine had left and the horrible truth that the Warblers didn't want Blaise to know because they didn't want to lose one of their best singers. I had been the one to deal with the aftermath of that though, Blaise had stormed back home at lunch time, not informing me, had a magical fit of rage followed by a human rage where he withdrew both of us from Dalton Academy, without telling me, and enrolled us at McKinley High in Lima, without telling me. So I had been dragged from Dalton by an apoplectic Principle and told to remove myself from campus because I had been withdrawn and Blaise and the Principle had shared some very unsavoury words and the school had lost over fifty thousand in funds because Blaise had removed the money from the school too. I got home, raged at Blaise who calmly informed me Dalton was a ridiculous place and we were moving, and that if I didn't begin packing the things in the house up then Blaise would burn it as he had found a new house in Hummingbird Street in Lima.

So now here I was, walking the halls of McKinley High trying to find the biggest most annoying arsehole in the whole world who had cocked up my life with his ridiculously spontaneous decisions! I had put up with Blaise's bitching this morning as we got up, got ready, broke our fast, drove to school and received our timetables and maps and now I was at the end of my tether. Blaise, in his infinite wisdom, decided that he would try the various halls with lockers in them to try to find Blaine and then go directly to the English Classroom where he knew Blaine would have his first class. I, on the other hand, advised him to check the choir rom as Blaine loved singing and was most likely to be there. Blaise hadn't listened, despite him knowing Blaine best and me having barely interacted with the boy. So I was heading to the choir room.

I dodged past the other students who were lingering in the hallways, faffing with their lockers and chatting or staring at me as I walked by. Oh for pity's sake I thought I had left all the staring behind me in England…but apparently not. My cheeks started to heat up and I ducked my head with a scowl. Staring embarrassed me and made me angry, I hate being the centre of attention! The map said I only had one more corner to go though, and then it would be the third door on the left to find the choir room so I wouldn't have to put up with the stares for long. But why were they staring? Was it just because I was new? Or because I looked funny or nice? It had better not be because of my clothes, Blaise had ordered them all in insisting that despite living like muggles he refused to let us look like trash and therefore bought out a personal shopper who had gone out with information about our sizes and colourings and bought or clothes for us. The personal shopper had done an amazing job or crawling New York's high streets and mall's, forty thousand dollars later they had new everything including underwear, sunglasses, normal glasses, towels and gym clothes. So I know I look good in the clothes I'm wearing so what was the problem? Why were they staring? Was it because I was dressed well? Oh shit, don't let them think I'm a snob, that would just ruin my life even more.

Ahh…singing. If Blaine wasn't joining in with the singing I would stop my application to the track team at McKinley High. Bugger that, if he wasn't there I'd join the team anyway just to enjoy myself. Third door along…what would I say if he was there? HE wasn't my friend so probably wouldn't like seeing me that much. Urgh I'm so tired. He better be in there because I wasn't going to hunt around the school anymore for someone. I took the last two steps to the door, turned the handle and shoved the door open.

The singing stopped and the large group of students in there, plus one teacher, stopped singing and dancing. I stepped into the room, head held high despite my embarrassment at the increase of attention, and scanned around the room for that bloody escapee warbler. Had he not moved to step forwards and off the stage bringing him to the front of the group of people I probably wouldn't have recognised him. But there he was, slicked back hair, dickey bow, black shirt, sin tight blue trousers and an incredulous look on his face.

"H-Harry?" I glared at him and marched forwards feeling all my frustration bubble up inside me like a chemistry experiment gone wrong.

"YOU! You-you-you…" I stuttered nearly roaring in my anger. "You-you idiot! You absolute bleeding idiot! I'm going to bloody murder you Anderson!" Blaine took a step back a bit with a worried look on his face but I marched right up to him and stuck my finger harshly into his chest. The rest of the group made a quick lurch forwards, one boy grabbing onto Blaine's arm, the others circling around us looking prepared to do something. I ignored them, I was going to have my say after holding my tongue for so long.

"Harry?"

"This is all your bloody fault you git! Everything was fine when we left, you were a happy singing and dancing lemming and I was perfectly happy staying out of you and your friends way while Blaise had fun with you lot. Then we go away to England for a term and when we come back you've vanished and your little upstart friends had driven me banana's! We couldn't find you anywhere and that wasn't for a lack of trying. Blaise finally had to resort to blackmailing me to let him blackmail the other warblers and he has been pushing me over the edge into insanity with all of his bitching and snarling. IT has ruined my entire month and I'm tired and sore and completely angry and it's entirely your fault that my life has been torn apart so what exactly do you have to say for yourself huh?" I finally finished raging, the shouting doing nothing but making me angrier. Blaine looked absolutely shell shocked but his hand had started rubbing his chest where I had jabbed him angrily a couple of times. We stared at each other for a couple of minutes, not even the other people around us trying to talk and pull us in different directions broke our stare.

I expected a rant back or a strict telling off from the performer, I expected Blaine to hit me even or break down with apologies or excuses. I felt my body tense, my poor tired muscles all straining to be ready at a split second's notice to react to whatever Blaine did and my mind flooded with things to snap at him. Blaine opened his mouth and I gritted my teeth ready to weather the storm.

"I'm so glad to see you!" Blaine lunged forwards and I suddenly had arms wrapped around my neck pulling me into a hard hug. I struggled to pull away for a moment as he all but crashed me into his body, my face squashed against his shoulder because he's just a little taller than me. I pulled back, his arms tightened, I wiggled and groused out protests, his arms tightened. I snarled out an insult and he just squeezed me more. Damn him! Arrogant, self-assured, affectionate bloody American git. He needed to let go right now, I was angry at him very, very angry. It was entirely his fault that everything had gone down the toilet.

"I missed you Harry." Blaine whispered and since his mouth was right next to my ear I heard it with complete clarity. Oh damn him…my anger and tenseness all but evaporated leaving only tiredness. Blaine had obviously spoken to Blaise a lot; they had been closer and more honest with each other than I had ever known. Well, I had an extremely good idea about how close they were when Blaise uplifted our life to follow Blaine, but obviously they had discussed me too and how to deal with me. Damn it. I felt my body release all its tension in one overwhelming drop and I collapsed against Blaine letting my arms slowly slip up to hold Blaine's back. Blaine moved one of his hands to around my back as I put more weight against him. God I was so tired.

"Whoa Harry, you okay? You're gonna fall in a minute." Urgh…don't. I shook my head against him and shuddered in a breath. His arms tightened around me, his body using a bit more effort to keep me up. "Harry, I'm gonna drop you."

"Yeah yeah alright...give me a minute." I replanted my feet on the floor and forced my muscles into working so I could stand under my own steam. "I'm okay." I muttered and started pulling back, Blaine letting me this time. I stepped back with a weary sigh and scrubbed a hand over my face before looking back up at Blaine. He was watching me with glittering happy eyes and a smile on his face, his friends looking torn between glaring at me and looking worried. A well-dressed young man, taller than bot me and Blaine, was full out glaring though his gaze switched between Blaine and me. Shit, now I'd upset his friends and I could have at least used him and his friends to help settle in at the school. Bugger I'd cocked that up hadn't I, Hermione had told me I needed to work on my temper. Problem is I had worked on my temper…on coping with things for longer before losing my temper but not on losing my temper with control.

"Sorry Blaine." I said, dropping my gaze to the floor. "And sorry for interrupting your practise. I was rude, I'm sorry. I'll just go…" I turned to leave quickly but Blaine grabbed me by the arm and spun me back around.

"Guys, this is Harry. We used to go to Dalton together. Harry this is McKinley's glee club and all my friends." Blaine introduced gesturing around. I nodded and gave a small half-hearted wave.

"It's nice to meet you, I'm sorry for my earlier behaviour." A hand landed on my shoulder and I looked to the left quickly to see it was an older man, obviously a teacher, who had clamped me.

"It's good to meet you too Harry, it's always a pleasure to meet my kid's friends." Right…okay, definitely a teacher who loved the group. I nodded.

"Thank you sir. It's nice to make your acquaintance, though maybe not under these circumstances. I'm Harry Black, a transfer student." I looked to the door behind him then back to Blaine who was still holding my arm. Blaine just continued to smile and pointed to the teacher.

"That's Mister Schuester, he's in charge of Glee club." I nodded, I could have guessed he managed the group.

"And Glee club is like the Warblers right?" Blaine nodded cheerfully and finally released my arm. The still glaring boy next to him cocked an eyebrow and briefly shared a look with a curvaceous black girl standing next to him. They both seemed to have attitude, I think we'd probably never get along…but then I'd said the same about Blaine and the Warblers and I had managed to be civil then.

"Yes, we're New Direction. You planning to join Glee?" Oh with a voice like that, glaring boy was definitely gay…completely flamboyantly homosexual. If his clothes weren't enough to tell you his voice definitely gave him away.

"Oh Harry doesn't sing…or dance, or perform or even step foot on a stage. Isn't that right Harry?" Blaine teased. I scowled but nodded.

"Absolutely. Talk to Blaise though, he's your man." Blaine light up like a Christmas tree and I crossed my arms over my chest cross all over again but at least not explosive cross, more like simmering anger. I could practically taste the words Blaine was about to say and it was bitter.

"Blaise is here? He's transferred in too?" I nodded.

"Sure. He's the one who held me a sword point till I signed the damned forms to come here. You realise of course that you are the culprit." Blaine looked slightly guilty but happy and I let my anger slide. "You're obviously happy here though so who knows, maybe things aren't as bad as I think they are going to be."

"Yeah, I'm happy here." I nodded and glanced at my watch.

"Well I'd better be going. Blaise is going to…"

"Blaise is going to remind you that if you even think about uttering any comments relating to 'I told you so', he's going to make your life very uncomfortable Harry." I could have hit myself. Blaine's eyes had jumped to look somewhere over my shoulder but from the sound of that voice I could tell that Blaise was in the doorway. I closed my eyes and just breathed for a moment before turning and facing the smirking black boy.

"Well I had better watch my words then, and you should use your head more." I snarked before moving out of the way and gesturing to Blaine. "Greet your friend you wazzack."

Blaise gave me a brief look, so much communicated in that one glance. There was promise, threat and something else. Then he looked back to Blaine, strode across the room and swooped the 5feet8inchs tall singer into a bearish hug. Blaise, being a whole six inches taller tan Blaine, lifted the performer off the ground a little with the force of the hug. I rolled my eyes and just waited. Blaine laughed and smacked Blaise on the back a couple of times.

"You arsehole! You didn't even leave me a message to tell me where the bloody hell you were going! I had to blackmail the information out of Sebastian! What the blazes were you thinking?" Blaise let Blaine back down to the ground and stood back, keeping his hands on Blaine's shoulders and meeting Blaine's gaze. If it wasn't for the fact that I know Blaise can't do legillimacy I would have sworn he was searching Blaine's mind for the answer. Blain smiled cheekily and answered.

"Well, I met Kurt and came here to join his glee club since things with the Warblers weren't really working out." Blaise nodded as if he'd known that all along, which I suppose he did considering he'd all but bled the information from Sebastian.

"Yeah Sebastian told me. I tell you those Warblers are really regretting it now. So, who's this Kurt who's caused the ultimate demise of the Warblers?" I watched as the glaring boy holding Blaine's arm stopped glaring and started looking a little worried, he gulped from the looks of things and I almost stepped in to save him from Blaise…almost.

"This is Kurt. Kurt, meet Blaise." Blaine wrapped an arm around Kurt who seemed to gather some sort of courage and held his chin up meeting Blaise straight on. Blaise got a funny little smirk on his face and eyed Kurt from the floor up, a slow drag of his eyes that made Kurt shift uncomfortable and Blaine begin to lose the smile.

"Right. Kurt. I see. I didn't know you liked them pretty Blaine. So, pretty boy, you're the one who made me ruin about a hundred lives financially, socially, physically and emotionally. I hope you're worth it shorty because you don't look like much." Something flashed over Kurt's face but the moment Blaise stopped speaking the room seemed to roar in protest and insults. I moved over to sit in a chair, I may as well sit and watch the show. Black girl was throwing her hand around and shaking her head issuing insults of all sorts, a tall white boy who seemed about Blaise's height started yelling and waving aggressively. A few of the girls looked torn between laughing and becoming angry. A boy in a wheelchair was stuck on the outside and trying to barge his way closed to Blaise but couldn't get past everyone. Mr Schuester was trying and failing to be the civilised and rational adult. I lost sight of Blaise for a moment as the insults carried on then after a full minute of listening to the insults Blaise emerged holding his hands up in surrender.

"Sensitive lot aren't they." I snorted at the statement directed at Blaine who smiled and shrugged.

"They just don't know you yet." Blaise rolled his eyes. The other people started directing their abuse at Blaine who immediately looked contrite and started trying to placate them. Finally the din quietened and everyone turned to look at Blaise again. I glanced at my watch once more. 2 minutes till the first bell and I had no idea where my first classroom was. I should make a move soon but at least if I was late I wouldn't have a cat animagus threaten to transfigure me into a watch or map.

"Look, Blaise didn't mean anything by it. He wasn't threatening you."

"Oh wasn't I?" One minute to bell and Blaise was trying to start up another argument. Typical snake, issue a couple of words that cases mass arguments with the people around him so he can just sit back and watch it unfold. I stood up.

"Oh Blaise was just being obnoxious. He's testing you. He likes causing arguments by insinuating a load of crap and watching the people around him get at each other's throats. It's his idea of getting an understanding of people without having to talk to them. Now, Kurt?" I said loudly and everyone's attention turned to me. Kurt nodded as if confirming that was his name when I questioned it. "Blaise isn't a bully, he isn't usually mean and he wasn't insulting you because he dislikes you. He insulted you so he could get a feel for your character and understand Blaine's actions better. I know he was an arse about it but that's Blaise. Now, if you've all finished behaving like hyena's over a piece of meat, there is only about thirty seconds till first bell and we have class. Blaise, are you coming? We have Maths first."

"I'll be along in a minute."

"You don't have a minute." I said and ducked out of the classroom just as the bell started to go off. I checked my map to find the maths class, annoyingly it was quite a way away, and started battling my way through the crowds to class.

Pulling the slips out of my bag I riffled through them to find the one necessary for the teacher to sign and had it ready to enter the classroom with. I walked into the slowly filling classroom and handed the slip to the teacher at the desk. She nodded and instructed me to take a seat anywhere. Blaise entered he classroom not long after with tall white boy from glee club and a tall tanned boy with a Mohawk. Mohawk and tall white boy moved to find seats near me, giving me a tiny nod of acknowledgement, and Blaise sorted his form out with the teacher before sitting at the desk next to mine.

"Found it then."

"Piece of cake. Finn and Puck showed me." He indicated at the boys he'd walked in with. I hope I wasn't wrong by assuming the weird name matched the weird hair-do which meant Finn was the tall white boy.

"Smoothed things over with glee club?" Blaise offered a small shrug and a satisfied look. I groaned and slouched in my chair. "They won't let you join them if you're a git to them all."

"Sure they will. Blaine'll explain things and besides, my voice is amazing they'd be idiots not to let me in." I nodded there was no point arguing. I pulled out my books and dated the top of a piece of paper ready for second bell to go and lessons to start. I'd just ignore Blaise for the rest of the lesson then, luckily, we had different classes. He had to go to world history and I had to go to geography.

The morning dragged by, thankfully not too many people bothered me as I made my way to classes and did my work in the classes. It reached lunch time and I as almost ready to pack it all in if I didn't get some food soon. Blaise walked out of Latin with me to go to the cafeteria. Blaise had managed to talk to different members of the glee club all morning, and though incredibly weary, they seemed to relax a little and chat. A Santana seemed to get on very well with Blaise and Puck and Blaise kept sharing smirks and chatting.

"What've you got this afternoon?" I asked Blaise who slipped his timetable from his bag and eyed it briefly.

"Art. You?"

"I've got Physical Education where I have been informed I shall be tested on the various equipment. Joy."

"You'll be fine." Blaise reassured which was nice, as was the arm that wrapped briefly around my shoulders before being withdrawn. I sighed. I knew I'd be fine, but I'd already had those tests done at Dalton and to re-do was an annoyance. Why they couldn't check over my results from Dalton I don't know.

"Blaise! Harry!" We turned at the voice behind us and there was Blaine walking quickly down the corridor as if he owned it while racing through it. I rolled my eyes and readjusted my backpack. Blaine came straight up to us and gave Blaise a tight hug before giving me a brief one. I smiled a little into it then caught Kurt's eyes as he appeared behind Blaine. Kurt's face fell a little and I could see him gritting his teeth. What was his problem? I pulled back from Blaine and gave Kurt a brief nod.

"Blaine, Kurt. Alright?" I said. Blaine whipped his head around behind him and grinned at Kurt being there. He held his arm out for Kurt to come closer, the boy did looking reluctant.

"Kurt, didn't see you. Sorry. Yeah I'm alright. How was your morning both of you?" I shrugged and turned to continue walking to the cafeteria, Blaine, Blaise and Kurt falling into step with me.

"Fine."

"God the education here sucks." Blaise exclaimed and I snapped to look at him. Blaine laughed a little but nodded.

"It does."

"Merlin. Compared to Dalton this is barely passable as an education system. I should have stayed at Dalton and just commuted here for glee." Blaise paused a moment then looked at Blaine. "Do you think that would be possible? You know, attend another school but come ehre for club?"

"I'm pretty sure it wouldn't be allowed. Kurt thought about that a while back." Blaise made a noise of dissatisfaction in his throat and I scowled at him.

"If you even think for one minute about bribing the administration into allowing that then know if you try to move me once again I will return to England." Blaise stopped walking and looked at me. I stopped too and met his gaze square on, using all my Gryffindor courage to stand up to Blaise's searching and penetrating stare. It wasn't often I stood up to him like this, it's funny how much I changed since the war. I just went along with whatever he insisted upon because I was fed up with fighting and we were only in America to stay away from the English Ministry till we reached 21 years old. So, since I'd been letting Blaise make most of the decisions for the last 9months it was a change for me to be so adamant now, Blaise was looking at me like he was trying to see if I was telling the truth or not. Regardless of what he read on me I knew I'd be in for it later, he'd have to reaffirm our bond ad his place in it.

"Are you sure?" He asked and I scowled, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Yes I am. I'll live with Andromeda and Teddy if you fuck up my life again." Our staring match continued for a while and Kurt tried to intervene with a gentle 'um guys?' but Blaine shushed him.

Finally, finally, Blaise nodded with a growl and went to stalk down the corridor. I shivered, not sure what from; worry, anticipation or excitement. Blaine gave me a look which I chose to ignore, he wasn't my friend so his looks didn't have a lot of impact with me.

"Blaise?" Blaine said gently as he steered Kurt down the corridor with us. Blaise shook his head once, clear dismissal of the subject being communicated in the one shake and brief groan. Great, he was pissed. Hopefully he'd calm down for later.

The cafeteria was buzzing and throbbing with energy and people. There was little organisation like there was at Hogwarts and Dalton. There you sat in your space in our houses, here it looked like you sat in your cliques. Wonderful, I'd have to stick with Blaise, Blaine, Kurt and the glee clubbers then. We queued up for food because I hadn't been in the mood to make packed lunch before school. Blaine queued with us but Kurt sat down at a table where he'd declared Mercedes and Quinn, a girl in a wheelchair, had saved the table for all the glee club. Mercedes was obviously the black girl with attitude.

Blaise and Blaine chatted amicably while we waited for food and I just stood there with them. We got trays a little closer to the food and filled them up. I piled whatever looked particularly edible and which Blaine recommended. Blaise did the same, piling more onto his plate than me. When we reached the puddings Blaise chose the same one I chose then on the way to the table placed his on my tray. I shot him a smile and he nodded back, looking calm so I smiled a little more.

"Guys if you didn't remember from earlier, this is Blaise and this is Harry." Blaine reintroduced us after putting his tray on the table so he could wrap his arms around our shoulders. Blaise muttered out a greeting and maneuverer himself into the bench. I nodded and sat down, shuffling up a little next to Blaise so a girl who introduced herself as Tina could sit next to me with the boy she was holding hands with, both of them holding a lunch box.

The guys chatted for a bit, they seemed to accept Blaise better now he was being less snarky and he seemed to be enjoying himself. He was relaxed and happy enough to give my knee a squeeze as he gave me a worried frown. I smiled a little and continued eating but making eye contact with the people around me to seem more approachable. It obviously worked as they started directing their questions at me once in a while too.

"So what are you into then Harry? You said you don't do glee club, so what do you do instead?"

"Track, swimming, gymnastics, trampolining." I confessed. Blaine jumped in his seat and put his hands over the table, quite clearly interjecting.

"Oh you should see Harry run! He practically rewrote all the running records at Dalton within his first week! And he almost convinced me to try out the trampoline, the look on his face when he's doing routines…it looks like he's just eaten something orgasmic." I gaped at Blaine who looked completely unabashed revealing something like that. My face burned but I couldn't force any words out of my mouth. A hand landed on my thigh under the table and rubbed it briefly. My eyes shuttered, I felt them, and I shifted in my seat dislodging Blaise's hand which was redirecting blood from my face to something a bit further south.

"Ahem…I'm not sure that was necessary to share Blaine."

"So you're good then huh?" I nodded to Finn's question.

"Don't be modest Harry, you're amazing. Isn't he Blaise?" Blaine questioned and Blaise nodded giving me a smirk.

"Absolutely. But then again Harry always wanted to fly and trampolining is the closest he can manage." I sighed and gave Blaise a regretful look before returning to my food. Everyone began chatting once more but I felt eyes on him and looking up I saw Kurt glaring at me once more. I looked back at my food again frowning. What the hell was that kid's problem? Whatever it was I didn't want to be round the kid for long. I skipped the rest of my main course and started devouring my pudding quickly so I could leave. Blaise's hand returned to my thigh and squeezed trying to get my attention but I ignored him.

"Harry?" Nope, I'm not looking at you. "Harry would you slow down before you choke or get indigestion before sports later?" I grunted and pushed the food away so I could stand. Blaise's hand jerked back quickly.

"Right, thanks for having me guys but I'm off. If someone could direct me to the library I'd be grateful." Everyone seemed shocked at my sudden departure and I saw Blaise looking angry next to me. Blaine, who only had an apple for pudding, quickly volunteered to show me where to go.

"Come on, I'll show you." I nodded to him and waved goodbye to the rest of the glee club. I saw Kurt scowl outright then and lean close to Mercedes to say something before I had both of them glaring at Blaine and me.

"Oh for fucks sake." I muttered, running a hand through my hair. Blaine turned to look at me as we walked.

"You okay?"

"Yeah…yeah just I don't think your boyfriend likes me very much."

"Huh?" Blaine turned to look over his shoulder to where Kurt and Mercedes were. I don't know what he saw but he frowned looking back at me. "I don't know why, I would have thought you guys would get on okay. Sure you don't have much in common but Kurt's a really nice guy and he loves his family so I figured you'd bond there."

"I don't know Blaine. It doesn't matter anyway, I'll just keep out of you guys' way like I did with you, Blaise and the Warblers. It's no problem." I said, and it would be fine I'm sure. IT's not like I got on very well with the Warblers, they sand and attracted attention with their performances and I liked to hide from attention unless people were watching and supporting me with my sporting affairs. I'd make friends with some of the sporty guys and it would be fine.

"I guess. Speaking of Blaise though, are you two alright?" I gave Blaine a smile and nodded.

"Yeah, we're okay. Hopefully things will be better now he's found you."

"Was he really driving you up the wall?" Blaine asked with a cheeky grin.

"Oh yeah. God he raged and threw things. And then after finally wearing me down he got me to give in to letting hi blackmail Sebastian."

"But you're okay yeah?" I paused a moment and looked carefully at Blaine. There was worry in his face, despite him putting on a quirky grin. He was searching for a specific answer but wasn't willing to be specific in his questioning so what was he trying to get at? Oh…It hit me, he knew…

"Blaine…you…" Shit…how do I say this without sounding like an abuse victim or a pervert. "Look Blaine, you don't need to worry."

"I've seen you two together. The looks he used to give you…hell the looks you get from him now…" I sighed and stopped walking so I could lean close to Blaine and talk lowly so others couldn't overhear.

"If I said 'no' he'd stop." I say first, and that really was the bottom line at the heart of the matter. "To an outsider…I don't even want to think about what it looks like to people watching us. But honestly we're fine, both of us. He's no danger to me, nor me to him. Don't worry about it. If I said 'stop', he would stop."

"But would you say it?" Blaine asked and I smiled, maybe I could be better friends with Blaine than I had been before.

"No." He didn't look reassured at all so I smiled more. "I wouldn't let it get to that point so I wouldn't need to say no. I'm stronger than I look. Trust me. Trust Blaise."

"Okay then I trust you guys. Now, the library."