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Sebastian and Santana were on their way to the Great Hall discussing yesterday’s game between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, because their next opponent would be Ravenclaw and thinking about this win it certainly wasn’t going to be easy.
“We will have to make more points during the game, Ravenclaw’s keeper is not that big of a problem. Have you seen him nearly falling from his broom after Anderson made his third goal?”
Santana chuckled next to him. “The real problem will be Hummel, if he catches the Snitch before we got enough points, we’re not going to win the cup.”
“Don’t worry, we’re the best team Slytherin had in years, there’s no way we’re losing. And Hummel is going to worry more about looking like a fairy than trying to catch the snitch.”
Santana gave him a bitch please expression that clearly meant that they both knew it was going to be difficult. Just as she opened her mouth to tell him just that, they rounded a corner and saw Blaine talking agitated to Kurt.
“You shouldn’t grab the stick so tightly.”
Sebastian cocked an eyebrow at that and saw a blush forming on Kurt’s cheeks. It didn’t surprise him, he didn’t take Kurt as a boy who liked to have a sex talk in the middle of the hallway.
“Hey princess, getting tips from the hobbit?”
Kurt quickly answered with “He didn’t-” when he was interrupted by Blaine who had turned to Sebastian and Santana. “Don’t you think that the grip should be lightly, too? The movements go much smoother if you do it that way.”
At this point Kurt had turned into a tomato and Sebastian got a feeling that this wasn’t about sex, especially when Blaine got into a position as if he was sitting on a broom to support his argument. Santana started snickering next to him when Sebastian answered: “I think I like both, depending on the particular situation.” Blaine seemed to really consider Sebastian’s words when they heard a loud yell from the end of the hallway.
“Kurt!” Rachel came nearly jumping towards them and gave Kurt a hug. “Congratulations! I haven’t seen you until now and you were so good, and your hair looked so cute all tousled from the wind, here I will do it for you, and-”
Kurt quickly took a step to the side, holding a hand up. “Don’t. Touch. My. Hair.”
“Sorry, I forgot you don’t like that, but honestly I think that has been one of the best catches you’ve ever made.” She went on, but Sebastian wasn’t listening anymore. Apparently Kurt didn’t like it if someone made a mess of his hair. And Sebastian didn’t like Kurt, which brought him to the conclusion that now was the best time to practice today’s new learned spell. He took his wand out and summoned a few yellow birds. He gave a smirk to Kurt who already had his own wand in his hand, pointed at the perfectly styled hair and said “Oppugno.”
He certainly didn’t think of Blaine who tackled Kurt out of the way, causing him to stumble and fall directly on his hand. Sebastian quickly let the birds picking on Blaine’s hair disappear and saw Rachel kneeling next to Kurt.
“Oh god, Kurt, are you okay?” Kurt didn’t say a word and shook his head, eyes pressed close. “I’m taking you to the hospital wing.” She helped him stand up and led him down the corridor.
“What the hell were you thinking Sebastian?”
He turned to Blaine. “Oh, I don’t know, maybe that it would be funny, but I clearly didn’t think you’d want to break his wrist.”
Santana punched him on the arm as soon as Blaine stormed off.
“Moron. Don’t act as if it wasn’t your fault as well.”
“What do you expect me to do about it?”
She sighed. “Just apologise to Kurt later, okay? But now let’s go eat something, I’m seriously starving.”
“Oh really? You sure you don’t just want to see your girlfriend?”
“Maybe both?”
Santana somehow got the information from Rachel that Kurt was in the library (he suspected it had something to do with arranging a date with that Gryffindor guy for her), so Sebastian found himself searching for the Ravenclaw seeker between huge shelves. He was just about to give up and go back to the common room, when he saw Kurt sitting at a desk, writing something on the parchment in front of him. Sebastian took the seat opposite to him and watched Kurt raising a single eyebrow and giving him a slightly pissed off glance.
“Hey.”
He didn’t think it was possible, but the eyebrow seemed to go a little higher at that.
“Did you get lost and are trying to ask me directions because I think there are a few more willing people around here to show you the way to fuck off and don’t come back.”
Oh, touchy. “No, I was trying to find a certain gay face to apologise for getting him hurt, but I suddenly doubt he would appreciate it.”
“Maybe it would help if you were honest with your apology.”
“I remember people telling me that before, I guess I should try?” More serious, he said, “I’m sorry.”
Kurt watched him as if he was searching for something. Sebastian didn’t know whether he found it or not, but he felt a bit relieved when he heard “apology accepted.”
“Besides, it wasn’t really your fault, I would have been perfectly capable of defending myself.”
Sebastian snorted even though he knew it was most probably true. “Yeah, too bad your boyfriend was in the way.”
Kurt looked at him seemingly wondering whether he had a serious head condition. “Sorry to break it to you, but Blaine and me are friends nothing more.”
“If that isn’t interesting news,” Sebastian said smirking.
“Why, because you have a chance with him now?”
Sebastian leaned forward waggling his eyebrows. “I wasn’t exactly thinking about him.”
At this Kurt laughed loudly which earned him a venomous stare from the librarian who always seemed to be around no matter how crowded it was in her territory. Sebastian grinned at the way the other boy’s shoulders were still shaking with suppressed laughter and thought to himself that maybe Kurt wasn’t as unbearable as he thought.