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Mercedes was waiting for Kurt at his locker when he walked in. She was clutching her cell and staring at the screen, which was very rarely a good thing. "Hey, what's up?"

"It's terrible, Jewfro wrote an article about the twins." Mercedes shoved her phone into Kurts' face "Look at the horror. He is actually running a poll on who they'll hook up with. Just look at the pictures of Harry from the soccer practice yesterday, and Hazel doing a backflip or something. The whole school is talking about them, and they are super popular, what if they don't want to join Glee. Kurt." She was flipping out, as Kurt read further in he saw the poll she had mentioned. Jacob Ben Israels' favorite theory seemed to be Hazel going after Finn, and Rachel having sex with Jacob Been Israel in her heartbroken state. A close second was a foursome with Puck and Santana. They were completely ridiculous, but annoying none the less.

"He doesn't even have any viable options here. Obviously he doesn't realize that Harrys' sexuality would make me a very viable option, and why does he suddenly think all of the football players would 'make an exception' to being straight to get with the twins." Kurt muttered, very pissed that he didn't seem to be paired with Harry in any of these situations.

"It's horrendous. Look, there's Hazel and Brittany. We have to show them." She grabbed his arm and rushed over to the two girls. As they approached they started to overhear the strangest conversation. Brittany seemed to be explaining something to Hazel.

"So you see the dolphins would be able to take over the world if they wanted."

"But only if they found out how to use machine guns, plus I don't think they would want the deserts."

"No, they would send the humans into the deserts, except those that would be willing to pay them tribute."

"What kind of tribute does one pay to dolphin overlords?"

"Fish, rainbows, fruit punch, you know the usual stuff." Brittany nodded knowledgably.

"Well, I guess that makes sense, but now that I know why you claimed the dolphins during the discussion yesterday I'll have to stop you. Harry and I will lead the underground resistance against the dolphin overlords. Our slogan can be 'Go back to the Sea you flippered fiends'." Hazel glanced up and noticed their slightly dumbstruck faces. "Hi, can one of you show me where the room is for the audition today. Britt offered to show me, but she can't remember where it is. I spoke to Mr. Shue earlier, and my brother and I are going to audition after school today."

"C'mon, white girl, it's just around the corner." Mercedes recovered first leading them all towards the choir room. "Nice uniform, but where's your pony? Thought you had gymnastics or something after school."

"Don't like ponytails. I'll wear one for practice, but that's it." She held up her wrist which had a collection of bracelets including a few hair ties. "If Sue has a problem she can kick me off of the squad, trust me she wants me, more than I want to be a cheerleader."

"Oh really, well Anarchy, I bet you would look terrible with a high pony. Probably best to leave that rats nest down to cover your horribly skinny giraffe neck." Sue had come up behind them sometime during the conversation, scaring the living daylights out of Kurt and Mercedes.

"Thanks Coach, I'm so glad you understand my problems. It's so great to have a coach who has the same physical issues you do, you have a great way to deal with your rats nest by the way. I never would have thought of cutting it all off, but it probably wouldn't look as good on me anyway. It shows off your giraffe neck to maximum effect." Hazel was beaming at Sue "By the way love my nickname." Hazel hooked an arm through Kurts' and Britts' before pulling them down the hall, Mercedes was still attached to Kurt so she got pulled along as well. "I spoke with the gymnastics coach and am permanently scheduled to show up an hour later, I'll still get an hour of extra time every day, but I can do other stuff. It's probably for the best anyways."

Once they had reached the choir room Hazel grinned at Kurt "So any advice for our audition?"

Suddenly Kurt was all business "Are you auditioning together, or separately?"

"Both, Harry wants to do a number together and one each separately. Do you think that will be okay?"

"Yes, definitely. What are you thinking of doing? I suggest Broadway songs, Mr. Shue loves musicals." Kurt was bouncing on his toes "What are your ranges?"

"Between the two of us we can hit pretty much any note. Harry can get fairly low, and I can hit most high notes. Harry will probably go for something classic rock, not sure about me though. I'm thinking maybe a Disney princess song, or Defying Gravity from Wicked. I love that musical."

"You can sing Defying Gravity?" Kurt was really hoping that she would be replace Rachel level good, not expecting it, but a guy can dream right.

"Yep, one of my favorites actually." Hazel nodded, taking a seat. Everyone else followed suit.

"We had a competition a while ago with that song. Maybe not your best bet, but if you like it go for it." Mercedes pitched in.

*Ring*

"Looks like we have to go to class. I'll see you guys in History." Hazel ran out of the room and the others quickly gathered their stuff and rushed to their first period class.

Walk to History Class

"Hazel, slow down. Divas' never run." Krut called from his place next to Tina. Hazel slowed down and stopped to wait for the two Gleeks who were rushing towards her.

Hazel sighed "Sorry, just want this day to be over. Five jock types have implied that I should be 'putting out' for them." She did air quotations and glared at the nearest letterman jacket. "If I start murdering them would you help me hide the bodies?" She grinned evilly at Tina and Kurt.

"Of course dear, but only if you get Harry to do all of the heavy lifting. I really couldn't get blood out of this knit." Kurt hooked his arm through hers. They sauntered down the hall, and the sea parted for them. People stared as a hockey player walked towards them with a slushy, he was grinning. Kurt and Tina moved to pull Hazel slightly behind them; she had never been slushied before, and they were going to protect the adorable, little, evil genius.

Harry rushed around the corner and bumped into the jock who immediately dropped the slushie and grabbed Harry in order to stay upright. "You alright there mate?" Harry grinned disarmingly, not even noticing the arm he had wrapped around the boys' waist, the jock flushed and stuttered out something about watching where he was going before rushing off. "That was strange." Harry said watching the jocks' retreating back.

"Harry!" Hazel tackled him. Just before she hit his back he twirled and scooped her up turning them around with her in the air before setting her down on the ground. Some of the girls in the immediate vicinity swooned. "How is my favorite football star?"

"Brilliant, excluding the creepy staring people around here seem to enjoy partaking in. How has your day been so far?" He swung his arm over her shoulder as they waited for Kurt and Tina to catch up.

"Acceptable, first was sucky. The teacher realized that he 'forgot' to have me introduce myself. I had to stand in front of the class and get eyed up like a piece of meat."

"Good thing you wore heels." Harry kissed her temple. "We both know you are ten times more confident in heels."

They had to part at the next hall, but Harry nodded to Kurt and Tina. "See you after school for glee, yeah?"

"Definitely." "Wouldn't miss it." They enthused back.

Kurt, Tina, and Hazel hooked arms and continued on to history.

-Break-

After History

Harry was leaning against the door frame again today, ready to swing an arm around Hazels' shoulder. "Ready for Science?"

"If you are, I am more than ready." Hazel grinned at him challengingly

Harry was pondering something, before a lightbulb seemed to flash above his head. "Anything you can do I can do better" He sung lightly in a deep voice

"I can do anything better than you." Hazel responded in a clear high voice "Very good, you're getting better at this game."

"Did you just challenge him to figure out which song you were thinking about?" Kurt asked with no slight amount of wonder.

"Yes, he used to be really bad at it, but he's getting better." Hazel responded smiling, Kurt moved so that he was closer to Harry as they rounded the corner. He had a bad feeling that Karofsky would be waiting.

"Hey, Harry." Azimo called from next to Karofsky part way down the hall. "You gonna be at the pick up game after football practice today?" Karofsky lightly glared at the trio before slinking off somewhere.

"Probably, I'll be getting out of Glee around the same time." Harry turned to Hazel. "You okay with coming to watch, or do I have to find a ride home?"

"I'll stay, if possible I might even play." Hazel smiled at him. Harry turned to Azimo who had started walking with them next to Hazel.

"If she wants to stand in the line-up she can, but I'm not gonna promise someone will pick her for their team." Azimo shrugged

"Sure, we'll be there." Harry said

"Great man." Azimo grinned "Please say you'll be on my team" He made an exaggerated begging motion.

Harry laughed, and Kurt was a little pissed. Sure Azimo didn't really bully him, just stood by while Karofsky did, but still didn't Harry say he didn't like bullies. "Sure thing, mate. See you after practice."

Azimo grinned. Then finally noticed Kurt nodded stiffly and hurried off.

They arrived at the classrooms right as he left, and parted ways.

After class Kurt stuck around to say something to the teacher for a second, when he got to the door Harry was waiting leaning against the frame talking to Puck of all people. Kurt couldn't allow that to continue so he hurried over and hooked his arm through Harrys'. A little surprised to find that Harry was only a few inches taller than him, he beamed up at him "Where's Hazel?"

"Talking to the teacher about something. You ready to head over to lunch? She asked me to tell you she'd meet you there." Harry said

"Of course, you two should totally sit with us." Kurt was already picturing how the twins would fit in at their lunch table.

"Sorry, already agreed to sit with the team. Capt'n wants to go over the playbook with me before my first official practice. Hazel might join you when she shows up though." Harry said with a shrug before heading to lunch, with Kurt still holding his arm. Puck followed them trying to flirt with Harry, who was either oblivious or effectively ignoring Pucks' innuendos. When they reached the cafeteria they split, Harry to the soccer team table, Puck to the lunch line, and Kurt to the glee table. Where Mercedes was waiting to ambush him about having his arm through Harrys'.

Hazel arrived a few minutes later and settled down at the glee table between Kurt and Brittany. Lunch went by quickly before Harry showed up to escort Hazel, Brittany, and Santana to their next classes. He waved to the group and said something to Mike before leaving with a girl on each arm. "He's so nice." Quinn said watching him leave. There was a chorus of agreement from the peanut gallery.

-Break-

The final bell rang, and Kurt hurried towards Glee with Artie and Brittany speeding next to him.

The twins were already there talking to the band and Mike. Kurt noticed that they had changed, Harry was wearing fitted black slacks and a black button down shirt (the top buttons were unbuttoned) with a loosely tied emerald green tie, Hazel was wearing a knee-length flowy purple dress that was so dark it could have passed for black in certain lightings. Mr. Shue was calming down an excitable Rachel who was trying to rush over to the twins. "Harzel" Britt jumped up and rushed over to the twins. Hazel turned and stared at her like she had grown a second head, and with one eye-brow raised she asked "Harzel? Please tell me that isn't our glee name." Britt bounced nodding happily. Harry groaned, Mike chuckled. "Please tell me we can change it." "Nope." Britt popped the 'p'. She bounced over to Artie who had pulled over to his normal spot and plopped down on his lap.

Mr. Shue walked away from Rachel and clapped to gain everyone's attention. "Alright, everyone's here. Let's get started." Glee progressed as normal, the twins were just sitting in the back observing. About twenty minutes before the end Mr. Shue called for attention and said. "Miss Potter, Mr. Potter whenever you're ready."

"Sure thing Mr. Shue." Hazel chirped. "Harry?" They walked over to the piano bench and sat down.

"Alright, we'll be singing one song together and one each individually." Hazel started to play, and sang starting quiet. Within the first line everyone recognized the song

I've heard there was a secret chord,

That David played and it pleased the Lord,

Everyone was completely silent, her voice seemed to be bursting with emotion, longing, sadness, and something undefinable.

But you don't really care for music? Do you,

Then, Harry joined his voice embodied anger, betrayal, and a deep seated rage that had everyone quivering in their seats, some for different reasons.

It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth,

The minor fall, and the major lift,

The baffled king composing Hallelujah,

Despite, or perhaps because of this difference in emotion their voices seemed to merge into one becoming one stronger, fuller, more incredible voice.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

Your faith was strong,

But you needed proof,

You saw her bathing on the roof,

Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you.

Hazel dropped off and started singing backup, before merging back in when he started the chorus.

She tied you to a kitchen chair,

She broke your throne,

And she cut your hair,

And from your lips she drew the Halelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

Baby I have been here before,

I know this room I've walked this floor,

I used to live alone before I knew you,

I've seen your flag on the marble arch,

Love is not a victory march,

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

Maybe there's a God above,

And all I ever learned from love,

Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you,

It's not a cry you can hear at night,

It's not somebody who's seen the light,

It's a cold, and it's a broken Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Harry dropped off, letting Hazel finish just as she'd started, playing the piano and singing alone.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

-Hallelujah, Leonard Cohen

They both turned towards the dumbstruck glee club. Hazel with a sad little smile, and Harry with a stormy expression. Harry quickly stood, turned to the band, and made a motion for them to start playing.

Harry started singing after a short guitar intro.

Here I stand, helpless and left for dead.

Close your eyes, so many days go by.

Hazel stood, and they started dancing, no one could take their eyes off of the twins. The dance was obviously modern in style, it was harsh, but beautiful.

Easy to find what's wrong, harder to find what's right.

I believe in you, I can show you that I can see right through all your empty lies.

I won't stay long, in this world so wrong.

Listening to Harry sing, you couldn't help but believe he was telling the truth. The pain, anger, and a million other emotions were incredibly potent.

Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight.

Don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight?

Trembling, crawling across my skin.

Feeling your cold dead eyes, stealing the life of mine.

Hazel moved away from him with a series of twirls and twists that were difficult for the eye to follow. Kurt doubted that even Brittany and Mike could have replicated the dance they were watching.

I believe in you, I can show you that I can see right through all your empty lies.

I won't last long, in this world so wrong.

Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight.

Don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight?

Harry caught her figure and lifted her easily before letting her slide down his front keeping a tight hold.

Hold on. Hold on.

Say goodbye, as we dance with the devil tonight.

Don't you dare look at him in the eye, as we dance with the devil tonight?

Hold on. Hold on.

He let go and she walked gracefully away, leaving him standing alone in the middle of the room with his eyes closed.

Goodbye.

-Dance with the Devil, Breaking Benjamin

His voice faded out and everyone was staring at him, Rachel looked like she was about to tackle him and claim him as her eternal solo partner when Hazel wrapped an arm around his waist and cleared her throat breaking the silence. "Well you've heard Harry, he's kind of amazing. I feel the need to put a little disclaimer on my song, you see it's a little religious. Harry and I share the belief that there is a higher power out there, and that there is something after death. We don't however believe that it's the Catholic churchs' God, or anything that can be explained by humans. I also recruited Britt and Mike to help me out on this one." She smiled a little, and the two nodded from their seats. She nodded to the band and released Harry. "We practiced during gym, first period."

I don't know if You can hear me

Or if You're even there

Her voice was almost angelic.

I don't know if You would listen

To a gypsie's prayer

Yes, I know I'm just an outcast

I shouldn't speak to you

Still I see Your face and wonder...

Were You once an outcast too?

Harry moved forward and they started a slow beautiful dance, most of the group wondered how she maintained her vocals whilst dancing. Both actions seemed so full of emotion, it was incredible to watch. Kurt was willing to bet that she could have continued singing even if the school burned down around her, she seemed to be completely lost in the song and in the dance.

God help the outcasts

Hungry from birth

Show them the mercy

They don't find on earth

God help my people

We look to You still

God help the outcasts

Hazel moved away from Harry, who was now standing still.

Or nobody will

Mike sang a line, and approached Harry

I ask for wealth

Brittany sang a line in her deepest voice, approaching Harry

I ask for fame

Harry sang a line, and strangely sent an annoyed look to his sister who was dancing around the trio.

I ask for glory to shine on my name

Brittany sang in her head voice

I ask for love I can possess

The three sang together

I ask for God and His angels to bless me

They moved away and sat down

Hazel started singing again, still dancing

I ask for nothing

I can get by

But I know so many

Less lucky than I

Please help my people

The poor and downtrod

She stopped dancing and stood in the middle of the room facing the club.

I thought we all were

The children of God

God help the outcasts

Children of God

-God help the outcasts, Hunchback of Notre Dame

She maintained the last note past when the band finished playing, and lowered her head. Harry stood and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. She perked up and smiled at Mr. Shue, "So, are we in?"

The applause was deafening "Yes" Mr. Shue managed "You two are definitely in."

"Cool." Hazel beamed "Now, we ran over a bit." She looked at Harry "You still want to make the pick-up game out on the field?"

Harry nodded "We should get going, otherwise you'll have to miss out on all of the cute guys who will probably be taking their shirts off."

Hazel nodded in mock seriousness "I shouldn't deprive myself of all that eye candy." She made a grand motion towards the exit "To the changing rooms, then to the game." They laughed and exited the room. Mike, Finn, Puck, Santana, and Quinn quickly collected their stuff and headed either to the field or the locker room to get good seats, or changed before the pick-up game.

Rachel cornered Mr. Shue, most likely in order to 'convince' him to pair her and Harry up for the big duet at the first competition. Kurt already knew she would be unsuccessful, the twins voices were practically made for each other, splitting them up would be a crime of epic proportions. Kurt and Mercedes headed out to Kurts' car, waving goodbye to Artie when he passed them on his way to the ramp.

Shout out to jenniebennie, thanks for the suggestion. I wasn't planning on bringing anyone else over from England, but bringing Marcus will be interesting. Like the ideas for Kurt, probably going to end up putting him with Blaine for a bit, before having them breakup. Love your suggestions, but can't really see my Harry with Blaine. Might put him with another Warbler though.

Everyone else who reviewed THANK YOU, you guys are wonderful. I have been in a serious writer's block, so thank you for staying tuned. This chapter is extra long for you guys.