'I'm so totally going to fail Potions!' Blaine looked up at the rather whining voice of his best friend Sam.

'I didn't find it that hard, actually,' Blaine responded. The two Hufflepuffs were walking towards the Black Lake. They just finished their Potions OWL exams and decided to cool off a bit. Blaine, of course, took his books with him ('I have to study, Sam!).

They had just sat down in the shadow of a big tree when shouting made them look up. They saw an unfamiliar group of Slytherins walk in their direction, laughing and shoving each other playfully. Blaine exchanged a look with his best friend and knew they were thinking the same thing: What are they up to?

'They are sixthyears,' Sam whispered. 'Mercedes told me about them. Two of them, Noah Puckerman and Santana Lopez, like to mess with the teachers.' Blaine continued to watch the Slytherins come closer, locking eyes with one of them and... Merlin's beard...

The boy was perfection...

His perfect pale skin seemed to shine in the sun and his bright eyes were visible even through the distance. His pink lips were tilted up in a slight smile and his hair was styled up in a flawless coiff. Blaine was woken up from his thoughts by the sound of a sharp female voice.

'Oh, my God, Kurt! Looks like you've got an admirer! Hey, little boy! Do you like what you see?' Blaine felt his cheeks flush and he lowered his gaze.

'Shut up, Satan,' a beautiful high, but still obviously male voice snapped back.

'Hey, you.' Blaine's head snapped up when he suddenly heard the beautiful voice right in front of him. And there he was... Perfection in a human body.

'Don't let anything Santana says get to you, honey,' he said smoothly. Blaine's eyes widened at the closeness of the beautiful boy's face and the pet name. 'There's a reason I call her Satan.'

'That's really funny,' Blaine breathed, barely registering the fact that he was making a total fool of himself and not even hearing Sam chuckle or the harsh laughter from the other Slytherins. The boy just smiled.

'Thank you. I'd like to think I'm quite funny,' he said. 'What's your name?'

'B-Blaine,' Blaine stammered, still completely overwhelmed by the beauty that filled his senses. The boy chuckled and it was the most magically thing in the entire school, Blaine was sure of it.

'Well, Blaine,' he replied. 'My name is Kurt. You know, the last visit to Hogsmeade is coming up, the weekend after your last OWL exam. Would you like to go with me?' Was this really happening? Was the most beautiful guy in existence (Kurt, he mentally added) really asking him out? Him? Blaine Devon Anderson, the nerdy half blood Hufflepuff? Was he dreaming again?

Well, if he was dreaming, Blaine decided, he was going to make the most of it.

Grinning his widest and most confident of grins he pulled Kurt closer and pressed the lightest of kisses to his cheek. His lips then traveled up to Kurt's ear and he whispered.

'I'd love to.'

When he pulled back he noticed Kurt wearing a slight blush on his cheeks and both the Slytherins and Sam seemed speechless. Kurt cleared his throat and shook his head slightly.

'Perfect,' he whispered before leaning in and softly pecking Blaine's lips.

A/N This was a short little thing I wrote for a prompt I got on Tumblr! Short but (hopefully) sweet! I hope you liked it! :-)

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He was gone far too soon for Blaine's liking and stood back up, walking away.

'Good luck on the rest of your OWL's, Blaine! I'll see you around!'