Hello this is my newest story. I have Glee Potter stuck in my head. And to honer the newest season of Glee I decided to watch all the other seasons of Glee and this is how it turned out. It will be Ron/Kurt and that means age difference big time like thirteen years big time. If you don't like leave. Difference is Fred lives and married Hermione that is basically the only difference in HP verse. Glee verse will have a surprise Seer in Glee verse. If you can guess who I'll give you a cookie. :D

EDIT: Oct2015

I Don't own!

Enjoy!

I hadn't been feeling well at all. Depressed would be a correct word, also 'down' and 'in the dumps', though I try not to use those types of words and phrases. So when Mr. Shue walked into the room and started to talk about funk and said something about Carmel high, I couldn't help but say what was on my mind.

"I'm so depressed, I wore the same outfit twice this week." I said with a depressed tone of voice. I sounded so pathetic.

It wasn't just about what was going on in Glee, you see, earlier this week, my magic tutor died. A potion blew up in his face and he died a day funeral is this coming Monday.

I don't know what to do! My teacher died, my glee club is in a funk and I'm gonna be learning from some old sap that no one wants to hire. I mean, who wants an old person to teach them magic, and what kind of person would willingly have the name Ronald. Only old people go by that name.

He will get here and board at my house like my last teacher.

I sulked all weekend and for the first few days of school; It is now Wednesday, Sue wasn't, hasn't been to cheer practice in a week, most of the cheerios have had break-downs of all kinds. Mr. Shue questioned me about them and looked hurt when I told him. Sometimes I think his and Sue's rivalry is unhealthy. Buthey, who am I to judge?

Later that day the glee club was just milling around waiting for Mr. Shue to get there. We all looked at the door when Rachel walked in, her outfit was a different outfit then earlier that day. She told us what the members of Vocal Adrenaline did to her and I almost couldn't control my magic, how dare they attack one of us?

Puck stood and motioned to the guys.

"Finn, Mike, Matt." I got up to follow, even though I technically was invited, they wouldn't see me coming.

Mr. Shue walked in and actually started to speak rationally. How dare he.

"Mr. Shue, Rachel is one of us, we're the only ones allowed to humiliate her." Mr. Shue gave a small speech and had Rachel dial Jesse's number. He invited Vocal Adrenaline to our auditorium next Thursday, that gives us a week to prepare.

Later that day when I got home there was a redheaded man sitting on my couch.

"Hello?" I say, looking at the figure on the couch up and down. The man looked up from the papers he was working on.

"Hi" He stood up 'man is he tall!' I thought 'he's like Finn tall, maybe taller.'

"My name is Ronald you must be Kurt." he said with a British accent, an accent which made me weak in the knees.

"I'm your new magic tutor." wait, what? New tutor? But this guy can't be older then 25!

He let go of my hand. Oh Merlin! How am I gonna learn if my teacher is so distracting? I pick up my fallen bag as quickly as I could.

"Hi, I need to practice for cheer I'll be in my room." I tell him before I hurried out of the room.

"Your dad said he'll be back by 7." I heard before I closed my door. I yell out an "Okay." before closing my door firmly and falling against it back first.

I sighed before standing on uneasy legs and walking a bit wobbly to the bed. I pulled my backpack up and set it across from me before unzipping it and pulling out my music, which is in French, Coach Sue's Idea.

After an hour or so of practice I hear a knock on my door.

"Come in." I call for Ronald to enter. "I brought food." He set a tray full of different foods on the bedside table.

"I wasn't sure what you liked so I made a little of everything I could." Ronald said with his dreamy accent... I nod and start to eat some soup to distract me from him.

"I heard you singing. Your good." Ronald said. I stop eating and look at him. He then speaks in French.

"Ma soeur-frère est le français." He said as he picks up the now empty tray. 'Oh gaga' I think as he leaves the room. 'How am I going to last?!'

It's now Monday and the cheer-leading championships! I'm ready for this. Ronald had started my training in magic on Sunday, he said that he needed to test what I could do.

This morning he called me into his office, a magical extension of his room on the first floor, to tell me that I will start my training with him tomorrow and that Sunday and Monday are going to be the only 'free' days I will have.

I did my routine for Cheerios and we won first place for the sixth time in a row.

It is now after school on Tuesday.

"Kurt." Ronald said as I walked through the front door.

"How was school?" He asked me. I shrug off my backpack and set it down on a chair before going to help Ronald with dinner.

"It was okay I didn't get bullied today." I said as I mix the mashed potatoes.

"That's good. After dinner we start your magic training." Ronald said as he set the salad on the table. I couldn't help it. I asked.

"Why do you call it training?" He looked at me.

"You need to train your body. My friend Hermione, er sister-in-law Hermione now, proved that if you train your body you are also training your magic. Your magic is tied in with your physical strength." He told me with a guilty smile.

It was then that I noticed what exactly he has been feeding us and why.

Whole meals of red meat and sides as well as dessert.

"You know if I didn't know any better I would say you have been trying to fatten me up." I say as I sit down at the table. Ronald chuckled and sat opposite of me.

"Well, once we start your training you are going to want to eat a lot more then I'm feeding you now. I'm just getting your stomach ready so you don't puke." Ronald said as he dug into his food. My stomach flipped. 'What kind of training am I gonna do?' I think as I continue eating despite losing my appetite.

Later that night I fell asleep in my sweat drenched clothes on Ronald's couch.

Thursday came quickly and The New Directions had their number planned and ready.

We did our number and we completely funkified Vocal Adrenalin.

Hope you like it.

My sister-in-law is french. is the French sentence above.

EDIT AN: Hey everyone! My gosh! I hadn't realized how bad this was until I reread it again, at least recently. I hope it's better now. :) This was written back when I wrote OK instead of okay, which is weird. I haven't written like that in a while. I am trying to continue my work and finish some of them, I will probably finish this one up until the third cross I was debating on comes into play, then end the story there and later on down the road, when I have caught up with my stories, I will make another story as a sequal. Heres to hoping!

Mars