Reaching You - A Klaine One Shot

A/N: Just a little gift for all you Klainers out there! I should be able to make other Klaine one shots if I get prompts! If you want your wildest Klaine fantasies to come true, Comment up some prompts and I will write it for ya! :)

Reaching You

"Don't be silly dear; you just have to run into the barrier!"

"Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

"That didn't come out right."

Blaine sighed as a woman - Molly Weasley is it? - tried to help him go to a magical school called Hogwarts. Right now, it's easier to say that this is better than being waved off by the guard with a statement like "You are the seven hundredth kid to ask me that and I still refuse to believe it!" and him calling him back with a statement like "I got this letter! Wait sir, A BIRD GAVE THIS TO ME!"

"Okay, how about this. I and my daughter Ginny will go first and you follow." Before Blaine could protest, the red headed lady grabbed her daughter's hand and walked right...in the barrier. Alright, she makes it look easy enough. He gripped the handle of his cart, closed his eyes and charged.

He was half expecting to smash his face right into the cold red brick wall but then all he felt was slight wind. He opened his eyes as he heard a train whistle blow out into the air. His hazel orbs widened in amazement at the scarlet train before him with large golden letters stamped unto the front reading:

Hogwarts Express

"Need any help there mate?" Blaine's curly head whipped around only to be faced with a broad chest. He looked up and he saw the smiling face of a boy at least a year older than him despite his height. "Uh-uh, y-yeah! That would be great thanks." The red haired lady seemed to have forgotten him as she was fussing over her children.

The tall boy smiled kindly at him and took two of Blaine's trunks - Blaine's only two trunks. He grabbed hold of the cage of his tawny owl, Stephano, and watched as the other boy put his trunk into the nearest empty compartment. "Thank you umm..." Blaine trailed off and the boy smiled again and stuck out his hand. "The name is Hudson, Finn Hudson."

The younger student smiled at Finn and shook his outstretched hand firmly. "I'm Anderson, Blaine Anderson." Finn nodded and withdrew his hand from Blaine's grip. "Want me to sit with you in the compartment? My brother is in a bad mood right now since Rachel - my friend -stole his favorite scarf. You do not want to get in the way of Kurt and his scarves."

Blaine nodded and they both entered the compartment with Finn talking about his favorite Quidditch Team. "Um... what's Quidditch?" asked Blaine a little embarrassed that he didn't research more on the Wizarding World. See, Blaine was a muggleborn. According to the kind but stern lady who came to tell him that he was a wizard, a muggleborn is a child with magical powers born into a muggle or non-magical family.

"Whoa mate, are you serious?" asked Finn looking at the nervous face of his new friend. "Um... Yeah. I-I'm a muggleborn. I don't really know a lot of things about the Wizarding world, s-sorry." Blaine said dropping his head in shame. The witch lady even let him buy that Quidditch Through The Ages book at Flourish and Blotts. Why didn't you read it, stupid!

"It's cool mate, you'll learn soon enough. I'll explain during the annual Welcome/Welcome back to Hogwarts Feast. I'll tell you now, the food is amazing!" Before Blaine could respond the compartment door slid open as the train started moving. A brunette haired boy's head stuck through the gap and he caught a glimpse of pretty blue eyes before those eyes turned away to look at Finn.

No... Glare at Finn.

"There you are! Damn it Finn, you can't just run off like that and not tell me where you're going!" Blue eyes said sternly.