Welcome to Hogwarts(Boyxboy)

Chapter 17

There were moments, little fractions of seconds, where he knew, knew that their relationship wasn't what Kurt and Blaine's had been. He thought a part of him knew that it never would be. But he enjoyed the time he spent with Kurt, enjoyed laughing with him and holding him and, yes, kissing him. Kurt needed someone to comfort him and offer a shoulder for when the reality of his and Blaine's break-up reached in past his anger and hit him.

Leighton was willing to be that person. He knew Kurt hadn't really let himself hurt for Blaine yet. Kurt was stubborn and hard-headed and passionate, one of the things that attracted Leighton to him, seeing someone who was so set in their own way when he himself was so fluid. For now though, he was just enjoying the time he had with Kurt, enjoying watching the way Kurt's eyes lit up when he smiled and the way he made him feel like he knew who he was a little more than before.

He was still confused, still unsure about exactly where he stood in his sexuality. More or less, he'd come to the conclusion that he would love who he loved and not focus on if it was a boy or a girl that he loved, just that he loved them. He thought that was what love should be anyway. Though he still didn't love Kurt, he felt affection and attraction for him and Kurt felt the same to a certain extent so he let himself be happy.

They spent the two weeks before Valentine's Day as they had the week before, not much changing from what their relationship had been before they'd agreed to try dating other than the fact that they'd sometimes end up on Leighton's bed or in an alcove kissing softly.

On one such occasion, Kurt was curled up between Leighton's legs, leaning back against his chest, his head tilted back to suck lightly at his jaw with the latest issue of The Practical Potioneer lying abandoned beside them.

"That feels brill," Leighton murmured, closing his eyes and dropping his head back against the headboard.

Kurt hummed a little in reply, kissing a trail down Leighton's neck as he twisted in his arms to stop from craning his neck. He buried his face in Leighton's neck and inhaled deeply. "You always smell so good," he muttered, smiling against him. "It's like...a comforting smell, you know?"

Leighton smiled. "I'm glad," he said, rubbing Kurt's back as he held him close. "That's why I'm here."

Kurt moved a little further down his lap, his head resting at the crook of Leighton's neck. He fell silent, his gaze a little unfocused as he stared at nothing.

"You alright?" Leighton said, brushing his hand over Kurt's arm.

"Yeah," Kurt said a little absently. "Yeah, I'm okay."

Leighton paused, watching him closely. "So, I heard that Blaine got called back for a second tryout," he said.

Kurt nodded. "Yeah," he said, something flickering in his eyes at the mention of Blaine's name. "Both of them did. Him and Flint I mean."

Leighton smiled. "It's nice that Flint and Thad got engaged," he said. "They seem really happy together. It's too bad Wizarding Law doesn't allow them to get married yet."

Kurt nodded absentmindedly.

"You miss him, don't you?" Leighton said softly.

Tears welled in Kurt's eyes at this.

"I just want to get over him," he said, his voice quaking. "I hate that he didn't care about what they did to us. I hate that he didn't even try to defend me and only wanted to know if I kissed you back. I mean...I understand that he was jealous but he didn't even tell me he was that jealous and I just kept telling him over and over again that I loved him and he wouldn't listen to me."

Leighton reached up to brush his tears away gently. "I know," he said, his chest aching to see Kurt hurting so badly as he finally let himself cry over what he'd lost. He'd been so busy being angry at Blaine and upset about all the pain the rest of the school had been putting him through that Leighton didn't think he'd had room between it all to feel for the break-up.