I don’t know how messily you eat your soup, but I usually don’t spill mine over the entire freaking page. And you just proved my point. Losing one sheet of notes won’t turn you into a bum. Not that I’ll lose yours, ‘course.
As a matter of fact, I do, but they’re too young for me. But I was using sarcasm, something I figured would be in your main arsenal.
My notes need to remain pristine. Even a drop of soup would ruin them! How are you supposed to be fully prepared if you’re missing part of the material? And I’ll have you know that I am not a messy eater in the slightest. I have manners, unlike some people.
Yeah, that was kinda what I was talking about. You’re good at some stuff and I’m good at other stuff… Yeah! I’m the keeper for our team. You’re the best? Oh, yeah, Rachel… I sorta listen to her because she’s my best friend’s girlfriend, but I guess I can trust you on this one?
I’m good at most stuff actually. I have to be. Oh, that’s exciting! I love Quidditch. All my brothers played, and my brother, Grant, was Keeper when he went to Hogwarts! He was in Gryffindor, though. Yes, the very best. Rachel tries to argue otherwise, but it would be wise for you to trust me on this one.
I guess one could argue that. I care about my notes and shit, but I don’t bug out if I spill soup on them or something. You gotta roll with it and just relax sometimes.
Oooh, burn. I’m greatly offended, Pearce.
If you spill soup on your notes, how are you supposed to be able to read them later? I don’t see how you could be okay with that. Not when your grades are involved. Because your grades decide your career which decides the rest of your life.
I don’t understand why, Puckerman. I’m sure you have plenty of fifth years dying for your attention.
No, no! I just meant that it’s kinda your thing, y’know? Like it’s ours to be nice or whatever and stuff. But that doesn’t mean you can’t be good at anything else, right? Like, you’re good at singing too?
Oh. Than thank you. That’s very kind of you to say. I guess that’s why you’re in Hufflepuff. Right. You play Quidditch, don’t you? I’m the best at singing. Don’t let Berry convince you otherwise.
I dunno if this is how this rubbish works… Anyway, if you’ve seen a Hufflepuff scarf with a big red stain on it (thank our Head Boy for that) give it to Sam Evans, please? Madam Pillsbury said I should use it or something.
You left it in the astronomy tower the other day. Professor Sinistra’s been holding onto it for you.
Nothing is, we’re undoubtedly the best - and we’re not obnoxious about it. If I pursue fashion I could always make your costumes and dresses? Or maybe I’ll be that awesome friend you wake up at 3am before your first big performance to rant nervously to… not that I want you to wake me up at any time of night.
That’s not what I meant… And they’re not. I’m just settling back in to being called a varied spectrum of homophobic slurs after a summer of peace with my dad. It gets some getting used to again.
I don’t know if it would being different genders but… It doesn’t even matter. And it’s the true, and she gets upset easily. And I wouldn’t want to upset her like that, she’s annoying and we may butt heads sometimes but I really do care about her - more than some body anyway.
Grins and covers her last statement with a giant heart, writing the same inicials around the outside of it.
Only because you have no love left to give me after you give it all to Rory!
Ravenclaws are the epitome of humble. Ooh, that’d be fun! We’d get to work together all the time! I don’t know if you’d want to wake me up 3 am, though. I like getting my beauty sleep. But I’d gladly rant to you at 6 am! Although I don’t know if I’d be ranting about how nervous I am. I don’t get nervous.
Okay, good. Well, not good that you’re getting used to it again, but… You know what I mean.
Fine. Concern yourself more with Berry’s happiness than your own. But I don’t think it’d be a big deal. And I don’t think you should. But I guess it doesn’t really matter since they are dating, for whatever reason, and you apparently don’t have a crush on him.
Scratches out the heart angrily causing a slight rip in the parchment.
I think we did. Ravenclaws get shit done. No, I get it, honestly. Broadway would be amazing, I’d love to join you on the stage but… I think I’d have more success elsewhere, at least for another couple years. There just aren’t parts written for men of my vocal range. But honestly, if that’s what you do you shouldn’t let Flitwick stand in your way; just step over him.
Wow, okay, you actually just said that? Harmony. As the only out homosexual at this school that has been abandoned by most of my family and gets tortured daily for it, I’m probably the most excited person you will come across when it comes to the world finally getting their heads out their asses and realizing that I’m still a human being and my right to love is just as important as everyone else’s. But I’m also trying to be realistic, because it really hurts to get your hopes up for something and have them shredded to pieces.
I don’t think I even want to know the answer to that question. I mean, sure Rach is amazing and I love her to bits but some of the stuff she does or comes out with are completely unpredictable. And it’s an unwritten rule that besties don’t date ex’s.
Just because that’s what you want with ~Rory
Huffs pointedly and scribbles the words out, deciding to take the obvious higher ground of maturity and instead draw a love heart with ‘H.P + R.F’ inside of it.
No wonder we’re the superior house. Everyone talks about Gryffindor being brave or Slytherin being ambitious or Hufflepuff being loyal, but let’s be honest. What’s most important is intelligence. If you don’t have plans to be on stage with me, we’ll just have to be partners in crime somehow else, won’t we? I know, I know. I will. Don’t worry.
Merlin, I was just making sure! I don’t like to think that those bullies are actually getting to you. Because you’re better than all of them. Obviously. But when you talk like that, it makes me nervous. Sorry if I offended you by caring.
But how could she be upset about that? It’s not like you can choose who you fall for. You just…fall. And I know there’s all that nonsense about not dating a friend’s ex, but surely that does not apply to this kind of situation. That’d be mad! I guess you’re right, though. Who knows what Berry’s going to say next.
Scowls at the initials inside the heart and scribbles them out completely.
That’s it! I’ve had enough your rude ignorance! If you truly think you’re better than me, then prove it! This afternoon before choir rehearsal. You and me. Then we’ll see who is truly the better singer.
And I am not an obnoxious child! And I do not throw fits!
Luckily Professor Vector chose that moment to dismiss the class. Rachel quickly gathers her belongings and storms off in a huff.
Harmony gathers her books when she hears an overdramatic huff and a note is thrown onto her desk. She turns to see Rachel leaving the classroomthen turns to read the note. A diva off? Oh, it’s so on.
They are, it’s such a shame. That must be why they look down on us - because they know we’re better and they just can’t deal with that fact. Look at us getting into the depths and explaining blood-purity rivalry! Of course I would be, but it’s choosing which one.
I suppose the statistics could be worse, yes.
It’s not reality. Of course I’ve heard of her, Harm, but she’s one in very few. Gay is still a huge, huge minority, I can’t just go around assuming every guy at Hogwarts is secretly gay and using their girlfriends as a cover. And it does count for something, yes, but that still doesn’t stop the fact that while my ‘gaydar’ occasionally twitches in Blaine’s direction he’s still in a stable, loving relationship with my best friend. She might be annoying as hell but if they break up I have to go to her side for comfort which means there’s NO way I could ever date her ex-boyfriend IF he was actually gay.
I just don’t understand why everyone has suddenly become obsessed that I like Blaine like that. I’m happy being friends.
Scowls at the sentence and scribbles it out further, drawing an angry face next to it.
Kurt, did we just discover the real reason to centuries of blood prejudice? I know you’ll figure it out. You’re going to be set. Me, on the other hand… I know what I want to do, but everyone here frowns upon that. If only there was a respectable West End-style theatre in the wizarding world. Then Flitwick would get off my back about it.
I’m just pointing out that it’s possible… And that things are improving. You really should be more excited about some progress, no matter how small. Now that’s ridiculous! Rachel may be the single most obnoxious person I’ve ever had the displeasure of coming across in my life, but she likes you. She wants you to be happy. If you liked Blaine and Blaine liked you, do you really think she’d be so heartless as to not permit you two to be together? And if he turned out to be gay, why would she care who he dates? Their entire relationship would have been a sham.
Yes, you’re content being his friend. But you really wish it was something more.
Smiles when she sees the angry face and scribbles, Love you! next to it.
More talent in your pinkie? I’ve never heard anything more absurd! I’ll have you know I took a masterclass with renowned vocalist, Renee Beauregard, this summer and she had nothing but praise for my talent. You think just because you are loud makes you talented? Anyone can be loud. Only the truly gifted have control.
I’ll have you know that I have never forced a tear during a single performance. The music speaks to me.
Hardly! Professor Schuester recognizes talent when he sees it. I have talent. And you just… don’t!
Oh, Rachel. It must be so sad to live in that deluded little world of yours. So let me help you out. You’re not as good as you think you are. Not even close. You think you’re special because you worked with Renee? Anyone who’s a serious performer has been doing that since they were five. I would know. And are you seriously calling me loud? Have you listened to yourself? You scream every note just so you know you crammed it down our throats. Yeah. That’s control.
Yeah, I’ll believe that around the same time that Slytherin accepts Muggleborns.
Professor Schuester recognizes an obnoxious child that throws a fit every time she doesn’t get her way. He puts up with you. He appeases you, so you don’t go running to Dumbledore and try to get him fired.
I beg your pardon! Just because I happen to be passionate about music does not make me a teacher’s pet. Believe me, if you had the talent and drive that I have, you wouldn’t need to use me as an excuse for why you haven’t gotten a solo yet.
Please! I have more talent in my pinkie than you have in your entire body! You think that being able to force a few tears during every solo makes you a skilled actress, and frankly, it’s getting old. And drive? Are you mad? If I wasn’t so determined to make a career out of music, I would have quit choir a long time ago just to get away from you! And the reason you get solos isn’t because you have an “unmatched talent” but because you suck up to Professor Schuester. That’s pathetic.
I honestly don’t get why us half-bloods are considered ‘lesser’, we have a foot in each world which obviously makes us superior. Trust me, I get it completely. I’m stuck between pursuing singing, fashion or picking something in the wizarding world… I’m trying to figure out a way to do all three as we speak.
Wait…. would that theory make Gryffindors polygamous and Hufflepuffs… I don’t even know the mating habits of a honey badger, but I’m sure it’d be something aggressive.
It does not, Harmony, you’re imagining things. No, the fact he’s not interested in boys means that. And anyway, even if he did being gay is such a taboo most people don’t come out and pretend to be straight anyway. AND that doesn’t stop the fact he’s still dating Rachel!
Exactly, which is also the same roadblock that would keep Blaine and I apart.
Goes to hand the note back before pausing and quickly scribbling at the bottom.
IF I had a crush on him.
Exactly! We have the best of both worlds! Purebloods are too caught up in their own superiority complex to even realize that they might not be the greatest thing since Merlin. Really? I think you’d be brilliant at any of those, Kurt.
…So it doesn’t work for all the houses. But two out of four isn’t bad.
I can’t imagine reality, Kurt. How do you know he’s not interested in boys? Dating a girl means nothing. There’s a Muggle named Judy Garland. Have you heard of her? Apparently she married loads of men who turned out to be gay. Who knows how long he’ll be dating Rachel? And times are changing! I mean, we’re not where we should be, but it’s getting better! Not just here but around the world! That’s gotta count for something.
But fine. If it really bothers you that much that I think you have a crush on Blaine, I’ll drop it. You don’t have a crush on Blaine.
But you totally do.
scratches out the last line but makes sure that it’s still visible
Well you know I have ties in both, love. Never know, maybe I’ll be making your costumes? I’m still deciding on what I want to do after Hogwarts.
And how would you know that? How many of our friends have been in relationships with Hufflepuffs? Actually, how many Ravenclaws do you know that have had serious relationships? We’re like… the most single house, if that makes sense.
That’s just my laugh, Harmony, I can’t help the fact I have a high register. I’m going to tell you exactly what I told Mercedes; He’s not gay, he’s dating my best friend and we’re just mates.
Also, just to point it out, we pass notes all the time, and talk in choir a ton. Doesn’t mean one of us has a crush on the other
As do I. Oh, the perks of being a half-blood. Tell me about it. Obviously I know what I want to do and what I’m meant to do, but Professor Flitwick is always telling me what a shame it would be if I didn’t consider a job in the wizarding world.
My point exactly! Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws just don’t date. See! Us Ravenclaws are solitary creatures! I guess it makes sense that our mascot’s an eagle then, huh? I mean, they’re always flying alone, right? Whereas the Slytherins are all over any warm body they can find for a good snog. Which makes sense because snakes crave warmth to survive, right?
Please. I know you and your laugh well enough to know that it is significantly more flirtatious around Blaine. If that makes sense. And just because he’s dating Rachel right now, doesn’t mean he’s not interested in boys.
Uh, yeah, but I think there’s one serious roadblock that keeps us from developing feelings for the other.
And you know that no one else is better for the job that me! I’m kidding. Kind of. Either way, you can you’ll have at least me that cheering you on, not that I doubt you won’t be performing for hundreds.
Okay, I’m just as proud of our house as you can get but are you really going to let the fact that he’s in a different house stop something that could make you happy? That’s terrible, Harmony.
Fine… Answer me honestly; why does everyone think I have a crush on Blaine?
But of course! You’re stuck with me Regardless of whether or not I’m performing in the Muggle world or the magical one.
No, it’s not like that! Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs just…aren’t compatible. We don’t work together. I’d much rather have a platonic relationship - that I’m completely happy with - than ruin a friendship.
Because I know you. You pass notes in class all the time, and you two talk in choir a ton. You get all smiley, and once I even heard you giggle. Don’t worry, though. I don’t think he has any idea.
Would it really be so hard for the both of you to find a way to work together instead of butting heads every other practice session? I know you both probably find it incredibly hard to scarper from competition, but you aren’t really doing anything but showing off how stubborn and unreasonable you are.
Yes, it would. When you’re going to star like me, you can’t let yourself be walked over. That may be okay for some people, but that’s not me, and I’m not going to let myself be taken advantage of. Obviously you don’t understand that, though. Also, I’ll have you know that Rachel’s the one started this whole thing.
I know, I’m really sorry they do that. It’s not like I asked to be gay, but they definitely should affect my friends because of it. Maybe I’ll grab her for a quick chat sometime this week, okay? I’m sure we must have at least one class together.
It miiiight, you never know. You just have to keep an open mind about these things.
Why are you sorry? I don’t want to be friends with anyone who’s that closed minded. So technically you’re actually helping me weed out the jerks. Really? Awesome! Yeah, you probably do.
Or I do know that nothing will happen, and I will keep my mind tightly shut.
You could probably look it up in the restricted section of the library.
That’s not what I meant and you know it. I’m just saying, I have an extremely heavy workload and a nice group of friends already. And you forget the fact the majority of this school hate me, what if she’s part of that?
No, it doesn’t, but it does make you cute and Irish. Well, if it progresses anywhere I want to be the first to know, you know that, right?
Scowls at the last sentence, trying to ignore the heat coming to his cheeks.
What on earth is that supposed to mean?
I was only joking, Kurt. I wouldn’t make you talk to anyone who hated you because of their own prejudice. And by now, most people know that we’re good friends and avoid me if they dislike you. So I’m pretty sure Sugar isn’t one of those people.
Of course! I mean, it won’t go anywhere, but if something happens, you’ll know first. But it won’t.
Shhh. No, but I have quite a good imagination. Maybe, but I can’t say making new friends is particularly high on my to-do list right now. Of course he isn’t, he’s cute and Irish. Geez, now if only I had the ability to do that. Seriously, you girls don’t know how lucky you are.
Oh, of course not. You’re too busy to be friendly and nice towards other. What was I thinking? Being cute and Irish doesn’t exempt you from being a jerk. Not that Rory is! He’s really nice. But it’s not like that. Promise. Kuuuuurt. Are you still dreaming about the Head Boy’s head boy?
Mm, I’m just amazing like that. House pride, of course.
I’m not going to deny the fact that my face is amazingly expressive… okay so I was so doing that face. But it’s true! You two would be cute together. And there’s nothing wrong with Sugar, but you’re still better. Whose to say Rory will turn out like Jesse St. Asshole?
Oh, of course. All us Ravenclaws are truly top notch.
No, really? It wasn’t completely obvious or anything. You can’t say that! Have you even seen us together? Okay, I guess I can live with that. I think you’d actually like her if you two talked. And whose to say he isn’t? …Okay, he’s nothing like Jesse, but still. I’m focusing on school right now. Boys are an unwanted distraction.
I know, I was so awesome. You could be Mike’s? I mean, he is captain. I can’t help it, that’s just how my face looks! Merlin, and you said I was mean. Sugar? You know you’re better than her. And Rory’s cute, you should totally try for him. What’s the worst that could happen?
Of course. So modest, too. I guess. We’re not that close, but I’ll always support anyone in Ravenclaw. Oh, please. You made the face. That “Oh, Harmony, you are just too cute and naive” face. And I’ll have you know that Sugar and I get along very well! I know we didn’t used to, but there’s better way to become close than to bond over mutual enemies. And yes, I am aware that Rory is cute, but he is just a friend. Plus I really don’t want to relive my whole relationship with Jesse, do I?
I loved that, it was literally just ego-boosts by the minute. Well, maybe not First year so much, I was trying to catch up on everything I missed out on being mostly muggle raised. I want to, aside from the danger of falling off and bludgers and what not I really enjoy Quidditch, but I just don’t think I’ll have time this year. Rory… Flanagan? Ooh, Harmony is there something you need to tell me?
Are, too, but it’s okay, because I love you anyway.
Yeah, but you were still one of the best students in class! Oh, the good ol’ days. No, that’s alright. I suppose I’ll have to settle for being someone else’s personal cheerleader this year. Yes, Rory Flanagan. Stop making that face! It’s not like that. We’re just friends. Actually, I think Sugar might like him, but…I don’t know.
You look a little like one too when you do that face. Moo!
Merlin, be thankful that you have more than me. They really do; we are literally magical creatures ourselves with everything we have to manage, and Mike has started asking if I’m trying out for Quidditch again. I’m already spread so thin!
That’s not true! You’re the worst friend ever.
We really are! Remember when we were only first years, and everything was sunshine and we were better students than everyone because we all took the same courses. Sigh. Those were the days. Oh, you should! I’ll be your personal cheerleader! But no, I get it. Sugar keeps pestering me about joining the Tubbington Tribune which sounds fun, because Rory’s on the staff, too, but there’s no way that’s possible.
First of all, I’m seventeen. Marriage is the last thing on my mind. And… “blatant truth” ? “No one befriends Rachel Berry, let alone enters into a relationship with her, by their own free will. It’s okay, though.” Yes, because this screams blatant and factual truth.
Are you kidding? You two have been together practically since we the moment we were sorted as first years. That screams forever, and I bet it does to her, too. Um, yeah. If you asked anyone else, they’d agree with me. Sorry if that hurts to hear.
Oh Merlin, please don’t remind me. This is the latest I’ve started an essay in three years and I couldn’t do that one because I spent the weekend in the hospital wing. We have to work on it together, please.
Same here! I’ve checked out a couple of books for it, but I’ve only written three centimeters worth so far. I’m going to die, Kurt. They seriously need to consider adding “able to survive on little to none sleep” to Ravenclaw criteria.
There’s a large difference between fact and opinion; it’s not a matter of how many people share this opinion with you or whether or not I want to hear it.
I’m not trying to start a fight, but Rachel is my girlfriend and while I’m aware of her less favorable attributes, I’m not going to shrug off your badmouthing of her.
Whatever, Blaine. Clearly you can’t handle being told the blatant truth. So if you’re alright marrying her and being responsible for bringing a bunch of little Rachel Berrys into the world and spending the rest of your life defending her behavior, by all means, go right on ahead.
That is insanely rude of you, Pearce. I’d prefer it if you’d refrain from speaking so negatively about my girlfriend. I wasn’t chosen out of a list of men to date Rachel. I respect that you have a right to your own opinion, but… I’m her boyfriend and you’re mad if you think I’m not going to stick up for her.
It may not be what you want to hear, but that doesn’t make it any less true. And you’re mad if you think that I’m the only one who feels this way.
glances up from her pages of neatly printed notes to see professor vector at the board with her back turned to the class. harmony quickly scribbles a note on the edge of her parchment before tossing the slip to the desk next to her.
Can you please remind me why we took this class again? She’s been talking for an hour straight, and no one even comprehends enough to ask a question.