Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or Harry Potter. If I did, my ships would be canon. Hidekaz Himaruya owns Hetalia and Joanne Rowling, aka J.K. Rowling, owns Harry Potter.
Ch 1- Revelation
A man sat in his house all alone, paying no attention to the news on his telly whatsoever. "Bloody hell," he cried to himself. Arthur Kirkland was just finishing his lovely Earl Grey when pain suddenly flared up in his body. It had been a while since something like that happened, at least not since 1981.
Something about the burning feeling inside him felt familiar with what happened last time, making him suspect that this involved the magical community. He rose shakily from his seat and grabbed the Daily Prophet. He let his eyes skim through the titles and content, sure that the cause was written in there. There was stuff about raising Goblin salaries, Lockheart's release from St. Mungo's, Voldemort being back, Diago- wait.
Arthur scanned his eyes back to the third topic to make sure it said what he thought it said. When the article confirmed it, a million thoughts raced the Englishman's mind. "No," he whispered, gently placing his now forgotten tea. Arthur felt himself struggling to breathe and calm down. "No. no. This can't be happening," mumbled to himself, his heart thumping hard in his chest.
Arthur ran an agitated hand through his hair before grabbing his wand, his real one not the star wand. The Englishman sent a patronus to his eldest brother and Romania so they knew to travel quickly to Norway, where the meeting was to be held. He then apparated, hoping his message was sent quick enough.
A large crackling noise was made as Arthur popped into a dull-looking boardroom. He peered around the room cautiously. The lights were dim and the place was quiet. Although the tables were set up, only half of them had seats. A tiny cough was made behind Arthur, causing him to spin and point his wand at the stranger's face immediately.