A/N: Hey guys! So, this is ANOTHER birthday fic for a friend. And it's my birthday in a week as well... Is that odd?
Anyway, here's a USUK and MANY OTHER SHIPS Harry Potter crossover. It's meant to be fluffy, but I have a hard time writing only fluff, so there will be some angst. This takes place in Third Year, mostly because I wanted the Golden Trio to be a bit older, but I also didn't want to deal with the Triwizard Tournament or anything after that.
So, ships! This is out here for your convenience. Ships are: USUK, PruCan, Spamano, and DenNor. Others are mentioned in passing. France and Romania are also here, just because. Also, THIS DOES HAVE DRARRY IN IT. It's not super obvious, and it's more the two figuring out feelings and being in denial more than actually being in a relationship. Still, I figured I should warn all of you, just in case you don't like Drarry.
Also, please note that any and all political views expressed in this story ARE NOT MINE. These are honestly what I think the characters would think. NONE OF THESE ARE MY POLITICAL OPINION. As such, I will try to keep the politics to a minimum, but... there's still some. So. Warning.
Enough of these long notes! Let's get on with the story!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own APH or HP. All rights go to their respective owners. I'm just playing in the sandbox for a little bit.
"AGH! I can't do this anymore!" Arthur groaned, slamming his head onto his desk. Alfred hugged him from behind.
"What's wrong, Artie?" he asked. Arthur sighed and lifted his head up.
"I just... really need a break. I just need to get away for a while, with no paperwork, and no idiot Prime Minister breathing down my back."
"Hm... well, why don't we? You can just get one of your brothers to do all your paperwork for you," Alfred suggested, leaning around Arthur's shoulders to look into his eyes. Arthur frowned a bit. Well, he could give his paperwork to one of his brothers... But...
"What about you?" Arthur frowned. Alfred laughed a little.
"Dude, I'll be fine. Don't worry about me. Now, where do you want to go?"
"Hm... It's been a while since I've been to Hogwarts... but I don't feel like teaching... Ah! A de-aging spell!" Arthur jumped up and dashed over to his bookshelf, searching for the book he needed. Alfred blinked a little from his spot on the edge of the desk.
"What? What are you doing, Artie?"
"How would you like to go back to magic school, Alfred?" Arthur smirked, finally finding the book. He turned around and grinned at his fiance.
"Um... I never went to magic school, Arthur... But it sounds fun! When are we going?" Alfred grinned back.
"Well, the new school year at Hogwarts starts in a month. I was thinking we could go shopping for supplies and such in the next week or so," Arthur mused, already planning what they would need for each year. "Also, we would need to come up with a convincing cover story as to why we are there... I know the Headmaster very well, so it shouldn't be too hard..."
"Arthur, slow down. Just slow down. One thing at a time," Alfred requested, looking a little lost. "First off, how young are we gonna be?"
"Hm... Well, six and seventh year transfers seem odd... But I don't quite want to become a first year or a second year... How about third year? We'd physically be thirteen," Arthur suggested. Alfred shrugged as if to say Works for me.
"Alright then. Now, I'm going to write to the Headmaster and let him know-"
"Wait! We should invite other people too!" Alfred exclaimed. Arthur blinked and looked up. "Like who?"
"Obviously Francis and Mattie. They'd kill us if we didn't invite them. And Francis will drag Gil and Toni with him. And you could invite Lukas and Dani to keep you sane. How about it? Just the eight of us?" Alfred asked, shooting Arthur his Puppy Pout of Doom.
Arthur bit his lip and tried to muster up the strength to refuse, but just... couldn't. Damn the American and his adorable face.
"Fine. We can invite them," Arthur sighed, giving in. Alfred cheered and grabbed Arthur into a tight hug.
"Thanks Artie, you're the best! I'll call Gil and Mattie right now!" With that, Alfred ran out of the room, leaving Arthur with a splitting headache and the thought of What have I done?
Surprisingly, getting enrolled was the easiest part. Professor Dumbledore was all too pleased to host the eight nations for a school year. He also informed Arthur that, as third years, they'd be in the same year as Harry Potter, the boy who lived. Arthur hadn't realised this fact until right now, and as such, panicked. Oh dear, he'd heard about all of the attempts made on the boy's life. He really didn't want to be caught in the middle.
The other nations reacted as Arthur had expected. "Cool! I wonder what he'll be like?" Alfred cheered when Arthur told him. Antonio and Gilbert reacted in pretty much the same manner. Francis just laughed at Arthur's concern. Matthew just smiled at Arthur before leaving to go "chat with" Gilbert.
Thankfully, Lukas and Dani were actually concerned like Arthur. "Looks like we'll have to actually be on guard this year," Dani sighed, looking up from his packing. Lukas nodded in agreement, flicking some hair out of his eyes.
"Finally, someone who agrees with me. Everyone else seems incredibly unconcerned. It's concerning," Arthur lamented, finishing up the de-aging potion.
"Let me check it. We all know potion-making is not your strong suit," Lukas spoke up, gently moving Arthur aside before scooping up some potion to test. Arthur huffed in mock anger, knowing that Lukas was just being truthful.
"So, how much money are we going to need for this?" Dani asked after a minute or two of silence. Arthur flinched as he thought about the amount.
"That bad, huh?" Dani asked, sighing. "I'll crack into my stores."
"Thank you, Danut. You're a great friend."
"Anytime, Arthur. You are going to pay me back eventually, though."
"Crap."
"So, all we have to do is drink one of these once a month, and we'll look like a thirteen year old?" Gilbert asked skeptically, looking at the vial of purple fluid.
"Yep. If you miss a dose, you revert back to normal, and we can't afford that at this school. We'd be outed in seconds. So please, for the love of God, remember to take your dose on time. Okay?" Arthur hoped he'd stressed that fact enough. With nods and murmurs of affirmation from everyone else, Arthur grinned.
"Good. Now, I have clothes here for us to change into. Just down your potions, wait 15 minutes, and then we can go and get our school supplies," Arthur continued, uncorking his vial. "On three."
Lukas counted to three, and the eight nations all downed their potions at once.
"Now, we should all pass out in a few minutes, to allow our bodies to adjust. Don't panic, and don't fight it," Lukas said, carefully recorking his vial and stashing it in his bag. Everyone else quickly followed his example, not wanting to break the glass and risk Arthur and Lukas' wrath.
When the dizziness hit, Arthur sat down in an attempt to avoid hitting his head on the floor. The dizzy feeling soon overwhelmed him, and he welcomed the warm embrace of the blackness.
"Ah, this brings back memories, doesn't it, mon cher?" Francis said, draping an arm across Arthur's shoulders. Arthur gritted his teeth in frustration.
"Which part? Because we sure as hell never went shopping together for Hogwarts," Arthur ground out. Francis placed a hand over his heart and feigned hurt.
"Is it so bad being partnered with me? And I meant the ages. Remember when we were this young, before we had children?"
"Yes, I remember. I remember constantly wanting to punch you in the balls," Arthur shot back before spotting the store they were looking for.
Antonio had suggested splitting up to tackle the list. Alfred and Matthew were getting the cauldrons and the measures, while Arthur and Francis were assigned to get books. Antonio and Gilbert had went to get everyone's robes, taking everyone's measurements beforehand, and Lukas and Dani were going to meet everyone at the pet store.
Luckily for Arthur and Francis, it was incredibly easy to find all of the books they needed for everyone. They paid and left with four bags stuffed with books. Arthur resolved to find a more compact way to store them later. Right now, he and Francis were late, and the others were waiting for them.
When they finally walked up, Alfred almost tackled Arthur into a hug. Arthur managed to block him with the book bags.
"Artie! I was getting worried!" Alfred squealed. Arthur blushed a little. "No need to shout it for all the world to hear. Now come on, we should go in."
"Urgh," Arthur groaned, throwing himself down onto his mattress.
"What's wrong, Artie?" Alfred asked, carefully sitting down next to him. Arthur sighed again.
"Well, getting everything sorted took much longer than expected, so we only have a week left, and honestly I'm quite nervous. Something is bound to attack the school at some point this year, and I just... don't want any of you getting hurt."
Alfred was silent, and Arthur sighed again. "I know, I'm stupid for dumping all of this on you. Just... forget I said anything."
"You're not stupid. They're valid concerns. Artie, we'll all be fine. We can handle ourselves. Don't worry so much," Alfred replied, hugging Arthur from behind. With a huff, Arthur rolled to face Alfred.
"Thank you for that, Alfred. Now go to sleep. We're getting wands tomorrow."
A/N: And that's the end of the first chapter! As per my friend's request, the rest of the story will either be in Harry, Hermoine, or Draco's POV (because I love Draco)
So, hope you enjoyed this first chapter. And happy birthday, Daine! Until next chapter! Concrit is LOVED, flames are fed to my pet dragon.