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Russia Raising The Boy Who Lived
By Waterrain
Russia blinked his violet eyes for why was there a black hole under his feet, he felt himself falling downward, and recalled this has happened before too. He started to swim upwards and saw a panicked looking England that tried to push him down, but he is Russia and refuses to go back where it was dark.
"Hello, England." Russia commented innocently and it was a good thing he did not have a Vodka bottle in his hand during the fall down or doing something important. Of course he was a bit upset for he was about to grab the Vodka to drink and England's little summoning ritual interrupted him.
'I wanted to drink some of my Vodka at that moment, but I was interrupted.' Russia mentally thought to himself and he started to smile. 'That was rather cruel of him. It was not nice of England to do such a thing to me.'
"Uh, Hi Russia." England was stuttering, the violet eyed Nation lips curled up into a smile, and he grabbed the short Nation's arms in a grip.
"What is wrong? Your face is rather pale, Comrade." Russia said causally and he blinked his eyes at the sound of a wince. "Is my grip too hard?"
"Oh no not at all." England managed to say dryly, but he regretted it for the grip became stronger and Russia's expression was scary.
"Do you have any Vodka?" Russia asked cheerfully and England bite down on his lip to keep a cry from escaping.
"Yes." England gasped out, right away he was released, and the shorter Nation fell to the floor on his back.
"Where is it?" Russia asked happily for it turns out his Comrade has Vodka and all was forgiven. He grabbed England's hand, pulled him up, and smiled at him innocently. "Do take me to the Vodka."
England nodded and he was shivering while walking and Russia was cheerfully following him.
'Why is it when I do my summoning rituals that Russia ends up showing up. Bloody hell I'm cursed and jinxed.' England briefly thought, he shivered, and luckily he had been smart to stock up on Vodka.
"Are you cold?" Russia asked curiously for why was the green eyed Nation shaking and trembling. It must be because the other Nation felt cold for England is rather skinny, not able to take the coldness, and wondered if the green eyed Nation couldn't afford a heater.
"Yes. I forgot to turn the heater up." England lied smoothly and handed Russia two bottles of Vodka while praying the bigger Nation will leave right away. "Here and I suppose you have other things to do."
"Thank you for the Vodka, da." Russia said cheerfully, he blinked his violet eyes, and tilted his head. "I will be leaving now so you can go to bed. I advise against any more rituals for a while England."
England nodded, he felt relieved to see the taller Nation leave, and slumped against the back of his closed front door.
"Bloody hell Russia is scary." England muttered to himself and rubbed his hands together while sighing.
'Lily and James Potter are dead leaving behind a baby named Harry. Hopefully, He will be taken care of by a caring and loving family.' England thought to himself briefly and he got off of the floor. 'I need to drink some whiskey to bring back the warmth, to forget about Russia being pissed off, and hopefully next time he won't appear.'
A few hours later Russia was humming joyfully, he had no idea about his current location, and was just walking down the streets. Violet eyes blinked for a moment for the street lights have turned off and he noticed a sunflower hiding inside of a bush.
"A beautiful, hidden, and lovely little sunflower." Russia muttered to himself and it took him a little time to pick it for he had no desire to just get the petals. He heard voices, a sound of a motorcycle, and the streetlights were back on.
"A baby on a door step?" Russia asked himself softly and he picked up the baby while noticing a letter. The violet eyed Nation decided to put it into his coat pocket. "It is night time, da. No place for such a small, tiny, and fragile baby to be outside."
'I have wondered what it would be like to raise a human baby. Maybe this one will be different from Alaska. After all I wouldn't have to sell a human and it would serve no purpose to sell a human. Plus he is not one of my citizens.' Russia briefly thought and he walked away from the door step with a baby in his arms. 'This should turn out alright because he is human and not one of my citizens.'
The baby was Harry Potter, he blinked his eyes, and stared at Russia with innocent eyes.
"You will be coming with me, da. I will take good care of you. Fear not for you shall not freeze to death from being left on a doorstep, but people do say my land is rather cold. However I will make sure to keep you nice and warm." Russia commented cheerfully and he found his way back home while keeping a good hold on the baby.
TBC
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