A/N: THIS IS REALLY BAD OTL.
It was the beginning of a new year at England's most magical school, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; little did its students and teachers know that it was about to get even more openly and flamboyantly gay.
England was pacing angrily around his Prime Minister's office, his very hairy and untrimmed forehead beards furrowed in indignation. Oh, and Mr. Obama was there too, because America had done something stupid; again. Arthur kept throwing angry glances at the two men every once and awhile, and he was furious about what he knew was about to happen, and if he could ANYTHING at all to stop it-
"So it's settled then, amirite?" Mr. Obama asked, "It's agreed that as punishment my country will have to stay in the same building as yours for a whole one of your school years?"
"I suppose so. They'll be staying at Hogwarts, of course, 'cause that place is pretty frikken awesome. I mean, they have to deal with weird shit every day, so it'll be a lot easier for the students to accept them."
"Ok! Alfie will be over and ready by this time tomorrow!" Mr. President said, and dashed off back to his country. Cause he can do shit like that.
"Well, glad that's settled," the Prime Minister said, and acting very British like, he sat down and began to pour himself a cup of tea.
"YOU ARE THE WORST PRIME MINISTER EVER," England shouted after a few minutes, fuming. "WHY DID MY PEOPLE HAVE TO VOTE FOR YOUR SORRY ARSE- I'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND THOSE BLOODY WANKERS- !" Arthur shouted, and continued to say more British curses at random intervals.
"But, Mr. Kirkland," the Prime Minister interrupted politely, because he's British like that, "Mr. Obama and I forgot to mention that this particular school you are going to is none other than a school of Magic."
England stopped mid-tirade, "M-Magic?" he asked, dumbfounded. He then got a boner thinking about all the gay magic things he can do at that school.
"I can't wait to go!" he said.