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Prologue
"Oh ... dove mi trovo? Che cosa รจ successo? Ve ... La mio testa fa male ..."(Italian: Oh...where am I? What happened? Ve...my head hurts...)Italy groaned as he sat up weakly, struggling to remember what happened. He let out a frightened squeak as he surveryed his surroundings. His eleven-year old likeness made him fell even smaller in this place. It was dark, dank, and frightening down here. Italy stood up hurriedly when he realized the floor of this strange chamber was littered with the skeletons of small animals. He pulled out his wand from his long dark robes. "Lumos..." the little nation quietly murmured, struggling not to fall of the deep end of panic.
The light didn't help make the place any less scary, but it allowed him to see much better. Suddenly, the memories came rushing back to him. "Oh no! Ginny! I a saw her, she could be in a big trouble! What if she's a down here?" Italy gasped. He started walking, on his badly shaking legs, down the dark corridor before him. He was terrified badly, but he couldn't give up! He was going to be brave! He was going to show the spirit of Italy! Italy's knees wouldn't stop knocking while he thought this. Germany will come rescue me,I'm sure! And we'll find Ginny and she'll be okay, and we'lll be big heroes and the school won't close, and all the other students will be okay and then we can all eat pasta and go home! His optimistic thoughts scrambled around his head. "I know, I'll sing, then this place won't be so scary!"
"~Draw a circle, that's the Earth, Draw a circle that's the Earth, Draw a circle that's the Earth, I am Italia!~" Italy was suddenly silenced by a creepy grumble that rolled through the corridor. "Eeeeeeee...Germany..." he whimpered. He caught sight of the opening at the end of the corridor, through a large round door. "Ginny!" the little redhead lay limp across the cold stone floor as he scrambled through the odd open door with a man's face and serpents carved into it. Italy knelt next to Ginny Weasley and shook her shoulder, desperately trying to wake her up. "Come on Ginny! It's a not nap time! That's not until after we get out of here!"
Suddenly the door slammed shut behind them at the sound of a strange series of hisses. Italy felt a lump of ice settle in his stomach as he heard the tumblers in the door lock. He was now a trembling bundle of nerves as he turned towards the direction the hisses had come from. "Not a mudblood, but you're still in my way..." the voice was cold as ice.
"VEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEE!" Italy's scream was the last thing he heard as everything went black.
A/N:What do you think of my prologues guys? Worried about Italy? You'll find out how he ended up in this bad situation if you read my story. Review and let me know what you think, kay