Canadian Soldier
Summary – Draco starts to see someone who isn't him in the mirror. He starts to see memories he never remembered. He starts to feel the pain in his body every second – every War. His hearts starts constricting and it won't stop. He knows he lost something – maybe even someone – But what? Draco!is!Canada
Chapter 1 – Man in the Mirror
Panting. He looked in the mirror in front of him. Confusion swarmed in his eyes as he licked his dry lips. Who was that? Why did he look so familiar? Why did he look so forgotten?
Why did he look just like him?
He was only in his fifth year – he shouldn't have to feel so much pressure. He was only a child, as much as he loath to admit it. But it really didn't answer his question as to who was standing in front of him in the mirror?
Blonde hair, just like his. His eyes were slightly different – This guy's eyes were purple, no amethyst, that sounded better, while his was a greyish amethyst. It was a different shade. It looked different to him at least. The guy's hair was curly, so unlike his, which was silky, no magic done and the guy had a curl sticking out of his hair. He was the same height of himself – small. But the weird thing was that this guy had a polar bear by his side – a companion.
'Kumajirou…'
Draco thought. If he had that polar bear, that companion, he would name it Kumajirou. It just fit perfectly. But where did he get that name? Why was he even thinking this?! It didn't matter did it? He was hallucination!
Not you aren't.
The word weren't from his mouth, but from the guys.
I have a name.
He needed to get to Madam Pomfrey. He needed sleep. When had he last slept in a healthy manner? It a long time, that was for sure.
Can –
Forget it, Draco, he thought to himself, you just need a nice long rest and you'll be just fine. You'll be okay. Just ignore yourself. Shut down your brain.
But he wasn't talking to himself. Why did he say that? No, he didn't say, he thought that. Not say. The guy had said it, not you.
But he's just a reflection. Don't bloody listen to him; he's not real, just a reflection. Not real, just a reflection –
I'm not just a reflection.
Not real, not real, not real, not real, not real –
I'm you.
Who is he?
I'm you.
He's not real. He's real. Who was he? Don't. Don't think that. He's not real. He's –
I'm Canada.
He's Canada. He's me. I'm Canada? No, that's outrageous! Canada's a country! He's a nation!
Wait, he? No, it. IT'S NOT A PERSON!
Canada isn't him and he isn't Canada. Who is –?
Who was he?
A/N: Very short chapter but this is only the beginning. I always see those fanfictions where Harry is a nation and to saw it pisses me off is an understatement. I never see one with my second favorite character (Draco. Severus is the best!) And so I wanted to try one out. I will be posting a new fanfiction with the 2p nations and shit but yeah! Very confusing so far but I will right more details on what is happening in future chapter. And yes, Draco is only in fifth year. Sixth year would have been best but I don't want him to leave when that year end – I'd be depressed with myself.
By the way, this will be a Yaoi (BL). Vote either…
Harry x Canada/Draco
Or
Prussia x Canada/Draco
Canada will be the uke and Harry/Prussia will be the seme. You chose~! I'm on the Harry x Canada/Draco side so that will count but tell me your thoughts! Criticize! Thank you for reading this! I hope you like it and I will most likely update tomorrow for the day after that! Please vote in your review or PM me if you want. Over time, Draco will start looking like Canada.