/AN/ Hey guys, well this is my very first fanfiction so please try to be nice in the comments. I'm so excited! By the way, the story is in third person omniscient unless I say otherwise (which will happen towards the end of the chapter). By the way, I remembered at the last second I needed a title for my story… and it's kinda half-baked… But I did my best. Alright, um… here I go, I guess!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hetalia or Harry Potter, and if I owned either I would have better things to do than write fanfictions.

Prologue

"EVERYONE SHUT UP! THIS VORLD MEETING VILL NOTBE AS USELESS AS THE LAST ONE, AM I CLEAR!" Germany yelled, slamming his hands onto the table.

England slowly released the collar of France's shirt with a glare and Switzerland and Austria turned away from each other, arms folded. Belarus even walked away from Russia, but not after promising that one day she would be his bride.

"Dude, nothing is even-"There was a pause as the nation talking stopped to shove a hamburger into his mouth. He didn't, however, wait before he had swallowed it."-happenin….why…here…never told…I'm…hero…YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO TELL HEROES STUFF LIKE THAT!" He finished.

"America, don't talk with your mouth full. It's not polite." England sighed.

"Whatever, dude. So why are we here?" America replied flippantly.

The other nations exchanged nervous glances. They all knew why they were here, they had called a meeting for everyone but America and discussed it.

England cleared his throat and all eyes fell on him. "America, your boss, um, sent me a letter. A request…"

"Say it already! Some of us have things we need to do!" Austria yelled, annoyed.

England glared at Austria and continued. "Well this is what he said-" He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and read what was on it aloud. "Dear Arthur, I hope this reaches you soon. I am writing about Alfred. Well… He's useless. He can't do anything impressive and he doesn't know much. That isn't counting his knowledge of history for obvious reasons. Please teach him something, anything useful-America's boss."

There was a momentary uncomfortable silence, but America spoke up. "There's no way I'm the Alfred he's talking about, I'm amazing at everything I do. I amthe hero after all."

"I'm not quite done." England told him, then he read," P.S. If you read this to him, tell him 'Yes America, you're the Alfred I'm talking about."

"So where are you sending me?" America asked, giving up.

"WHY ON EARTH DO YOU THINK WE'RE HAVING THIS BLOODY MEETING?" England hissed.

America shrugged. "Dude you didn't tell me yet."

England ignored him and looked around the room to see if anyone had a suggestion, but Greece was asleep, France was flirting with a waitress, (Not that he would've taken his suggestions anyway) Italy was babbling to Germany, Switzerland had started arguing with Austria again, Poland was talking about his new pony to Lithuania, and Belarus had wandered back over to Russia with a marriage form that she insisted he sign. In other words, everyone had lost interest and was paying no attention.

"Does anyone have anyideas?" England called over the noise, losing his patience.

"Excuse me Mr. Britain, but don't you have a magic school? Hog...Hogwarts?"

England looked across the table and saw that Japan had brought it up.

He was nervously raising his hand, and some of the countries who hadn't been paying attention before looked over to them.

"That's true, and any unique things America can do because he's a nation could be brushed off as using magic..." England pointed out, warming up to the idea, then he grinned at Japan. "That's a brilliant idea!"

Japan gave a small smile.

"BUT IT'LL BE BORING ALL ALONE!" America whined.

"...I'll go..." The Canadian speaking was completely ignored.

"America you have to go and before you ask I will not go with you." England replied, his mind set.

"England I can go with him." Again, he was ignored.

"I'll be bored!" America complained.

"America, England..." Canada couldn't even finish his sentence.

England glared. "Stop being such a child! School is for learning.Not entertainment." He snapped.

Canada was now EXTREMELY annoyed. "ENGLAND! I'LL GO WITH ALFRED!" He tried to yell, but it came out quietly.

However it was loud enough for them to just barely hear.

"Yeah, can I bring Canada, Britain? Of course I can, a hero always needs a side-kick!" America agreed, wrapping an arm around Canada.

"I guess I could have Matthew watch you if he went, that sounds like a good idea." England smiled, then he looked out to everyone else with an annoyed look. "And thank you everyone else for helping so much."He snarled sarcastically, turning to leave, then he said over his shoulder, "America, Canada, remember to keep your being nations a secret. I don't know what would happen if they found out but just... Keep it a secret. I'll bring you there on the first of September, and I'll get you your supplies to save me the trouble of shopping with you. Of course I guess you'll need to come with me to get your wands, but that's it. Goodbye then." With that he exited the room.

As the other countries left the room, some grumbling about not needing to be there, America turned to Canada. "This is gonna be AWESOME bro!"

Canada smiled weakly.

America grabbed Canada's arm and led him out of the room, talking excitedly about going to the magic school with him.

The Canadian didn't say anything while his brother talked, he would have been ignored anyway.

"I wonder if it was smart volunteering to go with him..." Canada thought.

"It's great that you're coming bro, we're totally gonna have an awesome time! And no meetings-" Alfred continued as they walked.

Matthew smiled. "I guess it won't be too bad."

Dumbledore P.O.V.

There was a knock on Albus Dumbledore's door. "Professor Dumbledore?" called a voice.

"Come in Minerva." Dumbledore called back.

A woman in came in, emerald robes billowing behind her, with a letter in her hand. "Albus, an owl came for you from a Mr. Arthur Kirkland."

"Would you be so kind as to read it to me?" He asked politely.

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and read, "I have two family members who are wizards, I imagine you didn't know about them because they recently moved from North America. I hope you don't mind if they attend your school- their names are Alfred Jones and Matthew Williams. Enjoy the rest of your summer- Arthur Kirkland."

Dumbledore's eyes twinkled. "Tell him yes, of course we'd love to have Mr. Jones and Mr. Williams."

"Alright, I will immediately." Professor McGonagall said, and as she turned to walk away.

"Don't you think it's odd that he just said North America and didn't specify which country?" Dumbledore mused and Professor McGonagall turned to look at them.

"What are you getting at?" She asked curiously.

"Nothing, really. Would you care for a lemon drop?" Dumbledore said cheerfully.

"No thank you. Goodbye then, Albus." She said and she shut the door behind her.

"Goodbye." He replied as the door shut.

/AN/ Well I added some of the wizard world and some of Hetalia. I didn't find it necessary to write about Harry, because we all know that around this time he is either fighting his uncle for a letter from Hogwarts or talking to Hagrid. I hope I've caught your interest; the next chapter will come soon!