-I am not going to put accents in (minus Hagrid's and a little bit of Scotland's, I guess) cuz I am horrible at it. When it is supposed to be accented, imagine it in your brain yourself while reading that they are speaking accented.

-Words of different languages have been Google Translated so please tell me if Google lied to me (idk if I will actually put them in though).

-Both Human and Country names used. If Human name has not been revealed I use Country name or fan-name.

-Sorry if OOC happens. It's unintended.

-I am ignoring 'Davie' in which it shows how a day of a Nation is longer to a human cuz I didn't understand it.

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I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR HETALIA

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Prolougue

The Visit

Harry

Harry was having another hot, normal, miserable day at Number 4, Privet Drive. He was watching the news, eyeing for anything that may be related to Voldemort.

It was going to be a 'normal' day like the Dursleys liked it to be when a knock at the door could be heard. Uncle Vernon went to greet whoever it was.

Harry could hear the door open and Uncle Vernon say: "Yes? Who might you be?"

"I need to see a certain boy in this house," came a familiar voice.

"Who? My son?"

"No, your nephew."

"Why do you need to see him?"

"I have something to give him."

"Give it to me, I'll hand it to him."

"No, if you'll just let me in…"

It then clicked in Harry's mind, and Harry rushed over to the door, and when the saw the person at the door. He saw the bushy eyebrows, green eyes, and the messy blonde hair. But… he was taller. Way taller. As if he aged years.

"…Arthur?" Harry said.

"Ah, there he is, may I go in, sir?" Arthur smiled.

"Don't tell me you're one of them," Uncle Vernon said.

"What do you mean by them, sir?"

Uncle Vernon opened and closed his mouth without saying anything and let him in. Harry happily led him to his room.

"Arthur! I am so glad you came! I've been receiving no letters at all!" Harry said.

"Ah, well I am sure there is a reason for that," Arthur said. Harry had a feeling he wasn't telling him something but Harry didn't question it as he was too grateful of him even just coming to visit him.

"…By the way, you seem older," Harry said.

"Oh, it's because I didn't drink the de-aging potion."

"The de-aging potion? But that potion as dangerous side-effects!"

"Harry, I'm immortal, remember?"

"Ah."

Harry had almost forgotten.

"I'm here to give you this," Arthur held out a phone of some sort, "This is a nation's phone. Again, keep this phone a secret. I gave one of these to Hermione already. Visited her too. Didn't even try to go to Ron's… he probably has no idea what a phone is. Thus, I actually have no idea where the Burrow actually is."

Harry laughed and nodded and held the phone.

"You can phone Lukas, Vlad and me directly from that phone anywhere, anytime. If you need help, phone us," Arthur said.

"Thank you, Arthur," Harry said.

"You're welcome, Harry," Arthur said, "Do you have anything you want to ask me before I leave? I got paperwork to tend to before the World Meeting I have to go to in two days to Mexico."

"Are you okay?" Harry asked immediately, "You said Voldemort can give you effects. His activities… and you're a bit paler than usual…"

"…No… Harry, the truth is I am not fine. That git has been effecting my brother's and I's health greatly these days," Arthur said, "Not a lot, but a little. Enough to make me a bit pale."

Harry didn't know what to do so he just patted Arthur on the back.

"Thanks, Harry…" Arthur sighed, "I swear, I will make sure to punish whoever had spilled the beans to Voldemort. And I will wipe every mark of Voldemort off of Earth."

"I'll help in that for sure. Um, and Arthur, have you been in contact with the others?"

"Minus that visit to Hermione, I haven't really owled her or Ron a lot. Vlad and Lukas I meet of course, at Meetings," Arthur said, "…You know, we could be talking with our real names."

"…I don't really feel comfortable for that yet…?" Harry said, "I'm used to calling you three by your human names."

"Oh, ok. Of course…" England said, and checked his watch, "I really must be going, Harry."

"Ok- uh, I'll accompany you out…"

"No need, Harry, would you open the window for me?"

Harry did what he said.

"Thank you, Harry… see you soon. Just tell your uncle I left like a ghost," Arthur winked, and the next second, a robin was in his place. A robin with green eyes, which was unusual - Harry assumed the green eyes were a mark that this was Arthur, like how Rita Skeeter's beetle form had the marks representing her glasses.

"You're a animagus?!" Harry exclaimed, and the Robin nodded, before flying off.

Harry went back downstairs, and Uncle Vernon asked where Arthur was, Harry said he left.

"But we didn't see him!"

"Let's say he flew off, Uncle."

"So he was one of your kind!"

"No… not really, Uncle Vernon."

And with that, Harry returned to the TV and watched the news with a smile.

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That was the prolougue.

I thank you for clicking on this fanfiction and considering to read it.

This will have weekly updates, every Sunday, until I have written everything- then this will become daily updates. For now I have written up to Ch11. For for 11 weeks at least, weekly updates are guaranteed.

Also, Elleore, my OC, may be appearing in this fanfiction - mentioned for sure. But she really isn't major here. The only influence from her is the Magic Trio trying to find a cure for her aging. BUT I KEEP ON FORGETTING TO WRITE THOSE BITS. HAHAHAHA. So it will only me implied that they are trying to do that.

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