Author's Note: Sapphire again! How's it going bros? :3 I have to say, finishing this chapter the day after I posted my first one, is a huge accomplishment for me. Especially since it's so long! XD But I feel like I might have some mistakes during this chapter because I wrote it so quickly, so be free to let me know if you catch any! I try to triple, even quadruple check, my chapters before posting them. BUT I ALWAYS MISS SOMETHING. D': Also, I'll start replying to reviews this chapter! Please enjoy! SAPPHIRE OUT!

Dark Void Princess 21: Yay, that means we like the same characters! c: And thanks! It's good to know that people enjoy this!

Awesome11: Actually, if you look back at my previous note, I refer to how Lovino is human!Romano, not the actual Romano. :3 Still, glad you enjoy it!

Idea-explosion: Weeeeeell, I can't tell you WHY I put Canada in Slytherin, but you'll start to see why in this chapter! And yes...SO MUCH TENSION. Once again, I can't explain, but in this chapter you'll get your answers on Britain...As soon as you begin reading, in fact. And possibly! I've never done Camano before, so if you have any ideas on how it should work, I'd love know your opinion. And I'm making Lovino human!Romano, instead of the real one. And yep. What I was going for was making him naive, as he is a twelve-year-old. :3 Oh, and before I forget, I might add human!Veneziano, if you want me to! :D

Warning: Genderbends and mild language used! Don't like, please move along and don't read~

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia! If I did, I probably wouldn't be writing this. xD

Chapter Two: Anger Behind the Mist

"Okay, let's bring this meeting to order!" Germany yelled above the chaos of yet another World Meeting. Britain reluctantly relinquished his hold on France's neck and sat down with a grumpy scowl. His enormous eyebrows were drawn together as he settled into the slick leather, black chair. It wasn't because he had to stop strangling France, but because something seemed to be missing from the meeting. Two somethings, in fact.

"All right. Good," Germany sighed with annoyance, "Now, does anyone know where America is?" Complete silence answered his question. Well, almost complete silence, if you ignored Italy's airhead murmurs of pasta. Germany looked stoically around the room, his blue eyes searching each of the countries' faces, "No one?"

"I would like to point out that mon petite Canada is not here as well," said France, wiping away a mock tear, "It has me worried for her well-being!"

Almost all of the nations turned with a confused expression to gaze at France, "Who?"

"Canada!" France repeated angrily.

"Regardless," Germany growled through gritted teeth in an attempt to bring the room back to order, "One, possibly two, countries are absent from the meeting. Britain, call America's boss to find out why she isn't here and France, do the same for this so-called Canadia."

"Canada," France corrected, "And oui! I'll do it right away!" Both nations left the room to call the missing countries' respective bosses, leaving the others to mess around, much like in the beginning of the meeting. When the nations returned, they both walked in with their own variants of a worried expression. France was openly distraught, while Britain scowled with his mouth in a thin line. Upon the very unusual sight of worry from both of the nations, the room went silent.

"So?" Germany asked with a raised eyebrow, "Where are they?"

"Apparently, they're both missing," Britain stated with the smallest tidbits of worry slipping into his voice.

"MISSING?!" The room exclaimed in shock.

-*O*=.=*O*-

Madeline awkwardly tied her emerald-silver tie around her neck. It was her first actual school day at Hogwarts. To be honest, it was a bit nerve-wrecking. Not only had she been sorted into the house known for trouble and snotty people, but she also had the feeling the other Slytherin girls were sneering at her every time she turned her back.

She walked from the Girl Dorms into the Common Room, suspicion grabbing her heart like a cold hand when the room fell into a hush upon her arrival. She grabbed her books, bitting her lip when she heard a girl mutter, 'People like her are bringing Slytherin down.' Madeline immediately rushed out of the room to her first class, simply to get away from the others. This was a new feeling. She was being noticed, but she hated it. She wanted her invisibility to take over, for the very first time in her life.

Somewhere on the way to her class, Amelia had actually joined Madeline. As usual, Amelia did most of the talking.

"It's such a shame you got put in Slytherin," Amelia said the word as if it left a foul taste in her mouth, "I mean, I expected you to get in that lame house Hufflepuff, but Slytherin? I never even thought about it." Amelia continued to ramble on much like that, Madeline clenching her hands into fists all the while. She was getting rather fed up with how Amelia constantly looked down on her, and finally, Madeline exploded.

"Well, Amelia," Madeline snapped in anger, "It's so nice to know how much you think I'm stupid and lame. Well, news flash, you're just an idiot who cares only about herself. You're lazy, arrogant, and getting fat from all those hamburgers you eat. I'm lucky I didn't get put into Gryffindor, because then I would be around people who are just as stupid as you." She quickened her pace and left a gaping Amelia to stand alone in the hallway.

As Madeline neared the Herbology lab, a curious feeling settled over her. Satisfaction and...was that pride? Was the feeling caused by what she had said to Amelia? And on that thought, what on earth had possessed her to say such things? Although they were true and Madeline often thought about them, she never had the audacity to actually say them!

"Ciao, Madeline!"

Madeline stopped in mid-step and turned to face a certain scowling Italian. She smiled softly and waved, "Oh, hey, Lovino."

A smirk tugged Lovino's pale lips upwards, "I saw what you did back there. That was amazing. You really showed up your sister."

"Th-Thanks," Madeline smiled weakly. She still was a little shocked about the entire situation.

"Come on. We'll be late to Herbology if we wait any longer."

-*O*=.=*O*-

The Meeting Room was in complete chaos. Papers were scattered everywhere, some countries called their bosses frantically, and others scanned some of the scattered papers. They were all searching for the missing countries. Now, you might think the chaos was uncalled for, but you need only think about it. It was almost physically impossible for a nation to go missing when their own country was still intact, unless they were at some kind of war or the like. So, for not only one, but two countries to go missing out of the blue, was a cause for great panic. It meant that something dangerous, something other than war, had plucked two nations from sight.

"I found something!" Japan exclaimed, bent over a laptop. The countries immediately stopped what they were doing and sprinted over to the small Asian man.

"What is it?" Italy asked, his auburn eyes glued to Japan's computer screen.

"Just look," Japan clicked the play button. The video was obviously taken from a security camera, which showed America and Canada talking. They appeared to be in the middle of a conversation when Canada suddenly bent over in pain. America looked at her with worry, before she too succumbed to the pain. They soon both fell over, completely unconscious. However, that wasn't the most shocking part. After they fell unconscious, their bodies seemed to shrink, the age disappearing from their faces.

As soon as the two had been transformed into 12-year-olds, the video cut off. "The rest of the video was too corrupted," Japan explained.

"Did they just...?" Germany asked in unbelief.

"Turn into children? Yes, I'm afraid so," Japan explained solemnly.

"That's... Impossible," France muttered, "It's like magic." At the word magic, all the nations paused before turning to look at Britain.

"What?" Britain said indignantly, "Why are you all looking at me?"

"America and Canada were turned into children, aru," China spoke monotonously, "As if by magic."

"Your nation is the most densely wizard populated country, da?" Russia smiled in that creepy, childish way of his, "Then it must be your fault."

"Wankers! You think I would do this? The nerve!"

"When was the last time you used magic?" Japan asked.

"Five days ago, but-"

France pointed his finger at Britain with a successful smirk, "Then there you go! The time and date on the video go back five days ago! Your faulty magic must have turned them into children!"

"How dare you, fro-"

"We can place the blame later," Germany interjected, "For now we need to find America and Canada, then find out a way to turn them back to normal. Japan, can you trace the video and find where they are now?"

"Already on it," The Japanese man replied before typing something on the keyboard, "It appears they are in a secluded area of Scotland, near the town of Hogsmeade. Specifically, the school for witches and wizards known as Hogwarts."

Britain groaned, "Oh, bloody fantastic! They just had to be in Scotland. Scotland is going to be such a pain about this."

-*O*=.=*O*-

Madeline and Lovino walked out of the Herbology lab, both of them rubbing their ears after a painful lesson on Mandrakes, or as that smart aleck from Gryffindor, Hermione Granger, had said, also known as Mandragora.

"It's official, I hate Herbology now," Madeline groaned.

Lovino scrunched his nose, "Same here."

"We have lunch next, so off to the Great Hall!"

The two Slytherins ran towards the Great Hall, completely unaware of the chaos about to unfold.

-*O*=.=*O*-

The Slytherin table let out a series of chuckles after Ronald Weasley from Gryffindor had finished listening to his "Howler." What shocked Madeline the most is that she even laughed. Madeline was starting to get a little frightened at what being in Slytherin was doing to her. Or, was this simply how Madeline was all along, but she was only now being more open about it? First, she had yelled at Amelia, then laughed at someone else's misfortune. What would be the next step?

"Hey, where's that familiar of your's?" Lovino suddenly inquired. Madeline looked around, to find Lovino was right. Kumajiro had disappeared.

"Gross, get this thing away from me!" Madeline and Lovino turned to a girl at their table, who was glaring in disgust at a certain polar bear.

"Food," Kumajiro commanded, pawing at the girl's lanky legs. The girl was so shocked by the fact that the animal could talk, that she flung her leg. Kumajiro was sent flying into the air, roughly slamming into the wall before ungracefully dropping to the ground. Madeline instantly jumped up and dashed over to the polar bear, evaluating his condition. His eyes were clenched shut, letting out painful, shuddering breaths every time he exhaled. Overall, his condition wasn't awful, but he might have a broken rib or two.

"Rotten little thing. Deserved it, pawing and whining like that," The girl scoffed, drawing laughter from some of her friends. Madeline balled her hands into fists, causing her knuckles to whiten. She stood up from kneeling and pulled a hockey stick out of seemingly nowhere, so that she could look into the girl's arrogant brown eyes. Her own eyes were now vacant and deadly and stared into the girl's very soul. Instead of a calming violet-blue, her eyes had completely turned into a violet which showed she would give no mercy.

"How dare you hurt Kumajiro," Madeline growled threateningly.

The girl, realizing that there was actual danger, stepped back, "I-I'm s-sorr-"

"You'll pay for hurting Kumajiro!" Madeline raised her hockey stick into the air, ready to strike with full force, but her arm was suddenly stopped by none other than Amelia.

"It's okay, Maddie. Calm down," Amelia whispered comfortingly, "Just look, you're about to hurt someone. That isn't like you. Put the hockey stick away."

Madeline glared at Amelia and looked back at the girl. Her eyes widened upon realizing the fear in those eyes. The hockey stick immediately disappeared and her eyes turned back to their normal hue. Madeline embraced Amelia, sobbing into the American's shoulder, "I-I'm s-so s-s-sorry...!"

Amelia hugged her sister back, rubbing soothing circles on her back, "It's okay, shhhh." Lovino could only watch the scene with confusion. What had just happened? How had that smiling, shy girl from the train...turn into that in a matter of seconds? What was happening to his newfound friend?

Lovino walked over to Madeline, looking over her sobbing form with hazel eyes, "Are you all right, Madeline?"

Madeline, not even bothering to lie, shook her head on Amelia's shoulder. Worry flashed in Lovino's eyes, which was a very rare thing to see. He opened his mouth to say something to comfort her, but closed it again quickly. In all honesty, he had no idea how to comfort her. He never did that kind of thing, so he was at a lost at what to do.

"Did you see that?" The girl who had hurt Kumajiro screeched, "She tried to kill me!"

Lovino instantly whipped a glare onto the girl, "You provoked her by hurting her familiar. It was all your fault, and in case you didn't notice, she stopped before she did anything. So, do the world a favor and shut up."

The girl was instantly silenced and stared at Lovino in a shocked, flabbergasted manner. He was grateful that he had made her go quiet. He really didn't want to hear anymore of that annoying little voice.

Lovino looked back at Madeline, trying to puzzle out the latest developments. But more importantly, he needed to figure a way to help his friend out.

"Madeline, I'm going to take Kumajiro to Madame Pompfrey. Do you want to stay here with your sister, or come with me?" He questioned in a soft voice.

"I-I'll come," Madeline sniffed, rubbing at her red, puffy eyes.

"I'll come with you too," Amelia grinned, one of her arms slung on Madeline's shoulder.

Lovino simply nodded in acknowledgement as he knelt down. He gently gathered Kumajiro's body into his arms, careful not to cause further pain. He stood up and jerked his head in the direction of the Infirmary, "Let's go."