Hetalia created by Hidekaz Himaruya
Harry Potter created by J.K. Rowling
I just want to thank you for all the love you have gave me, it was deeply appreciated. I really did not think I would get such a positive response! So again thank you.
Also I have edited the prologue since it was full of face palming grammar and spelling (that I have hopefully sorted out). I have also added an little, tiny, ity-bitty detail that I should of put in.
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Hermione, a almost woman with brown, bushy hair and hazel eyes, huffed as she lost sight of Ginny. And the others by the looks of things. All around her where witches and wizards, pushing and shoving, swarming to an the intriguing objects created by the Weasley twins. How where they able to create such an amazing pieces of magic, that could put a teacher (of course not from Hogwarts) to shame, when they could hardly get 6 O.W.L.s between them was beyond her.
Scrunching up her nose in determination, inhaling the body odes and an odd exotic incense, she pushed and shoved her way through the crowd of sardines to an more spacious and breathable place. Followed by a chorus of 'pardon me' and 'excuses me', she did not want to come off as completely rude after all.
Reaching her destination of a more spacious place, were she could look for the others without being in everyone's way, she looked at the shelf she was next to. It was full of tacky, useless, touristy items that where not as marvels as the other things in this shop, so no wonder why there was no one here to investigate them.
Turning back round to the large crowd she went on her tip toes (thanks to her small stature) trying to pin-point the flaming red hair of the Weasleys. But even there hair, as bold as a poppy in the middle of a muddy field, blended into the background of this shop with its bright oranges and reds. Frowning and growling slightly she turned back to the shelf.
"They can look for me themselves." She muttered, picking up an Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes Snow Globe to pass the time and to fill her curiosity. As she shock it a small firework display filled the globe, creating a gold glitter that gently fell around the miniature shop, that was an exact replica of the one she is in. She gasped in aw, feeling like an five year old child, transfixed at it. She shock it again, again and again. Beautiful.
"Never seen a wizarding snow globe before?"
Jumping slightly, almost dropping the snow globe, she put it back down onto the shelf in its original place. Pink dusted her cheeks for being caught acting like a child, as she turned to the one that had spoke to her.
He was a young man, about twenty-two to twenty-four, with messy blond hair, grass green eyes and pale skin with a couple of light freckles. Despite being a man, he was short and was, in all truth, quite handsome/cute depending the way you look at it. But one of his more predominate features is his eyebrows. They where neat but they where enormous. It was quite hard not to look at them.
He looked at her quizzically, waiting for an answer.
"Um, no. In all truth I have not been in the wizarding world long enough for things like this not to amaze me." She flushed, feeling even more stupid.
"I see. So are you buying things for school? Obviously not hear of course."
"Yes we are. We're nearly finished, just need to get the new History books that where on the list."
"I see. So you are from Hogwarts then?" He picked up a snow globe.
"Yes, sixth year actually," Her brows furrowed slightly. "How did you know I'm from Hogwarts?"
He looked at her in a way that told her he was not going to answer. She hated people who avoided questions.
The man shock the snow globe just as how she did moments ago. The glitter was blue instead of gold. His eyes looked intensively at the globe, studying it. Putting it down he glanced around the shop only for his vision to land back onto Herminie again.
"Quite a spectacular shop, is it not? Not my cup of tea since people should be working or doing something constructive instead of pulling practical jokes, but still spectacular." Hermione could note help but note the sound of pride in the mans voice.
"I have to agree with you there. An interesting shop but I can think of better things to do then pull jokes." She hummed "I actually know the twins that now the shop."
"Oh really?" He looked at her in interest.
"Yes I do. As a matter of fact I'm with some of there family and two friends to do our school shopping."
He hummed. Hermione suddenly felt uncomfortable with the silence that loomed over them. Taking a breath, she decided that it was her turn to ask the questions.
"So who are you travelling with? Since it is unsafe to travel on your own at times like this."
"No one. I can look after myself." His expression did not change. If anything it was more serious.
"B-but what if the Death Eaters get you! You will die! L-let alone survive!" She almost shouted, flabbergast. She looked at him with wide eyes and a gapping mouth. What was he, stupid?!
"Don't worry. I don't die that easy." As he said this he nodded to her, saying good bye. Turning his heel he walked into the wall of people.
Hermione stood there, dumbstruck. All respect for the man shattered form a simple sentence. Funny how that can happen. Hermione shook her head to clear herself from the shock and to look for the man. But it was fruitless. The sea of people where still there, clustered around different objects, chattering. She stood on her tip-toes, just as she did when she looked for a Weasley, but as with the Weasleys it was hopeless. She has lost him.
She bit her lip, hoping that he would be O.K. she shook her head once again. She should go back to the task she originally had, which was friend hunting. Joy.
Her head snapped left as she heard her name being shouted for. Straightening up to see who it was she spotted Ginny waving at her, surrounded by the twins and small fluffy creatures that came in different shades of pinks and purples. They looked quite cute.
Glade that she has been found, she braced herself for tackling the swarms of people, stronger body Oder and rude remarks that she is going to get to get there.