Authors Note: I'M SSOO SSSSSOOOOORRRRRYYYYY! I have no excuses for why this is so late. I made them 11 year olds because I thought that it would've been very suspicious I it 2 new students form out of the country randomly come in when Voldemort was regaining strength. I also wanted to see their interaction The Toad Lady (Professor Umbridge) Now after a long wait, Chapter 3! Disclaimer.

Chapter 3

Harry Potter walked through the corridors of the Hogwarts Express with a solemn expression on his face. Both Ron and Hermione had left him to because they were perfects, and they had to be down at the other end of the train with the other heads of house. However, that is not the reason why Harry was in such a solemn mood. He felt like a punished child; no one would explain anything to him. No one would tell him anything about what was going on. Harry felt in the dark without any knowledge of the outside world. Also, the fact that Dumbledore had been ignoring him just made him more curious about what really was going on in the wizarding world.

Sighing, Harry decided to take up residence in the nearest compartment since he had no where else to go. He opened the compartment door to reveal two first year students. They looked like twins, but for some reason one was asleep while the other was holding what looked like a polar bear. The twin that was awake was looking out the window so Harry's entrance went unnoticed. Harry cleared his throat, and the first year looking towards him.

"Excuse me, may I sit here?" Harry asked, deciding to be a good gentleman.

"Yes, of course." the boy answered, however it was barely audible to Harry. Next to him, his twin brother snored loudly. Harry sat opposite of the two brothers.

"Sorry, it was a long plane ride here." the boy whispered to Harry. It was silent for awhile.

"So, where are you from?" Harry asked. The boy thought for a few seconds before answering.

"Uh, we're from North America." it sounded more like a question than an answer to Harry. He also thought it strange that the boy didn't specify which country he and his brother were form.

"That's cool, I'm Harry by the way, Harry Potter." the boy almost gasped had Harry's name. Harry inwardly sighed, another person that would either idolize him or hate him. Even though he was from a different continent Harry was sure that the boy had heard the rumors about Harry's "wild stories", and he probably thought that Harry was off his rocker saying that Voldemort had returned.

"I'm Matthew Williams and this is my brother Alfred F. Jones." Harry had little time to wonder why twin brothers had different last names before Alfred awoke the moment Matthew had said his name.

"What about me?" he asked sleepily before falling onto the floor. Matthew sighed at his brother's antics.

"I was just giving your name to Harry." Matthew answered his brother calmly.

"Harry, as in Harry Potter?" Alfred looked at Harry waiting for an answer.

"Uh, …. yes." Harry answered, hoping that Alfred wouldn't freak out.

"Oh, so you're the person we're supposed to ….." the last part was muffled because Matthew put his hand over his brother's mouth.

"What are you supposed to do?" ventured Harry.

"Oh, nothing, Its just sometimes my brother comes up with crazy stories when he wakes up," Matthew answered that way too quickly for Harry's taste, "Isn't that right, Alfred!" the last part directed toward Alfred had an evil tint to it. Alfred nodded enthusiastically while his brother directed an evil glare toward him. Harry did not know what to think of the two brothers. They could've been spies for Voldemort, but that seemed unlikely since they were so young. Still, he couldn't help but feel that there was something that they were hiding. They both seemed to have some big secret that they were both intent on keeping.

"Artie! Mattie is being scary again!" Alfred screamed after finally freeing his mouth from the coverage of his brother's hand.

"Arthur isn't here! Why are you calling to him?!" Mattie screamed whispered back at Alfred. The two brothers were now trying to strangle each other. Nope, definitely not Death Eaters. They were too proud to act like this.

"Who is Arthur?" Harry asked. The twins stopped trying to strangle each other to look at Harry.

"Well, you see, he's our older brother." Matthew started.

"His full name is Arthur Kirkland, but I like to call him Artie or Iggy. He yells at me a lot and tells me to stop being so stupid and annoying." Alfred finished.

"He yells at you because you are constantly annoying him, and he hates the nicknames you made up for him." Matthew stated in a monotone.

"Wait a minute, why do you have different last names when all three of you are brothers? Also, why do the two of you have different accents?" Harry asked. Matthew immediately disappeared from the conversation leaving the rest to Alfred. Alfred looked around nervously while trying to come up with something to tell Harry.

"Well, you see…. you see….. um…. we were raised…. separately and, uh …." Alfred was saved by the opening of the door to the compartment to reveal a girl that looked to be in Harry's year. She had long blonde hair and a dreamy expression on her face.

"Hello, I'm Luna Lovegood. May a sit here? There's no more room in any of the other compartments." Luna asked in a voice that seemed to be only halfway in this world.

"Sure." Matthew appeared again to answer Luna's question, but his voice was a barley audible whisper. Luckily, Luna seemed to hear the answer just fine, and sat next to Harry. She took out a newspaper entitled The Quibbler, and started to read it upside-down.

"Anything good to read in there?" asked Matthew.

"Yes, there's an article about how some wizards think that there are personifications of countries." Alfred and Matthew both paled a bit thinking that someone had given them away.

"Personifications of countries?" Harry asked to himself. Luna heard, and she looked away from her newspaper and directly at Harry.

"My father says that they are beings as old as the country he or she represents. He also says they are full of unimaginable wisdom and have felt anything wrong in their counties. They also fight in every war the country has been in, and they remember every event that has ever occurred in their country. In some cases they even go around with human names and interact with their citizens, but I've heard that a long time ago they weren't afraid to show who they really were. Nowadays, they hide their identities so they can protect themselves from people who want to take over their counties. When the personifications are controlled their people are in the control of the person who controls the personification. However, I think in order to have complete control over a country you have to put one of the Unforgivable curses on them. I think it was called the Imperius Curse. Not many people believe in personifications, but my father and I do."

During Luna's speech about personifications Alfred and Matthew were gripping their seat, and trying to look calm. Luckily for them, Harry and Luna weren't paying much attention to them. After the speech Luna gave to Harry to explain about personification Alfred and Matthew relaxed a little bit. The school year hadn't even started, and their cover was already in jeopardy. They had to make sure to stay away from Luna so she can't discover their identities. Harry was lost in his thoughts about what Luna had said. Maybe he should ask Hermione if there was any credibility to the personifications. However, he couldn't shake the feeling that they were out there. Watching over their people at a distance.

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Alfred and Matthew gazed up at the amazing castle from the boats. Their mouths opened in awe looking up at Hogwarts. They both understood now why England always spoke fondly of the place. It was absolutely magnificent. They entered into Hogwarts through grand doors, and were lead upstairs to meet a lady that had stern eyes and the no nonsense look about her.

"Welcome new students to Hogwarts," she greeted the first years with a stern voice, "I am Professor McGonagall. Follow me into the Great Hall so you can be sorted into houses. No lollygagging, and keep up!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Alfred shouted cheerfully. Professor McGonagall looked at him with her sternest stare, and led the first years through a labyrinth of hallways that made up Hogwarts. Before they entered the doors they were met by some of the resident spirits of Hogwarts School. Alfred screamed loudly, and ran behind Matthew.

"Don't worry Mattie, I'll protect you from back here!" he screeched.

"Alfred, Arthur said that the ghosts here can't hurt you." Matthew whispered back at his brother.

"Tell that to the ones at my place!" Alfred replied.

"Young man, what do you think your doing!" Professor McGonagall yelled at Alfred.

"I'm protecting my brother from back here." Alfred answered.

"He's afraid of ghosts, but he won't admit it." Matthew stated.

"No I'm not!" Alfred objected.

"Now mister …"

"Jones."

"Now Mr. Jones, the spirits that inhabit this school are nothing to be afraid of I assure you." Professor McGonagall told Alfred, "students onto the sorting."

The first years walked into the Great Hall with heavy nerves. Everyone seemed to be shy and nervous as the older students looked at them. Everyone except Alfred of course and Matthew doubted that they could even see him. Kumajiro looked around the room with curiosity as he had just woken up from a nap. They were lead up to an old hat right in front of the table where the teachers were sitting. Alfred looked up and saw Arthur sitting at the teachers table with all the other professors. He waved at Arthur while Arthur tried to pretend that he didn't know Alfred. Out of the corner of his eye, Matthew saw Harry looking at the teacher's table with confusion.

The sorting hat started to sing its song. The twins had to keep their shock inside as the old hat started to sing it's warning to Hogwarts and the Houses. Then, it was time for the sorting. Professor McGonagall starting to read of the long list of names while the hat decided which house they belonged to. After what seemed like forever for Alfred his name was called.

"Jones, Alfred F." Alfred sat on a stool, and the hat was placed on top of his head. Alfred almost freaked out again when the hat spoke to him.

"You are a very interesting young man. You are very dumb, arrogant, and annoying around others, but you also have an intelligent side about you that is only seen by yourself and your twin. Even though parts of you mind are blocked to me, which is to be expected from you Mr. Jones, I can tell that you care about your family very much. You've grown much since we last met."

"You've met me before?" Alfred asked inside his head.

"Why yes, I should not be so surprised that you don't remember me America, but I have always remembered all of you personifications." Alfred had a shocked look on his face.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, America. After all, you're the one who made me promise that 300 years ago back when you told me who you were. I have to warn you though. You Know Who may be after England for control over this country. He also may be after every single one of you, so be careful. GRYFFINDOR!" Only the last part was heard by the other students. Alfred took a seat at the Gryffindor table and waited for his brother to be sorted. To Alfred, all the other names swept away along a river in his mind, he was unable to comprehend them. His mind was focused on what the sorting hat had said to him. He would have to consult Matthew later.

"Williams, Matthew." Matthew walked up and sat on the same stool as Alfred did. The hat was placed on his head.

"Hello, again Mr. Williams." the hat greeted.

"We've met before?" Matthew asked the hat.

"Oh, yes, a long, long time ago. I know many people don't see you, and you hate that about the world. However, even though your brother is the cause of this you still love him the same way you've always had when you were children. Canada, I'm going to give you the same warning that I gave to your brother." Canada was taken aback a bit when the sorting hat revealed that he knew his identity, "Don't worry Canada. I have never told any one person's secret to another soul. After all, you and Alfred made me promise that after you two told me that you were nations. As to why you told me the secret I cannot tell. You must look within your memories long forgotten to find the answer. Now, though, you must focus to make sure that no one figures out your secret. You Know Who may be after you so be careful. GRYFFINDOR!" Matthew thanked the sorting hat for his warning, and joined Alfred at the Gryffindor table.

After eating the feast Dumbledore stood to address the students. His speech went one reminding them about the forest, and Argus Filch's rules and regulations, " We have three changes of staff this year. We are pleased to welcome Professor Grubbly-Plank back, who will be taking Care of Magical Creatures, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Professor Dolores Umbridge, and, since Professor Binns has finally moved on, meet Professor Arthur Kirkland." Harry looked at the table at Professor Kirkland in disbelief, the brother of Matthew Williams and Alfred F. Jones was the new teacher for History of Magic.

This is a horrible way to end a chapter, but I promise that I will try to update sooner. At least my chapters are getting longer. BTW I don't plan to put in parings. R&R