A/N: I'm back! It's been… six days since the last update. I apologise for the wait! I got braces, had to revise and other stuff kept popping up. This would have been up yesterday, but I had a rowing regatta. I also apologise for how bad this chapter is. I think it gets better nearer the end. I should hopefully update once a week from now on.

A huge thank you to all those lovely people who have reviewed, followed and favourited! You are my motivation!

Disclaimer: Me no own. Don't doubt the fuzzy one when he says that I don't own Hetalia and Harry Potter. They belong to their respective owners.

Chapter 4

"What are you doing here?" Arthur asked, his large eyebrows furrowing.

"I came to see you of course!"

"But you're not meant to be coming until tomorrow!" Ludwig said.

"We all decided to come a day early to surprise you!"

"Oh great, where are the others?"

"Lovi's looking for Feli. That's all I know."

"Come with us to potions. We'll find the others at lunch."

Arthur spun Antonio around and went to lead him to potions. It was then they remembered about the golden trio, who were staring in awe at recent events.

"I forgot about you three. Harry, Ron, Hermione, meet our friend Antonio."

"Hola!"

Harry and Hermione recognised the voice as the Spanish man from the howler, the one dubbed 'Spain'. He was the one from the platform who hugged the Italian.

"Antonio? The same Antonio whose armada you defeated? The Spain from the howler this morning?" Hermione asked.

Arthur swore under his breath. These children were too observant.

"Yup! This is Antonio Fernandez Carriedo!" Alfred said cheerfully.

They made to walk to potions, but were stopped by a loud crash from behind them. The seven turned round to see a man with spiked up blond hair. He was wearing a long black coat and a tiny hat was perched on his head. He ran towards them, arms outstretched.

"Alfred!" He yelled.

"Matthias!" Alfred yelled, running towards the other man, his arms also outstretched. They met halfway and high-fived.

"Oh great, Matthias is here." Arthur said, sighing. There was the pitter patter of more feet, and four more men all appeared from round the corner. All had blond hair, although ones were more silver. The silver haired one had purplish eyes and a puffin sitting on his shoulder. One of the blonds had a cross barrette keeping his hair back from his dull blue eyes. One had purple eyes and looked very cheerful and the final had piercing blue eyes and glasses. He was very tall.

The one with the cross pin marched up to the one which had high-fived Alfred and began to choke him with his tie.

"Don't. Run. Off." He stated.

"I'm sorry Norge!" The man choked. The golden trio looked at each other. Norge? The Norge which could not be told?

"Hello Arthur, Alfred, Ludwig!" The cheerful one smiled happily.

"I apologise for Matthias' behaviour." Norge said. "Who are your friends Arthur?"

"This is Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley and Harry Potter." Arthur told his fellow magic trio member.

"I am Lukas Bondevik. This idiot is Matthias Køhler. My brother here is Emil."

"I'm not your brother!" The one named Emil shouted.

"DNA doesn't lie."

"'M Berwald. Th's 'm wife, T'no." The tall scary one said.

"I'm not your wife!" Tino told Berwald.

"We really need to go to potions now." Hermione stressed.

"You're right. You six, come with us." Ludwig took command. The twelve ran down the corridors of Hogwarts to the dungeons. They would have made it on time if they hadn't had crashed into a group of people. When everyone had recovered, they saw it was the two Asian Ravenclaws, two men and two women.

Everyone dusted themselves off.

"Sorry about that Yao, Kiku. We were just going to potions."

"Aiyah..." Yao muttered, rubbing his head.

"Apologies Arthur-San. We were heading to herbology when we found our siblings. They forced us to take them with us." Kiku glared at one of the men. He had dark hair, a curl with a smiley face (?) sticking out and a smile on his face.

"Don't be mean Kiku." One of the women scolded. She was very pretty with black hair, a curl coming out near the front and a flower residing in said hair.

"Yeah Kiku, don't be mean to your brother!" The man whom had been glared at said with a smile.

"This is Harry, Ron and Hermione!" Alfred introduced the three, who had no idea why these people were randomly appearing in their school, and why all the transfers seemed to know them.

"Im Yong Soo, da-ze!" The smiling man exclaimed. He seemed to have a similar personality to Alfred.

"Mei." The pretty woman said.

"Lan" the other woman said. Her dark hair was tied up.

"Arthit" The final man said. He had dark, sticky up hair and glasses.

"We really must be going now. Take the Nordics and Antonio with you, please!" Arthur begged.

"Gomenasai." Kiku stated before running off, siblings in tow.

"Bye Arthur, Alfred, Ludwig. See you around!" Yao shouted as he was dragged round the corner.

"Quickly!" Ludwig shouted, and they quickly set off again.

The group made it to the dungeons a lot quicker than they would have if Ludwig hasn't have been there. He was a slave driver when he needed to be. The group barged through the door just as Professor Slughorn was starting to explain the potions on all the desks.

"Hello there! I know Harry if course, but you are...?" Harry grimaced at the memory of meeting Slughorn.

"Arthur Kirkland."

"Alfred F. Jones, A.K.A the hero!" Arthur face palmed.

"Ludwig Bielschmidt."

"Ron Weasley."

"Hermione Granger."

"Why are you in muggle clothes?" Professor Slughorn asked the tag along nations.

"They're not students. We're looking after them for the time being." Arthur quickly made up an excuse.

The new arrivals told everyone their names. Slughorn assigned them to sit at the back and do nothing, while the rest of the class brewed up a draught of living death. This was easier said than done.

Half way through, Harry's potion was excelling, Hermione, Arthur and Ludwig not far behind and Ron and Alfred were left in the dust. Suddenly, Ludwig felt a tingling sensation in his lower leg. His face fell.

"Arthur." He whispered to his British companion.

"What?" Arthur looked annoyed that his potion wasn't doing as well as he had expected.

"Gilbert's coming."

"And how do you know that?"

"My Gilbert senses are tingling."

Arthur looked shocked.

"Oh fuc-" he started before the door was flung open.

Stood in the doorway was the albino from platform nine and three quarters. His red eyes

were sparkling with excitement and his white hair was sticking up all over the place. He was striking a pose. Next to him was the French Slytherin, Francis Bonnefoy. His hair was neatly kept as always, but his blue eyes held the same excitement as the albinos.

"I'm here for Antonio." The albino stated calmly. Said person stood up.

"I was getting bored!" He exclaimed.

"Why do you need him? And who are you anyway?" Professor Slughorn asked, anger beginning to show on his large face.

"We need him so we can drink beer and be awesome. That is all I am going to say. Goodbye." With that, the two left, this time with Antonio.

"You're too young to drink beer!" Slughorn shouted feebly.

"Take me with you!" Matthias yelled as he ran out after the Bad Touch Trio.

"We don't want them to get into trouble." Lukas told the teacher calmly before him and the remaining Nordics followed Matthias.

Everyone in the dungeon was left staring at the empty door, not quite knowing what had happened. Except for Arthur, Alfred and Ludwig. They had continued brewing their potions as if this was a normal daily occurrence. Alfred was even laughing as he added ingredients.

"Your friends are weird." Ron told Alfred.

"They're awesome! In the meetings, Lukas chokes Matthias with Matthias' tie, Natalia stalks her brother with knives, Feliks does his 'Poland rule' thing, the Baltics hide under tables, Vash shoots his gun like that crazy Texan off the Simpsons, and Im Yong Soo and I always get along, and last meeting we did Gangnam style on the table..."

"What's Gangnam style?" Ron asked.

"A stupid dance." Arthur interjected.

"It's not stupid!" Alfred objected, slamming his hands on his desk. "I'll show you!" And with that, he produced an iPod from his pocket, put on the Korean song and danced. At least, for about ten seconds before Arthur pulled the iPod away and turned off the music.

The two started arguing.

"Don't dance in class, git!"

"Chill out Iggy! I was just showing them a good time! You need to take a chill pill." Some students sniggered.

"Stop killing the Queen's English!"

"I'm American! I don't need your Queens English!"

"I raised you! You should be happy you even speak English!"

"I don't need you, I never did! Why else do you think the revolutionary war happened?!"

Arthur froze. His green eyes filled with sadness. The Brit sat down, muttered apologies and continued to brew his potion. Harry saw a single tear drop into the cauldron.

Everything quietened down. Slughorn was so shocked he forgot about the purpose of the lesson and dismissed them there and then. Everyone was depressed that they couldn't win the Feliks Felicis. Arthur ran out of the room from the word 'dismissed'. The golden trio, Alfred and Ludwig walked to the great hall for lunch.

"What happened to Arthur?" Hermione asked. She too had noticed his weird behaviour.

"I touched on a subject that's touchy for him. Brings back memories." Alfred's zoned out, reminiscing.

They reached the great hall. What awaited inside was not what they had expected.

All the students were gathered around a fifth table that had magically appeared. Sitting at said table were about thirty men and women. Some the golden trio recognised, such as the albino and Antonio, and the Nordic five. Others they did not. There was a blond haired man with a gun, a chestnut haired man with glasses and a cowlick and a scowling man seated next to Antonio. He had dark brown hair and a curl, much like Feliciano's, but on the opposite side of his head.

Alfred, upon seeing the strangers, ran to the table. Ludwig calmly walked over. They sat down and started conversations with the people next to them. For Alfred, this was Matthew (OMG Canada was noticed) and a woman with blonde hair and rather large… assets. For Ludwig this was the albino and Feliciano. Seeing nothing else to do, the golden trio made their way to the Gryffindor table and sat down. The great hall was full of conversations about the strangers, until Dumbledore quietened them down with a wave of his hand.

"I bet you're all wondering who these people are!" Dumbledore started. "The truth is that I don't know either. But I expect you all to be kind to them, as they will be staying for about a month. They will be sitting in on lessons with the exchange students, as they seem to know them very well." Dumbledore's eyes narrowed. "But anywho! Enjoy this wonderful opportunity to discover the cultures of different countries!" He sat down and the chatter resumed.

"HARRY GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE! YOU TOO GINGER AND BOOK WORM!" Alfred shouted. Assuming he meant the golden trio, they walked to the fifth table and to Alfred.

"Katyusha, Natalya, this is Harry, Ron and Hermione." Alfred introduced them to the woman with large assets and another, the scary blond from platform nine and three quarters.

"Hello!" Katyusha said with a smile.

"Have you seen big brother?" Natalya hissed.

"H-he's over t-there." Ron told her, shaking and pointing to down the table where Ivan was sitting with three others who were shaking. With this revelation, Natalya jumped up and ran down the table to her brother.

"Sit guys!" Alfred exclaimed, motioning to the vacant seats across from him. As the trio sat down, Lukas and another man who looked like a stereotypical vampire came up to Alfred.

"Have you seen Arthur?" The vampire asked.

"Not since potions."

"What did you do?" Lukas asked, frowning.

"Just mentioned the revolutionary war and said I never needed him."

"You idiot!" Lukas smacked Alfred on the head before rushing out the great hall, the vampire following closely behind.

"Alfred, you know how Arthur feels about that." Matthew scolded his brother.

"It was stupid of me." Alfred muttered.

"I think you should go apologise." Matthew said.

"I'll do it after lunch."

Suddenly, there was a crash. They looked down the table to see a blond pointing a gun at a man with a mask.

"Don't ever touch her." The blond spat out.

"Bruder-"A small blonde girl started.

"Don't Lilli." The blond told her before returning to his argument.

"Vash, sit down. Now is not the time." The chestnut haired man with glasses said.

"You shut your mouth Roderich!" Vash shouted.

"Bruder stop!" The small blonde girl shouted. This seemed to get across to Vash, as he slowly lowered his gun and sat down.

"This is not over." He muttered.

"I never expected it to be." The other man smirked.

The golden trio stared in shock as everyone at the table continued eating as if nothing had happened.

"Did I just see that?" Harry asked.

"Happens all the time." Alfred said with a mouth full of food.

Luna Lovegood came up to the table. She sat down next to Matthew and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Hello Canada." She said with a smile. Everyone at the table froze. Expressions of shock decorated their faces. Some had food in, or about to be in, their mouths. Even Alfred had stopped eating.

"Merde." Francis said.

A/N: Oh snap! I feel sorry for Iggy. Is the truth going to be revealed? You'll have to wait and see.

I recommend you watch a very potter musical if you haven't already. It's so funny, and I may reference it in later chapters.

So yeah… see you next time I update!
Yurinnii