Chapter 6

Canada was trailing nervously behind the group of Ravenclaw first years. He wondered what Alfred was doing, probably being a loud and obnoxious idiot he thought affectionately. He really didn't like being separated from his brother. He hadn't minded it as much while he was with France. His Papa had made him feel safe, and contrary to popular belief, he wasn't a pedophile.

They walked into the common room. Canada wasn't watching where he was going and bumped into a girl. She turned and looked directly into his purple eyes. "I'm sorry." He said softly.

"That's all right." The girl smiled. "What's your name?"

"I'm Mathew Bonnefoy, but you can call me Matt." Canada blushed.

"Well, Matt, it's nice to meet you." They shook hands. "I'm Gwen Lovegood." Her short dark hair framed her face and her blue eyes were shinning.

"The boys dorms are upstairs and the girls are down. The common room is on this floor, along with the hidden library, if anyone can find it," the prefect cut in.

Matt stepped away from Gwen and turned to face the prefect. Everyone else was going to their common room.

"Would you like to explain it to you again?" He asked.

"No," Canada squeaked and ran after the other boys.

He felt the eyes of the blue eyed girl on him as he ran up the stairs. When he reached the top, she was still staring, but she looked happy and waved to him. He slowly waved back, then she turned and went down the stairs.

-Happy Birthday to Me!-

Arthur looked out the window of his office. How he managed to get one so close to the ground was unthinkable. It was only a second story classroom, he counted himself lucky. Without to much difficulty he could get to the grounds from his office, as long as no one was watching that was. Then he could go see Flying Mint Bunny and Uni!

He shook his head. They were probably missing him back at his home right now…just like Alfred used to. Now he's here. Now Arthur was Alfred's Professor, and what made it worse his first class of first year Gryffindors was in twenty minutes.

He was prepared of course. England was not a procrastinator, he just…well, he knows how America responds to authority…particularly to England's authority. His King had just lowered the taxes again for those damn Americans. Didn't they know, or care that he had just been in a war with France. The quartering acts, don't even get me started on the rebellion on those. Was it so much to ask that they could just lend their homes for a while? Honestly, they need to be more reasonable. How else will I pay of this bloody debt? England thought.

"Hey, brother!" Arthur snapped out of his thoughts at the sound of Alfred's voice.

He turned only to find a hug waiting for him. England turned to make sure no one else was watching, then returned the hug. "Hello Al, how did you sleep?"

"Great! I made a bunch of new friends. Everything here is so big and cool, even Washington like it-"

England cut him off, "Did you say Washington? Who is he?" Last England knew, he was a decelerated British General…

"I named my eagle Washington, after your general." America explained. "Is that okay," he asked, noticing the odd look on his face.

"Of course America," England felt pride welling up inside of him.

No, it couldn't be America's fault. It's America's people. He was just a colony, he didn't come to world meetings and the connection of his people hasn't been made yet. No, England thought, I have nothing to worry about.

But things could change, a small voice in the back of his head said.

He chose to ignore it.

It's a tad short, but it was a good stopping point and it's my birthday so give me a break.

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