Chapter 7

Epilogue

Elleore

3 years went by and Elleore aged up by 3. She was now human age 16, and her appearance had changed back to the Dane version of her- her messy blonde hair was back. Norway had suggested an de-aging potion to keep her young, but then he thought about it and turned the idea down with the rest of the Magic Trio.

To 'muggles' or non-magical people, constant consumption of those potions had a side-effect. And because they did not know if Elleore would have them or not, they decided to not give her de-aging potions.

(Yes, Harry Potter exists in this world, hence the wand and stuff. Hence why already have posted a HP x Hetalia 'sequel' to this Fanfiction. I mean, it was the sequel to the one before re-writing but it is still a sequel to this too).

Elleore had visited Romania a lot over the past 3 years. And she felt something in her chest that she did not understand when she was near him. What was it? She did not understand.

Then England, Norway and Romania went on a mission of some sort to Scotland- to a magical school.

A few months have passed since Elleore last saw Romania. She did send letters to him and Norway, but she had this empty feeling inside her.

"What is it, Elleore? You look like you're not well," Denmark asked.

"Well, I'm fine but I have this empty feeling in my heart," Elleore said.

"That usually happen when you miss someone," Denmark said, "…love anyone?"

"No," Elleore said, "At least, I don't think. If I do, it'd be the first time."

"Not a human, right?" Denmark said worriedly, "Even though you do age like one now- you shouldn't-"

"No, Denmark," Elleore said, "It's nothing like that."

"Good, good…" Denmark muttered.

"Well, brother. I shall go send that 'Magic Trio' a letter," Elleore said, and went to write a letter. She jotted down her regards and slumped down on the bed.

All the pain from 3 years ago was just a memory.

A memory of the White Halls.

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Who the sponsor is and everything will be revealed in that 'sequel' but in a long time.

Thanks for reading this crap that even I am not enthusiastic about.

-PotterheadNo.04