DISCLAIMER: I do not own HP or APH.

CLAIMER: I own my OC, Singa, and the name of 2p!Kumajirou

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the OC Luna Acros. She belongs to AnimeGmr101. I have permission to use her, though.

CLAIMER: I own the plot, and the fanfic. Oh, and I own myself- the writer.

DIS- "Get on with the story!"

Oops, sorry! I was annoying you, wasn't I? Here's the story! *thrusts chapter*

"Took you long enough!"

Yeah, yeah. Hope you enjoy the story! Review please! (I only got 2 review for the last one :( )


"Oh! I'm sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going!" Singa cried, picking herself up. She had, very literally, ran into a second-year Hufflepuff girl. She and two other girls were some kind of trio. Singa remembered the girl's name was Luna, and that she was Romanian.

The girl, Luna, smiled quickly. "It's okay, I wasn't hurt or anything," she said quickly. "You're one of the transfers aren't you? The girl in their group?" Her long black hair swayed slightly as she bent down slightly as if she wanted to help Singa up, then stopped. The 2P noticed that Luna's eyes were blood red, like Vladimirs, or like Singa's, when she was angry.

Except Singa's were a warning sign. And blood red wasn't the most dangerous. If Singa was really, truly furious, her eyes would glow Infra Red.

She wasn't a 2P for nothing.

"Er-May I ask you -" Luna stopped herself, blushing. Singa smiled her signature 'childish' smile at Luna. Her Childish Smile was a bit like Oliver's Innocent Smile, only let creepy and more natural. It was weird. Singa's voice was high and childish and kind of husky, and also very playful. But her dark voice was low and menacing.

In fact, when she first met Alfred, it was when she was taking down a company whose boss had insulted her teacher, who was one of her temporary friend's mother. She had been fighting and had been covered in blood. And after the attack, her voice assumed its normal cheerful tone, which kind of made Alfred freak out. ((This first meeting this was based off an RP on Instagram between me and oh_crap_my_fish_why! ))

"You may ask me anything," the blonde replied cheerfully.

Luna smiled tentatively, but before she could say something, a pale blonde guy named Draco Malfoy swaggered up to the two and smirked. "Hey you, blondie, help me tell Mr. Hero-" at here he made air-quotes-"That he's actually a dirty little mudblood who's afraid of ghosts," he sniggered.

Singa's eyes flared crimson, "Alfred is a great friend," she said coldly, her voice dropping. "And he's not afraid of ghosts. He's afraid of spirits. Get it right."

The blonde girl took pleasure in seeing Draco Malfoy look shock at the drop in pitch. But Mr. High And Mighty resumed his smirk and said, "What's up with these curls, anyways?" His arms reached forward.

Then it happened.

It wasn't easy to see Singa's curl, you see, because it was magically pinned backwards, instead of springing out from her scalp. But it was there, and it was a curl, and it was a nation's curl.

So when Mister Blonde Guy touched it, her instinct kicked in.

Her arm shot out and slammed his head down until it hit the floor and she was crouched over him. "Don't. Touch. THAT!" she yelled, her wooden stick spearing in her hands, and she brought it down on his body, manically grinning inwardly at the appalled look on his face. Then she grabbed the guy's wrist and flipped him so he crashed down. "DO YOU HEAR ME?!"

Then she grabbed her stick and pointed it threateningly at him, her eyes a glowing dark red. From the corner of her eye, she saw Luna looked both horrified and terrified, as if Singa was a monster.

Singa was. She knew it. And she wasn't even at her full power yet.

And she didn't care that the Hogwarts teachers were surrounding her.


An hour later~


"You did what?" Alfred laughed, his blue eyes sparkling.

Singa gave him a half-smile. They were sitting on the bench outside the classroom Singa had just come out of (Transfiguration classroom) and Singa had told Alfred what had happened.

"I flipped him and threatened him. Now I wish I had smashed his face with my stick..." Suddenly, she lowered her voice. "But, now I think about it, people are going to wonder how I got that stick from thin air. I mean, I barely even know magic!"

Alfred was still grinning. "At least you took care of-" he changed into Arthur's voice-"that Malfoy git."

The blonde girl couldn't help but smiling, but the smile vanished when she saw something. She stared at something behind Alfred, and her mouth opened slightly, her eyes widened in complete surprise. She sat up straight and stiffly, staring past Alfred at something else.

"Singa, what are you looking at?" Alfred asked curiously. He turned around. He didn't see anything out of place. Moving pictures, check. A lot of students, check. Moving staircases, check. So what was the 2P looking at?

Then he saw it.

His eyes widened, his mouth fell open, and his posture mirrored Singa's. Some people in the hallway noticed them and tried to see what they were so surprised about.

Alfred wondered why Singa was so surprised. She had done it and seen it before. But he hadn't. It was so weird.

A glowing mirror.

With a person coming out of it.

And Alfred knew that person. He knew it anywhere, because it was him. The reason why he couldn't be a real hero. the person who was the villain.

Allen.

Crap, Alfred thought. What is the Villain-me doing here?

Then light dawned on him. Of course! Allen had sent that unheroic howler to Oliver, who hated curses, and now Oliver wanted to kill Allen. What side should Alfred fight on?

A good question. What side should he fight on? The Hero should fight the Villain! But, this time, Alfred wasn't sure who was the villain.


Matthew was the first to notice Allen- the mirror was next to him! And it had started to glow! Matthew clutched Kumakichi tightly as the 2p's head surfaced. "Gotta. Get Out!" He said breathlessly, falling onto the floor with a loud THUNK! There was a shriek from Singa- "ALLEN?!" And the people who hadn't been staring now were. Great job, Singa! Matthew tapped Allen's shoulder gently with one finger, but, right after that, Allen was running.

"THE F*CKING CUPCAKE MAN IS AFTER ME!" he yelled to Singa, gripping his signature nail-driven bat. People recognized his voice from the howler.

"AND SO IS MY F*CKING BROTHER AND HIS F*CKING PETS!" he continued.

Matthew knew Allen meant those 'hate' words, yet he couldn't feel rage in him. Maybe because Matthew knew Allen cared for his brother. Deep down. Deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep, deep down.

"IT'S YOUR OWN FAULT!" Singa yelled back. "YOU SENT HIM THAT HOWLER!" Singa, even when angry, did not curse. Like Oliver, she hated cursing.

Next to Matthew, the mirror started to glow again. This time, Matthew's own 2p, Matt, tumbled out and landed on the ground, one hand in front of him. Matt grinned at his near-invisible 1p, then, gripping his hockey stick like a bat, he ran after Allen.

"This is what you get for stealing Kumakari's ice cream!" he yelled, swinging his hockey stick. Allen blocked it with his bat, and the two began sparring with two very dangerous weapons. They might not look dangerous, but they were.

You see, each 2p has their own specific 'Killing Weapon', aka their favourite weapon. Flavio and Oliver used kitchen knives. Luciano used throwing knives. Allen used his bat. Matt used his hockey stick. Nikolai used his pipe. Singa used her penknife, etc.

And the 2ps were very skilled in the art of killing.

Matthew clutched his bear so tightly it let out a squeak, then it asked who he was. Matthew mumbled into the bear's fur, "I'm Canada."

The mirror glowed again, and, this time, Matt's moose, Glacier, came galloping out. Matt stepped to the side and Glacier, not even slowing down, trampled over Alfred's 2p, who cursed.

"Oliver should be coming out in a minute or so," Matt threatened his brother, smirking. Many students' brow wrinkled. Matthew could practically read their minds. They recognized Oliver's name.

Suddenly, Alfred spoke up. "Hey, Allen. People are staring. Usually, its great and all if people are staring at the 'action' but..."

Matthew tensed up. His brother sounded so serious!

"Why aren't you staring at the Hero instead?" Alfred finished, laughing, and flashed everyone the peace sign.

Matthew's palm gave an enthusiastic hello to his forehead.

"Who are you?" Kumasomething asked.

"I'm Canada," he mumbled.

Singa stepped forward and glared at her half brothers. "Now that you've beaten Allen up, get back behind the mirror! Oliver's gonna be coming, and it'll be too troublesome to get rid of the blood!" she said sternly, then covered her mouth. Matthew sighed. People are going to be really suspicious about them now.

The mirror started glowing again.

"Go! Go!" Singa yelled, shoving the two brothers in the other direction. "Go kill each other with your sweet brotherly love if you must, but don't do it here!"

Allen started to get up (yes, he was still on the floor. Singa had actually kicked him, not shoved him), but was pinned back down again by Glacier. The brunette glared at his brother, who laughed evilly, then removed the moose.

When Allen actually got up, Singa gave both of them a glare. "Go back to your house and kill each other," she said sternly.

Matt thought about it, stroking his moose thoughtfully.

Then Allen smirked.

"Sure," he said agreeably. "But you're coming with us."

Then he grabbed Singa's arm and dragged her as he ran towards the mirror on the other side of the hall. Since, she was in he body of an eleven-year-old, she didn't have enough strength to fight back.

There were murmurs about getting the teachers in the crowd. Some people wanted to take on Allen and Matt but were afraid to. Some girls were giggling about how 'hot' they were. Matthew whispered to Kumacherry, "I wonder what will happen now, eh?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Canada! You know, the guy who feeds you?"

Just as Kumalicky was asking for some food, there was a low, threatening growl from the other hall. Then there were shouts of, "EXPELLIARMUS!" and "STUPEFY!". Matthew's eyes widened as he realized he recognized the growl.

"WHAT IS THAT THING?" someone cried.

Matthew's eyes widened even more. Could it be...? Was it...? Were they attacking...?

"IT'S LIKE A BLACK POLAR BEAR!"

That was all the confirmation Matthew needed to unleash his 'Canadian Rage' form. He dropped Kumajomo and sprinted towards the other hall, wild fury in his eyes. They were attacking KUMAKARI!

Matthew gritted his teeth as he skidded around the corner. Which demon would DARE to attack sweet Kumajirou's counterpart?!

He knew who.

Quirrel.

"NO!" Matthew yelled, and really did yell, a real, yell that was as loud as Alfred's normal voice, which was saying something.

He bolted in front of Kumakari who was growling viciously and flung his arms wide, just as Quirrel yelled, "STUPEFY!", which was the same time Alfred yelled, "CANADA!" and tackled Quirrel.

But it was too late.

A bolt of red light shot out of Quirrel's wand and zipped through the air and, before Matthew could react, hit the Canadian's chest, hard.


*flashback- With Allen*

The mirror started to glow.

"Oh, crap!" Allen yelled as he threw the mirror in his hand down, making the glass shatter. He grabbed his bat and swung it to the window and it broke cleanly. He jumped out of it, his legs moving even before he hit the ground. The only place he thought of going to- Matt's house! He didn't want to go to Francois' house. And Oliver's house was a big no-no. So his sh*tty brother's house was the only option he could think of.

"That f*cking cupcake man is f*cking crazy," he muttered as he swung his bat and knocked Matt's front door down. A second later, he was faced by an angry Matt, who was wielding a hockey stick.

"What the frick are you doing here?" he asked dangerously, murder in his eyes.

"The f*cking cupcake man!" Allen yelled. "Now let me hide!"

Matt blocked his way. "No, not after breaking into my house," he glared. "You have to deal with me before Ollie gets to kill you."

Crap! I should have expected that! Allen cursed himself. He wasn't the smartest person in the world, after all.

"Fine! Bring it on! I can beat you with on f*cking arm tied behind my back!" Allen snarled.

Suffice it to say that this fight lasted about forty five minutes before Allen realized Oliver wasn't there yet. And because he had paused, Matt had gotten a 'lucky hit' Allen's head, and Allen accidentally clobbered Glacier, who had been peacefully watching.

Glacier was as furious as Singa.

Which was saying something.

There was a knock door, an a sing-song voice called out. "Allie, darling~ Come out to eat a cupcake~"

Allen growled under his breath. He swore, using many F-words, and leaped into the mirror while holding his bat.


Oh-ho! Cliffhanger! Will Canada be alright? Where is Allen and Matt taking Singa?

Will Singa come back? Where is Oliver? Am I evil for leaving you in suspense? Will I

stop asking questions? Will you review? Did you like the story?

Should I stop talking and work on the next chapter now?