Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters used in this story, nor do I own the Harry Potter spells :D

To all readers: It's been a long break, huh. Well, I'm back and like before, I will try to get out a few chapters in a row. I like writing on a roll, if you haven't noticed. Alrighty less yapping from me and let's get to the story.

A quick summary (because it's been months since chapter 8): Yao and his family discovered that Belarus was a witch and wanted him dead. Kiku and Yong Soo insisted that they'll stay by his side to protect him. On Kiku's urging, Yao had to contact Arthur for help through a letter…

Oh yes, and as I said before, everything is AU at this point. Yes, they can die. It gives a little more suspense ;)


Kholodno

China entered his kitchen in high spirits. It was the start of another day—another exciting day with his two siblings in the house. This was the third day since they had decided to stay over. Though the reason was to protect him, nothing happened in the last few days. Yao started wondering if they were all just overreacting.

He walked towards the cabinets, intending to retrieve the ingredients for breakfast, when all of a sudden a wave of cold air shocked him. In the blink of an eye, his surroundings have frozen over. A thick layer of ice now encased the cabinet he was about to open. Yao turned around. He looked up at the floating figure by the door. Floating three feet from the floor was Belarus. With her hair spread out and her skirts suspended in mid air, she looked nothing less than a ghost to Yao.

Still in shock, no words could escape Yao's mouth. Belarus' mouth twitched up into a smirk. "I can make this quick and easy," she cooed.

Yao didn't usually get to hear her speak. Her voice was calm, feminine, and had a familiar accent. She was the little sister of a trusted friend. Yao couldn't fathom what garnered him her hate.

"Why do you want to kill me?" Yao spoke, finding his voice.

"Aren't you Ivan's little sister –aru?"

After his last question, he saw the change in her expression. Her brows have dropped and the smirk was gone. She was mumbling something under her breath. A hand was raised above her chest. A familiar glow appeared, just like last time. Yao quickly ran towards the stove for his wok, but the ice needles had already formed and were speeding his way. He made a quick duck and they crashed into the frozen counter, smashing into pieces. Before he even had time to recollect himself, another group was already flying towards him. The unnatural speed of magic was too much for him. Involuntarily, he raised his arms to protect himself.

A yellow light surrounded him again. Upon impact with the yellow glow, the needles disappeared. The girl frowned. "That pesky shield."

"I'll break it down!" She let out a shriek as she waved more needles at Yao. Yao ran the few steps to the stove and grabbed for the wok hanging next to it. However, his hopes were shot when he discovered a thick layer of ice holding it to the wall. In a panic, his eyes scanned the room but nothing of use was free from the ice. Just then, an invisible force hit him to the side. He steadied himself on the wall and turned towards Belarus' direction. The needles continued flying out from around her. They dissipated in the yellow light but the light was dimming. With every crash of a needle, he felt more and more of the force from the needles.

Belarus shrieked out in laughter. She realized she was approaching victory and began cutting down on the frequency of the needles, opting to form larger ones instead. The force of the larger stakes sent Yao flying off his feet. He could only recollect himself with every hit of blunt force that pushed him all over the place. Suddenly, a sound similar to breaking glass echoed in the room. They both stopped and looked as the yellow shield broke away into pieces and shattered into thin air.

Golden eyes dilated as he once again was able to see the murderous look on the sister's face.

"Goodbye," she said triumphantly.

Yao racked his brain for words to say but only a scream came out of his mouth. He watched a stake, formed in ice, shoot towards him, but as with before it dissolved before touching him. Yao looked around himself. This time he was covered in a blue light—the same color as Kiku's 'mamori'. He felt relieved but he knew, like Arthur's charm, it can only hold out for so long. Belarus too seemed to understand this as she continued chanting her spells, expression unchanged.

The next thing happened faster than Yao's human eyes could see. A zap of white light sent the witch flying out the door into the next room. Yao looked around until he saw it outside the glassless window.

Perched on a flying white unicorn was England. His right hand clutched a long stick with a star on top. His arm was pointed out in the direction where Belarus flew. The unicorn settled onto the courtyard and the man jumped off onto the ground. He gave his unicorn a pat and it hopped away into the sky. All the time, he never stopped pointing the wand at his opponent.

The window in the kitchen was large enough to fit a person, so China climbed out to the courtyard. When emerald eyes spotted him, they flickered towards him before training back on the girl. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Arthur said. In his left hand, he clutched a white envelope. Yao recognized it as the letter he had written two days ago. A blush rose his face.

"I-I couldn't! It wasn't easy asking for your help, Opium Bastard –aru!"

At that moment, emerald eyes connected with golden ones. "Asking for help?" Thick brows formed into an angry 'V'. "What part of this was asking for help?" He waved the letter in his hand. "Half of this was insults!" A bigger blush formed on Yao's face, but just then, a movement from the side, caught both men's eyes. A wave of sharp icicles was flying towards them. Luckily, Arthur already had his wand pointed in its direction.

"Incendio!"

All he had to do was call out before a fire shot out from his wand and cleared away the ice.


End of chapter 9

Okay, stopping here. I haven't written in such a long time, this gave me trouble. I can't even go back and pad this with more words, lol.

The spell, I dunno if I used the right one. I looked up the list of Harry Potter spells and it said Incendio starts a fire. I'm more used to rpg spells so I was intending to find one that shoots a fireball. Fire counters ice, right? So…if Incendio doesn't do that, please bear with this ignorant fic writer^^

Yeah, more magic ahead! See you next chapter.