A/N hey! I counted the subscribers and stuff last night! There are like 35 of you dudes! Hurray! Pasta for all!


England perspective

England stood over Cornwall's twitching body in the hospital wing, he flipped through the pages in his diary, looking for what would help her. He finally found what he was looking for.
"CORNWALL! I'M GOING TO MARRY FRANCE!" He shouted in her ear.

Cornwall sat up and punched England in the face.
"YOUR MARRYING THE FROG?! I HATE YOU!" Cornwall started crying. "You promised you only liked America!" England rubbed his now red cheek.
"I said it so you would wake up, you've been out for over twenty four hours. No one really cared though. By the way, When did I say I liked America?"
"You were kinda drunk... And we played truth or dare... Ends up, Wales once walked up Mt. Snowdon naked, ROI has a crush on Justin Bieber, and Scotland likes Waterloo road."

Cornwall jumped out of the bed, England had turned a vile green colour.
"What's wrong? OhMyDrarry! I'm wearing fluffy bunny pyjamas?!" Cornwall growled. "I knew I shouldn't have gotten drunk before packing."
"Who said you could drink alcohol?!" England pressed.

Cornwall ran up the stairs out of the hospital wing.
"America did!"


Snape perspective

Severus had seen many strange things in his life, but he didn't expect Draco to run into his office dressed in pink, or one of the exchange students skip by wearing fluffy bunny pyjamas. So when this did happen, he kinda spilt his tea. Okay, so maybe it wasn't tea, it was Ribena. So maybe he had a giant patch on his shirt that looked like blood, and maybe that was his only shirt. But details! Details!

"Professor! Beillschimdt! Crazy! Wait, are you drinking Ribena?" Draco breathed. "Anyway, Beillschimdt is crazy! I demand to move rooms straight away!" Snape brushed off Draco and went to mop up his shirt.

"Don't you have Defence Against the Dark Arts now Draco?" Snape hissed. "You don't want to be late..."
"Yes Professor!" Draco rushed out of the room.


Harry potter perspective

Professor Lupin wasn't there when the trio (plus Alfred) arrived at Defence Against The Dark Arts, but Jenna was waiting and waving at them. Everyone sat down, took out books and quills and parchment, and were talking when the Professor entered the room.
Lupin smiled vaguely and placed his tatty old briefcase on the teacher's desk.

"Good afternoon," Professor Lupin said. "You can put that stuff away. We're having a practical lesson, all you'll need is your wands."
"Haha! Totally kickass!" Alfred fist bumped the air. Lupin smiled at Alfred's outburst.

"Right then, follow me."

~time skip~

"Inside please." Said Professor Lupin, ushering them into what looked like a staff room. Inside, was Professor Kirkland sipping tea and eating a badly made scone, next to the Professor was a wardrobe that was moving violently.

"Lovely day, isn't it? Perfect to see everyone's fears." Kirkland chuckled. "Alfred, come see me later. Oh and Harry, you left your quill in my classroom." Professor Kirkland handed Harry his quill and left the small room.

"Neville, will you help me with a demonstration?" Lupin asked Neville. Neville's eyes focused on the shaking wardrobe. "Oh don't worry, there's only a bogart in there. Can anyone tell me what a bogart is?"

Hermione and Peter's hands both shot up, the Slytherin's just slower. Professor Lupin nodded his head at Peter.
"A bogart is a creature that can shapeshift into someone's biggest fear! My brother William put one in my older brother Alistair's closet and he ran out of the house screaming and then Will videoed it and sent it to all our family and friends!" Peter answered excitedly.

"Thank you... For that story... This bogart moved in yesterday afternoon, and I asked the headmaster if the staff would leave it to give you lot some practise." Lupin explained, while Neville shook like a leaf. "But we have an advantage over the bogart before we begin. Have you spotted it, Harry?"

"Uh... The bogart can only focus on one of us at a time?" Harry answered.
"Correct! It's always best to have company when dealing with a bogart. He becomes confused. Which should he become, a headless corpse or a flesh eating slug? I once saw a bogart make that very mistake - tried to frighten two people at the same time and turned himself into half a slug." Jenna and Gilbert giggled at this. "Not particularly frightening, as you can tell."

"The charm that repels a bogart is simple, yet requires force of mind. The thing that really finishes a bogart, is laughter. What you need to do is force it to take a shape that you find amusing." The exchange students nodded, seeming to know what they were thinking.

We will practise the charm without wands first. After me, please... Riddikulus!"
"Riddikulus!" Chorused Harry with the class.
"Good," smiled Lupin. "Very good, but that was the easy part, I'm afraid. The word alone is not enough, and this is where you come in Neville."

~time skip~

Crack! The eyeball rolled towards Alfred, and mutated into two men. Harry was confused, the men were holding hands, smiling at each other. Harry then realised that one of the couple was Professor Kirkland, and the other man had shoulder length blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. Professor Kirkland then moved towards the other and planted a kiss on their lips.

"Riddikulus!" Alfred yelled, and the men turned into green bunnies with wings.

The bunnies floated towards the Slytherin, Ludwig. The bunnies merged into a man with a toothbrush moustache. Adolf Hitler.

"Hallo, Ludwig. Us Germans should be a perfect race! We are above all other nationalities! Especially the Italians!" Hitler sneered. ,You should be ashamed of yourself for falling in love with that good for nothing Feliciano! You should-"

"Riddikulus!" Hitler was now wearing a Maid's dress. He flaunted along to Gilbert, changing into a young lady in her twenties holding a frying pan.

"PRUSSIA! HOW DARE YOU! I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU LEAVE ME ALONE!" The woman's swiped at Gilbert with her frying pan, but he ducked.
"Hungary! Please! Stop it! I'll do vhatever you vant me to! I'll even clean Austria's dirty laundry! Please! Not the frying pan!" Gilbert cowered behind Jenna.

'Hungary' changed into what looked like the family in the picture on the newspaper, minus Peter, Jenna and Professor Kirkland. But these people looked menacing.
"Look at her! So small! She could never be one of us! Never be a Kirkland!" Scoffed the red headed man.
"And she would probably fend off of England! Like a little baby, but we all know that England is gonna fall." Snickered the female.
"Ah yes! England will crash and burn. What do you think Wales?" The boy, who looked like the female's twin, snorted.
"Someday we'll all die, all die fighting." The last make said.

"RIDDIKULUS!" The family turned into cats, who ran toward Peter.

When they reached Peter, he trembled. The cats turned into a mirror, in the mirror were buildings, London buildings. Suddenly, there was a loud noise and bombs dropped from the sky. The buildings were reduced to rubble. There was a scream, a child's scream.
"Mamma! No! Daddy! We have to go back for Mamma! Maaammaaaaa!" There was more screaming and crying.

"RIDDIKULUS!" The buildings turned into the earth with people around it singing a foreign song along the lines of: 'marukaite chikyuu'. The world rolled towards the polish exchange student, Feliks.

The world turned into a battlefield. On the battlefield, was Feliks and the Ravenclaw from Lithuania, Toris. They were lying own the ground, battered and bruised. Feliks was unconscious and Toris was shaking. A tall man approached the two of them.
"Privet Lithuania. Come live with me da? Forget about Poland, you can be my servant and live in terror of me. Sounds nice, da?" The man had a heavy Russian accent. Toris nodded his head quickly and followed the man.

"LIKE, RIDDIKULUS!" Feliks shouted, suddenly a blond girl wearing a navy blue dress appeared on the battlefield. The Russian man shivered and ran off the field.

Ron moved up towards the bogart.

A giant spider, six feet tall and covered in hair, was advancing on Ron, clicking its pincers menacingly. For a moment, Harry thought
Ron had frozen. Then-
"RIDDIKULUS!" Ron bellowed, and the spider's legs vanished. It rolled over and over; Lavender Brown squealed and ran out of its way and it came to a halt at Harry's feet. He raised his wand, ready, but Lupin jumped in front of him.

The legless spider had vanished. For a second, everyone looked wildly around to see where it was. Then they saw a silvery-white orb hanging in the air in front of Professor Lupin, who said "riddikulus!" Almost lazily.


A/N and there is your chapter! Sorry for not updating, had writer's block... AGAIN. Hoped you enjoyed the bogarts! And there are more next chapter for the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff nations! I hope I didn't over-do any. Comment which bogart was your favourite! Long Harry POV is long. MELVIN FOR PRESIDENT!