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Chapter 21

There was a stunned silence. No one moved a muscle. Then, the meaning of England's statement sunk in.

"HE WHAT?"

England sighed.

"I told you, Voldemort knows we are nations."

"B-but, how?" Germany spluttered.

"Well, it's a rather long story…"

"Just tell us already, stupid ass!"

The Island nation groaned, but began his story.

"About fifty or so years ago, there was a boy called Tom Riddle. This boy was an orphan; his mother died giving birth to him and his father ran away before he was born. He was also a wizard, although his mother a squib and his father a muggle. He went to Hogwarts when he was eleven, like all magical children. There, he gained friends," he scoffed, "although they were more like followers. Tom never really had friends.

As he grew, Tom learned more and more. He was obsessed with becoming immortal. He found out what a horcrux was through one of the school teachers, and it was from then on that he became determined to create his own. But they could not just be-"

"Erm, Mr England? I have a question!" Italy piped up.

"What is it Italy?"

"What's a horcrux?"

England paused, thinking over his answer.

"A horcrux," he began, "is the word used for an object that a person has hidden their soul in. You split your soul by killing someone, and hide it in an object. So then even if your body dies, your soul will live on."

Green eyes scanned the room. There were many disgusted looks. Italy Veneziano had a look of disgust upon his face, and looked close to tears.

"As I was saying," he continued as if there had never been an interruption, "Tom created seven horcruxes, and hid them in objects. He then rose to power, with his school friends becoming the first Death eaters. He found and killed his own father and his own grandparents. Tom Riddle became Lord Voldemort.

I think you know it from there. What this has to do with him knowing about us, well, I have personal experience with him. I was once very powerful within the ministry of magic. The Minister always looked to me for help, and I would answer to the best of my ability. When Tom rose to power, he had spies within the ministry. These spies knew I was influential, and very powerful." He chuckled slightly. "Let's just say I was given the extreme honour of being killed by Lord Voldemort himself."

"When I awoke, the war was over and the Potter's were dead. Voldemort had tortured me so much, caused me so much pain, that I was in a coma for months. That was why Scotland, Wales and the Irelands covered for me at meetings."

A few countries seemed to remember this, and it was evident on their faces. Others, however, were sitting with confused looks.

"Voldemort must have heard that I killed Dumbledore, and remembered my name. He's a clever man; he must have heard the rumours going round and put two and two together."

"Hey, Iggy! I have a question!"

England's hand twitched slightly. It was so tempting to put it to his face, but he resisted the urge for now.

"What is it America?"

"If you're like a super powerful wizard, as well as being a country, why didn't you just kill Voldemort then and there?"

"That's actually a surprisingly good question America. Well done for not being as stupid as you usually are."

This was met with a pause, then a loud 'HEY!'

"But to answer your question, no, I could not. He took me by surprise, and there were too many Death Eaters there for me to overpower them all. And even I can't kill Voldemort right now. I could kill him, but only once the horcruxes have been destroyed."

For the second time that day, there was a stunned silence. England bowed his head slightly, then returned to his seat.

Germany was one of the first to recover, and thus took charge.

"So, we need to think of a way to kill Voldemort."

"We all know how to kill him," France sighed, "Destroy all the horcruxes."

"Yes, frog, I totally hadn't thought of that one." The Brit rolled his eyes.

"Do you know where they are?" Iceland asked curiously.

"Of course I bloody know where they are!" England snapped. "Do you think that I didn't know? I know everything about this country, every thought of every citizen, and you're suggesting that I don't know where seven of the world's most powerful magic objects are? I know where they are, I just can't say where they are."

"Why not?" Spain wondered.

"For the same reason I couldn't fight in the battle at Hogwarts." He was met with confused looks. "I can't fight because it was between one side of me and another side of me. If I fought, it would tear me apart. I can't tell you where the horcruxes are, because if I did, I would be aiding one side. I would literally be ripped in half if I did."

There was a chorus of 'ahh's.

"Now, I can't fight. I can't find or tell you where the horcruxes are. But you can."

Silence.

"So, what you're saying is you want us to find the horcruxes, destroy them all and kill Voldemort?" America asked.

"I just want you to destroy them. You can't kill Voldemort."

"But why not? Iggy, I wanna kill the evil dark wizard! Then I'll be a true hero!"

"For once I agree with America. I want to pound Voldemort into dust."

"Shut up America, Russia! It's not up to you who kills Voldemort! It has to be Harry Potter! The prophecy says it must be Harry Potter! It can't be anyone else! You can help but you must certainly not kill! Besides," he added as an afterthought, "you're already a hero. You fought at that battle. If that doesn't make you a hero, I don't know what does." America beamed.

"So… am I getting this right?" Japan pondered. "You want us to destroy seven horcruxes to stop Voldemort rising to power?"

"Exactly. And, I was kind of lying when I said there were seven. You can only destroy five."

"Five? Ve~ I thought there were seven!

"There are seven. Or rather, were seven. One of them has been destroyed, and one… well, that must be destroyed by Harry himself." England smirked slightly. "Right then, who's in?"

"Me! Me! Oh, pick me!"

"I would like to do some destroying. Destroying is fun, da?"

"I'll help, even though it is England."

"I can try."

"Ve~ I'll do it too!"

"I suppose I'd better look after Italy…"

"Hey, Veneziano, don't say that! Now I have to help too! Bastard…"

"If Roma is going, then I will go too!"

"Aiyah… you British cannot take care of yourselves."

"I will fight with samurai's honour."

"I might as well make the most of the time I have left. And besides, I've gotta look out for my little brother."

"Big Brother, I want to help too!"

"No way in hell Lilli. Not without me."

"I will help brother Russia, and then he cannot refuse my marriage!"

In the end, fourteen nations signed up for Mission Retrieve And Destroy All Horcruxes Except Two (MRADAHET for short). These were America, Russia, France, Canada, North Italy, Germany, South Italy, Spain, China, Japan, Prussia, Liechtenstein, Switzerland and Belarus. Why half of them signed up, England never would know. He was sure at least half of the countries in MRADAHET hated him.

Oh well. It's not like he was complaining.

MRADAHET was divided into four groups. Group one was research. Research's job was to research what the horcrux would be, and find out where it was hidden. Research consisted of Canada, Spain and China.

Group two was Scout, and consisted of Liechtenstein, Switzerland and both the Italies. Scout's job was to scout the area where they thought the horcrux was, and see if there were any obstacles, and, probably most importantly, see if the horcrux was actually there.

Group three was Retrieval. Now, Retrieval had a pretty important job. It was, as the name suggests, to retrieve the horcrux. Preferably without causing a major disaster, or getting killed. Retrieval was made up of Germany, Prussia, America and France.

Last, but not least, there was Destruction. Destruction had the task of actually destroying the horcrux. A pretty important job, and it was in the hands of Russia, Belarus and Japan.

All of this was decided in one world meeting, which was time well spent for the nations, seeing as they hardly ever got anything done. England said that the horcruxes were probably items quite close to Voldemort, or close to something he cared about. When asked what he would do if he was attacked again, England replied,

"Don't worry; I have a few tricks up my sleeve."

At which point America promptly checked his sleeves for tricks.

A/N: Whoop whoop guys! That's the end of the chapter!

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