(China's POV)

I sat at the Hufflepuff table, still wondering what was going on. Why were Russia and Canada and I here? Why where the others at different tables? Why couldn't we just sit at one? What was going on?

"Hey, dude?" A boy asked me; His eyes were blue and he had shaggy blonde hair. "Is that guy your friend?"

He jabbed a thumb towards Russia. I shrugged and glanced at him; he was staring at the food that had suddenly appeared on the table.

"Sure," I said uncertainly.

"Okay. What's up with his eyes?!" The boy asked rudely. I opened my mouth but he quickly said,

"Sorry, I was rude back there. the name's William. But people just call me Bill."

"My name is Ch-..." I trailed off. Something told me not to tell this kid my name, my actual, country name... "My name is Yao Wang."

"Whoa. Cool name." Bill said, smiling. Then his expression turned serious as he said,

"Why eyes he have purple eyes?"

"Um..." I frowned at Russia, who was staring at a girl sitting a across from him. She had long, shiny black hair and was Asian, with pretty almond shaped eyes. She was talking to a taller girl with braided white-blonde hair and dark blue eyes.

"I don't know," I told Bill truthfully. He nodded and then looked back at Russia, then said,

"Ivan, right?"

"Hmm?" he turned his head, eyes wide. They were glowing in the candlelight.

"Ivan?" Bill asked.

"Da, that's me."

"You've got a funny accent," Bill frowned. "Both of you." Then he turned red and said,

"Sorry, that was so rude of me! And who are you?"

He asked Canada sharply. I forgot he was here...

"I'm Ca- Matthew."

"What were you going to say before?" Bill asked suspiciously. Canada opened his mouth, then closed it again. Bill quickly said,

"I apologize for my rudeness. Sorry. But I was just...Purple..." He trailed off, looking at Russia. Russia rubbed the back of his neck, staring at me.

"What?" I asked.

"I feel funny," He said.

"Why?" I asked, frowning. He shrugged.

"Maybe you should eat!" Canada advised, smiling at the food before us. I was about to protest when I saw noodles. Lots of Ramen noodles...

So many noodles...

"Yes, let's eat," I said, piling a bunch into my bowl. Canada already had steak-and-kidney pie and Russia was poking suspiciously at a steak.

"Just eat it!" I told him, slurping up some noodles...No time for manners now, I'm starving~

"How did we get here, anyways?" Canada asked softly, shoveling some pie into his mouth.

"I was wondering that too," Russia said, glancing at me. Canada also glanced at me.

"What?" I threw my hands up defensively as a noodle dribbled down my chin. "I had no part in this whatsoever!"

"Yeah, but you're supposed to be all wise and stuff," Canada sighed, "You are four thousand years old."

"What?" Bill was clearly confused.

"Um...It's a made-up language we have," Canada explained quickly.

"But it sounds like English," Bill's blue eyes were staring at me.

"Code words," I said, not looking him in the eyes.

"Yeah, we have code-names too!" Russia stated. "I'm-"

"We don't have code-names," I said fiercely, glaring at him. But Bill was interested now.

"What are they?" He asked eagerly, leaning forward and raising bushy eyebrows, a trait I just now noticed. Dang, do all British people have thick brows?!

"Mine is..." Russia began, but stopped. He cleared his throat and said,

"No, my name is just Ivan."

Bill gave him a skeptical look but Russia just glared at him, eyes narrowing.

Despite being eleven-years-old physically, he was still pretty scary, but cute, in a panda-way. But I knew pandas had a temper...I'd hate to see Bill anger him further...

"This pie is wonderful!" Canada too sensed the mood and stuffed more in his face so his mouth was full as he spoke,

"It if so gud! Foo 'ave ter fy eet!"

"I can't understand you, swallow your food!" Bill said crossly. Then he quickly apologized.

"I said, 'It is so good! You have to try it!'"

"Oh, so that's what you were saying," I said, trying to distract Russia from still glaring at Bill. Bill looked at the pie and reached out to take some, but it all disappeared and was suddenly replaced with sweets.

"Dessert!" he said, impressed. I spotted some carrot cake and got myself a slice, and Russia got some apple pie. Canada still had his pie on his plate, and was finishing it up while eyeing some ice-cream and a bottle of maple syrup.

"This food is good," Canada said after a while, "But we need to figure out how to get out of here."

"What? Why?" Bill's eyebrows fused into a uni-brow as he looked confused.

"Butt out," I advised.

"Why would you want to leave?" A girl's voice asked, "It's Hogwarts! The school of magic! Who would want to leave?"

It was the girl with the braided hair. The Asian girl was now stuffing treacle tart into her face and a third girl, with long golden hair and sparkling green eyes, was also staring at me.

"Well...We don't belong here." I sighed.

"You mean you're a Muggle?!" The girl with the golden hair gasped. "But how did you get in?!"

"Of course we're not..Muggles," Russia said quickly. "We just...Erm..."

I knew 'Muggle' was clearly a bad term here, but what does it mean?!

And this was all starting to sound familiar...

Canada seemed to be having the same thoughts, because he was frowning and looking at teh girl with the golden hair.

"I'm Isis, by the way." The girl with the gold hair said. She turned her sparkling lime eyes to each of us in turn and said, "And you're Yao, Ivan, Bill, and Matthew."

"Um," Bill said.

"I pay attention to the sorting, that's how I know," She sighed.

"I'm Luna," the girl with the braided hair greeted, shaking my hand, then Canada's and Bill's. She grimaced at Russia and gave him a sort of stiff nod. He fiddled with his pink scarf and averted his gaze.

"And I am Chi," The Asian girl looked up from her treacle tart. Like everybody else in the room except us, she spoke in the English accent.

"Nice to meet you," Russia greeted.

"Yeah," Matthew said, nodding. "Nice to meet you too."

"So, what were you saying about not belonging here?" Isis asked, glaring at all of us. "Because, if you are Muggles, you don't belong here."

"No, we're just...Not sure how we got here. Magic, you said?" Canda asked.

"Yes, magic. You must be Muggle-borns, then, if you're confused. I'm half-blood, my father was a wizard and me mam was a Muggle." She nodded.

"'I'm a pure-blood," Chi said, gazing at Russia with a frown on her face, "I've never heard the name Braginski or Williams...Might have heard Wang somewhere, though."

"And I am also a pure-blood," Luna said, scooting away from Russia with a look of disgust on her face. I felt a bit angry. This girl didn't even know him, and she already treated him like a creep. And he wasn't even acting like...Well, Russia! I know I'm a hypocrite, but I don't like people like that, who judge with just one look.

"Can't believe I'm a Hufflepuff," Chi said sadly, her brown eyes looking down. "My mom and my dad were both Ravenclaws and my older sister is one, too. I'm going to be a big disappointment."

"Could be worse, you could be Muggle-born," Isis shrugged. "No offense," She quickly told me.

"My father was a Hufflepuff," Luna told us, ignoring Russia completely by turning her back to him, "But my mother was a Slytherin. I don't think they'll mind me being in Hufflepuff."

"I'm a half-blood," Bill said, stuffing his mouth with ice-cream.

"I'm a Muggle-born," I said, hoping to sound like I knew what they were talking about.

"I kind of figured that out myself, thanks," Luna sighed, snubbing her nose at me. I didn't like her already. I wasn't sure if I liked Isis, but Chi seemed alright.

"Don't talk to my friend that way," Russia told her. Luna flipped her braided hair in his face, still ignoring him, and told Canada,

"Pure-blood is royalty, here in this school,Muggle-born. You'll be listening to me."

"That's not very nice," Russia and I said at the same time. Luna just frowned at me and said,

"What? It's the truth."

"You're acting like a Slytherin right now, and I hate Slytherins. The whole lot of them." Bill snarled at her.

"They're not that bad," I said, thinking of England and Germany and Romano. I didn't exactly like them, but they weren't that bad.

"How would you know?" Luna snapped. "Thought you were Muggle-born."

"That's no way to treat somebody, Luna," Chi said from behind her. Luna just shrugged and rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, I thought you were Muggle-born," Isis frowned at me.

"I have a few friends in Slytherin, they aren't that bad, honestly." I answered somewhat truthfully.

"What about Gryffindors and Ravenclaws?" Canada asked.

"Everybody knows Gryffindors are a bunch of show-offs, and Ravenclaws are all prissy."

"Hey!" Canada and I exclaimed at the same time.

"Not true," Bill frowned again, "Gyrffindors are supposed to be really, really brave and the Ravenclaws are smart...But I won't deny they are a bit prissy."

"Do we interact with other Houses much?" Canada asked him, pouring maple syrup over some vanilla ice-cream.

"In classes, I think." Isis said.

"Good. My brother is in a different house." I smiled.

"Mine is, too." Canada nodded. Isis arched a noticeably thick eyebrow.

"My brother is Kiku Honda and his is Alfred Jones."

"Your last names are different," Isis murmured. Canada and I glanced at each other, then away awkwardly. We wondered how long we could keep this up.

"Well...We're half-brothers," Canada explained quickly, turning his head away. Isis opened her mouth to ask him another question but at that very moment, a tall man with a long silver beard and spectacles that were in the shapes of half-moons. He spread out his hands, and beaming, said,

"Welcome to Hogwarts!"