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England: No really a 13 year old girl doesn't own Harry potter or Hetalia I am so shocked

Me: Shut up


Today was the day all the nations were both waiting and dreading for September 1st. Today they were going to Hogwarts.

"Come on everybody this way to platform 9 ¾ " England called in his now 13 year old body.

"Dude there aren't any platform 9 ¾ in my country" America said.

"Nor in mine "France agreed.

"Well there's one here now shut up people are going to here you". England hissed at the other two. (Canada was standing in the back).

As the four nations walk up to the platform they saw other kids some were heading the same way they were. When they finally got to platform 9, England showed them how to get to there platform.

"Dude he like totally just when like through the wall that's so awesome!" America yelled a little too loud, causing them to get a couple strange glances from other people.

"Well who wants to go next?" France asked shuffling to the back.

"I'll go" Canada Said making America Jump not realizing he was there.

"Well ok don't get hurt bro". America said patting the already nervous on the shoulder.

Taking a deep breath Canada ran towards the through the wall followed by the other two.

"There you two… I mean three are" England said when they got to the other side. "Now let get on the train it will be leaving soon".

Harry POV

Harry had just found the last free booth (well mostly free there was a man asleep but it would have to do).Him and his two friends sitting down the started to chat to one another when they were interrupted by a loud crash and yelling coming from the next booth.

"Will you stay away from me you bloody Frog!"

"Oh you know you love me Angleterre "

"No I don't stay away".

"I'm going to see what happening". Harry said getting up and leaving his booth. Still hearing the yelling as he got closer to the booth. He opens the door to the oddest sight. The French boy he had seen the other day was on the ground on top of a boy who looked just like the man he had seen this boy with.

Clearing his voice to get there attention. The two boys looked up at him the one with big eyebrows turning the deepest shade of red he had ever seen. The other just ot up and walk to his seat.

"Did you want something? "He asked comely.

"Well umm.. Oh yes could you be a little more quite we can barley hear are own thoughts over there." Harry said.

"I'm terribly sorry". The boy who was on the ground said. "Let me introduce my self I am Arthur Kirkland, the one who was assaulting me is Francis Bonnefoy. The one with the glasses is Alfred f. Jones. ".

"I'm the Hero" Alfred shouts.

"Right" Arthur said unimpressed. "And um the one next to him is ummm oh yes, Matthew Williams. Sorry to have bother you. We will more quite right." Giving the other three death glares.

Going back to his on booth even more confused then when he left. Harry thought to himself "Well at least this can't get any weirder.

(Time skip to dementor attack

England POV.

Feeling the train come to a sudden halt .He got very worried.

"Why we stop" Asked a shaking Canada.

"I don't know Canada it's nothing to be frightened about". England lie had just feeling a chill he knew they should all be very frighten.

As there door flew open are a dark figure appeared, England yelled. "Don't be scared there just memories they can't hurt you. I'm sorry for what about to happen." Then things went black.


A/N: Sorry this is wear the chapter some what a cliff hanger I am hopinh to to get the next chapter in the next week(But I do have some what of a life). Don't forget to Review If I get 5 reviews I will tell everyone all my ships for harry potter and Hetalia even the secret ones.