Ok, I've been procrastinating, but here it is! Thanks for all your reviews, and thank you Simonana for the idea of force feeding a certain teacher!

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It had been a LOOONG day. Matt stripped off his robes and tossed them carelessly on his bed. Once he was in his PJs, he took out his journal and began to write.

September 4th, 1996

Today was my first day actually teaching at Hogwarts. It's interesting. For some reason, even though he's louder and more obvious, people are acknowledging me more than Al. Or at least, they're acknowledging me more as a teacher. I saw him High-Fiving some Griffindors in the hall today… Seamus and Dean I think. Those two are nice boys. Harry Ron and… oh geez… what's her name? I kept messing it up today; I think she understood I was sorry though. Hermione! That's it… Her cause she's a girl, My because she's in my class and knee… well I'm sure I'll remember after the other two parts.

Anyway, those three were supportive to me. When I got lost on the way to charms, they helped me. Gee, this place is like a maze, and it's always changing. Anywho, it turns out Ron has a lot of siblings too he-

A knock on the door signaled Matt to thrust the journal under his mattress otherwise Al would find it. Another knock and he called out.

"Come in!"

"Heeey America!" Feliciano ran in, tripped over Kumajiro and whacked his head against the bedposts.

"Jeepers! Feli, are you okay?" The Canadian was immediately on his knees next to his clumsy friend. "By the way… It's Matthew… not America or Alfred."

"Germbahemum…"

"What?"

"My face… has a heartbeat." The Italian was sitting up now, gingerly feeling his throbbing forehead in wonder.

"Oookay… I think that's just blood coming to the bruise.. eh."

"Yo Mattie! Feli!" Alfred walked in and plopped down on his brother's bed, blowing hair out of his eyes. "Man, I am BEAT!"

"Huh huh… I wish." Ivan walked in, closing the door behind him. The temperature of the room dropped a few degrees.

"So… ready to start the unofficial official meeting?" Al sat up a little as Feli plopped down next to him, "Dude, your face has a heartbeat!"

"I know right? Ouch!" Al poked it curiously.

"Guys…" Matt sighed and picked up Kumagordo from the chair so he could sit.

"So how was everybodies day being?" Ivan smiled, "I will go first, da? I am having uneventful day then pop! Like magic little blond boy showing PDA in hall gets Russian discipline on the hind end!" He smacked his hands together and laughed happily.

Feliciano looked pale. Matt winced. Alfred's face, on the other hand, lit up.

"Ah! That explains why Dracula ("What?" "Ya know the bratty one with the rat face" "oh, him!ve~") looked so uncomfortable this night! My day was boring and nothing happened much. Haha!" The laugh mimicked his usual one, but was obviously forced, "So, what about you Feli?"

"Ehhhhhhh…"

Severus Snape was NOT looking forward to teaching with his "assistant" again. Why Dumbledore had to assign him the most annoyingly idiotic boy out of the group, he couldn't fathom. Was it because he had finally gotten the position he'd been trying to get since he'd first come to the school as a teacher? Did Dumbledore STILL not trust him, even after his promise?

As the DADA professor entered the corridor to his classroom before breakfast to set up for the day's instruction, a strange odor his nose. He frowned and opened the door to find an unusual (not to mention unwelcome) sight.

The TA was in the corner of the room stirring a boiling cauldron filled with fettuccini noodles. What. The. Hell?

"Mister Vargas! What in Merlin's name do you think you are doing?"

The young man looked up from putting garlic in the water to beam at his senior professor.

"I'm-a making pasta, sir!" He saluted comically. Snape was not amused.

"Why do you need to make pasta when there is perfectly good food on the table, or is it not sophisticated enough for the likes of you?" Snape hissed.

"Yup! English food is gross!" And so he answered the rhetorical question as he drained the water out the window, infuriating the fuming professor even more.

"You wanna try some? One second!"

He moved over to another cauldron, (Snape hadn't noticed it when he'd come in) which apparently held the sauce, and ladled some sauce on to the plate of pasta he'd just made.

"Mr. Vargas, I am not going to eat pasta at seven in the morning. You are given perfectly good food three times a day and should be grateful that Albus Dumbledore puts up with this nonsense at all! And furthermore, using my room to cook your filthy pasta is mmph!"

The professor's dangerously quiet rant was interrupted by a forkful of fettucine alfredo fresh from it's bronze cauldron and steaming from the crisp morning. Feliciano, apparently oblivious of the choking teacher beamed happily.

"See, now-a maybe you can finally smile!"

As soon as he could breath again, the professor quivered with rage.

"Mr. Vargas?"

"Hmm?"

"GET THE BLOODY HELL OUT OF MY CLASSROOM!"

It seems the Italian was successful in making the teacher show some emotions, unfortunately not the ones he'd hoped for.

"Yahhhh!I'm-a so sorry!" Feli ran crying out, apologizing and waving his arms… like usual.

Severus Snape sighed and breathed heavily. As soon as he was calmed down slightly, his eyes wandered to the plate of pasta Feliciano had left. His hand, with a mind of its own, crawled to the fork and lifted another mouthful to his lips. Damn, that was good pasta.

Alfred was crying and rolling on the bed with laughter.

"Y-you force-fed that stiff limey PASTA! Hahahahahahahaha! Oh man that is RICH!" He fell off backwards, pulling Matt's sheets and pillows down with him, still laughing. Matt smiled slightly and tried to keep from laughing out loud like his brother. Ivan was bent over, leaning with one hand on the wardrobe chuckling madly.

"Huh huh huh! For once I agree with the American, but Alfred. I heard a very interesting story in the hall about your first day."

The laughter in the corner stopped and a long silence followed. Finally, he broke it with a muffled mumble.

"Teachs agohost."

"What?"

"I said," His head popped up behind the bed, "The teacher's a ghost."

This took a second to sink in. Feli still looked at him with his head cocked to one side. He didn't know about Al's fatal flaw. But the other two did.

Matt bit his lip so hard he cried. Laughing would be so mean, but it was just so so…

"Pfffft!" He clapped a hand over his mouth and buried his head in a pillow.

Ivan cracked a smile as huge as the moon, but before he could open his mouth, Al chucked a pillow at his head.

"Yeah yeah, so it was a bit uncomfortable. So what." He spat and glared at Russia. The latter's eyes darkened. Matt and Feli shivered as the room suddenly seemed frozen as the two "superpowers" faced off in silent debate, the first phase.

Thankfully, a knock on the door made them all jump, breaking the tension and keeping everyone's blood INSIDE their veins.

Matt jumped up to get it.

"Come in!"

Luna entered the room and looked around before resting her eyes on Feliciano who seemed oddly pale from something.

"Hello. I came to talk to Professor Vargas about a defense question I have. Could we go somewhere to talk, maybe?"

"Of course, uh, Luna, right? Yeah! Sure!" He jumped at the opportunity to escape the still fading tension between his colleagues.

Before they left, Luna looked around the room, her eyes landing on each man in turn. Matt, who was suddenly self conscious in his Moose PJs; Al, who waved and glared at Ivan; and Ivan who smiled back at her but whose smile suddenly fell and he opened his eyes in puzzlement.

"Goodbye guys! See you tomorrow! Hasta la Pasta!" Feli laughed awkwardly and closed the door.

The three remaining nations looked at each other in silence.

"Did you guys… umm feel anyting whan she luked at you?"

"Yeah, it was weird. Kinda creepy. Oh right, I'm still mad at you, so this doesn't count as agreeing, kay?"

"Never said it did. What about you, Canada? You "Get the Jibe?""

"Eh, yeah. It was like… it was like she knew."

They all stared at each other and shook their heads simultaneously.

"Nah."

"Nope."

"No way she could have… guessed… could she?"

"So what's your question? Gee, it's freezing in here… brr!"

Feli's hands were firmly in his pockets and he shivered. The empty classroom had no heating and it was getting to him.

"Well that rules out Vampire, but I didn't expect it anyway. You have none of the qualities..."

"What?" He started to get a chilly feeling that went beyond the cold, "What do you mean?"

"I mean, you don't have to hide from me anymore. It's all right, I won't tell anyone."

He opened his eyes wide, startled.

"What-what are talking about I'm not hiding anything…" He was nervous now. This couldn't be.

"Oh don't be silly," She smiled honestly, "I know you're an immortal, that's all."

Oh no, not good... not good at all.

The ENd! JK, more to come. Next chapter should be the last. Love you All and thanks for being a great crew of readers!