I'm glad I'm not busy at the moment and can update regularly. I'm so excited! I'm not sure what I expected, but I'm glad the story isn't a huge mess.

Oh, and before I forget again

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia or Harry Potter although I wish I did.

After the meeting was over Japan, Canada and America stayed over at England's house (after a few calls to their bosses telling them where they'd be for the next year). The next day the four of them went off to Diagon Ally to gather supplies.

England had used an ancient and supposedly foolproof spell that caused the three's physical age to revert to when they looked eleven. The only downside to the spell was that the maturity of the spells recipient would also revert to that age. Luckily the last time they looked that age they were already hundreds of years old.

When the quartet entered the Leaky Cauldron Alfred was holding Arthur's hand while Matthew and Kikku trailed behind him. This went entirely unnoticed as everyone in the pub's attention was focused on a young boy and a large man at the center of a small crowd.

Leaning down Arthur whispered, "That's him, Harry Potter."

After that they quickly headed to the back of pub and faced a brick wall. "What are we doing here? It's a dead end." America asked. Instead of replying England tapped a pattern on the bricks and let the show of magic do the explaining.

After walking through the moving brick wall, America and Japan both gasped and looked around them with wide eyes, while England and Canada Just continued walking with amused expressions.

Strange, England was sure this was Matthews first time in Diagon Ally, yet he was completely unfazed, and if anything he acted familiar with the place of magic…

Arthur snapped back to attention as Alfred tugged on his sleeve, "What should we get first Iggy!" He asked enthusiastically. Alfred made such a cute eleven year old, reminded Arthur of the days back when he was just a colony.

"Well we should probably go get outfitted for your school robes.", Was Englands reply

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America immediately bounced off in a random direction. "Wait!" Canada called out, and Alfred stopped and turned around, "Alfred, you're going in the wrong direction!"

England frowned, how in the world did Canada know that? "The robes shop is this way Alfred."

"Oh" Completely unfazed the nation grinned and set off in the right direction.

After getting measured for their robes the four nations made their way to Ollivanders. They walked through the door, and the shop seemed empty. America and Japan both Jumped as a voice said, "Why hello there."

A small man with shocking white hair stood before them. "First years looking to buy wands I assume?" England America and Japan nodded while Canada just stood there.

Ollivander looked Alfred up and down, then walked over to a shelf and pulled out a box. Presenting it to Alfred he said, "Vine, ten inches and dragon heartstring, give it a wave."

America brandished the wand as he would a sword and a dusty wand on display burst into flame. Absentmindedly casting and augumenti charm to put out the fire, Ollivander took America's wand and gave him a new on while muttering, "The core was right but not the wood. Maybe ash?"

This time the wand didn't react at all.

"Try this," The shopkeeper said, handing America another wand, "Oak, ten inches and dragon heartstring. This time a cascade of red, white and blue sparks erupted from his wand, and faint music could be heard, the american anthem.

After clapping for the display Ollivander eyed Japan speculatively and said, "I think I know just the wand for you.", Before hurrying off to a back room. When he returned he was holding a long and thin wand. "Cherry blossom wood, forteen inches and kitsune youkai fur.

Accepting the wand from the silver eyed man, Japan gave it a tentative swish. Sakura petals poured out and danced across the room for a few seconds before fading away.

Satisfied by the wand's reaction he turned to Matthew.

"Wait, I already have a wand, see?" he pulled a wand made of a rich red wood out of his sleeve, handing it to Ollivander.

England stepped back, "Matthew, since when have you had a wand?" he asked.

"A while." the Canadian shrugged. Ollivander took the wand and inspected it.

His eyes widened, "Eleven inches, maple wood, however I'm not sure about the core." He looked over at Canada, "what is the core? I've never seen anything like it."

Canada fidgeted, clearly not used to so much attention. "It's unique, ice dragon heart string wrapped in phoenix tail feather."

The man eyes widened even farther, and he turned the wand over one last time before handing it back to Canada. "Curious." he murmured, "Curious." Turning to face Aurthur he said, "That will be seventeen galleons."

Arthur paid the money, then the four of them left the wand shop. Alfred finally let out his breath, which he hadn't noticed he'd been holding, and exclaimed, "Well, that sure was exciting!"

Edited 7/22/2014