Chapter 4: Arthur's Unexpected Guests and Feliciano's Knowledge
The Gryffindor first years had Defense Against the Dark Arts first. Or as Alfred put it, "A totally awesome class where we learn hero stuff." Alfred was so excited that he was practically shaking in his seat until that Umbridge woman walked in. She was wearing a god-awful pink outfit that would cause Poland to scream and die. The American turned to Feliciano.
"Dude, Feliks would die if he saw what she was wearing. We so have to write him about this!"
"Ve~ sí!" the Italian agreed. "I already wrote Kiku and asked him to tell everybody that I said 'Ciao!'"
"Wands away, no talking." Umbridge snapped, looking pointedly at the two nations on that last part. "This year, you will be learning about defensive theory, a Ministry approved method."
"Who the hell do you think you're talking to, lady? Five year olds?" America suddenly snapped. He hated being talked to like a child. "I'll have you know that-"
"Sit down, you American dummkopf." Germany hissed pulling him back down while Canada slapped a hand over his mouth.
"Students will raise their hands before speaking in my class." Umbridge snarled. "Since you're first years, I'll let you off with a warning."
America was too busy trying to get his brother's hand off his mouth to notice what she said. Germany on the other hand was shooting daggers at Feliciano because the Italian had pulled out his white flag and was crying and blubbering.
"Please Mr. Canada, I'm too young to-a die! I'm still a virgin. Where do you think they get extra virgin olive oil? Please don't-a shoot me or hit-a me with your hockey stick!" he sobbed attracting Umbridge's attention.
"The three of you have detention." she snarled at Germany, Italy, and America, completely forgetting about Canada, who was still suffocating his twin.
Umbridge turned away and started going on and on about the Ministry, ignoring Feliciano's flag and Matthew's attempt at keeping his brother quiet. Until America freed himself and had one of those rare moments when he fought with Canada.
"Mattie!" he snarled. "Why would you do that?"
"Because Arthur will murder you if you get in trouble." he argued, as Germany tried to separate them and Italy screamed louder.
"I can handle Iggy."
"Oh yes, you've proved that. Evidence in that 'Revolution' of yours."
"At least I fought for what I wanted."
"That is enough!" Umbridge cried. "Mr. Williams, you have detention. All four of you will go to Professor Kirkland."
Germany had to drag Feliciano from the room while Matthew and Alfred followed still seething with anger.
Arthur was writing notes on Rome on the board when the other four nations came in. It was Feliciano's cries that alerted him to their presence. The Italian calmed down when he saw what England was writing.
"Ve~ Grandpa Rome!" he cried in excitement. "I miss Grandpa. He taught me how to draw. Did you know that, Luddy?"
"What are you four doing here?" England asked.
"Those dummkopfs," Germany said while pointing at the two North Americans, "vere fighting in that Ministry lady's class. Feliciano made it vorse by pulling out that flag of his."
"Ve~ Arthur, Matthew's scary. Why do we always forget him?" the Italian asked.
"I don't know, Feli. It must be a Canadian thing." he told his fellow nation. "Matthew, I expected better from you." He took Umbridge's note from Germany. "And really Alfred? Yelling at your professor. Then again, it's you. You lot might well stay where I can keep an eye on you."
Arthur turned back to his class and started talking about Rome. Italy would occasionally interject anything England forgot. Suddenly, there was a knocking on the otherside of the mirror.
"I got it, I got it!" Feliciano cried as he ran to the mirror.
Before Arthur could stop him, the Italian pulled back the curtain revealing Romania and Norway. They stepped out and Feliciano quickly closed the curtain.
"Don't mind us." Romania said. "Ve're just here to strengthen the magic on the mirror."
"So that's what's behind the curtain? It doesn't seem very dangerous at all." Malfoy stated. "Anyway, my father will hear about a Mudblood letting his Muggle friends into the school."
"Detention, Mr. Malfoy. And they're not Muggles. They're here because they have something they wish to discuss with me later." Arthur said. "Class dismissed."
Romania turned to Malfoy. "I'll have you know that vhat lies behind the mirror is very dangerous. Your professor is right to barn you against going near it."
He flashed his fangs before returning to casting spells on the mirror. Arthur started preparing his notes for his next class and gestured for the four de-aged nations to sit down.
"So you de-aged them? Vait, Italy's in Gryffindor? I thought he'd be Hufflepuff." Romania mused when all the fifth years left. "Then again, according to my bitch of a neighbor, he used to be down right vicious and vasn't afraid to defend his land against the Ottoman Empire. Oh and he kicked 2Ps Italy's ass after Luciano hurt Romano."
"Will you stop talking like that?" Arthur growled. "You never know who's listening."
"So vhat is it like to have Alfred young again? Have you turned back into big brother Arthur?" Vlad asked.
"Vladimir." Norway hissed. "Arthur's getting annoyed. He might kill you."
"You can't say you're not curious too, Lukas."
"Enough. Both of you." Arthur snapped.
Alfred was determined to get back at Umbridge. So he and Italy were writing a letter to Poland during History of Magic. The two already knew it and Feliciano said he'd fill the American in on anything he needed to know about Rome. Besides, England was too busy stopping and yelling at Romania to notice.
Right now they were requesting the Pole send her a howler. Alfred was hoping she'd die of embarrassment. That is if Poland didn't die from the fact that the toad ruined his favorite color first.
"Alfred, tell me what Romans used instead of wands." Arthur snapped.
"Ve~ They used-a staffs, which are still used by-a magicians in the House of Life." Italy blurted before America had a chance to even process the question. "Ve~ Alfred, we need to have him see-a for himself."
"That is correct Feliciano. Five points to Gryfindor, but let Alfred answer the question for himself in the future." England said. "And both of you start bloody paying attention."
"But Iggy-" Alfred started.
"It's 'Professor Kirkland.'" Arthur corrected. "Now who can tell me what lead to the downfall of the Roman Empire?"
"Ve~ it was Germania otherwise known as the Germanic tribes." Italy answered. "It lead-a Austria, Spain, France, and Prussia to battle over control of Italy. Italy was split-a into north and south. South went-a to Spain and North went-a to Austria. Eventually Holy Roman Empire offered to become-a one with North Italy and reform the Roman Empire. But Italy refused-a."
"I should've known you'd answer that." Arthur mused. "Take another five points, Feliciano. Alright, that's it for today. Class dismissed."
Short chapter. I'd like to thank my reviewer and followers. I'm shocked that this story's doing so well and it means so much to me everytime I open my email and see somebody's followed, favored, or reviewed this story. So thank you so much for your support. Anyway, if you see any accent, grammar, spelling, or language errors, please tell me and I'll fix them. Hetalia and Harry Potter aren't mine. P.S. Romania calls Hungary a bitch because they don't get along.