Chapter 11: Family and a Meeting

"Ve~ ciao!" Italy greeted the Golden Trio.

"Excuse me, Feliciano. Can we ask you a question?" Hermione asked.

"Sí."

"If Alfred, Matthew, and Professor Kirkland are all brothers, then why do they have different last names and why are they from different countries."

Feli had to think about this. He knew why they all had different last names, but he couldn't tell them the truth. He had to come up with a believable lie.

"Ve~ Arthur was born-a in England, but his genitori divorced and his madre moved to America and remarried. They had Alfred and Matthew before they spilt. Their padre took Alfred and their madre changed her name back and moved to Canada with Matthew." Feli explained. "Alfred and Matthew also have a sorella from their padre's first marriage. She is not a witch."

He was very careful on details. He had to make sure he told the others later. That way they weren't contradicting each other.

"How do you know Ludwig?" Harry asked.

"Ve~ we go way back. He's big and scary and he protects me. He's-a my best-a friend!" Italy said excitedly. "He plays football with me and lets me make pasta! And he tries to train me because I'm-a weak. But he always forgives-a me. Like that time I told Alfred and Arthur everything I knew about him. And he keeps me safe from big brother Francis and that scary Ivan. He also puts up with fratello, who's kind of a dick after living with big brother Antonio."

The portrait door swung upon and Ludwig walked in. Italy ran over to him and started clinging to him. He chattered away in Italian and was generally over excitable.

"Ve~ Luddy, did I tell-a you about what that mean-a Malfoy did to me the other day?" Feli asked. "He took-a my art book and tossed it in the lake. Arthur says he'll get me a new one. But that means I have to start-a from the beginning."

"Vhat do you mean he threw it into the lake? Vhat vhere you doing zat caused him to do zis?" the German asked.

"Niente, he just-a did. He's a big bully."

"Do you vant me to get revenge?"

"No. I'm used to it-a. Big brother Francis used to-a do it all the time before I went to live with Mr. Rodreich." Italy replied. "Do you want to go play football?"

"Nein. I have vork to do und so do you." Germany told his friend. "Und I have to vrite to mein 'awesome' bruder before he shows up here. Und you should vrite to Lovino before he calls the mafia to hunt you down."

"Too late for that, dude." America said while appearing from nowhere.

"Verdammt, Alfred. Now is not the time to employ your spy skills." Ludwig scolded. "Und vhat do you mean by it's too late?"

"My sister, Mexi, wrote to Mattie and me after she tortured our whereabouts out of Scottie with Lovino's help. She says if Mattie and me don't write her weekly, she's coming here and murdering us." Alfred replied. "She also says that Lovino's coming here to cuss out Iggy, Feli, and you right now and she and Scottie are trying to hold him back."

"Vait, vhy me?" the German asked.

"Cause you're the 'Potato Bastard' that some how became friends with his 'idiot little brother.' And he just hates you in general." the American replied. "Well, I gotta go. McGonagall says if I don't go to that toad's detentions, I'm gonna be in serious trouble. Plus it helps me complete the second part of me and Feliks's plan."

"Ve~ I know-a what you're planning. It's going to be good!" Feli cheered. "I can't wait!"

Alfred ran out the portrait hole before stopping and sticking his head back in. "By the way, if any of y'all see a bald eagle, it's mine. She's probably got my mail. She won't attack you if you ain't threatening her. All you gotta do is hold out your arm so she can perch on it and then get my mail. Just set it in my trunk."

"Ve~ buona fortuna!" Italy cried.

"Ja, you're going need it. I heard zat Umbridge is burtal vith her punishments." Ludwig added.

"Ve~ Luddy, where are we going?" Feliciano asked as he speed walked to keep up with his German friend.

The duo were near the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Ludwig really didn't tell want to tell Feli where they were going, knowing the Italian would flee if he did. Alfred was at his detention and Matthew was with Arthur, so it was just the two of them. If Italy ran, Germany might not be able to stop him. Italians advance sixty miles a day when in retreat and Ludwig really didn't want to run sixty miles.

"Ve~ why are we going in there?"

"Be quiet, dummkopf." Germany scolded. "Ve need to keep Romano und Mexico avay from here. So, ve are meeting vith somebody vho's going to help us."

"But why do we need to keep fratello and Alfred's and Matthew's sorella away?" Italy asked in confusion.

"Because they vill reveal our identities und ve can't let zat Umbridge voman know vho ve are."

The entered the very edge of the forest. In a clearing nearby, Prussia was waiting very patiently, which is out of character for him. He didn't want to disturb the thestrals nearby.

"Vest!" he greeted his brother before turning to the Italian. "Little Italy! You look so cute vhich is awesome, but not as awesome as me. Anyvay, Vest, is Birdie okay? I miss his pancakes."

"Ja, Canada is fine. So are Arthur und Alfred." Germany replied.

"Little Alfred, ah I remember helping vith his little revolution vay back vhen." Prussia commented. "Vho do hyu think taught him to fight? So there has to be a reason hyu called the awesome me here besides the fact that hyu missed mein awesomeness."

"Ja bruder. There is this voman zat is on to us und ve need you to keep Italy's bruder und the North American twins' schwester avay from here."

"Is zat all? Kesese zat's easy. The awesome me can handle zat. All I have to do is give Mexico some tequlia und give Romano some tomatoes. Hyu better get back to the castle zey vill be vondering vhere hyu are. Vrite to me more or hyu might get a nasty surprise one of zese days."

"Ja, danke. Auf wiedersehen Bruder."

"Ve~ Gratzie Prussia. Ciao!" Italy cried as Germany grabbed him and started dragging him back to the castle.

"Ja, ja. Ihr willkommen. Auf wiedersehen kleiner Bruder und Italy." Prussia yelled after them. "Komm Gilbird, this chilly English veather is unawesome."

Matthew was feeding Kumajirou when Ludwig and Feliciano walked into the Great Hall.

"Where's Alfred?" he asked the other two countries.

"No idea. Zat saukerl said he had to go to detention vith Umbridge." Germany replied. "Gilbert says hallo. He said he misses your pancakes."

"Oui, he comes whenever he actually leaves your basement. I'll send him some for Christmas." Canada told him.

Just then America came in and sat next to his brother. He was wearing his bomber jacket and was tugging the selves down. He was extremely pale and a little jumpy.

"Ve~ how was your detention? Was it awful?" Italy asked.

"Yeah, dude. The old road had me do lines." he replied, forcing a smile on his face. "It was boring actually."

"Are you going to get something to eat?" Matthew asked.

"Nah. I'm not hungry." he replied. His voice sounded as if he were drained of all energy.

"But you're always hungry." Canada pointed out. "Are you sick? Is something going on back in the states that you've neglected to tell us about?"

"I'm fine, Mattie. I'm just not hungry." America told his brother.

Matthew didn't press the issue further. It was probably the economy or something and Alfred, with his hero complex, wouldn't tell anyone no matter how much he was pressed. Sometimes his brother could be a pain in the ass.

I don't really do romance, but there's some implied PruCan if you look closely. They're one of my OTPs along with Spamano, GerIta, FrUK, SuFin, PruHun, and Austria/Hungry. Two weeks off school, so that means more updates. If you see mistakes, tell me. Thank you to my followers and reviewers. I don't own Hetalia or Harry Potter.