Chapter 16: An Unexpected Visitor and Threats

The next morning at breakfast Hungary burst in, wielding her frying pan. Italy and Austria followed, the aristocrat trying to convince her that violence wasn't the answer. Unfortunately, she was in a murderous mood and nothing her ex-husband could say would calm her down. Nobody gets away with driving Italy so far over the edge that she has to be dragged to Scotland in the middle of dinner to fix it.

She first walked up to Malfoy and slammed the cast iron skillet on his head. She then walked up to Umbrigde and hit her five times with the weapon. She started screaming in fluent Hugarian that nobody could translate because she was speaking so rapidly.

Italy walked to the Gryffindor table and sat beside his friends. Suddenly the doors opened and an unknown teenager walked in. He had unkempt brown hair and dazzling blue-green eyes. He was on the short side, but was still rather athletic looking. He strode up to Hungary and Austria.

"Mati, that's enough." he addressed Hungary before turning to Austria. "Oče, why don't you stop her?"

"Not now Slowenien. Vait, how did you find us?" Austria asked.

"Ludwig contacted me about the whole Feliciano situation. Since Feli is a very close friend of mine, I was naturally concerned. Then he said you and Mati were here." the boy explained.

This boy was Aleksander Zupan, also known as the Republic of Solvenia, one of the countries that was formed when Austria and Hungary split after World War I. So he considered Hungary his mother and Austria his father. He was also close to Italy, due to growing up with his western neighbor when the Holy Roman Empire was alive and later being annexed by him during World War II.

"Ve~ Ciao Aleksander!" Italy cried.

"Pozdravi Feli!" Solvenia greeted. "I was just coming to take Mati and Oče home. But we should play nogomet sometime."

"Ve~ sí, Luddy sometime is too busy to play football with me and you're better at it than Alfred and Matthew. Maybe we can play it at-a Christmas." Italy suggested

"Ja we totally should." Solvenia agreed. "Anyway Mati, Oče, let's go home."

"Szlovénia, vait for your father and me at home. I have a szuka to teach a lesson."

"Mati, we've been over this. You can't hit people with frying pans, because you'll kill them."

"Fiam, if you knew what she's done to Alfred and Feli, you want to kill this szuka too." Hungary said. "So let Anyu handle this."

"What has she done to them Mati?" Aleksander asked. Hungary didn't answer so he turned to Austria. "Oče, tell me. If she's hurt my friend, then I'll kill her."

"It's not important, Sohn." Austria said. "If Feliciano vants to tell you, zen he vill."

Slovenia slid into Hungarian and started arguing with his mother. Austria just face palmed before joining in, speaking in German. Everybody went back to eating, ignoring the arguing nations.

Finally, Hungary relented and told Slovenia why she was trying to kill Umbridge. His eyes widened. Having hung around Romania, much to his mother's dismay, he knew the effects of the curse Italy told his former caretakers about.

He turned to Umbridge and started yelling in fluent Slovenian, which only Austria, Italy, and Hungary understood. He pulled out a knife and started waving it around.

"Just wait until I tell Rosa. She'll shoot you." he growled before turning to Hungary. "I'm telling Vlad, Mati. He'll know how to stop this."

He grabbed Austria and Hungary by their wrists and marched out the door, hell bent on telling Mexico and Romania. The two larger countries could only follow the smaller nation.

"Ciao!" Feliciano called. "I'll see-a you later."

"I'm guessing you didn't tell Slovenia to come here, eh." Canada stated. "I fear the day when Gilbert, Romano, Rosa, or one of Alfred's states come here."

"Ja, that vould be a nightmare. Vait, his states are personified?" Germany asked.

"Oui. Imagine the chaos during a meeting and multiple that by fifty and that's how you would describe the states." Matthew explained. "It would be horrifying to have them walk through the door. And if they meet Umbridge, I shudder to even imagine what they'll do."

"Vhy?"

"They only listen to mon frère. They are his children, so they naturally show him respect." the Canadian said. "They don't take orders from anyone else and despise being talked down to. And when they get into fights, it gets messy. The American Civil War is evidence of that."

"Zen they von't get along vith Umbridge."

"Who? My states?" Alfred asked as he sat next to Canada. "Not a snowball's chance in Hell. And I won't let the bitch near them. And if she dares to go near one, then World War II will look like a fist fight."

"I can believe that as over protective as you are." Matthew agreed. "That's part of the reason very few countries know about them. So, what were Aleksander, Elizabeta, and Rodreich talking about that your name was mentioned?"

"Nothing." America replied.

"Zen vhy did Slowenien say he was going to tell Rosa und Vladimir about it?" Germany asked.

"Dunno." Alfred lied.

The other two countries dropped the subject and the continued to do their homework. Eventually England came with Italy and grabbed America.

Alfred and Feliciano stood in Arthur's office, Norway, Romania, Hungary, Austria, and Solvenia with them. The island nation was fuming, while Venezanio cowarded behind Elizabeta and Aleksander. Vlad and Lukas exchanged worried looks while Austria scolded Italy for hiding. And America was avoiding making eye contact with anybody.

"You bloody gits should've told me." Arthur yelled. "Do you realize how serious this is? This woman can have us all at her mercy if she figures out who we are."

"I'm sorry Iggy. I was trying to protect you." Alfred explained, his voice trembled as tears threatened to fall.

England opened his mouth but Romania cut him off. "England, yelling at them von't so much good. Ve need to be patient."

"For once the Romanian dog is right. They've probably been traumatized by this szuka and yelling isn't going to help." Hungary agreed.

"Is it the end of the world?" Slovenia asked. "Mati and Romunija agreed on something. Oče, we need to get to the nearest American Costco. I heard they have everything we need to survive the apocalypse and no one can get in without a membership."

"Now is not the time for joking Slowenien." Austria scolded.

"I was just trying to lighten the mood." Aleksander grumbled. "But I forgot, you don't have a sense of humor."

Austria opened his mouth to argue but Norway cut him off. "If you two are going to argue, go somewhere else. This is not the time nor the place. Now back to the subject, Hungary and Romania are right. We shouldn't yell at Italy or America. This curse would put fear into Belarus, so naturally both of them are scared as is."

"You have a point. But you bloody gits should've come to me. Now we'll probably have Mexico, Romano, and God knows who else lined up to kill Umbridge." England pointed out.

"Ja, and I'm at the front of it." Slovenia said. "Italy is a dear friend and nobody will hurt him."

"After your apa and I, fiam." Hungary corrected. "Ve did raise Feli."

"I think England vill go first." Romania stated. "And Norge and I are in zis line for ze sake of everyone else."

"Well you can add the states then too." England said. "They're defensive of America's well being."

"Vait, his states are personified?" Austria asked.

"Da, how did you not know zat? He's not ze best at keeping secrets." Vlad noted. "You need to get avay from ze piano more."

"Can it fangs." Hungary snapped. "Oh zat's right, you only have one fang. Not even a proper vampire."

"Taci Hungarian bitch." the Romanian growled.

CLANG! Hungary brought the cast iron skillet down on her rival's head, causing him to collapse to the floor. And their meeting descended into chaos from there. Italy was screaming for mercy, America and England were fighting, Austria was alternating between yelling at Hungary and Italy, Slovenia was trying to rescue Romania, and Norway was trying to get it under control.

"Hem, hem." an annoying voice said causing everyone to turn and see Umbridge.

"Zat's her?" Romania asked. Slovenia made a moved towards her but Vlad held him back. "Nu Aleksander. Do not do anyzing too rash."

"I came here to see Professor Kirkland about Alfred. I'm afraid if he doesn't start attending my class, the we will be forced to expel him." Umbridge said.

"Nincs!" Hungary cried. "You won't go near them."

"I am Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic." the toad stated. "I will not let some foreigner tell me what I can and cannot do."

"Ve out rank you." Austria said. "I can assure you zat if you don't leave zem alone, zen you vill have governments all over the world und the United States of America after you. So if you have any common sense, zen you vill lay off."

"Ja, I'd listen to my oče if I were you." Slovenia added. "You don't want to meet Alfred's sister and relatives."

"Nu, you don't vant to meet Feliciano's brother either." Romania agreed.

"You go near my... relatives, then the Cold War will look like a little spat." America stated.

"Ve~ mio fratello has the mafia and Alfred's sorella has a gun. She's scary. The only one that shoots better than her are Matthew and Alfred." Italy added.

"Now Dolores, you have a choice. You either lay off of my charges or you die." Arthur told her nonchalantly. "On top of several governments trying to kill you, I also have special friends that have a murderous tic. And the Minister can't do a bloody thing about it."

Umbridge's ugly face contorted in rage, before she stormed off to probably tell the Minister. The nation's then resumed their meeting.

Should the states tag along with their Aunt Mexico to murder Umbridge? Maybe not all of them though. Comment which one's you'd like to appear if I choose to include them. Also Slovenia is a real place. It's surrounded by Italy, Hungary, and Croatia. It's really small. The only reason I know about it is because my Great Grandpa was from there. But I don't know how their accent sounds. Please correct any mistakes, especially in the languages and accents. Thank you to my reviewers and followers

Translations:

Slovenian-

Mati = mother

oče = father

pozdravi = hello

nogomet = football (soccer)

Hungarian-

Fiam = my son

anyu = mommy

apa = father

nincs = no

Romanian-

Taci = shut up

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