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France's POV

I crept to the common room and then out into the hallway I remember led to the kitchen- there was no way I'd eat any more British food. I carried several cookbooks in my arms which made opening the doors to the kitchen difficult.

The amount of house elves milling about the kitchen, even at this late hour, was astounding. I knew they were the driving force behind the cavernous kitchens, but nothing could have prepared me for the sheer number of them.

"Excuse me." I asked politely of a passing elf.

"Hello. What can I do for you, sir?" He inquired kindly.

"I was wondering if you could make me and my friends something. It is a tradition of ours and-" The elf over rode me timidly waving his hand.

"Sorry for interrupting sir, but I understand. Do not worry this happens a lot. People want the comfort of home. I even get 7th years doing this. Just ask what you want for any meal and we would make it." His reply caused my spirits to lift.

"It is okay. Thank you." I bowed then continued. "Here I got some recipes for you to try." I handed the cookbook over to him.

"Thank you. It has been a long time since we got any new recipes. Is there a specific one you want?" The elf had a genuinely happy smile on his face.

"If you give Arthur, Matthew, Alfred, and me the pancake recipe on page 14, that would be great. Hey, what is your name?" I said. The elf, who had started turning to page 14, stopped.

"You want to know my name sir?" His voice was shaky and eyes as round as saucers. I nodded and tried to calm him down. "Of course. I love cooking, so during time when I do not have anything to do at school, I would most likely be here." The elf had a look of surprise on his face. He looked down.

"Sir, you want to spend time with us? You are a very weird wizard. No one has wanted to hang out with us since the marauders attend school here. My name is Bayard sir." He bowed after saying his name. I wanted to ask who the marauders were but I was running out of time so I bowed

"That is a great name. Please, call me Francis." I do not mind the word 'sir' when I am doing official business as a nation but outside of that I would like to be called my name. My human name or my nation name is up to the person.

Bayard nodded. "Thanks for the repiece s- Francis. I hope you enjoy. You better get moving if you want to get to the Main Hall and talk with your friends." He bowed and went to tell the other elves the news. I left the kitchen and started the way towards the Main Hall.

Canada's POV

I hovered directly outside the Main Hall with a small smile tugging at my lips; practically a full blown grin for me. People remembered my name and I was only bumped into one time and the person apologized. If this keeps up, I may never leave this school. I saw the kid who had bumped into me earlier. He looked up and saw me.

"Again I am so sorry about bumping into." He said in sincere voice. I laughed inwardly remembering it. He was reading a book and not looking where he was going and I was more focused on Kumahat. The next thing both of us know we bumped into each other. Once he realized it, he started to apologize like crazy and I did too. We both realized this then started to laugh. I was half tempted to ask if he was one of my people with the amount he apologized.

"That is okay. You can stop saying sorry." That is one of the few things I never thought I would say. I saw my brother so I waved goodbye to the boy and ran up to him. Once he saw me, he picked me up in a bone crushing hug.

"Mattie!" he yelled while spinning me around. Lucky people were in the Main Hall so they only heard my brother yell his nickname for me.

"Al it is good to see you too but I am getting dizzy and Kumahat as well." I said while trying not to throw up. My brother laughed then he put me down.

Kumahat had a blank look in his eyes. "Dizzy."He said his cute small voice.

Yelling stalled Alfred from saying anything else and we both turned to stare down the corridor leading to the dormitoriesk. The words frog and black sheep of europe seemed to be the most popular insults traded between the two irritated voices. We quickly realized who was coming. My brother went running toward them. I was right behind him.

America

I ran towards Iggy and Francis. They are always the same. I got to them right before the fight got physical.

"DUDES! How was your night?" I said loudly but not like when I greeted Mattie. My brother came up right as Iggy and Francis answered my question with "Good." Though Iggy grumbled his distractedly.

"Alfred can you give this letter to Freedom for my eldest brother. Also I found out a way to hide our scars. I can put a glamour spell on some necklaces which only we four can see." He handed me the letter as he said that. I grabbed it and slipped it into my robe pocket.

"I'll do this at night so no one will be suspicious. And totally awesome- I didn't know how long I would be able to hide my scars. Is Uncle Scottie going visit sometimes? It has been so long since we've seen him." I said.

"Thanks. I do not know if Scotland will visit. He might come if we get into trouble, since I put him down as a contact for us. I should tell you the story I told the school." We nodded after Iggy said that. He motioned us to a darkened area.

England

As soon as we were hidden, I put up a silencing shield so no one could hear us. "The school believes we are orphans and we grew up in the same orphanage. The reason that we are different nationality is that you three moved orphanages since the old ones did not have room. I was separate from my brothers and my eldest brother came to adopt me but I would not leave without you guys so he adopted you three as well. You guys obviously kept you last names. The school does know about the divorce the made you two." I point to Alfred and Matthew then continued, "have different names." I finished.

Alfred looked thoughtful for a minute."We need more of a story. You and Francis know too much about this world. Mattie knows some but not a lot and I know nothing about at all. It makes little sense. Yesterday I heard a lot of who is muggle born, half- blood, and pure-blood. The 7th years were looking for muggle-borns and half-bloods that lived in the muggle world so they could help them. I was never asked but what I do I say? What would we be?" Alfred was right.

The amount of knowledge we each have of this world coiild raise some questions. "I have no idea what to say there. If you want to be technical then all nations are pure-bloods since both of our "parents" -Mother Earth and Father Time- have magic. The thing is we were born from magic and the only reason we call Mother Earth and Father TIme our parents since it was their magic that created us.

If we go by who raised us in our early lives then we each had one parent. Francis had Gaul, I had my mother, Britannia and Alfred and Matthew had Native America. They all had magic but we had no fathers." Alfred and Matthew both looked sad and were looking at the ground when I mentioned their mother.

Matthew looked up excitedly. "How about this? We did live in the same orphanage but our parents had different magic capabilities." I liked that idea so the other two and I nodded.

"So Arthur, you would be a pure-blood. You know the most of this world even I do not know as much as you. Your parents could have loved muggle culture so they spent a lot of time in the muggle world. They died in the muggle world and you and your brothers went to a muggle orphanage." Francis said. I nodded. It would make the most sense.

He continued after my nod of acceptance. "I would be a half-blood. While I do have knowledge of this world, I lack in some knowledge that would be known to a pure-blood. My mother would have the magic. Lastly you boys would be muggle-born since you guys knw the least." That made sense so I nodded.

"Wait, people might ask why Arthur knows so much since he lived in the muggle world or did we know about each other's magic. There are many questions that would be asked so we need to be ready. Lying is okay but if I say one thing and one of you guys say something that contradicts that, someone will start looking into our past." Alfred spoke up. We all agreed and started thinking of a back story that we should have created earlier but better late than never.

Fred's POV

My brother and I were on our way to get the four mysterious students. They haven't entered the Main Hall yet so we thought we'd get them. I know one is in Slytherin but both Harry and our youngest brother, Ron, said Arthur isn't that bad We see them come out of a pretty dark area.

"Hello you four-" I started while my brother finish with "-are you coming to breakfast?"

Alfred laughed. "Sure dude, I will never miss out a chance for food." The one named Francis had this knowing look

"The breakfast will be good this time." The other three looked at him weird. Alfred's brother Matthew put his hand up to Francis's forehead.

"You do not have a fever, but still are you okay? Since when do you like food from this area. You always complain about British food." Francis laughed

"I do hate British food. Last night was acceptable but I will not eat that food for the rest of the year. So I went into the kitchen and gave one of my recipes to the house elves inside. I believe that Mathieu will really liked it." Matthew was thinking about what was for for breakfast while his brother looked confused, Arthur noticed and supplied the boys with background information.

"House elves are magical creatures that help magical homes. They cook, clean, and do whatever their master's tells. Not much is known about them or why they like serving others. They do not even known. They have this whole culture that is known but it still confusing. Through the studies are put to a stop since many pure-bloods do not want to learn about their elves and those that do won't do them because they do not want to be labeled as someone who cares for the house elves. Yes it is unfair but in pureblood society how you are seen is everything." Arthur really hit the nail in the head. He sure knows a lot about this world.

I looked at my brother and he nodded. "So do you mind telling us your guys back story."

My brother started, "It seems like you guys know each other but it is clear that you guys have different knowledge of the magic world." I finished.

"Well, Arthur is a pure-blood. His parents loved the muggle world so they were there a lot. When they died, it happened in the muggle world so Arthur went to a muggle orphanage. His brothers did too but they were sent to other orphanages since at the time there no room for them. Francis is a half-blood with his mom being magic. He never met his father but his mom told him that his father did not have magic. My brother and I are muggle-born. Our parents died after their divorce which is why we have different last names. Francis and our orphanage's were out of room so they sent us the Artie's orphanages." Alfred said.

George's POV

Okay, my brother I knew about the the divorce but not the death of their parents. "Sorry about that. It must have been tough." My brother said in a saddend voice. Our family is big that to the lost of any of them is a big deal. Fred would probably be the one I would miss the most since he is my twin. I can always count on him but any death in the family, even Percy, would be a huge lost.

"It is okay. It happens when we were younger. They will always be in our hearts." Alfred put a hand on his heart as he said that. Matthew's bear, how he got it approved is a mystery my twin and I will investigate, started to squirm around. Then one of the strangest things happened.

"Hungry." Said a small voice that came from that bear. "I want food." There it was again. I look to Fred and he has the same expression on as me. Okay I did not imagine that. Good, I am not going crazy. The other four do not look surprised.

Matthew just had a deadpan look. "I will feed you soon Kumapot. Just wait until we get into the Main Hall. I have to go. No one wants to face a hungry polar bear." Matthew left after that. We were about to ask about that when Arthur noticed our faces.

"The bear has talked since Matthew meet him so I have no idea. Also the bear's real name is Kumajiro. Matthew also says Kuma and some random word. The bear also does not remember Matthew name. Most of the time it is a game. So they will call each other by their real name but it has to be a bad situation. Usually life and death. I am heading in to eat." Arthur left after that. I am worried by how he said the life and death part. They are 11 how many life and death scenarios have they been in?

I can not believe I am thinking this but we need to tell Percy. He would know how to handle these weird new kids. I care about him and so does Fred but we hate how mom is always comparing him to everyone else and how he does everything by the rules. We know rules are important but there needs to be a balance. Alfred and Francis followed the other half of their group into the Main Hall after waving bye. There was something strange about those four and we were going to find out.

Next chapter will be breakfast, more of the backstory that was created, and finding out who the two people were in the last chapter.