Back again with another Hetalia-fied adventure in the world of Harry Potter. For future reference, I'm going to be using the Harry Potter lexicon to double-check facts on the world of Harry Potter. It's a great site to look at and I recommend checking it out if you're a fan of Harry Potter.

5

"Alfred, will you stop that infernal bouncing?" Arthur hissed to the Gryffindor next to him.

"I can't!" the American protested. "I'm just too excited! I mean, we're going to learn how to fly today, Artie!"

If you haven't picked up on it yet, Alfred was really, really, REALLY excited… and for good reason. Today was the day when first years got their first flying lesson from Madam Hooch. In the wizarding world, riding a broomstick was almost like a muggle learning how to ride a bike. It was a good form of transportation, although not as highly convenient or quick as Floo powder or apparating, and was also largely used for the popular wizard sport Quidditch.

"I've been waiting for this since I got my admission letter!" Alfred whispered to a highly uninterested Arthur. "This is going to be so freaking cool!"

"Joy…" Arthur snorted.

Suddenly, Kiku ran up to them, taking his place to Arthur.

"Gomen ne," he apologized. "I'm not late, am I?"

"No, not at all," Arthur told him. "The lesson is supposed to start in five minutes. There's no need for you to worry at all."

"Thank goodness," Kiku sighed.

"Hey, Artie, who's this?" Alfred asked, leaning over to look at the Japanese boy.

"This is Kiku Honda," Arthur said, introducing his friend. "He's in my house." He turned to his fellow Ravenclaw. "Kiku, this is Alfred Jones. I met him on the train and, well, he won't seem to leave me alone…"

"Hajimemashite, Alfred-san," Kiku said, bowing in greeting. "Yoroshikuonegaishimasu."

Alfred blinked at him, unable to understand what the other boy had said. "Um… You too… Nice to meet you and… stuff…" he turned to Arthur. "Do you have a clue what he said?" he whispered.

"Shut up, Alfred…" Arthur sighed as the others in their class shuffled in. "There's the rest of the class."

"Yeah, but where's this Hooch lady?" Alfred asked, looking around. "I haven't seen her yet…"

"I heard there was an accident with one of the students earlier today," Kiku said. "She may be late…"

Alfred looked around, recognizing quite a few familiar faces in the crowd. The Italian twins were there, along with Alfred's twin Matthew. He also picked out Ludwig Beilschmidt, Francis Bonnefoy, Roderich Edelstein, Elizaveta Héderváry, Yao Wang, Ivan Braginski, and Berwald Oxenstierna. Before he could look around more, he heard the sharp chirp of a whistle and Madam Hooch walked onto the field.

"Good afternoon," the coach greeted the students, looking at them with owl-like eyes. "I am your flying instructor, Madam Hooch. Today I will teach you how to successfully mount your broom. Now, we don't want to get too far ahead today so we'll just start by learning how to hover and then we'll get to actual flying. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Madam Hooch," the entire class answered.

"Good, good," the coach said and motioned to the brooms at the students' feet. "We'll start with the proper way of handling and mounting your broom. First, place your hand over your broomstick and say, with feeling, 'up.'"

Immediately after, the entire class broke out in shouts of 'up' as they tried to call their broomsticks to their hands. Most of the class didn't get it on the first try and were left with their brooms rolling around on the ground. After a couple of tries, Alfred's broomstick finally flew into his palm and he turned to Arthur, a bright smile on his face.

"Artie! Arthur! Look!"

Arthur turned to him, a baffled expression on his face. "How on earth did you do that?"

"I just did what she told me to…" Alfred said innocently.

"Nobody else has gotten it yet…" Arthur hissed. "I'm amazed you've gotten it so quickly…"

Alfred cocked his head to the side as Arthur turned his attention back to his broomstick. The Gryffindor felt a bit confused; what did it matter if he could summon his broomstick first? He had just gotten the hang of it before anyone else. What was wrong with that?

In due time, the rest of the students had correctly summoned their broomsticks, aside from the twin Hufflepuffs who had to pick up their brooms.

"Now, mount your broomsticks and at the whistle, gentle push up from the ground and hover… only hovering. I don't want another accident like earlier," Madam Hooch instructed, putting the whistle to her lips. "On three. One, two…" Tweeee!

Holding tightly to his broomstick, Alfred pushed against the ground with his feet and willed himself to go upwards, wanting to feel the wind in his hair as he flew across the sky. He glanced down, suddenly feeling weightless, and saw that he was hovering a good inch or two higher than Arthur's head.

"I-I'm doing it…!" he stuttered, feeling excitement bubbling in his veins. "I'm doing it! I'm flying!"

"Great job, Mr. Jones!" Madam Hooch praised. "Now, don't move an inch until everyone else is ready to go."

"Yes, ma'am," Alfred answered, feeling a tiny bit disappointed that he would have to wait until he finally flew.

However, that moment came sooner than he expected. Before he knew it, everyone else in his class was off the ground, hovering above the green field. Once again, Madam Hooch blew her whistle and the students began to figure out how to use their broomsticks. Alfred pushed forward effortlessly, doing dips, curves, and spins as he experimented with the broom.

"Alfred, how are you able to do that?" Arthur hissed as he wobbled along after the Gryffindor.

"Dunno," Alfred said as he did a flip. "Comes naturally to me, I guess."

"I think that I prefer my feet on the ground," Kiku muttered, looking a bit unsteady on his broomstick.

"Ah, Angleterre," Francis Bonnefoy purred as he pulled up alongside them. "You are having fun with this, no?"

"Bugger off, frog," Arthur snapped at the Slytherin. "I don't need you gloating in my face…"

Alfred cast a glance between the two, looking confused. "You two have met?"

"Sadly, yes," Arthur snorted. "I have the misfortune of having Transfiguration and Charms with him."

"Admit it," Francis grinned. "Without me, your life would get so dull…"

"Considering you transfigured my quill into a centipede yesterday, I would agree…" the Ravenclaw growled. "It would be dull… and amazingly blissful."

"Say what you will…" Francis sighed, flying effortlessly past the three of them. "But, Angleterre, I have found something that I exceed at whilst you fail… flying."

With a small chortle, the Frenchman flew into the air, doing multiple flips and somersaults. All Arthur could do was growl at the frog whilst he wobbled on his broom, unable to perform any acrobatics of the sort.

"Wow!" Alfred gasped. "Maybe he can teach me how to do that!"

"That's it… I'm getting back on the ground…" Arthur growled, struggling to dismount his broom. "…How on earth do you land, anyways?"

"Dunno."

"What?" Arthur squawked. "You know how to fly but you don't know how to land?"

"Hey, I'm just doing what the teacher tells me to do…"

"You… you insufferable git!"

Kiku sighed as the two argued and wobbled away from them, thinking it best for him to leave them be as they squabbled like a married couple. He made a goal to fly, or do something that was close enough, to the other end of the field, where the Italian Hufflepuffs and German Slytherin were. As he got closer, he saw that one of the twins was clutching to his broomstick as if it were the only thing binding him to this world, whimpering and sobbing.

"Come on, Feliciano…" Ludwig told the Italian. "You can do it."

"I-I can't!" the Hufflepuff gasped. "It's too high! I'm scared! I don't want to fall!"

"Feliciano, you're not that far up…" Ludwig sighed.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Kiku asked.

"I guess you could try…" Ludwig frowned. "I don't know how to snap him out of it."

"Hajimemashite, I'm Kiku Honda," the Ravenclaw greeted the Hufflepuff. "Yoroshikuonegaishimasu. What's your name?"

"F-Feliciano Vargas…" the Hufflepuff sniffled.

"What are you having difficulty with, Feliciano-san?"

"I… I'm scared of flying…"

"Do you mind if I help you?"

Feliciano shook his head.

"Great," Kiku smiled. "Now, Feliciano-san, I want you to sit up."

"B-but… what if I fall off?" the Hufflepuff asked, alarmed.

"It's okay, you won't fall off," Kiku assured him. "We'll catch you if you do, okay?"

"O-okay…"

"On the three, okay?" Kiku smiled. "One… two…" Feliciano sat up slightly but stopped once the broom started to wobble. "It's okay, just keep going. One… two… three…"

Feliciano lifted himself into a sitting position, keeping perfect balance while doing so. "I… I did it!" he beamed. "I can fly, Ludwig!"

"Good job," the Slytherin smiled.

"Grazie, Kiku!" the Hufflepuff beamed. "If you want, you're free to hang out with us at any time!"

"Arigatou…" Kiku smiled, bowing his head. "That means a lot, Feliciano-san. I would be honored."

"Hooray!" Feliciano clapped, almost falling off of his broom in the process. "I hope we can be great friends!"

Kiku smiled softly, hoping for the same thing.

Yay! The Hetalia Axis Trio is now united! Since I didn't say which houses some of the mentioned characters are in, I'll list them here. Austria and China are in Ravenclaw, Canada and Hungary are in Hufflepuff, and Sweden is in Gryffindor. Hope you enjoy this chapter! Thanks for reading and please review!