Tale of the New World Twins Chapter 4: History Is Not Always What It Seems, a Harry Potter + Hetalia - Axis Powers Crossover fanfic

Charms went by without hitch and so did Herbology. The first class that posed a problem was History of magic

The problem wasn't Alfred didn't know the information. Hell, he lived through most of it.

It was the teacher himself. Professor Cuthbert Binn's was the problem.

Mr. Binns was a ghost.

I'm assuming you see the problem here.

"No I won't go in!" Alfred screamed, trying to claw away from the four people dragging him in.

"Alfred you're making a scene again" stated Mathew.

"Why do I even need to go? I've lived through most of it" Alfred whined.

Hermione, Ron and Harry stopped cold, tightening their grip on Alfred to prevent him from running.

"What do you mean lived through it" Ron interrogated.

"He means when we were kids and we acted out all of the wars" Mathew piped up. "Right Alfred".

"Yeah, yeah, whatever he said" Alfred grumbled. "I still don't want to go."

"Well to bad" the four yelled throwing him in and walking past him to their seats.

Landing on his face, America looked up and saw he was staring straight into the silver eyes of the only person he despised more than a ghost and dropped it again.

"Go away, I'm moping" he grumbled, still refusing to get up.

Draco just stared down at the teen in disbelief. 'Does he have Bi-polar or something?' Thought Draco 'because this is ninth personality he's seen from him.'

"Why should I move, you're the one lying in front of the doorway" Draco seethed.

"Whatever" Alfred mumbled right back not moving.

"Class."

Malfoy raced to his seat and sat down, Getting ready to laugh his head off the second Alfred saw the teacher.

And oh boy, he was not disappointed.

The teacher looked down and saw Alfred on the floor and raised an eyebrow and bent down and asked him if he was alright.

Alfred let out an un-interpretatable murmur and the teacher stood up.

He pushed Alfred with the tip of his shoe trying to get him to get up.

When Alfred looked to the side and saw what had poked him he let out a 'totally manly' (in his mind) yell, (not shriek mind you) and dashed for Mathews desk.

"M-Matty I-I'll protect you".

"Yes Alfred, I am sure you will do an excellent job protecting 'Madeline' from behind him" commented Malfoy, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

After his little comment he burst into laughter.

"Oh you're that student the teachers have warned me about. Your Alfred F. Jones right?" Said the teacher in an exasperated sigh. "Welcome to my class, now please take your seat".

"The teachers talk about me!" Bubbled Alfred, once again completely misinterpreting what the teacher was saying.

"Wow I didn't know I was so popular. You know you're not all bad for ghost" Alfred continued, letting his Hollywood grin back onto his face.

"Thank you Mr. Jones, now please take your seat."

Giving him a military solute Alfred chanted "ey-yi cap'n" and scurried off to his seat.

'Yep' Draco thought 'definitely Bi-Polar'.

"Now class, who here can tell me how America got involved in the magic wars of World War 2."

Canada didn't even bother to raise his hand since he knew he wouldn't be seen, but the concept of being ignored never occurred to Alfred.

"Me, Me" Alfred chanted waving his arm wildly.

Mr. Binns spotted Alfred, furrowed his eyebrows and said "anyone at all".

Still seeing no one with their hand raised except Alfred, the teacher walked towards Hermione's desk.

"Please Mrs. Granger, do you know?" he begged.

"Sorry sir, I never got to World War Two this summer in my reading."

Letting out a deep breathy sigh, he looked up and saw Alfred still waving his arm.

"Yes Mr. Jones"

"Woo-who" Alfred cheered. "Okay, so it started when America blocked off Japan from some of the waters in China, which blocked their prime mermaid ground, so they were all totally, 'if you don't lift that barrier we consider this an act of war' and America was all like 'yeah right, I'll do what I want bi'ach' and refused to lift the ban. Then on December 7th, 1941 the Japs, bombed pearl Harbor which is to the muggles, where we keep our ships and to magical folk, it's our main place to find greenish for potions and so…"

Alfred continued on and on for the entire class period.

He explained how every. Single. Country. (And for some odd reason Prussia?) Was involved.

He also listed the days and time when attacks happened; he answered things the teacher didn't know!

He made graphs and diagrams on paper and made Canada re-enact a few fights and by the time they were don't there was pretty much nothing left to be said about World War Two.

"And that was Americas involvement" Alfred concluded.

The entire class just gaped at him, no one more than the teacher himself.

"Well uh, Alfred that was very, um thorough. Considering you pretty much taught today's lesson I'll award Ten points to Gryffindor?"

Alfred wasn't sure, but he thought he heard the teacher say under his breath, "Never thought I'd say that to him".

The bell was rung and class was dismissed.

-o-

"Hey dudes!" they heard being shouted behind them.

"Hello, eh." They heard in a much more quiet and humble voice.

Running up to them, once again leaving skid marks on the wood where they stopped, Mathew and Alfred caught up and fell into pace besides them.

The three still had a load of questions to ask the two, such as why 'Iggy' called Alfred America or how Alfred knew more than the teacher about World War Two, but Hermione had cornered the other two thirds of the trio after class and told them that if they keep pestering them, the twins won't answer anymore questions.

She said "We need to become friends first, would you spill your secrets to three kids you just met and have done nothing but interrogated you?"

Sighing, but agreeing the boys mumbled an "ok" and started walking down the hallways to study hall.

That brings us to right now.

"So what class do we have next bro's" Alfred asked, then looked at Hermione who was glaring at him.

"And bro-ett" He said flashing his all too famous grin once again.

It was everything she could not to lash out at him and curse the American on the ground he stood on.

She gritted out "right now is free period, then lunch, then potions, then double period flying with Slytherins, and last Care Of Magical Creatures."

"YES" Alfred shouted, "Flying is AWSOME!", "Sadly I'll be stuck with snake eyes for the period but who cares. I'll be flying! OMG this is almost as cool rockets. Is it anything like riding a horse? I love, love, love, love, LOVE horses" Alfred rambled.

"Oh dear no, he got started on horses. This is going to take a while" Canada stated to the trio. "I apologize, he grew up with them, and so he obviously has a lot to say about them".

Ignoring Alfred's rant Hermione asked "Oh, that's interesting. Hey if your brothers, why did you grow up in Canada and Alfred in America, and you two have different last names?"

Mathew looked over to his brother, still ranting and not noticing no one was listing, and turned back to Hermione.

"It's complicated" He stated nonchalantly.

"Also why did Alfred call you guys the FACE family" Ron asked.

With that Mathew tensed up, making the trio more interested.

"W-well" Mathew said, pleading for his brain to make up a good excuse.

"We all live in different countries" He blurted.

'Well that works' Canada said in his mind.

"We call ourselves FACE because Papa, who is really my by other big brother who insists I call that, him that lives in France, Alfred America, Me Canada and Arthur or 'Iggy' as Alfred calls him much to his displeasure, England."

"They also sometimes joined us in our reenactments as kids and they played France and England." Mathew concluded. He was very pleased with himself for coming up with such a good half-lie.

"Oh" said Hermione, still feeling as if that wasn't the whole truth, but stopped herself from asking more.

Mathew, seeing Alfred had moved on from horses to space and deducting he still had another ten minutes before he took a breath, asked the trio,

"So everyone seems to know you guys here, you're pretty popular eh?" Then he continued on.

The three looked at each other, not used to being on the receiving end of questions when around the twins.

"Well I guess you could say that. It's quite hard not to be when in the trio is the boy who lived."

Mathew and Alfred both stopped dead in their tracks.

"y-you're the b-boy who lived" Mathew stuttered out and Alfred for the first time since they met him was just speechless.

"Y-your alive!" blinked Canada.

The trio stared at the frozen twins curiously.

They had gotten some pretty strange reactions when people saw Harry, but never this.

"Yes, I'm sorry I thought you knew, there's no need to be scared" Harry bumbled out apologetically, but it looked like were just gone.

They had a faraway look and wouldn't move.

"Hello. Hello?" Ron asked waving his hands in front of their faces.

"We better get them to the nurse" Hermione said.

"Ron take Mathew, Harry Alfred, I'll meet you there when I'm done."

"Where are you going" asked Ron.

"To do some research."

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The twins head (Memory)

"Hello Arthur, I'm glad to see you have brought your younger brothers this time. Pleasure to meet you, I am James Potter."

"And I am Lily Potter, pleased to meet you Mr. Jones and Mr. Williams, or would you prefer to be called by your countries".

"Any thang's fine with me ma'am" said Alfred stepping through the doorway into the Potter residence. "But if ya' must. Call me Alfred please". Letting his full southern twang through, when he meets new people.

"J-just call me Mathew please, Miss Potter, eh" Mathew politely stated.

"Why Arthur, I don't know why you complained. It looks like you did a fine job raising these boys, so polite." Mrs. Potter praised.

"Try living with them" Muttered England.

"You talk about me", Chirped Alfred looking to England.

"Yes and of you too Canada, err, Mathew." Mr. Potter says beaming at the boys.

"T-thank you sir" Mathew stuttered out.

"I-it really is a pleasure to meet you; Arthur has told us all about you." He continued, getting over some of his nerves.

"Yeah, you are the only people in the world to know our secret, he really trusts you" Alfred followed Mathew.

The Potters smiled and led the three nations into their living room.

In the corner of the room was a cradle with a babbling baby with jet black hair.

Pointing to the crib Lily stated "that's our son Harry, Harry Potter"

The three walked over to crib and looked down at the babbling baby.

"Well he most certainly has your eyes Lily" England cooed.

"Well come on now, the little rascal needs his nap, why don't we take this conversation into the dining room" said James.

Leading the way through a door he gestured for the three to sit down.

The five of them talked and drank tea, except Alfred who drank coffee, for a few hours until they felt the temperature suddenly drop and an eerie fog draw into the house.

"Honey, grab the wands" James yelled.

For once reading the atmosphere Alfred jumped up and grabbed his 15 inch Oak, Maple, Yew, Tyson blend Gorgon Heart string wand.

One of the only four in the world, and his brothers were pulling out the two of them.

The fourth belonged to France.

Chasing after the couple, the countries ran into the living room to find a sight that will haunt there nightmares for the rest of their lives.

Lying on the floor, dead, were Lily and James and standing over the baby was Lord Voldemort

"Anapneo" The three chanted at the same time knocking Voldemort of the way and ran over to the baby.

Seeing Voldemort coming back, Arthur screamed to others

"Connect the wands over the baby, NOW"

Obeying England for once without any hesitation, they raised their wands and connected them in pyramid shape over the baby's head.

A purple force field was formed around the nations and the baby.

Pointing his wand at them, Voldemort shouted "Avada Kedravra" and a bright green light shot out of his wand and towards the nations.

When it hit, a surge of energy flowed through the purple force felid and struck down on the baby

Creating a lightning shaped scar on his head.

Voldemort was thrown back and disappeared out the door.

When he left the three separated their wands and collapsed on the floor panting.

Looking to the side Arthur saw his best and only friends to know his secrets lying on the floor dead.

Then he looked up at the cradle, inside was a not moving baby with a lightning scar.

A baby whose chest had stopped rising and falling as soon as the green light hit.

The twins have only seen England cry twice, despite all the wars and death he's seen.

One was at losing America.

The second was that night.

The Nurses Office

"Oh my, oh dear, lie them down on those beds over there"

Harry and Ron laid down Alfred and Mathew on the beds carefully before running back to the nurse.

"What is wrong with our friends?" asked Harry. He was surprised to find he actually meant it to. He now considered them friends.

"Yeah are they alright?" questioned Ron, agreeing with Harry.

"I don't know, tell me exactly what happened." Rushed the nurse.

"We were walking to lunch and Hermione mentioned Harry being the boy who lived and they both just froze." Ron explained.

"It sounds like Post Traumatic Stress syndrome, can you think of anything that might have triggered it." The nurse questioned.

"Not that they have told us" stated Harry.

The nurse went over to a cabinet and pulled out some green dust and sprinkled it on both of the brothers.

"They should wake up in ten minutes. They will be fine to go to class, but don't ask them what caused the attack or they could relapse." The nurses scolded, "And try to avoid the topic around them okay". Then she walked off.

"Are they alright?" yelled Hermione, running into the room.

"Yeah they will be fine in about ten minutes" stated Ron.

"Good, I know we have been harsh on them, and they have been nothing but nice to us. Now we made them pass out" Hermione stated "God we're awful friends."

"I agree" said both Harry and Ron.

Dracos POV (12 minutes ago)

"Y-you're the b-boy who lived." Draco heard Mathew squeaked out from behind the pillar.

"You're alive!"

He had followed them out of History, hoping to find an answer to how the idiot had answers to things Mudblood didn't even know.

He had gotten a lot more than he could have hoped for.

"I have to go do some research" he heard Hermione shout and saw her walk away.

'Why were they so afraid of Potter?' Draco thought while strolling up and down the hall. 'He wasn't even the slightest bit afraid when he heard of me and my name has a lot more blood associated with it?'

'Also it can't be that they are afraid of Potter himself because they weren't scared until they found out his unofficial title.'

'This is very interesting, but more important how can I use this against them?'

'This is also the third time I've seen the cowboy nearly faint, why can't I cause him to? Even his sissy brother caused him to pass out twice, what did he do'?

Malfoy spent the rest of free period strolling the halls, trying to come up with answers for his questions, but finding nothing in the end.

"England" both twins woke with a start and shouted at the same time.

"Where is England" Alfred asked looking around frantically and jumping out of the bed. "

Mathew ran up to Ron and begged "please we have to find our brother, help us" and began running around with his brother.

"What is going on" Hermione yelled over the sounds the twins chanting "England".

"Sometimes when people wake up out of the shock, they are still stuck in the memory" The nurse yelled back.

America stopped chanting and started wailing.

"Why! It's not fair. Why does everyone I care about die!" He screamed, punch a random table on the side, cracking it in half, then slid against a wall near by.

The trio dropped their jaws.

'Did he just say die?' they thought simultaneously.

Mathew slumped over and joined him.

"W-we just met them. They just found out and now their dead". Mathew stated in shock, with wide eyes.

The brothers slid down the wall, clinging on to each other for dear life and all out wailing.

"It's not fair, just one person, one person!" Alfred cried.

"That is all I ask for, one person who doesn't end up dead a day after they meet us".

"I-I want England and Papa" Mathew sobbed out even louder than his brother.

The twins stayed huddled together against the wall hands wrapped around each other and knees to their chest.

They stopped screaming and crying and now were just shivering like the characters in anime.

"I'll help them, just go to lunch and get them when it's over. They should be fine by then, I'll take care of this just go" The nurse pleaded."It is all under control, oh and watch out for them today, make sure they don't have a relapse"

The trio weakly nodded and slumped out the door.

Once in the hallway Hermione said

"I really, really want to start yelling about how suspicious this is but considering we caused it, now I just feel like an awful person."

"Yeah" Harry added. "They have done nothing but be kind and help us. They risked their own safety to save us from the launcher and we just sent them into a panic attack with our non-stop questioning".

"I just hope Malfoy doesn't hear of this" Ron concluded. "If he does, their lives will be living nightmares."

As they walked down the hallway into the lunch room Hermione said,

"I did find some interesting things in my research though."

The trio went and sat in their usual seat waiting for the food to appear.

"Nantucket is an island in America, It is known for the invention and production of sleeping potions" Hermione stated.

"Do you think that's why Alfred calls that hair that makes him dizzy Nantucket?" Harry asked.

"I'd assume so" she responded.

"Look I have an idea" said Harry, piling food on his plate.

"Let's not give up on investigating, but go about it a different way."

Ron and Hermione cocked their heads and looked up from their lamb stew.

"I mean, look, it's obvious they're not going to hurt us, since they didn't just abandon is when we were shot at by the slime balls, and they aren't here to spy since they didn't know who I was since when they found out… well you know what happened".

"So what does that have to do with our interrogation tactics?" said Ron.

"Let's try a more subtle approach. Don't take everything they do as suspicious. Maybe we should try befriending them like Hermione said, but with less interrogation and more 'what's your favorite color'. Also we haven't told them a single thing about ourselves, why should they tell us anything."

"He has a point" Hermione admitted. "Okay we become friends, now let's go get them from the hospital, I hope they're alright, I still feel terrible."

"By the way" Ron added. "What memory do you think they were reliving, and why were they trying to find 'England'."

"Maybe if we are nice to them, eventually we'll find out" Harry concluded while walking down the hall.

"I just hope we do before Malfoy, or else then they have a reason to be scared."

Once again Mathew was the first out of the daze.

He looked to his side and saw Alfred still shivering and looked to the other to see a lady in a nurse's uniform.

He looked at his brother again and asked the lady

"Um, I'm really sorry miss but do you know where we are?"

"Sorry Hun, you had an attack, but your fine now, your brother should snap out of it in a minute." She responded, tidying up the room and casting a spell on the cracked table Alfred had punched earlier.

"Okay, is there anything I can do to help him?" He asked, pointing to his brother.

"No, don't worry he'll be fine" she answered.

"Oh, so how did we get here, last time this happened we just froze?" Canada questioned.

"Your three friends dropped you off. Don't worry they're fine, just getting lunch. They'll be back to escort you to your next class when it's over. I asked them to watch you for today to make sure you don't relapse". She stated nonchalantly.

When Mathew looked back at his brother he had stopped shivering and asked "Where are we?" to Canada.

Mathew told him what the nurse had said and they both stood up.

"Sorry ma'am" Alfred said, while dusting his jeans. "This happens sometimes."

When fully up he asked "so what triggered it and were we yelling anything?"

"Sorry Hun, I can't tell you or it might trigger another attack." The nurse sympathized.

"It's alright, thank you miss." Mathew stated politely.

"May we please have a cup of water?"

"Sure thing sweetie, there's one on the desks besides each of the beds".

"Thank you" the twins synchronized.

"I hope we weren't yelling anything to revealing" said America.

"I hope so too" responded Canada.

The two spend the rest of the hour talking about all kinds of topics from music to clothes to scents of soaps.

"We hadn't had this light a conversation since we got here." joked Mathew.

"Yeah it's nice not being paranoid" answered Alfred.

After sitting in a comfortable silence for another few minutes, the door to the nurse's office opened and the usual trio walked in.

"Hi we're here to escort Mathew and Alfred to potions" announced Hermione.

The nurse looked over to the brothers and asked "Are you two sure you're up for it".

The two boys looked at each other and nodded.

"Yeah this used to happen a lot a few years ago, we learned to control it but as you see sometimes it still happens." Alfred concluded walking towards.

Once outside the office Alfred stated

"I'm guessing she told you not to tell us anything right?"

"Yep, all we're aloud to say are we brought you here, and we have to watch you for the day." Ron answered him.

"Well if I started beating you up and calling you either 'German scum, evil Japs, Italian cowards, Communist Bastards or Bloody Red Coats', I'm really sorry."

The three looked at him confused, until Mathew said

"As he said before, this used to happen a lot, and all of those things happened. Alfred is the violent one between the two of us when that happens. I usually just curl up and cry."

The three didn't push them any further and both twins were grateful for that.