A/N soo... I was having writers block. Then I remembered about Spain! And I thought: well, there's a clue for the chapter! Spain will appear mid chapter. That is something I'm sure of! OHNOES! i forgot to put in the part about Hagrid teaching care of magical creatures! Just pretend that happened. (Epic fail) On with the chappie!

Harry potter perspective

There were murmurs in the Great Hall, who was France? What was a 'world meeting'? Why was Lovino involved with them?

Dumbledore clapped his hands.
"Well! I think it's about time we headed off to bedfordshire." With that, the other students got up and followed the prefects. But the exchange students stayed put. Harry turned to ask Jenna what she was sitting still for, when she turned her head towards the teachers table. Professor Kirkland was... Stroking an invisible animal of some sort.

"He's gone mad," she whispered. "It's that 'flying mint bunny' friend of his. He's too old for imaginary friends. The paperwork must really be getting to him..." She muttered the last bit so quietly that Harry nearly didn't hear it.

The other exchange students quickly followed after their houses, but Jenna and Alfred wandered over to the teachers table. Harry's eyes lingered on them before he left the Great Hall.

~next day~

When Harry, Ron, Hermione, Jenna and Alfred entered the great hall for breakfast, the first thing they saw was Malfoy, who seemed to be entertaining the Slytherins with some funny story. As they passed, Draco did a stupid impression of a swooning fit and there was a roar of laughter. Ludwig smacked the back of Gilbert's head, it was apparent that he had been laughing as well.

"Ignore him." Hermione said to Harry.
"He's not worth it." Agreed Jenna.

"Hey Potter! The dementors are coming! Potter! Woooooooo!" Pansy Parkinson, a pug faced Slytherin, mocked.

Harry dropped into a seat at the Griffindor table, next to George Weasley. George passed Harry something.
"New third-year timetables." George explained. "What's ticked you off mate?"
"Malfoy." Answered Ron, sitting on George's other side and glaring at the Slytherin table. George looked just in time to see Draco fake faint.
"That little git." George said calmly. "He wasn't so cheeky on the train last night when the dementors passed our part of the train. Came into our carriage, didn't he Fred?" Harry looked towards Fred, who he'd just realised was there.

"Nearly wet himself. He did." Fred stole a glance at the Slytherins.
"Horrible things, dementors. Sorta freeze your insides." George shuddered.
"But you didn't pass out, did you?" Pressed Jenna. "I felt so helpless."
"Forget it guys. It's over now." George replied.

They were interrupted by the doors of the Great Hall being blasted open. In the doorway was a young man. The brunette, who was wearing a green 'save the turtles' shirt began to speak.
"ARTHUR!" He pointed a finger at Professor Kirkland, who was bright red. "WHERE'S MY ROMA?!"

England perspective

England slammed his head on the teacher's table, then Romano got up from his seat and ran over towards Spain.
"You jerk! What are you doing here?! I was fine until you sent that stupid letter!" Romano slapped the Spaniard. Spain rubbed his cheek.
"Lovi? I thought you'd be happy to see me! I even brought tomatoes!" Spain held out the red fruits. "And why are you so small? What year is it? Has my armada been defeated yet?!"

The students were either confused as hell or laughing their asses off, or they were banging their heads in the table like England.
"Professer Kirklan' you'd better stop tha'. You'll 'urt your 'ead." Hagrid advised. England kept hitting his head on the table.
"Hagrid, I think I'm cursed." England said in between thuds. "Cursed to forever be tortured by idiots from other countries." He stopped slamming his head onto the furniture, stood up, and left.

Harry Potter perspective

Harry, Ron and Hermione ignored the unignorable quarrel and checked their timetables.
"Ooh! We've got some new subjects today!" She exclaimed happily.
"Mione," Ron frowned. "They've messed up your timetable. Look, they've got you down for ten subjects. There isn't enough TIME."

"I'll manage, I've fixed it all with Professor McGonagall."
"But look," Alfred interrupted. "See this morning? Nine o'clock divination, and under that nine o'clock muggle studies." Alfred peered closer. "And look at this! Arithmancy nine o'clock! How do you British people do this?"
"I know you're good Hermione, but no ones that good." Ron agreed. "How can you be in three lessons at once?"

"Don't be silly." Hermione said blatantly. "Of course I won't be in three lessons at once!"

Ze awesome Prussia perspective

Prussia couldn't believe it, HIS friend, Spain, had asked about Romano, and not him! You do NOT simply forget about the awesome Gilbert! The Malfoy brat was still staring at his awesome red eyes. Gilbert turned to look at the blonde.

"If you keep staring someone vill think you fancy ze awesome me." He said, Malfoy blushed. "Of course zere is nothing wrong with crushing on me... But your totally not my type."
"What made you think-"
"I am ze awesome Pr- Gilbert! And zere is no vay you were staring Ludwig. Ha! Imagine zat! Someone liking Luddy!" Prussia turned his attention back to the quarrel between Spain and Romano. "Zey really do argue like an old married couple, huh?"

"Who?" Asked Malfoy.
"Antonio and Lovino of course! Zey're alvays like zis. But ve all know zat zey both care deeply for ze other..." Prussia gazed at his fellow countries. "I feel like I'm in one of zose Disney movies."

Malfoy only cocked his head to the side at the words 'Disney' and 'movies'. Prussia laughed.
"You haven't heard of Disney? And I thought that I lived in ze old times!" Prussia laughed harder, causing most attention to avert from the squabbling two at the door to the Great Hall, onto him and Malfoy.

A/N plainly because I can't write anymore, the chapter stops there. So sorry for this being late! I promised myself to get it up by Sunday! Bad me (prepares to be hit by killing curse) ahhhhh! Flames will be used to roast marshmallows.