A/N I had a bad night last night. I was awake until 1:30 in the morning! So I only had eight hours of sleep! Seriously, I'm blaming you guys who I talk to online. Well, here's your chapter! Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff's face the bogart! (=7=)9 Feli con!
Lithuania perspective
Lithuania listened intently as Poland told him what had happened in his DADA lesson. Poland was currently explaining about what his bogart.
"We were, like, on this battlefield and I had totally fainted! Then Russia appeared and he said something along the lines of 'become one, da?' And you nodded and were following him off. Then I shouted fabulously 'ridiculous!' And Belarus appeared and she like, chased off Russia!" Poland grinned. "It was like, soo funny! I'm sure I spotted Britain's head poking around the door with a phone! I think he was filming us."
"Maybe he was. If we ask him, he might tell us." Lithuania suggested.
"No way! I'm gonna like, spy on him while you have your DADA lesson! It'll be totally okay! I have, like, a free period at that time!" Poland smiled. "Ya know, it's quite weird, wearing trousers for so long. I want my skirt back. But I forgot to pack it."
"I think you look nice in trousers." Lithuania mumbled.
Italy perspective
"Ve~ has anyone seen Luddy?" Italy asked around. The other students either shook their heads or gave him strange looks. Italy spotted Prussia laughing with Spain and Romano. Feli ran over to them quickly.
"Veeeee~ Gilbert! Where's Luddy?!" Italy grabbed Prussia by his collar.
"Vhoa! Are you okay Feliciano? And vhat about Ludwig? He has been unawesomely avoiding me! He's having an emo corner moment. After vhat zat bogart 'itler said to him." Gilbert explained.
"What did it say?" Feli asked. "Was it bad?"
"Ja! It really hit him in ze head! Your name vas mentioned too! Probably vhy he's avoiding you. He's ashamed." Gilbert informed Italy.
Italy's heart sank. Germany was ashamed... Of him most likely. Italy had never been a good ally, he was just useless. Useless Italy.
"Hey! Idiota! Potato isn't ashamed of you! He's ashamed of liking you! That bastardo!" Romano growled. "He even asked me if I was okay if he asked you out! Now because of that bogart bastard he probably never will and I would have agreed to let him for nothing!" Lovino clapped his hands over his mouth, realising what he had said.
"He said that? Luddy likes me! Ve~ we should have pasta!" Italy smiled happily.
"Great idea! Hey Roma, what's your biggest fear?" Spain asked, looking at the pouting Lovino.
"Not telling you, you jerk! You're not coming to the lesson either! You bastardo! I'll lock you out!" Lovino headbutted Spain in the stomach. Romano was also blushing wildly.
"Aww! You look a like a little tomato! Your so cute Lovi!" Spain hugged Feli's frattello, who was blushing even more at the taller nation's action.
"Let me go! Let me go!"
Canada perspective
"Mattie! I don't want to talk about that uncool creature! Can we change the subject!" America groaned.
"Come on Alfred! Your fear is obviously bugging you, and if it has something to do with England you know I'm okay with you two dating!" Canada shout-whispered.
Unfortunately, fate had left Canada looking after three frightened nations. Sealand was hugging his knees, repeating the word "bombs". Cornwall was in the fetal position crying and whispering about an approaching war. America had gone all emo and wasn't talking about anything, and the golden trio were nowhere to be seen.
"Please, Mattie. Just drop it..." America said. It looked like Canada wasn't getting any information from him anymore. Canada wasn't going to be able to prepare himself for his own greatest fear. A fear that would probably come true...
~time skip~
It was time for Canada's Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson, to tell the truth he was more scared of having left his frightened friends alone than what awaited him.
"Ciao Canadia! Isn't it a lovely day!? Ve~" Italy giggled, walking over to Matthew.
"I guess, eh." Canada shrugged. "You seem happy even though we're going to be facing our biggest fears."
"As long as I remember its only an illusion and that Germany loves me very much, I will be okay!" Italy smiled widely.
A Hufflepuff boy with an afro and orange eyes walked up to them.
"Uh, hi. I'm Bob. I was uh, wondering if you wanted to... um... Hang out during free period?" He blushed. "It's okay if you don't want to! I'll understand!"
"Ve~ that would be fun! What do you think Matthew?" Italy's eyes twinkled.
"Sure, eh. Look, the lessons starting!" Canada said as loudly as he could.
"Afternoon, as you have probably heard from your peers. We are having a practical lesson today. So get out your wands and follow me to the staff room." Professor Lupin spoke. Lupin stood up and they followed him out of the room.
~time skip~
The Hufflepuff, Bob, tentatively moved towards the goblin ballerina. As soon as Bob approached it, it turned into a boy, a boy who looked suspiciously like Prussia. The boy walked towards Bob.
"Hey there, Wizard. Got any new tricks to show me?" The boy smirked. Bob smiled.
"Steve... I missed you!" Bob wrapped his arms around the pale boy's waist. "I thought you were going to die! That spider bite was fatal! Never leave me again!" It was clear that Bob cared greatly for this boy.
"I'm afraid I'll have to break that promise." Steve gave a sinister smile, sending a shiver down Canada's spine. Steve pulled a gun out of his pocket, held it to his own head, and slowly pulled the trigger.
Bob stepped away, realising that it was only the bogart, pointed his wand at it and shouted: "RIDDIKULUS!". The bogart turned into a female hippy with purple hair.
It was Feliciano's turn now. He skipped up to the bogart, smiling childishly. The bogart turned into Germany.
"ITALY!" Bogart-Germany boomed. "CAN YOU NOT FOLLOW A SIMPLE INSTRUCTION?! I TELL YOU TO STAY PUT, YOU RUN! VHATEVER I TELL YOU TO DO, YOU ALVAYS DO ZE OPPOSITE! YOU ARE USELESS! NO VONDER ZE ENEMY ALVAYS SEND YOU BACK VHEN YOUR CAPTURED!"
Italy's lower lip wobbled, he put his hand to his pocket. Canada thought he was going to pull out a white flag. But, he pulled out his wand.
"You're not the real Luddy! Riddikulus! Ve~" Italy yelled with a tone that told you 'don't mess with me'. The bogart was forced into dirty underwear with a patch on them, where they had been crudely sown up.
Lithuania stood up in front of the bogart, the bogart turned into a mirror. In the mirror was Poland and Russia. Suddenly, Russia pulled out a water pipe and hit Poland on the back of the head. Poland staggered and fell, then started bleeding rapidly. Lithuania gripped up his wand and muttered a steady: "Riddikulus."
Poland got up and Russia joined hands with him, Estonia and Latvia came into the mirror and they started singing 'Waterloo' by ABBA.
Canada stepped forward, his turn to face the bogart. Once again it was a mirror. But in this mirror, was him. Gradually his reflection started fading, disappearing.
"Riddikulus!" Matthew shout-whispered, and the picture turned into Mr Kumakappa dancing with Gilbird.
Romano walked towards the bogart, pushing Canada out of the way. Spain gulped, not really wanting to know what his Lovi feared.
Romano perspective
Romano glared at the mirror, and it changed into Spain. A smirking Spain, a fucking scary Spain.
"Ah, Lovino. You want the truth? The actual truth?" Spain took a breath. "I hate you, I hate everything about you. You're clumsy, grumpy, annoying and stupid for liking me. I prefer Feliciano much more than I ever did you, and I never have liked you. Your a waste of space silly, little South Italy. Who could ever love you?"
Romano growled, before breaking down into tears. He didn't care who was watching him, he just wanted to let it all out.
"You can cry as much as you want. No one cares. You're nothing compared to your brother."
Spain perspective
Spain acted on instinct. He instantly ran toward his tomato and shouted: "NO ONE HURTS MY LOVI! RIDDIKULUS!" And the bogart-him turned into a tiny cockroach. "Ha! Not so big and scary now, are you Signor Bogart!" Everyone started laughing, and Spain finished the bogart off with a final Riddikulus.
Spain looked down to see Roma wiping his eyes on his sleeves.
"I could have done that myself, you bastard." He folded his arms and pouted.
"I love you too my little tomato." Spain pecked Lovi's cheek, which turned bright red. "Your so cute when you blush."
A/N there! You also get complimentary SpaMano in today's chapter! Btw, DO NOT LISTEN TO ENGLAND'S DEMON SUMMONING SONG! It's FRUKING SCARY! I blame pitch (yes, I did just blame the boogeyman.) Anyways, I may not update next week, as I'm going to Paris. I'm hoping not to bump into Francis while there... Oh and is anyone else drawing their fave country's flag on their hand for hetalia day? It's the 26th October just incase you didn't know! X3