America sighed, somehow Iggy had made the principal, headmaster, whatever, agree to letting him be in the same classes as Iggy. At first it had seemed OKAY but now it was dawning on him that having all the lessons together would be really boring. Iggy would make him be 'good' while the commie bastard would sit there in the back of the room, glaring daggers into his brain space, plotting ways to make him fall and become one with Mother Russia. He could see how it would all play out, no doubt about it!
"Hey, you okay?" It was a fifth year, who had noticed his gloomy mood. At least the 'puffs weren't that bad, even if they weren't too cool, they'd welcomed him in with little more than a raised eyebrow at his accent.
Today was the first morning of class and he was immediately dragged off by England to the Gryffindor table, despite the protests from both the Badgers and Lions. Currently the Buck toothed girl was trying to glean some information on American education from him. England snickered somewhere in the background, likely at a joke told by the ginger. That was it, the final straw, America was done!
"Look, Hermione! I went to a normal American school, which taught normal American subjects in a NORMAL. AMERICAN. WAY!" Hermione cringed a little. "But I-" England had come over at that point and was glaring at him. Seeing this, America set a stormy gaze right back at him. "What?! She was pestering me and-"
"And nothing!" interrupted England. "You do not speak to a lady like that, now sit down, shut up and eat! go that?!" hearing the unspoken ' I raised you better than that' America was about to retort that he had had independence since forever thank-you-very-much, and couldn't be bossed around by a snobby little island whose previously massive empire had long since shrunk to a barely recognised collection of former colonies. his mouth had already opened and was frming the first syllable when he finally realised where he was and snapped his mouth , America huffily finished his breakfast (a Mc. Muffin) and hurried to the first class of the day before everyone else.
He sulked around the transfiguration classroom even as England and Russia sat down next to him on the desk.
"Look, Am- Alfred," said England, sounding a bit pissed. "You can't just boss around brits because you think you're bigger than them. I would very much like to see you shut the bloody hell up to my people thank you!" England had, of course come in fuming about his behavior. Russia chose this moment to speak.
"Calm down, Англия, we can't yell now," he reminded them. "The teacher is about to begin. It is because he is on his man period, da?"
England snapped his head to the front desk and only saw a cat perched upon it. But upon closer inspections, he realized that it was in fact McGonnagall in animal form. Then, what Russia had said caught up to him and England allowed for a small smile to grace his lips. America was still too deep in shock about Russia's man period comment to even notice the fact that the teacher was currently a feline.
He was not, in fact, so out of it that he failed to notice two people coming in late. It was Harry and Ron, very confused by the looks of it, but relieved that teacher was apparently not present. The cat chose that moment to leap off the desk and gracefully land in human form. A stern scolding later, the two boys were sat down, both looking mortified at the way they'd been caught. America snickered. Nothing like a mortified brit to cheer him up and drag England down! The lesson was fairly simple, take notes on McGonnagall's lecture. Nothing too challenging.
After transfiguration, they had herbology, where they were dealing with several varieties of vicious plants after being taught the fire-making spell, incendio. For the majority of the lesson, America was able to avoid other people by creating a little fire bubble around himself some half an hour into the lesson. He stood within it until the lesson ended, thinking of the irony of how he was using the charm, given his history with fire. Russia had, of course, attempted to approach him during the lesson, but when he got too close, his scarf started melting. That set the commie bastard on edge and made him keep some distance! England had no such problems. But despite that, he kept his distance anyways.
In the afternoon they had a free period where England dragged him and Russia both to the seventh floor and began pacing the corridors length, a scowl on his face. two bored foreigners later they were surprised to fall backwards into a concealed room. "Hey! Iggy, what was that for! you nearly broke Texas! and-" he cut himself off there. no good ranting after all...
England stepped inside the room with them and the doors slid seamlessly closed with no trace of their existence. the floor morphed into a ship deck with water lapping at the sides. he smiled grimly. "America. you said you had burns from the Massachusetts witch trials. may I see them...?" America glared and pushed Texas back up as he got up from his position on the ground. "What! no-" England sighed. "Just do it America." sighing America shed his upper clothes and turned around exposing a red raw back and upper arms with some creeping up his neck. Russia blinked in surprise even as he stroked his scarf.
England was not so good at hiding his emotions and gasped. "America! why didn't you tell me?! those are massive! I would have done something if-" America cut him off by whistling. "Man, those got so much bigger! Usually they're just a pink blur over Massachusetts and a few spots here and there where I had a bit of fire trouble... OW!" he had, of course, stupidly poked his back. "so they hurt... weird. Oh yeah! Iggy, why you calling me America? what if someone hears!"
Russia smiled. "He made this place soundproof, da?" England shook his head smiling as well. " charmed silence bubble." His smile faded. Russia looked to America. "You tried to melt my snow, da." America shrugged. "Your fault,you commie bastard." Russia glared. "That's not right." he pushed him off the deck into the makeshift sea. sputtering he rose from underneath and grabbed Russia's and England's legs and pulled them both in .England just reset the room and clapped his hands. "off to your dormitories now. We've got Astronomy tomorrow night."