the Astronomy lesson was boring to all three, as were most of the lessons apart from a few occasionally being good in the sense that they either learnt something or someone got pawned. In the first Potions class America somehow got lumped with the Commie bastard for the work session. During the register the Teacher, Professor Snape, called out Harry on many difficult questions not suited for his year. from where the hateful duo were sat he could see England bristling indignantly for how his citizens were interacting."Stop hassling the poor lad!" he yelled out as he finally snapped. Snape turned his cold eyes to England."Well well, Potter. looks like Gryffindor isn't for the brave after all, more the foolish! Detention for the next week here, and one hundred points from gryffindor for cheek." The slytherin's, minus Russia, barked out mad cackles at this.

Russia set his gaze on the professor. "That was unfair on him. he was only defending his знакомый, nothing severely wrong as you seemed to think." Snape smiled in an unpleasant way. "He was being, ah, how do you say it in your language? непослушный (Unruly). Just because he was defending his aquaintance means nothing. cheek is cheek and has to be punished." Russia opened his mouth to reply but Snape cut him off. "Do you want to keep that scarf of yours? or perhaps your education? if so, be quiet!" Russia mumbled several Russian curse words as he gripped his scarf closer waiting for the lesson to properly begin and hopefully finish soon. America was biting his lip the whole lesson and barely even noticed when Russia glared at him across the chopping board.

after the day had finished they all returned to their respective common rooms, minus America and Russia. the two warring nations met up on the stairs and silently they paced up the stairs to the owlery. once there America leaned against the wall cleaning Texas, "So, why you here?" Russia shrugged. "I have to send a SOS regarding the food to the I-Feliciano and Lovino, you?" America sulked. "Same for Chi-Yao..." Russia smiled. "I suppose we do have something to do with each other than a war. that is good, da?" America smiled wistfully. "Yeah, I guess. we're still enemies, right?" "Da. it would be a small shame to lose a chance to beat you because of peace." Russia grabbed a Russian Fish Owl and tied the letter to it's leg speaking a few short words in Russian to it before it flew off. America shrugged and did the same with an American barred owl before heading off to his dormitory, ignoring the thuds against the door as Owls tried to follow him out.

Russia spent a little while staring out the slits which made up the air vents and window's. after a little while a few Owl's began to sit on his shoulder nuzzling his scarf. then it became a lot of owls. Russia smiled as his scarf pulsed happily at the affection from all of it's native birdl's. (A.N I'm treating Russia's scarf as a sentient companion,sorta like Kumajiro.) eventually they all left to hunt but one, a snowy owl clung to him. he smiled at it and petted it. "you would become with mother Russia, da?" it just snuggled closer. he smiled "You are now part of Russia. go back to home now, someone will be waiting." It blinked and cocked it's head. "home. Where you are-"

"oi! what ya doin' up 'ere then! get back to ya domi'ory! now!" it was a scraggy looking man accompanied by a lamp eyed cat. Russia stood up quickly and was heading to the door with a sharp step when all the remaining owls flocked the door and stood there looking at him heads tilted and feather's rustling in the now noticeable moonlight. a few Russian owls flew in carrying a sunflower which they laid at his feet. The man looked from him to the Owls and back again. he sighed "alrigh'. Owls holdin' a studen' 'ostage. never thought ah'd see that, jus' don't come runnin' to me fer an explanation as to why yer tired in the mornin'." Russia smiled. "I won't, mr...?"

the man blinked. "Ah'm Filtch, the caretaker here." Russia smile didn't waver. "Mr Filtch. right, Совы? could you let Mr Filtch through please?" A large barn Owl flew up and gave a cry to the owls. after a few moments of din the owls were all parted red sea style to let him pass. Mr Filtch quickly strode out with a frightful glance cast behind him when the owls all cried to him. Russia smiled, picking up the sunflower as he turned to where the apparent leader had moved to. "Thank you. may I leave as well?" the owls swarmed him. "guess not then... at morning?" the Owls cried at him. "I'll come back if you want me to. " the cries turned happy. Russia smiled and settled down for a rest on the floor, imagining he was in a little countryside hut at home with general winter standing guard. as he fell asleep he failed to notice the tall figure striding into the owlery.

when he woke up it was to the angered cries of a one Severus Snape at half three in the morning. he had one hand covering his face and the other, more wounded one was gripping his robes as many Owls attacked him. "BRAGINSKY!" Russia got up immediately. "I apologize sir, these Owls have somehow decided I mustn't leave, it's no bother, really!" Snape glared. "No bother? NO BOTHER?! I'm fighting for my life trying to get you out of this pigsty!" Russia looked down thinking of how similar he was to the mirror Ukraine "Maybe we should just let them have their way?" "NO YOU FOOL!" Russia grimaced. maybe he's more mean than mirror Ukraine is. "Well I guess I could try talking to them... " Snape gave him a deadpan look "that'll never work. Idiot..." but Russia was already taking in a breath. "ХОРОШО ВЫ МНОГО! Давайте ЧЕРЕЗ СЕЙЧАС! Я ЕСТЬ трубы и я не боюсь его использовать~" The Owls squawked indignantly but a glare from the eleven year old looking nation had them flocking to the rafters.

"And that is how you move a flock of sheep at home- I guess it works on owl's too!" Russia happily skipped out the room leaving a shocked teacher in his wake. "W-WAIT! what was that you said just now?" Russia smiled an eerie grin. "alright you lot, let us through now. I have a pipe and I'm not afraid to use it~"

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BCoH signing out.