Chapter 1
It was a slightly odd world meeting since England wasn't killing France for being a "stupid French frog", Norway wasn't strangling Denmark with his tie and trying to get Iceland to call him big brother, and even Romania wasn't trying to annoy Hungary. Instead, they sat there, Romania looking more excited than usual, and both England and Norway had faint smiles on their usually frowning, irritated, or expressionless faces. The others picked up on this, especially in England and Norway's case since they seldom smiled, and when they did, it was usually a smirk or something to signal that someone was going to get brutally killed or maimed by a cutlass or an axe, or in a special case, both. But no one asked them about their behaviour since this was a rare enough occasion and they didn't want to ruin whatever was making them smile.
Norway approached Germany, giving him a letter in a thick envelope made of yellowing parchment with instructions to give it to Prussia as soon as he saw him, which sorely confused him, but didn't think too much of it. The magic trio approached Russia and Belarus, shivering slightly, as they were giving both their signature "be one with me" looks, that could send shivers down anyone's spine and combined probably kill someone or something, and they handed both of them similar-looking letters. In the letter, there was a small slip of paper that read:
When the meeting ends, meet us in England's basement, Russia, bring your Magic Metal Pipe of Pain, Belarus, bring that one knife that you have that always returns to you somehow, and Prussia, bring the sword that appears out of nowhere. Belarus, only that knife, we will know if you bring any others. Bring the envelope with you.
Luckily or unluckily, depending on who you asked at the time, Prussia decided to crash the meeting with plans to annoy the hell out of Austria, the mad frying pan man-lady (Hungary), Germany, and pretty much everyone else attending the meeting, however, his plans were thwarted by Germany because he took the opportunity to hand Prussia the letter. He got very confused and was intrigued by it, as this doesn't happen every day, so he stayed mostly silent until he saw England and Norway smiling during the lunch break.
"AAHHH scheße! Who did England and Norway kill to make them smile, did they kill France or Denmark or both?!"
"We didn't kill anyone, Prussia. We're just excited for something that involves you, Russia, and Belarus," said Norway, his usual monotone voice gone, instead replaced with something that sounded closer to Iceland's, but gruffer, like it hadn't been used in ages. Which it hadn't, granted the last time Norway used that tone of voice was when Romania accidentally turned himself and England into chickens and sent them to an alternate universe where Sealand was the ruler of everything. But saying that made Prussia even more scared.
"ARE YOU GOING TO SACRIFICE ME TO THEM?!!"
"No, we aren't, just calm down Prussia," said England, with a hint of amusement in his voice. "Just get to my house at 5 P.M sharp, or I'll summon you there." With that, Germany's voice sounded over the intercom: "All nations, the meeting will resume in five minutes".
After the meeting was over, the three nations that were invited went to England's house together, since they had no idea what was going to happen, as they had a strong feeling it was magic-related and England's spells are known for going awry. Once they reached there, England becomes them inside and led them to his living room, but not before confiscating four knives from Belarus, which were in places they couldn't see with the naked eye and were only found because England set up a perimeter around the house that didn't allow any non-magical items or objects to pass it, including Belarus's other knives.
"Why are we here, England?"
"If you don't tell me, I will use my Magic Metal Pipe of Pain on you, да?"
"Eep"
"Stop being childish, all three of you!" the magic trio yelled at the others, who were now levitating as Norway cast a spell to separate them from each other.
"WE CALLED YOU HERE TO TELL YOU HAVE MAGIC, YOU IDIOTS," shouted Romania. "WAIT WHAT?" They yelled in unison. "WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US BEFORE?". The magic trio simultaneously facepalmed. "We had to first make sure that your magic was strong enough and it has to be the right time anyways, or what we planned wouldn't work out," England told them, floating towards the nations and asked Norway to put them down, which he complied to. Once they were down, the ever excited Prussia remarked, "Fully explain to the awesome me what your probably unawesome plan is! The awesome me doesn't like not knowing things!"
England was about to answer when an even more hyper-than-usual Romania said in a pace even Veneziano, the personification of the Northern half of Italy would find hard to understand. Which says a lot, because that man can talk fast.
"WeareallgoingtoamagicschoolinScotlandsoyoucanlearnmagicandwecanbrushuponitandsowecanprotectaboythatdefeatedthemostpowerfuldarkwizardofthecenturyandkeepaneyeonhimsohedoesn'ttrydoingitagainalsobeforeyouaskwewillbede-agingoursel-vesandyoutolooklikeeleven-year-oldssowecanblendin."
Romania managed to say that in all one breath and was afterwards trying to catch his breath. Belarus remarked that she couldn't understand a word that he said and Romania started to talk at a speed only marginally slower than before that Prussia could only understand because he hung around with the pasta brothers way too much, when Norway clapped his land over Romania's mouth and started to speak at an understandable pace, now back to his regular monotone voice.
"What this idiot was trying to say was that you lot and us are going to Hogwarts, a magic school in Scotland so you can learn magic and we can brush up on more recent versions of light magic since we usually use dark magic. We are also going to protect a boy named Harry Potter, who banished the worst dark wizard of the century that terrorized England in the '60s and '70s, which stopped him from spreading further, since last time he almost got to Norway and Iceland. He also said that we would be de-ageing all of us so we can blend in. Does anybody have any questions?"
The magic trio readied themselves for a flood of stupid questions since this is something you can't just dump on someone and not expect for a bunch of idiotic questions. Surprisingly, the first question that was asked was a quite logical one, by Prussia of all of them, "How do you know we had magic if even the awesome me didn't know?"
England responded to this, "I had a hunch that Russia and Belarus could do magic beforehand since a few spirits who liked talk to her also corresponded to me and her knife is bonded to her with ancient magic, the final confirmation was that we put a spell around the whole bloody house, which doesn't allow magicless things to enter, which included people, nations, and knives. I thought Russia had magic because I saw his scarf move of its own accord and his pipe appears from nowhere, it's presumably enchanted with the same thing as Belarus's knife, and I'm pretty sure you once cursed America with long toenails. Both of your magic is deprived from the wizarding population of your respective countries that have reached the point of manifestation in you lot. For you Prussia, it's strange since before your dissolution your magical signature was as strong as any of the non-magical nations, but after you dissolved, your magical signature got much stronger and Germany's got weaker. We guess that instead of feeding off the energy of your land, you're feeding off the magical energy of Germany, since the whole of the German wizarding population is pretty small and mostly centred around the Black Forest, so your magic is more based on the mythical and magical creatures of Germany."
"Wait I didn't know zhat Germany had magical creatures".
"I didn't know I had witches and wizards Anglia".
"Wait, I didn't know zhat Germany had magical creatures"
"I didn't know I had witches and wizards Anglia"
Romania responded to Prussia, "Of course Germany has magical creatures, have you never read a folktale or one of the Grimm's fairy tales, and before you say that 'this is all a lie, isn't it?', some of the older creatures from folklore have died out, but there are many other creatures such as werewolves, bowtruckles, vampires, hippogriffs, and many more, including a small population of giants." Before letting Prussia say anything else, he moved on.
"Russia, I'm not surprised that you don't know about it since wizards have been in hiding for centuries, mostly to escape prosecution and witch-hunting. In Russia, they were especially bad because they were blamed for famines, diseases, and the loss of battles. As far as I'm aware, Russia has one of the eleven magical schools registered with the International Confederation of Wizards. It's called Koldovstoretz or Колдовсторец, it's hidden using extremely powerful wards near Lake Ladoga.
"Oh, that's why I always feel warm and tingly when I go to Lake Ladoga, even though it's very cold!" Russia said, looking thoughtful. Before anyone could respond to Russia, Prussia finally got a chance to butt in. "Vhait, all those creepy legends and myths I heard when I was an awesome Teutonic knight are true?!"
"Oh, that why I always feel warm and tingly when I go to Lake Ladoga even though it is very cold!" said Russia looking thoughtful. Before anyone could respond to Russia Prussia butted in with "vhait all those creepy legends and myths I heard when I was the awesome Teutonic knights are true!"
This time Norway responded by saying "not all of them are true, but many such as the weiße Frauen are real."
"Aren't those the white ghostly ladies that hang around battlefields?"
"Yes, yes they are."
England interrupted the thoughtful silence that had settled around the room. "It would be beneficial if you told your bosses a random lie so they wouldn't bother you and tell one of your siblings to do your paperwork so your bloody bosses don't get suspicious (E/N: S U S. Okay, sorry ._.) and inform your siblings on where you're going so they aren't worried about you. If they need convincing, be sure to tell us and we'll show them." Just before leaving, Belarus enquired, "What was so evil about the guy anyway, and how bad was he?"
England shuddered just thinking about it. "He and his followers killed around 5000 witches and wizards, which is about a sixth of my entire wizarding population and around 15,000 normal non-magical people and uncountable amounts of magical creatures from goblins and bowtruckles to some of the last remaining giants in the whole entire bloody world! It doesn't sound that bad but the wizard population that was killed is equivalent roughly to all the wizards in Germany." he added, mostly to himself, "I never knew why when a nation's magical population dies, it hurts more than when its muggle population does..."
The magic trio at this point was tired of the questions but they got hit with one more from Prussia,
"Do any ozzer nations know about magic or can do any?" "France knows about magic but he can't see or do any, Japan can see magical creatures and brew potions but can't perform spells, it's the same with China as well. Canada can also see magic, but he hasn't manifested it yet, and America should be able to at least see magic but he can't. Liechtenstein can also see it but hasn't told anyone and Iceland can see magic as well. These are all we know of, but I'm not sure if any others know. Be back here in a week so we can go through the details and message the headmaster to let us in." said Romania in response to Prussia's question.
The other had just started to leave when the magic trio remembered something and before Norway and England could try to call the others back politely, Romania yelled out, "WE FORGOT SOMETHING TO DO TO YOU, COME BACK PLEASE! And please don't kill me!" and this successfully got the other three's attention and they turned back looking varying degrees of annoyed. England asked all of them the same, simple question, "How many magical creatures can you see?"
They had lined up assorted fae, pixies and spirits, two trolls, flying mint bunny, and one baby Ukrainian Ironbelly dragon, making around twenty creatures in total.
Interestingly enough, Prussia reported only seeing one, which was a pixie, and the mischievous kind as well. It was one that would probably dye your hair electric green when you're sleeping.
Russia could see substantially more; he saw the trolls, most of the malicious spirits and some of the mischievous fae, numbering in at around ten.
Belarus could see the most creatures, fifteen to be exact. She could see a mixture of the mischievous and malicious fae, pixies, and spirits she could only see one of the trolls, and she could see the dragon as well as Flying Mint Bunny.
"What was the point of this? It was very random," murmured Belarus, just audibly enough to be heard while she was slowly inching towards the Ukrainian Ironbelly, wanting to pet it before her hand was slapped away by Norway. "The point of that experiment," supplied England, "Was to see if any of you already had the full sight, which apparently, none of you do, and before any of you ask, it's because we will perform a ritual on you, and its strength depends on how strong of the sight you have." Norway caught a glimpse of Prussia's terrified face and smirked and with a hint of amusement in his voice said, "No Prussia, we aren't de-ageing you because that ritual takes about a week..." This obviously didn't do anything to soothe Prussia's nerves, but he found himself being yanked into England's basement before he could make an escape.
"Woah! Limey bastard, I didn't even know your basement was this cool!" Belarus has also voiced a similar opinion, Russia hasn't said anything since he has seen all of this before when England accidentally summoned him, yet it still always amazed him. He wondered if he was one of the only people to see the inside of England's basement because he was extremely protective of it. The room has various animal remains, herbs, magical or non-magical alike, lots of candles, many leaving strange colours of light. Some cauldrons lined the sides, filled with bubbling potions, while finished ones were on a rack, neatly labelled. Dozens upon dozens of books resided on bookshelves, some were so old and dusty you couldn't read their names. In the middle of the room was a pentagram that had many herbs and candles surrounding it. The three awestruck nations were ordered into the pentagram and were instructed to hold hands in the middle and make a circle. They did as they were told and were relatively calm until they started chanting.
Aperire oculus eorum, fac eos vivere non visis,
Patet ex caligine visas,
Monstrare verum mundo...
Aperire oculus eorum, fac eos vivere non visis,
Patet ex caligine visas,
Monstrare verum mundo...
Aperire oculus eorum, fac eos vivere non visis,
Patet ex caligine visas,
Monstrare verum mundo...
The pentagram started to glow a mysterious forest green and a dark, rich blue which only intensified as the chant continued and encased the three countries (or former, in Prussia's case) I in the light which danced around the room until the chanting stopped and ended with an abrupt cry of
"OSTENDERE PRAECANTATIO" seemed to finish the spell, at least that's what they thought since they all blacked out.
Around two hours later, Prussia was woken up.
smack!
"Ughhh, why did you smack me, Bruder, let me sleep," Prussia said groggily.
SMACK!
"ALL RIGHT I'M GETTING UP!"
"WHY AM I IN ENGLAND'S BASEMENT?!
...
Oh right, we were doing something with magic and weird glowing lights."
"Good, that means the spell didn't do anything wrong to you," Romania said, who visibly deflated at Prussia's response.
"What could zhat have done?"
"Many not-so-fun things"
"Okayyyyy? Also Romania, I have a very stupid question, but why did you smack me awake and not any of the others?"
"Fair enough." Prussia tried to get up, but he 'failed awesomely', so Romania helped him up and into the kitchen while Prussia remained confused. Once they got to the living room, he all but dumped Prussia onto the sofa.
"Is there any reason I feel so weak, England?" asked Prussia accusingly. "Yes, there is. You see, the magic we performed on you is very strong and it drained Norway, Romania, and I's energy and it drained yours as well since your magic was also part of the spell, but don't worry, hot chocolate helps."
"Hot chocolate, how would zhat help?"
"Honestly don't know, but it does, so just drink it" commanded England, and Romania, added onto that saying, "Don't worry, Prussia, England's food might kill, but his drinks are amazing!"
"Are you sure Romania, I don't want to be knocked out for three days again?"
"Don't worry Mr Awesome, just drink it!"
"Fine, but if I die, I WILL come back to haunt you." He put the brown liquid to his lips but put it down immediately since it was still searing hot. After a brief laugh and smirk from England and Romania, Prussia tried it again and this time was astounded at how good it was. "Eyebrows, your cooking might be able to be used as a bioweapon, but you can make better hot chocolate than West can, and that says a lot." With that, the magic trio disappeared into the basement and brought up a still sleeping Belarus and plopped her onto the sofa a bit more gracefully than Prussia was, but not by much. They have to levitate Russia up since even if they had all tried, they couldn't pick him up. After drawing the short straw to wake up Russia, England was approaching him, but no drastic measures were needed since he just woke up himself followed closely by Belarus who both then threatened to maul them with a pipe and run them through with a knife respectively. After they had calmed down, they attempted to get up, but when they couldn't, Russia gave his signature laugh and asked, "Anglia, Romania, Norvegiya, why can't we get up?" Romania, scared for his life, briefly told Russia what happened at a very fast speed, but it was just understandable enough for Russia and Belarus to slump down and stop emitting that deadly aura. When hot chocolate was pushed into their hands around two minutes later, the two nations looked very confused when they were told to drink it, it was made by England no less! "Anglia, why are you giving me liquid chocolate, how will that help, and I am not willing to die by your food." England glared at Russia intensely, and of course, Russia glared back. The room's atmosphere was slowly darkening. It was interrupted by Romania by saying, "Don't worry Russia, England's drinks won't kill you, his food might, but his drinks are sublime!" England shot a glare that only Russia picked up since Romanian was nearly as bad as America in reading the atmosphere. Russia eventually drank the liquid hesitantly and was very surprised that: one, he was alive, and two, he enjoyed it. He told Belarus to drink it, which she did with hesitation since she had also heard the horror stories about England's food from more than a few nations, but ended up enjoying it nonetheless.
After they managed to regain their strength back from the magic of hot chocolate, England tried his experiment again and the magic trio had the pleasure of having Prussia completely speechless for once as he looked at the assorted magical creatures around him. He looked at them all and marvelled their interesting looks, but his eyes travelled back to the first fae he saw, a smallish trickster fae, the same colour as his hair and asked England, "Hey Eyebrows, what's the name of that small silver thing, I like her, she seems interesting."
"That's Luna, she's a trickster lunar fae and she is certainly very interesting, she likes to play small tricks on almost everyone, none being harmful, and most of them being extraordinarily stupid. I think you two would get along well." With that, the fae flew into Prussia's mop of already messy hair and sat in it next to Gilbird and started to make a nest of his hair.
"Kesesesesese, I think she likes me. Can I take her home?"
"She definitely likes you, but you have to ask her if she wants to go."
"How do I do that?"
"Simple, just ask her." So he did, and she replied in a ringing voice coming out from his hair, "If you take me to your home, I will become one of your own. Are you very sure you want me, I'm a trickster fae as you can surely see?"
"Eyebrows, why is she rhyming her sentences?"
"Oh, she only does that when she's bored or is testing the worthiness of someone. I suggest you reply to her in rhyme
if you want to keep her." Prussia thought for a bit before replying to the fae, "Oh yes, oh yes, I want you please, our mischief will make people get down on their knees."
"That is a decent try, but you know my standards are very high!"
"You and I both hate people with sticks up their a*ses, let's make them, laugh with our silly little farces"
"You have proved your worth to me, take me home, I shall be an invaluable ally as you will see!" With that, she settled back down in his hair next to a furiously chirping Gilbird.
"That was certainly interesting, да? But Norvegiya, no creatures like me, I think they find me scary. Even leetle seester has found a creature, even though I don't think it's quite safe, да?" commented Russia quite sadly.
"What, what creature is she playing with?" asked Prussia who was conversing with the fae and giggling, which concerned the magic trio who were afraid of them doing something colossally stupid together.
They turned around to see Belarus stroking a surprisingly happy dragon who was purring with a small amount of smoke curling out from its nostrils.
"Uhm, Belarus, I don't think doing that is exactly safe."
"Why Romania? It seems to like me, and I like it. Also, what's its gender and name?"
"It's a female and her name is Katyusha, yes we named her after your sister's human name since Ukrainian Ironbelly females are extremely protective of their children and family. NEVER get in the way of one protecting her eggs of babies, since she will make you die a very painful death."
"If mothers are so protective then why do you have a young one?"
"We only have it because its mother was killed by another dragon, most likely a Hungarian Horntail"
With that, Belarus went silent since the dragon had fallen asleep on her, which Belarus secretly like since she loved children of all shapes, sizes, and species, even though most small things feared her due to her liking of knives, but this dragon wasn't, which made her feel loved by someone other than her family, and it being an awesome large fire-breathing flying lizard was a bonus for her at least.
Russia, obviously happy for Belarus (and internally happy for Prussia) because most of everything was scared of Belarus and that even included him and it's hard to find someone who can match Prussia ingenuity in doing stupid things, other than France and Spain of course. Yet he still felt sad that nothing would be one with him. Suddenly a little yellow thing flew in front of his face and started sitting in his scarf and lightly humming to herself, which greatly schooled Russians and the others since they all thought either something as strong and scary, such as a troll would go to Russia, or nothing at all. They wouldn't have thought that a small, yellow faerie would like him
"Uhm Anglia, what is this small thing in my scarf?"
"That's Sunflora, she's a nymph of sunflowers."
"Is she good or bad and why does she like me?"
"She's generally benevolent, but if you anger her, she is scary, much like you and I don't exactly know why she likes you, however, I think it might be due to your similarities in personalities."
"Does she like sunflowers?"
At this, Romania butted in saying "Russia, she is a fae of sunflowers, OF COURSE, SHE LIKES WOULD LIKE THEM!"
"Can I keep her?"
"I strongly advise you to make her since if she's pissed off, she will come at you with a knife," answered Norway in his regular monotone.
"Privet leetle faerie, would you like to come to my house and be one with me?" Russia asked, sounding truly eager for once.
"Yes mister Russia, but do you have any sunflowers because I like them a lot." said her high ringing voice.
"Of course I do leetle girl, I love sunflowers, they're nice and bright."
Belarus was very happy for her big brother since it would be nice for him not to be lonely and since she knew she wouldn't be able to keep the dragon, it would be nice if she would be able to play with Sunflora as well.
Once again Romania with his complete disregard for the calm atmosphere in the room, broke the silence. "Belarus you need to give the dragon back, Prussia and Russia, you can keep your fae and be back here next week, which is the 30th of July as long as your bosses and siblings are fine with it since the ritual of de-ageing takes time to prepare." With that, the three now rather confused nations left the house behind, who after they left started laughing, even Norway just due to the absurdity of it, before yelling "REMEMBER TO EMAIL US IF YOUR BOSSES AFFIRM" with receiving confirmations.
Within a day, England got Emails from Belarus, Russia, and Ukrainian all affirming the plan and they received an incredibly confused call from Germany also noting that he could come if Prussia caused any trouble.