At the end of the day, everyone had settled in their own houses. The Gryffindors, of course, are still sleeping in the Great Hall. Sleeping on the floor was okay since the universe in the ceiling was a great sight to see. Anyone can sleep in a matter of minutes.

But in the Slytherin House, something is bound to happen.

"And you talked to Bulgaria just like that?!" England yelled, not minding the volume of his voice.

"Shhhh! Don't call him with that name! Sheesh." Romania reminded him.

"He's a part of Scotland's gang!"

"So what?"

"They're going to ruin us!"

"Says who? As far as I can see, they've done nothing but spread fear and intimidation. And oh- add weirdness to that as well. That group's full of odd people."

"Yeah, calm down England. Take a look at Japan for example. Do you think he'll do something unreasonable?" Prussia sides with Romania, going to his side.

"I don't know guys... Russia's with them." Denmark adds in, siding with England.

"Ukraine! As if she'll harm us. She's a sweetie." Romania countered.

"They have Belarus, who will side with Russia no matter what." England mentioned.

Now China... China's somewhere in between. He can be considered as a friend or enemy.

Sighing in defeat, England goes to his bed and sits down to rest. "Let's just continue with the original plan. We need to get all the ingredients as fast as we could and turn back into adults, then get out of here."

"What?! No!" Prussia and Denmark chorused.

"I love being here, it's great. Magic, sorcery, and not to mention I love cutting wood for Hagrid every morning." Denmark says his piece.

The argument continues on between the four Nations until one decided to visit their room.

"Knock, knock, May I come in?" A rather tall kid with white hair interrupted the heated debate.

"R-Russia?!" England stuttered in surprise and fear.

"There's no use asking permission if you have already entered you know." Romania pointed out.

The mischievous blond was trying to hide his snicker from England. Seeing the proud wizard act like this is fun to Romania.

"W-What are... Ehem." England stands from the bed and cleared his throat to remove the lump that was forming. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm just here to straight things out for you guys." Russia smiled, like a child would. Still, no one knows what lies behind his smiles.

"What things?" Romania asks, raising a brow.

"All of us had decided to help you in your troubles."

"Huh?" All the Nations chorused.

"We each have contributed ingredients to make a potion for you all to go back to an adult. But... We won't give it to any of you until Scotland says so." Russia explains.

"But why would you make such a potion for us?" Prussia narrows his eyes in suspicion.

"What we want from you is cooperation. It's as simple as that."

"Cooperation? In what?" Denmark stepped in.

"To continue your lives in Hogwarts. You know, continue studying witchcraft and sorcery. But, do it with all your heart, like you really belong here, in the place of wizardry." Russia's smile has disappeared. Instead, his face turned serious and quite menacing.

"We take witchcraft and wizardry seriously. If you half-asses dare to make a joke of it or see it as something trivial, then we would make sure that you will all suffer in this school until the end of the school year because none of you are leaving this castle until then."

"But of course, England, Romania and Norway are out of the question. They're real wizards. My warning is only directed towards you, Prussia and Denmark, and the rest." Russia's smile came back, making the atmosphere light.

Prussia and Denmark gulped, swallowing the lump in their throats. Russia's mere presence is scary, but now that he's directly warning them is a lot scarier. Who would think that the reason of Scotland's group to be here was that? But surely, Scotland and the rest has something in mind other than that. They have ulterior motives.

"I guess the rest has also said the word." Russia says as he looks at the door.

"What do you mean?" Denmark questioned.

"China went to the Gryffindor house to inform America, Canada, and Hungary. Since, China and America were once Allies, so talking to each other won't be difficult. Big Sister Ukraine went to Ravenclaw, informing Iceland and Austria."

"So... You want us," Prussian gestures to himself and Denmark. "To enjoy and act like real wizards in Hogwarts?"

"More or less." Russia replied.

"Well, that's awesome!" Prussia and Denmark high-fived and had a chest bump.

"Big brother Russia! Are you done?" A familiar feminine voice was heard.

"Belarus?" Romania tilts his head sidewards.

"Well... She'll follow me wherever I go." Russia sweatdrops. "Can I stay here for the night? Belarus can't enter."

"No." They all flatly rejected the poor Russian.

✣✵The Magic Within Me✵✣

When Canada woke up, he looked out the window and sees that the weather isn't friendly today. Dark clouds loomed over the sky and winds are banging the window.

"It's gonna rain soon, huh." Canada looked at his side to see Hungary tying her hair to a ponytail.

"Not a good weather for Quidditch." Canada smiles sadly.

"Still, we must support Harry and the Gryffindor players today! Let's not allow this bad weather to down our spirits." Hungary smiles.

Hearing a loud snore, the two chuckled. "America's still asleep?" Canada asks.

"Yeah. He was so excited for the game last night and was all over the place, now he's sleeping like a log." Hungary sighs but had a smile on her face.

The two remembered last night's event. China entered their room and explained everything to them.

"So... We should enjoy this time to the fullest right?" Canada says.

"Correction, we must use it to the fullest. You only live once you know. And the time we're spending here is precious." Hungary corrected him.

"You're right." Canada nods in agreement.

Scotland, what are you up to? Canada couldn't help but feel uneasy about all this.

America and Canada had been with Scotland for a considerable amount of time, since he's brothers with England. He may have a sharp tongue and a bad temper but he's surely caring... He just shows it in a different manner. Knowing Scotland, Canada feels like that the redhead has an ulterior motive. What does he want with them? Cooperation? Is it really just that?

"Are you okay, Canada?" Hungary snaps the blond in his thoughts.

"I'm fine, I'm just worried about the weather. Ah! It's starting to rain!"

"I hope everything's going to be fine. I have a hunch that something will go wrong." Hungary rubs her arm, worried.

✣✵The Magic Within Me✵✣

Waking up, Iceland hears music being played. He wanted to go to sleep with its beautiful melody but something struck him.

Why am I hearing music?

Getting up from his bed in his white pajamas, he goes to the source of the rhythmic melody. He finds Austria leading an orchestra of instruments that plays themselves. Rubbing his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things, Iceland faces Austria.

"Hey, where did you get those instruments?" He asked.

"I ordered it from a shop in Hogsmeade during the field trip and bribed the owner to secretly deliver it to me." Austria was fully in sync with his music.

"You bribed him? With what? What did you use to pay him? We don't have money, only Norway, England, and Romania." Iceland pointed out.

"Let's just say... Some angelic Ravenclaw students were generous enough to give me money to afford this. And remember those times I play for for the students? Some who really appreciate music give me money." Austria says at the matter of fact.

The silverette looked at the Austrian from head to toe. "How about me? I want money too."

"Sure, why not? I think I have three pouches of coins under the bed. They're all yours." Austria then continues with his bohemian rhapsody

Scratching his head, Iceland goes back to their bed and sat there. Sighing, he lies back down and tries to sleep. It was only then where he noticed it was raining.

Lying down in deep thought, Ukraine's warning replayed in his mind. They want us to live like real wizards huh.

Out of nowhere, images entered his head. One by one, he sees things.

Dementors.

Time.

Danger.

Prussia.

Sacrifice.

Brought back to reality, Iceland sees himself drenched in sweat. Sitting straight, he holds his head and tried to process everything. When he has put things together, he was sure of something.

I'm not going to let that happen!