Harry Potter woke up rather early. Getting up from his bed, he sees Canada at the Gryffindor common room, which is a place where Gryffindors can relax and study. It also connects to the boy's dormitory and the girl's dormitory. He sees that Canada's drinking hot chocolate with a white mug that has a red maple leaf as its design.

"Good morning. Matthew, am I correct?" Harry walks down the spiral stairs and into the common room.

"W-What? Oh, good morning Harry. Yes, I am Matthew." Canada smiled. He was shocked that Harry can see him, and he also greeted him.

Hearing footsteps, they look at the girl's dormitory to see Hermione coming down the spiral stairs in her uniform. Looking at the common room, she was surprised to see Harry. Harry would wake up much later, now he's awake at this kind of time.

"What a surprise. You're awake." Hermione looks outside the window and the sun's rising. Maybe in half an hour, it would already brighten the place.

Sitting in a couch beside Canada, she didn't even know he was sitting there. "Why are you just standing there?" Her eyebrows furrowed.

Harry Potter was confused. She was talking like they're the only ones in the room when Canada is beside her. What happened to her manners? She didn't even greet Canada.

Looking at Canada, Harry sees he's calm and complaisant. He's just sipping his drink, enjoying it with the warm fire at the fireplace.

"You don't see Matthew?" Harry finally spoke.

"Matthew?" Harry nodded. "Isn't he one of the new students?"

"You really don't see him?"

"What are you blabbering about?"

"He's just beside you."

Hermione looked at her side to see a sitting Canada, sipping on his hot chocolate. She almost jolted from surprise. Since when was he there?

"Oh, sorry. Somehow I didn't see you there." Hermione apologized. Canada smiled and said that it was alright. It's normal for him anyway.

✣✵The Magic Within Me✵✣

Hungary woke up when the sunlight almost comes out. She went and changed into their uniform, wearing pants and she tied her hair up. After that, she decided to wake America up.

"Five more minutes." America groaned. Hungary sighed and gave him five minutes more. After that short five minutes, she tried to wake him again. "Five more minutes."

Having no choice, she grabbed her frying pan and hit him at the head.

In the Ravenclaw common room, Austria's up early. He even had someone make coffee for him. Norway is also awake, letting Iceland sleep until it's thirty minutes before classes starts.

At the Slytherin common room, England was having his fine tea time. Romania is still sleeping, he fell asleep during the process of excitement. Denmark is sleeping like a log, it would be hard to wake to him up. Prussia is also still sleeping, but he can wake up by himself.

When the sun raised, the land turned vibrant and full of color. It was a sight to behold.

Unfortunately for England, his peace and quiet was already up. Draco has approached him. England, knowing Draco's father, he knew Draco is up to no good.

"The name's Draco Malfoy." He introduced, like it was not obvious enough. He has his arms crossed and he was grinning.

"Arthur Kirkland." England stood and introduced himself in a gentleman way. Draco took it that he's a pureblood, having such manner and chosen to be Slytherin.

He must have Arthur at his side. He has all the traits of the four houses, with England around, no one can stop Draco. Maybe even Harry would stop getting in his plans.

"Do you want to join me in tormenting Harry Potter?" Draco smirked, imagining all the things he would do to Harry. "He thinks he's the best wizard around, just because he survived from Voldemort."

England frowned. He's been entering the world of magic here and there to get involved, he never heard such things like Harry being a git. This Draco Malfoy is getting too much ahead of himself.

"Torment? I apologize but I don't want to be taking part in such a thing." England said so straightforwardly. Draco's blood boiled in annoyance and anger. He can't believe that he would turn down his offer like that.

Doesn't he know who he is? He's Draco Malfoy. Malfoy.

"No, no, no. You don't understand. Sooner or later, when you show that you're superior than him in any way, he will humiliate you or mess with you." Draco insisted, trying for one last time. England only sighed.

"A gentleman doesn't do such things." He says, drinking all his tea in one gulp. Then he wipes his mouth with a table napkin. "It was nice talking with you, Draco Malfoy." And England leaves before anything else happens.

Draco narrowed his eyes as he watches England leave. How dare he? If he doesn't join my side, he'll be sorry! Draco kicks one of the furnitures in annoyance.

The albino and the other blonde looks like fools. Maybe I can persuade them.

When he went back to his room, he sees that Denmark is already awake and Prussia's still sleeping. They are all roommates after all.

"Andersen." He called out with an annoyed tone.

Denmark turned to him and smiled. "Hello there! What's your name again?" He asked.

Draco's eyebrow twitched. Really? He doesn't know who he is? Has this guy lived under a bridge or something? "Draco Malfoy." He emphasized his surname.

"Oh, ok." Denmark already ignored him and started to work out in front of Draco. Draco of course, was insulted.

"Want to join me in tormenting Harry Potter?" Draco offered.

Denmark stopped and stood properly. He looked intimidating with his figure. Tall and broad, and he's also masculine for a kid. The light expression on his face went cold and serious. Draco started to have cold sweat.

"Torment?"

He remembered the old days with his friends. Norway, Sweden, and Finland. He knows that all of them left because they wanted freedom and they have grown tired being surrounded by strong nations. Denmark never wanted to hurt someone, and if he did... His friends might leave him for good.

"I would never torment someone. I may be bossy at times, but I don't do such things." Denmark gives an aura like war's going to break out in any minute.

Having a bad mood, he decides to go chop some wood somewhere. There has to be a place that chops woods here right? Or else he'll chop any wood inside the castle or trees with this battleaxe. He then stomps his feet loudly as he exits.

Draco then heard Prussia groan. He approached him and stared at the albino. An albino, what a sight.

Prussia then sat up, surprised to see someone staring at him. He scratched his head, not knowing what to do.

"I'm awesome, I know." Prussia said, grinning, getting out of his bed only in boxers with a design of his flag.

Draco facepalmed. "No. I'm here to offer you to join me." Are all the transfer students so annoying and ignorant?

"Join you? In what?" Prussia wears his uniform. Then he wears a scarf with horizontal stripes of green and white. There, a Slytherin.

"In tormenting Harry Potter." This is the third time Draco said it in a day. It was starting to get on his nerves.

Prussia halted for a moment. Does he know what's he saying? He's going to hurt someone. And he wants me to help him?

"And then what? I'll be enemies with everyone?" Prussia despised the thought.

He remembered the dark times with Germany, it was horrible and he's on the way to recovery. Everyone became his enemy and not everyone has forgiven the things they did. The dark times, the bloody times, it was something that is out of their control.

Draco laughed, then scoffed. "You're already enemies with everyone. You're a Slytherin after all."

Prussia frowns. He felt a little anger, but then chose to suppress it. Then he walks up to Draco. Draco thought to why the transfer students are so tall.

"Is that so?" Prussia had a cold expression on his face. "I'm considered an enemy because I was placed in this house? Well then, why don't I prove them wrong?"

Prussia walks away, leaving Draco speechless. He's really angered now. These new students are so full of themselves and they think they can treat him like nothing. Just wait and see, I'll make you wish that you shouldn't have messed with me!

Draco finally noticed that he hasn't seen Vladimir. He looks at Romania's bed and all that's there are his stuff. Looking at the common room, he's also nowhere to be found.

✣✵The Magic Within Me✵✣

At the Great Hall, everyone eats at their own respective table. For the Nations, it felt like racism to be honest. Gryffindors should be with Gryffindors, Ravenclaw should be with Ravenclaws, Hufflepuff should be with Hufflepuff, Slytherin should be with Slytherin. Even for the veterans, it felt like racism. When they entered Hogwarts for the first time, it was normal and there's no much rivalry between the houses.

"I want to eat with everyone..." America groans, leaning on the table. Canada smiles and tries to comfort him.

"Everyone?" Ron asked, his mouth full.

Canada had offered the wizard trio to have breakfast with them and they agreed. This is the output.

"Yeah. Me and the Natio- My friends." America almost spilled the beans. His heart skipped a beat, he almost told the secret. If England was here and he heard it, he would scold him nonstop!

Canada almost forgot to breathe. Then he inhales and exhales deeply. "Alfred!" He scolded America. Hungary on the otherhand gave America a sadistic look. America and Canada avoided her gaze. Even the wizard trio avoided her gaze, she's just that intimidating.

"Well, this scarf is really comfy." Canada holds his scarf, changing the subject. It has horizontal stripes of red and somewhat yellow-orange.

"Be proud being a Gryffindor." Hermione stated with pride. Then she continues to eat in a ladylike manner. She noticed that Hungary also eats in that way and was confused about it.

"I will." Canada smiles sweetly. He then proceeds to eat his pancakes. He was ecstatic when he found out that they serve pancakes for breakfast.

The hall went silent when a messenger owl came in from the entrance, leaving a letter to one of the students in Hufflepuff. One guy opened it and the letter started to float and it had a face, talking. It told things like good luck and have fun and finally ripped itself to shreds.

"What was that?" Canada asks, in awe. Although the letter had such a loud volume and it was quite embarrassing if everyone can hear why the message is.

"It's a Howler." Hermione answered with full knowledge.

"That thing's bloody scary. I would rather die than to listen to my mom scolding me in public with a Howler." Ron shrugged, his mouth full again.

The students chuckled at the poor student. While the Hufflepuff students tried to comfort the boy.

"What's the first lesson?" Hungary asks, already done eating. She wipes her mouth a table napkin and looks at the wizard trio.

"History and Survival Lessons. It's rather the easiest lesson of all." Ron answered. His mouth still full.

Hermione glares at him in disgust and annoyance. He really has no table manners. "What?"

At the Ravenclaw table, Austria eats like a noble again. The students watch him in awe, he must be from a wealthy and powerful family. Norway eats normally as Iceland tries to ignore his presence.

At the Slytherin table, Denmark, Prussia, and England notices Draco's glare far across from them. Denmark ignored it, Prussia wanted to fight him badly, and England hates his guts.

"I really hate that guy." Prussia mutters.

"I don't want to have anything to do with him." Denmark whispered.

"And I want to correct how they see Slytherin as it is." England stated.

The two nodded in agreement. "Wait, has anyone see Romania?" England asked.

The two shook their heads sideways. Well, where would Romania be?

Unknown to them, Draco heard their conversation. Who is this Romania guy? Isn't Romania a country? Or did some crazy or patriotic parent named their child after a country?

They're definitely weird.

✣✵The Magic Within Me✵✣

Class started and the Nations grouped together while walking to the History and Survival Lessons room. Romania is still nowhere to be found.

The Slytherin Nations told them about Draco wanting to torment Harry Potter and they despised him. The Ravenclaw Nations are enjoying their house, there are no problems so far. For the Gryffindor Nations, they told them that the Gryffindor house is cool and awesome.

Norway then explains how the house system works. Each house competes for the House Cup. The house with the most points wins. Also, you win points by doing good deeds and you lose points by doing bad deeds. The Quidditch Cup also gives points.

England then tells the relationship between houses.

Slytherin vs Gryffindor

Ravenclaw vs Hufflepuff

Gryffindor are best with Hufflepuff

Slytherin are best with Ravenclaw

"Also, there is no rule that students from different houses can't mingle with each other." England ended his explanation.

The NMN were glad to hear that there is no problem hanging around students that belong to other houses. They also noticed that a lot of group of friends belong to the same house. So far they only see one group that has mixed students.

Upon entering the room for their first lesson, they all sat together. People stared at them weirdly, probably because students from three different houses are together. And it's rare to see a Slytherin with a Gryffindor.

Minutes later, their new History and Survival Lessons teacher came in. He looks like he's new to teaching, based on his expression of nervousness. He also looks young.

"My name's Gale Dronde and I'll be your new... History and Survival Lessons professor." He introduced himself. He wrote his name on the board and then opens his own book.

"Now, open your books on chapter one. We'll be learning about the origin of dark elves and evil dwarves." He stated. Everyone brought out thought their thick history books and opened it to chapter one.

"Okay, I give up." America went ahead and tried to sleep. There is no way he'll read the origin of something in twenty pages back to back.

Canada sighed. He has to listen to the teacher, even though he doesn't have to because the only reason they're here is because of the ingredients needed to turn them back. This is even against their law.

The rest had no impression whatsoever, except for the veterans. They felt insulted, very insulted.

Really? The origins of dark elves and evil dwarves?

Norway tapped on Harry's shoulder because he's the one closest to him. Harry looked at him questioningly. "What have you been learning for the past two years in this lesson?" Norway asked.

"Origins of mythical beasts, wars, and some basic survival skills. It's the most easiest lesson of all." Harry replied.

England heard all of it and he wanted to snap. He's a Nation, meaning he has high interests in History. This lesson is not at all fun or interesting. It's boring and he can see it in the face of everyone, except for Hermione. She feels like the smartest person in class.

"This sucks." Turning around, all the Nations see Romania. They were surprised to see him sitting calmly behind them with no one noticing that he came in late.

"Vlad! Where have you been?!" England whisper-shouted.

"I went to gather a toenail of a troll for the ingredients. I couldn't sleep last night so at least I've done something productive." Romania answered, throwing a small pouch to Norway.

Romania had a grin on his face. He has accomplished something and was proud of it. He couldn't stop that foolish grin on his face and the students near him thought that he was crazy.

Norway opens the pouch to see a bunch of troll toenails. He then closes it and keeps it in his pocket.

I need to talk with Dumbledore. The Magic Trio thought in frustration. Norway and Romania had the same feeling of England. This History and Survival Lessons is taken lightly. They have to make things right!