Honestly, I'm not one for crossovers at all, but this... Do want. Gryffindor!US/Slytherin!UK and Huffleclaw!Franada are musts. OP doesn't want the HP cast to play a major role at all. Focus should be on Hogwartsified Hetalia members.
Bonus: Alfred still can't see fairies. Cursed at birth or smth. Some sort of romantic mush occurs when Arthur tries to cure him. Bonus2: Some hankypanky in the Prefects' bathroom. Moaning Myrtle... cockblock or voyeur? ;D Get to it, anons!
[Prologue] Specialis Revelio
anonymous
April 2 2010, 04:40:21 UTC
Prologue Arthur's POV
Francis Bonnefoy, for all his complaints about having to do essays and homework in English, was infuriatingly good at it. Whenever Arthur Kirkland studied with him (every Monday and Thursday each week like clockwork), Francis always managed to finish everything--including the bloody History of Magic essay, which Francis actually seemed to like--at least an hour before Arthur had gotten through half of the weekly assignments, let alone into the OWLS material they had started prepping on this year.
"We're fourth years!" Arthur had roared, hurling a handful of scribbled notes at a tiny first-year Hufflepuff of squeaked and scurried away from the frightening Slytherin with the horrendous eyebrows. "What do we need with OWLS study sheets
( ... )
[Chapter 1, Part 2] Specialis Revelio
anonymous
April 2 2010, 04:47:24 UTC
Arthur blinked, looking down only to notice that his current attire, with his family's green and silver collar prominent over his plain black robes, clearly did give his probable house affliation away. Still, he couldn't resist rolling his eyes at the oaf in front of him, standing up straight with his arms crossed imperially over his chest. He did not see Francis sigh and roll his eyes.
"Excuse me," Arthur shot back, treating Alfred to his best Kirkland glare, "I do not believe you have any right to speak to me in that manner, GryffindorThe glasses-wearing oaf visibly bristled, his face turning the bright red color of a huge Muggle bus that Arthur had once seen on a trip into London. It matched his garish red and gold sweater perfectly
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Re: [Chapter 1, Part 2] Specialis Revelio
anonymous
April 2 2010, 05:19:37 UTC
I'm just gonna squee for a while before posting anything like a semi-intelligent comment, but for now? I love this! This is the first good Hogwarts AU I've ever seen, frankly, although I'm unsure as to why various nationalities are there. Then again, if their parents (or their deceased parents' estate) chose to send them to Hogwarts because of its reputation, why not?
Re: [Chapter 1, Part 2] Specialis Revelio
anonymous
April 2 2010, 16:21:19 UTC
Random anon cutting in: I think there are various nationalities because to make Alfred and Francis anything besides American and French respectivily would be such a crime! :)
Re: [Chapter 1, Part 2] Specialis Revelio
anonymous
April 2 2010, 16:21:47 UTC
Random anon cutting in: I think there are various nationalities because to make Alfred and Francis anything besides American and French respectively would be such a crime! :)
Re: [Chapter 1, Part 2] Specialis Revelio
anonymous
April 2 2010, 06:10:08 UTC
ayayayayayyayayayayayayyayayayay! The fic is wonderful, cool, and Arthur's temper and has a hint of snobbiness and Francis is a (half?)VEELA!!!! <3 <3. I love your writing and the way things are phrased and yayayayayaya. Alfred and Matthew are also in character!
Re: [Chapter 1, Part 2] Specialis Revelio
anonymous
April 2 2010, 10:50:33 UTC
ajfdks;l YES. This prompt SANG to me, but then I realized that I can't write HP worth a shit. I'm so glad someone else is doing it, and doing it so well! *o* Zomg, half-Veela!Francis! And gotta love that cross-house hate, heh. The acerbic Bonnefoy-Kirkland friendship is a nice touch~! Great use of both canons. Please update when you have time, though I really hope it's soon because this is awesome!
[Chapter 2, Part 1] Specialis Revelio
anonymous
April 3 2010, 06:46:16 UTC
Chapter 2 Slug & Jiggers Apothecary
Arthur's POV
"This is your fault, you know."
Arthur scowls and taps some ash out from the end of his pipe. "My fault? Whatever are you on about now?"
Alfred glares at him over the top of his glasses and jabs an unmanicured finger into Arthur chest, earning an indignant squawk and a smack over the head with the lit pipe. Yelling, Alfred batted the ash out of his hair before shoving Arthur against the wall between Madam Malkin's shop and a broomstick stand.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Alfred yells, adolescent voice near cracking. "My father is the Minister of Magic!"
If anything, this proclamation just makes Arthur scowl more. "The Minister isn't married, and his name is Williams."
Interestingly, this just makes Alfred color and become even angrier. "Well, my mom's different from Matthew's -"
Arthur's eyebrows shot up, and he couldn't help but ask: "You're the Minister's bastards
( ... )
[Chapter 2, Part 2] Specialis Revelio
anonymous
April 3 2010, 06:47:56 UTC
Arthur shoves his broken pipe into an inner pocket of his robes and then his own hands into the robe sleeves. "How come you're friends with Matthew anyways? Don't you know who his father is?"
A quiet shrug and Francis digs out his neatly folded copy of fifth year mandatory supplies from his bag. "Of course I know."
"His father won the election on the platform to register all half-bloods
( ... )
Honestly, I'm not one for crossovers at all, but this... Do want. Gryffindor!US/Slytherin!UK and Huffleclaw!Franada are musts. OP doesn't want the HP cast to play a major role at all. Focus should be on Hogwartsified Hetalia members.
Bonus: Alfred still can't see fairies. Cursed at birth or smth. Some sort of romantic mush occurs when Arthur tries to cure him.
Bonus2: Some hankypanky in the Prefects' bathroom. Moaning Myrtle... cockblock or voyeur? ;D Get to it, anons!
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Arthur's POV
Francis Bonnefoy, for all his complaints about having to do essays and homework in English, was infuriatingly good at it. Whenever Arthur Kirkland studied with him (every Monday and Thursday each week like clockwork), Francis always managed to finish everything--including the bloody History of Magic essay, which Francis actually seemed to like--at least an hour before Arthur had gotten through half of the weekly assignments, let alone into the OWLS material they had started prepping on this year.
"We're fourth years!" Arthur had roared, hurling a handful of scribbled notes at a tiny first-year Hufflepuff of squeaked and scurried away from the frightening Slytherin with the horrendous eyebrows. "What do we need with OWLS study sheets ( ... )
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The Brothers in Glasses
Arthur's POVThe summer before fifth year is, perhaps, the worst summer that Arthur Kirkland ever hoped not to experience ( ... )
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"Excuse me," Arthur shot back, treating Alfred to his best Kirkland glare, "I do not believe you have any right to speak to me in that manner, GryffindorThe glasses-wearing oaf visibly bristled, his face turning the bright red color of a huge Muggle bus that Arthur had once seen on a trip into London. It matched his garish red and gold sweater perfectly ( ... )
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Stalking this like crazy. F5F5F5F5F5F5
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:D :D F5!!
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Slug & Jiggers Apothecary
Arthur's POV
"This is your fault, you know."
Arthur scowls and taps some ash out from the end of his pipe. "My fault? Whatever are you on about now?"
Alfred glares at him over the top of his glasses and jabs an unmanicured finger into Arthur chest, earning an indignant squawk and a smack over the head with the lit pipe. Yelling, Alfred batted the ash out of his hair before shoving Arthur against the wall between Madam Malkin's shop and a broomstick stand.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Alfred yells, adolescent voice near cracking. "My father is the Minister of Magic!"
If anything, this proclamation just makes Arthur scowl more. "The Minister isn't married, and his name is Williams."
Interestingly, this just makes Alfred color and become even angrier. "Well, my mom's different from Matthew's -"
Arthur's eyebrows shot up, and he couldn't help but ask: "You're the Minister's bastards ( ... )
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A quiet shrug and Francis digs out his neatly folded copy of fifth year mandatory supplies from his bag. "Of course I know."
"His father won the election on the platform to register all half-bloods ( ... )
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