Hetalia and the Philosopher's Stone (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 2

Hello! So this story is getting somewhere (I think)! I have lots of plans for future chapters! Anyway, I hope you enjoy this chapter! Constructive feedback is welcome!

Diagon Alley was exactly how England remembered it from many years ago. The bustling crowd of wizards young and old, the many shops it had, and so much more. England had their money converted into wizarding currency and they were split into groups.

Group 1: Italy, Germany, Russia, and Canada- starting at Ollivanders

Group 2: England, America, Japan, and Spain- starting at Madam Malkin's

Group 3: France, China, Romano, and Prussia- starting at Flourish and Blotts

"Remember everyone, we have to use our human names in public or we'll cause suspicion." England said. "When we are done shopping, we can meet at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. And yes America. We will have ice cream after we shop."

"ICE CREAM!!!!!!"

Group 1's POV

As the four nations entered the wand shop, an old man smiled and welcomed them.

"Ah, welcome to Ollivanders young children. I assume you four are first years going to get your wands?"

"Si!" Italy said.

"Alright then. Who would like to go first?"

"U-umm... I-I would..." Canada said while clutching Kumajiro.

"Ok, just step forward young boy, don't be shy. I'm not going to hurt you." the man said in a soothing voice.

The old man went to one of the shelves stacked with boxes of wands and took a box out. He opened the box and gave the wand to Canada.

"Give it a swish, go ahead."

Canada swished the wand a little and boxes of wands floated off their shelves, then placed themselves back organized.

"This wand is perfect for you! 10 inches, unicorn hair, a little bendy, and oak. Who would like to go next?"

Italy's hand shot up.

"Alright young lad, come here and we'll find a wand suitable for you."

He took a box out and opened it, then gave the wand to Italy.

"Go ahead, just a swish and flick!"

Italy gave it a flick and all of a sudden, the windows shattered.

"AHHHHH!!!! I'M SO SORRY MR. WAND SHOP OWNER!!! IT WAS THE WAND'S DOING!!!!"

"Now now child, it's okay. The windows breaking means that this wand isn't suitable for you. I'll find another one."

The shop owner took out his wand. With a swish and flick, he said,

"Reparo."

The windows fixed themselves.

"Uwa!!! How did you do that?!" Italy said in awe.

"That was a spell to repair things. You will learn that spell when you go to Hogwarts."

He took out another wand and gave it to Italy.

"Try this one. Give it a wave."

With a swish and flick, Italy waved his wand and blew a hole on the ceiling.

"Ah ah ah, not that one either!" The shop owner panicked. He took out his wand again and said,

"Reparo!"