Russian Magics 17- Mirror of Erised/ "Christmas" day.

Warning! Swearing England.

Harry awoke to Neville, Fred, and George waking him up.

"Wake up mate!" Harry groaned and rolled over, right onto Russicat who yowled and beat him across the face with a heavy paw.

"Alright I'm up!" Harry said sitting up in bed. Fred and George presented him with pancakes.

"We've decided we're going to give you your presents on the seventh." Harry smiled in appreciation. He didn't want to be opening presents on a regular day like the 25 of December. However once he got to the common room he found Santa Finland had other thoughts.

"Hey check it out mate, Santa left you a letter." Neville said handing him the letter. He opened it and began reading.

Dear Moscow,

Sorry for dropping off your presents early. It was just easier. You don't have to open them now. How is this school treating you? I hope you don't mind me asking? I think Russia planned a visit to give you their presents on the seventh. But don't tell though, I think it was supposed to be a surprise. Get this; England left the meeting early, for the first time ever. I don't know what he has to do that made him need to skip HALF of the meeting but it must be important. If you find anything out please tell me.

Sincerely yours,

Finland/Santa.

Finland was a real gossip that's for sure. But he can have a real mean streak. It's really best if you stay on his good side. Harry folded up the letter and tucked it into the pocket of his coat. It was the holidays; they couldn't make you wear the uniform. Harry settled down with his friends in the common room and watched them open presents.

England meanwhile was just stepping through the doors of Hogwarts. He'd left London to deal with the meeting. Albus greeted him quickly.

"Ah Arthur what an unexpected surprise..." He said smiling.

"I've heard some things Albus. About the Mirror of Erised and the philosophers stone that I am not happy about." England said, cutting straight to business.

"Of course I can understand you're upset, but it's all for the greater good." Albus said smiling serenely.

"I don't care about your 'greater good bullshit! Those are valuable items that shouldn't have left the safety of their vault!" England said angrily.

"The vault was broken into shortly after I took them." Dumbledore said smugly. England groaned in frustration.

"God Damnit! That's not the point you bloody wanker!" He yelled nearly ripping his hair out.

"Well for me that's all that matters. Would you like anything while you are here Arthur?" Dumbledore asked Smiling. England rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"Yeah, let me speak to Harry Potter." Dumbledore wanted to say no, but he knew that Arthur had a lot of sway in the wizard world and could easily have him removed from the headmasters post at Hogwarts, so he decided to lie instead.

"I would, but Harry went home for the holidays so..." Arthur turned a glare to rival Snape's on Albus.

"I was just speaking to his father at a meeting, do not lie, Albus Dumbledore." Dumbledore surrendered and got a house elf to notify Harry that he had visitors. As they were waiting Dumbledore took the time to study the man standing before him, he couldn't understand it, how could this bland(aside from his eyebrows) unassuming man have so much sway with the Minister of Magic? The man could order the Minister to blow up Hogwarts and he would have it done. Why does he have so much power? Before Albus could do anything like attempt legillimancy(sp?) on Arthur Harry appeared around the corner, wearing his coat, scarf, and carrying a familiar pipe with him and a cat at his heels.

"Ah hello, E-Arthur, you skipped out on a meeting just to see me?" Arthur nodded towards the boy.

"hmm, I expected you to be a little more surprised." England said coming to stand beside Harry.

"Tino has a very big mouth." Harry replied easily.

" I think I should speak to you in private..." England replied allowing his eyes to drift over to Dumbledore, silently saying he doesn't want Dumbledore to hear. Harry nodded easily and beckoned England to follow him. They got to a secluded spot in the castle and England set up several privacy and silencing charms, including a few that required blood at Harry's questioning look England said:

"Old magic." Harry nodded.

"So what did you call me out for?"

"I need you to keep an eye out here and tell me if anything's going on, Dumbledore had the Philosopher's stone and the Mirror of Erised moved here and that is bound to cause trouble, it puts the students in danger." Harry raised one eyebrow.

"Is that all, you could have sent me a letter." England shook his head.

"No Moscow, this was too important for a letter, my distrust of Dumbledore can be seen as a sign of me being a dark wizard to the humans he has under his thumb. Only the Minister of Magic and the Queen know I am a country, to everyone else I am a normal human, so obviously I should hold Dumbledore on a pedestal and proclaim him the 'leader of light'." Harry once again nodded, taken aback, England didn't call him Moscow unless it was a meeting or it was of great importance. Although his birth name was Harry Potter, Moscow became his real name when he became a capital, England strongly believed names were power and didn't use their real names unless it was a meeting or life and death.

"Okay I get it. You don't call me Moscow unless it's extremely important and mail can be intercepted." Harry said placing a calming hand on the Brit's shoulder.

"It'll be fine. I'll keep an eye on him, and make sure nothing happens to your special artefacts." Harry said calmly, earning a nod and a smile from the nation.

"Thanks, I appreciate it, now I have to get back to the meeting so I will see you soon." With that the British nation teleported out of Hogwarts. Harry turned to head up the stairs, a frown on his face while he thought.

Arriving back at the dorm room he shared with Neville, Fred and George, he was bombarded by his three friends.

"C'mon Harry, you should open at least one present today..." They urged. Harry was about to decline, when he spied an oddly shaped parcel under the tree. He went over to the tree and picked it up. It had a note attached to it.

This one is from Russia, he said you could open it as soon as you get it.

Shrugging and pulling off the wrapping, Harry grinned at the contents, two bottles of high quality, Russian Vodka. His friends peeked over his shoulder to see what he opened.

"What you got there Harry?" Harry grinned and presented the bottles to the other three.

"The best drink ever." He said pulling four shot glasses from his pockets, filling them up, he handed Neville, George, and Fred each a glass.

"ура(Cheers)!" Harry said before downing the glass. The others followed suit but were left spluttering in the face of the highly alcoholic beverage. Harry merely grinned and refilled their shot glasses.

Five more shots later, Fred and George were smashed and rolling on the floor with uncontrollable giggles, whilst Harry and Neville looked on in amusement. Surprisingly, Neville was pretty good at holding his liquor.

AN/:

I'm Baaaack. Not particularly the happiest of campers, but still. I don't know when I'll be able to update again but at least i updated right? Review please.

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