Ciao guys! It's me! I was scrolling through fanfictions and I realized NOBODY has written a story about the magic trio at Hogwarts. So, here it goes.

Sorry if any of the characters are ooc.

BTW This is set in 2013 times and this is set in the 1st book.

And I update every couple of weeks. At the least once a month. So updates are sort of regular.

Rated t for language and mild violence.

Interested

Chapter 1

Albus Dumbledore sat in his office, with the four heads of house sitting in front of him. Minerva McGonagall, Severus Snape, Pomona Sprout and Filius Flitwick. They were discussing things of no real importance when suddenly, the fireplace glowed a light green.

Everyone's heads whipped around as the four heads of house drew their wands, ready to attack, when three very familiar people walked out the flames. Everyone except Dumbledore had a look of shock on their face except Snape, whose eyes popped slightly. Did he even have a shocked face?

There, in front of the fire place was Victor Ponta, Jens Stoltenberg and David Cameron. What on earth where three of the world's prime ministers doing here?

"Sit down Minerva, Pomona, Filius, Severus. These men mean us no harm. Come in." said Dumbledore, as the other three teachers sat down, a little embarrassed that they were ready to attack the Muggle prime ministers.

The three men wore small smiles on their faces as they walked towards Dumbledore. Dumbledore quickly whipped out his wand and conjured three chairs next to the four teachers for them. A small 'thanks' left the men's mouths as they sat down.

"Now, we are very sorry for intruding, but this is very important." Said Ponta. Dumbledore's eyes twinkled slightly, as he leaned back in his chair. The others turned to look at the prime ministers. Very interested.

"Now, you know we have received word that Lord Voldemort was trying to revive himself?" asked Cameron. Nodding, the old man was now thoroughly interested. The other teachers were a little shocked that they had used the name Voldemort, but then they remembered, the three hadn't been in the wizarding world war.

"Well, we've received another clue." Said Stoltenberg. "He's not just after Potter. He's after three… special people. Who have a very different type of magic than usual. And more of it."

"Oh…" was all Dumbledore could manage at the moment. "Who?"

"Well, they're three boys. One of them each comes from our respective countries." Stated Ponta.

"What does he want with them?"

"Their magic, like we said before, is different. They were… born with a very old type of dark magic."

Three of the teachers gasped, Snape's eyes popped and Dumbledore looked , for a second, taken aback.

"No don't worry their not evil, we're just very worried because they can't control some of their magic and it attracts… things." Ponta said again. Everyone recovered from their shock and were now, once again, very interested.

"Like what?"

"The boy from my country has a habit of attracting and summoning trolls and fairies."

"Well, it varies with the boy from my country. A few of them include the flying mint bunny, unicorns, fairies, gnomes and occasionally a troll. Among other things."

"…..Anything with pointy teeth."

Everyone sat in silence for a few moments. Until Cameron spoke again.

"That is why we wanted to know if you would except them into Hogwarts. To help them control their magic… and keep them safe for now."

"Of course we will. And what are their names?"

"Arthur Kirkland, Lukas Bondevick and Vasilica Lupei."

"AND THAN HE WILL STOP GLOBAL WARMING! GREAT IDEA RIGHT?"

"I agree with America-san."

"That's a stupid idea Amérique."

"CAN EVERYONE SHUT UP SO WE CAN MOVE ONTO THE NEXT ISSUE!"

"PAAAAAAAASSSSSSTTTTTTAAAAAA!~"

Just a regular world meeting. Surprisingly, England wasn't arguing with anyone. He sat there, a hand under his chin and staring at the wall in front of him.

"All become one with mother Russia,da?"

"No Russia, aru~"

"Awhhhh LOVI YOU'RE SO CUTE."

"STOP CALLING ME LOVI BASTARDO!"

Norway sat at the other end of the table, thoroughly bored and ignoring whatever Denmark was saying in his ear.

"THE PASTA'S NEARLY READY, VEH~"

"HOW THE HELL ARE YOU MAKING PASTA?"

"YO, ITALY DUDE. SAVE ME SOME."

"Maple~"

Romania sat on the opposite end of the table, smiling at everyone like an idiot. The arguing continued for a while before they saw a sight which shocked them.

"Dude, there are like, owls at the window." Everyone stopped arguing and looked towards the window. True to their word, there were three tawny owls, with a letter attached to each one of their legs. One of them was furiously pecking at the window.

"Amérique, let them in."

"No. Way. Dude. They could ,like, peck our eyes out or something." Sighing, England stood up straight ,drawing everyone's attention, and walked over to the window.

"England-aru what if America is right-aru?" (So can't do china)

England ignored China and opened the window, letting the three birds in. Straight away, one hopped onto England's shoulder while the other two landed in front of Romania and Norway.

"OH MY GOD, Norge! You have a pet owl? How come you never told me?" asked Denmark. Norway just glared at him, but his glare died down as he took the letter of the bird, and scratched the bird's head thoughtfully.

"Hello~ Who's a good little owl?" Cooed Romania, patting the owl's head and gently taking the letter off the bird's leg.

"Yo, Iggy dude. What's the letter say?"

"I haven't opened it yet so how should I know, git?" England quickly pulled out a few spare Knuts he had in his pocket, dropped into the pouch on the owl's leg and untied the letter. The owls quickly flew back out the window.

Dear Mr Kirkland

Dear Mr Bondevick

Dear Mr Lupei

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress

Norway and Romania at looked at each other, who both looked at England, who looked at the both of them.

"Yo dudes, stop with the staring. What the hell does it say?" asked America as he tried, and failed miserably, to read the letter over England's shoulder.

Sighing, England looked at Romania and Norway.

"Well?"

"I'm guessing this is in your part of the world?" asked Romania, a wide smile gracing his lips.

"Yeah, how about it?"

"I'm in" said Norway quickly, shuffling away from Denmark who was still talking about nothing in his ear.

"In for what?" asked France curiously. Sighing once again, England motioned for the other two to join him where he stood, which they quickly did.

"Me, Norway and Romania are going to magic school for the year. Good day." And with that the three marched out the room, leaving behind a shocked world who weren't quite sure what to do.

As soon as they were out the door, Romania spoke up.

"So, where do we go from here?" There was a small silence in which the three nations thought for a moment.

"I'm guessing this is something to do with our bosses, so we may swell see them first. You guy will have to grab your stuff and come to my house… There's a few things we need to do before we go."