Hetalia One-shots

Their last fight.

England sat downs and looked at all the graves that contained his kids. His people. He really hated Voldemort. But he knew that it was his fault for sending him to that orphanage. He could of taken care of that man and none of this would of happened. But none of his decisions could be resolved because it was in the past. And what done could not be Undone.

He kept walking through the graveyard looking at all of the death.

Lavender Brown
1979 - 1998

Age:18

Beloved daughter and friend.

Colin Creevey
1981-1998

Age:16

Beloved son, friend, and brother.

England saw a muggle camera and a magical camera next to the tombstone.

Nymphodara Lupin
1973-1998

age:25

Beloved mother, daughter, friend, and wife.

Remus Lupin
1960-1998

Age:38

Beloved father, friend, and husband

England fell down at the last tombstone not being able to stand all the death.
He looked up and saw the last tombstone of the row.

Fred Weasley
1978-1998

Age:20

Beloved brother, son, and friend.

He saw a picture of him and his twin next to him smiling.
He broke down crying and weeping.
His children where dead thanks to him.

As England stayed weeping a young man came down to the graveyard with sadness in his eyes. It had been 2 weeks since the battle and everyone was becoming a bit happier. Except for him. He would still have nightmares of all the dead bodies of his friends. He kept seeing Lavender being eaten by a werewolf.
Colin Creeveys body being carried back from where Neville and Dean had found him. Tonks and Lupines body being carried in middle of that battle and even the lifeless face on Fred's face when they brought him out of the fallen wall.

He really hated himself because all there death where on him. He had brought them all on this mess and it was his fault for their death. He walked and looked at all of them.
But he stopped and turned his head as he heard crying of someone.
He saw a man his mid 20s weeping at Fred's tombstone.
"I'm so sorry my children. I wish I could of protected you."
He said
Harry stood there confused. Had he said Children?
He knew for a fact that that man was not a father to any of them. Was he at the wrong place?
The man stood up and dried his tear with a handkerchief.

He looked around and saw Harry potter. Had he heard him say something? He smiled lightly at the his child and walked away.
"Wait who are you!" he asked
The man turned around and harry noticed that he had very bushy eyebrows.
"Names Arthur Kirkland." he said smiling
He then walked away. Leaving a very confused Harry.

Ever since that day Harry visited the graveyard constantly hoping to see the man Arthur Kirkland.
For a whole a whole month he didn't see the man.
Until the last week of July.
He saw him walk up to the Graves and put a white and red rose on each of his friends graves (Tudor rose).
He walked up to the man named Arthur and confront him.
"Why are you here? Did you know any of them?"
"I guess I do a ln explanation to the boy who lived." He said chuckling a bit. His face suddenly turned grim.
"It is my fault they died."
Harry looked at him shcoked.
"It was my fault not yours." Harry responded.
"If I would taken Tom in when he was a child no of this would of happened but I would of not made him happy anyways. Just like the orphanage."

Harry stood there confused. Voldemort was born the 1920's this man didn't looked older than 25!
"But World War 1 had taken a tole on me so I wasn't prepared for a child!"
He looked up at Harry.
"You must think I am crazy huh."
"I think since you are the one who saved me and the Wizarding world I should tell you the truth. Just do go telling people. They hated us before who says it won't happen again."
England stood up.
"Harry. It may come by hard to believe but in this world human arent the only breathing, human looking, intelligent things on this planet. Sure we are may consider ourself related to human beings but we are not humans. Because humans don't heal fast. They don't get affected by something happening to their homeland. Sure they get hurt but not like us. We feel the pain every time someone dies. We fight in every war that we can that involves our selfs." England paused
"These people here are my children because I consider them my children. Maybe I didn't give birth them but they will always be my children."
Harry stood confused. What was this man?

"Harry my human name is Arthur Kirland but my real name is the United Kingdom of Nations. Or England. I am the land you stand on In England. I have been around for thousands of years. And always will be until I dessolve." He chuckled "Maybe even then I'll still live just like Prussia."
England looked at harry.
"You shouldn't blame yourself. Blame your sorry excuse of a country."
"Are there other of you?" He asked
"All the countries have one. Capitals to. Also the states."
He smiled.
"It's not your fault Harry don't let this get you down. I know your Mom, Dad, Padfoot,Dumbledore,Snape, and all the others wouldn't want you to be sad." He said.
Harry nodded and looked at the graves.
"Will you come back?"
"For my children....Always."

England walked of leaving Harry alone.
And of course Harry kept his promise because who would believe him. Anyways he would hate breaking a promise to his Homeland.

Hello my dear readers! This may be crappy but I think ink it turned out okay. If anyone has any better ideas please feel free to comment. I hope you like it. Like and share it to all your friends. Have a nice days hetalians!!

-Sassy!