The bad touch trio and the Philosopher's Stone.

Are those cat ears....?

Hello lovely people! Sorry for not updating in a while. I've been busy. :P That wand above is Russia's wand btw. Hopefully you enjoy this chapter! I don't own hetalia or Harry Potter!
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"Fuck you France! Why did you have to do that?!" Shouted Spain from underneath the covers of his bed.
Prussia along with all the other young nations laughed at the Spaniard. France and tried to cast a 'simple' spell. But since this body wasn't used to such complex magic, it went completely wrong and hit Spain instead of making a small sandwich as he had said the spell would do. After it hit Spain he immediately ran to the bed and under the blankets, refusing to come out. Not even Italy could get Spain out! They tried everything but nothing got Antonio to come out.
"Please 'Tonio? We won't judge! And maybe we could help you! Just please come out. If you don't, then we can't help you." Gilbert said to the frustrated Spaniard. Everyone nodded and muttered different sorts of agreements. Italy smiled. "Ya! We won't judge at all! I promise I won't laugh!" Everyone sat in awkward silence. Antonio must have caved in because he let out a sigh of defeat and blankets started shifting.
"Promise you won't laugh? Close your eyes, please." He replied. They all closed their eyes and waited for Antonio to let them open their eyes. He stood up and in front of them. "You can open them now" he muttered nervously. They opened their eyes and gasped. On top of Antonio's head were two snow white cat ears as well as a white cat tail near the bottom of his spine. Russia wondered, "Are those cat ears?" Antonio nodded.
"These, are all thanks to France! I'm really, really pissed at you right now y'know that?!" Antonio went on this large rant about how mad he was, Italy being curious about the cat ears walked up behind the Spaniard, sat on the bed, pulled Antonio down and started petting them.
At first Antonio seemed annoyed and tried to swat Feli's hand away, but as soon and he started petting his ears, all anger in his eyes disappeared. It was replaced by calmness and comfort. His eyes closed in contempt and started to purr lightly. The nations stared in surprise at how fast the Spaniard calmed down. Prussia made a mental note to rub Spain's ears when he got mad. Russia stood up and walked towards the door. "I'm going to tell Scotland what happened. I won't be long"
A few moments later, Scotland returned with Russia. His green eyes wandered the room then landed on the white ears atop Spain's head. He looked over at Francis. "What the bloody fuck happened? And why does Spain have cat ears?" As France explained what happened, Spain had fallen asleep and had his head resting on Italy's stomach. Prussia smiled at how innocent Antonio looked while he slept but knew that when he was mad or protecting something he was not innocent, not at all. Scotland asked Italy to wake up Antonio.
"Okay, I'll see what I can do. But there is no guarantee that I can get rid of them. This may sting a little." Scotland said. Spain merely nodded. Prussia offered his hand to Spain which he took gladly. He began the spell and Antonio's ears felt like they were on fire. He let out a cat like hiss of pain and held onto Prussia's hand so hard that Gilbert gasped. The stinging subsided and Antonio opened his eyes.
"Are they gone? Did you do it?" Spain asked.
Scotland shook his head and replied, "No. I'm sorry. It looks like you're going to have them for the rest of your life."
Antonio was a little disappointed. "That's okay Allistor. I don't mind them. In fact, I'm beginning to like them."
Scotland bid farewell and told them all to go to sleep. Prussia staid with Spain in his room. They changed into their sleepwear and crawled into bed. Spain looked at Prussia. "I guess the ears and tail will raise a lot of eyebrows at the world meetings huh?" The albino chuckled and pulled Antonio closer to him. "I guess they will. But you're still my Spaniard and you always will be." Declared Prussia. Spain felt happy that Prussia thought they would be together forever. And he hoped they would. Antonio let out a small gasp as Gilbert slowly and softly stroked his ears. He started purring happily. They both fell asleep in minutes.