Hetalia fan fics

(I lied) More Pottertalia Spamano

Lovino walked down the hall, in his own little world. Not noticing the footsteps growing louder behind him as someone ran after him. Antonio was running after Lovino, "Lovi, Lovi!" Antonio said with his smile, panting as he caught up with Lovino. Stopping in his path he turned around. "Oh hey. What do you want?" "You have potions right? Slytherins and Hufflepuffs right?" "Yeah" Lovino said turning around completely to face his friend. "Wanna walk together?" "Sure". "Yay!" Antonios smile widened as his friend agreed. Lovino sighed and shook his head "alright then, let's go" he said walking away. Antonio chuckled "you know which way to go right?" He said as he followed him "of course I know which was I'm going bastard" "you know your going the wrong way right?" "Shut up". Antonio smiled and the grumpy Italian "cmon its this way" he lightly grabbed Lovinos arm and dragged him down the hall towards the dungeons. Pushing the door open, Lovino jerked his arm out of Antonios grip, huffing and walking in, with Antonio following him with a cheery smile. "Why are you two late?" A monotone voice called from the front of the room. "Lost" Lovino muttered out as he sat down in the back, "sorry professor I woke up late then helped Lovi find his way here" he said sitting down next to Lovino as that was the only empty seat. "10 points from hufflepuff and 5 points to Slytherin for you helping him find his way" Antonio smiled again as Lovino just mumbled and took out his book. "Still, since you two were late, I will use your potion as a demonstration". "Alright professor". Antonio and Lovino chatted as they made their potion. It was going to be a potion of scent, you smell what you love, or what reminds you of someone you love. At the end of the class the two brought their potion to the front. Snape evaluated after smelling the potion, 10 points deemed to both Slytherin and Hufflepuff.
Lovino smelt tomatoes, chocolate, and something else sweet. All things that reminded him of Antonio. Antonio did talk about tomatoes, how he grew them back home, where he used to live, the chocolate, like the chocolate frogs they ate on the train. And something sweet, kinda like him.
Antonio smelt a bitter-sweet smell and tomatoes. The bitter-sweet smell, reminded him of Lovino.
(A/N so I lied. I was in the mood to continue to write this pottertalia Spamano )