Tale of the New World Twins

Entrance To Hogwarts

They pulled up to the castle and even the North American brothers were in awe.

They have traveled the world, but nothing has matched to this.

It was a massive stone building, with towers rising on either end, and a larger one dead center. There was ivy growing up the sides and inside the cracks of the grey colored marble and the door was made of solid bronze.

Being lead through said door, they are walked in along with the students and told to wait in a big room.

Everything was calm and orderly, the mood relaxed and the only sounds to be heard were some idle chitchat and footsteps around the room.

Then came in the ghosts.

"Hello students I'm…"

One of the ghosts tried to say, but was cut off by Americas screaming.

"Ahhhhh MATTIE HELP ME!" Alfred screamed, running towards Canada and away from the ghost.

He ran up to his twin's arm, clung to it, and hid behind his brother.

"G-G-GHOST, Mattie help me!"

Mathew rolled his eyes and tried prying his brother off him, to no avail.

"Alfred, please, you making a scene" Mathew whispered looking around and noticing all eyes were on them, well mainly Alfred.

Mathew blushed and continued to try to pry the American off him, and muttering "Alfred there is no need to be scared of ghosts".

America (still shaking) let go and tried to look undignified.

"I-I'm not s-scared of ghosts, I-I'm just protecting you."

Then Alfred felt a tap of his shoulder and jumped high enough to touch the chandelier.

"Evasion plan 209 Delta, Strategic retreat!" Alfred screamed, while dragging Mathew, who is being whipped around like a kite behind him by his wrist, and running for the door.

When he got to the door he tried to open it but it was locked.

"Damn it" he cried

He was about to punch down the door when he felt the same pull again.

Curse you Nantucket.

Like last time he froze, tensed up the relaxed into a pile on the floor.

"Someone get him a chair!" Mathew yelled. This was a day of firsts for him.

Hermione, being the only one not in shock, ran over and grabbed a chair and brought it to Mathew who proceeded to dump his brother on it.

After a minute of silence Alfred finally came back to his senses. While panting managed to wheeze out, "You .Promised. To. Never. Do .That .In .PUBLIC!"

"You were about to break down the door in fear" Canada simply stated, going back to his soft and calm voice.

"I was not scared I was… um… Making a strategic retreat" he said, smiling widely at the end.

Obliviousness is bliss.

Then came the barking laughter that could only belong to one person.

Stupid Snake.

"Ha ha ha. So the shotgun hero is so afraid of ghost he'll go crying to his little brother for help" he snickered.

"Actually I'm older" Mathew politely stated, though everyone ignored him.

"This is priceless! And what is with the whole almost fainting thing? Mathew you have got to teach me to do that." He said staring straight at Mathew.