Boggart ProblemsI DO NOT OWN HETALIA OR HARRY POTTER!Boggart Problems by ~yukikitsunenoshi
Arthur stood in front of the rattling cupboard, if he had
known that this lesson would be covering boggarts he would of played the sick card
and skipped. It was not that he was afraid of facing his fear, but rather he
was afraid of the other students finding out whom he is. Well mostly, he was
also afraid that the other nations in his class would.
Taking a breath Arthur readied his wand as the elderly DADA
teacher released the boggart, a black mist flowed from
the cupboard towards the blond haired Englishmen. The dark mist started to take
shape, though the details were not yet clear, it was clear enough that it was a
man. The apparition stood at six foot tall, had broad shoulders and a muscled
physic, and as features became visible, England turned pale.
"You" the class turned to look at a very angry yet fearful
Romano or as Arthur knew him, southern Italy. England
swallowed, in front of him stood ancient Rome,
or rather the Roman Empire. The long d