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"Come on," you said, standing up and tugging on his hand. "You're coming back to class. And after school, I'll help you practice the spell. We'll use the empty pool. No curtains to set on fire."

He wasn't sick. He wasn't on a trip. He was just… absent. And the silence he left behind was louder than Alfred’s shouting or Feliciano’s singing. You missed the way he’d grumble about the tea being too weak, the way he’d wave his wand when he thought no one was looking, the way he’d get flustered and turn pink if you caught him staring. gakuen hetalia x reader

Meanwhile, a blonde whirlwind was spinning by the chalkboard. "HAMBURGER! I mean, GOOD MORNING, CLASS!" Alfred F. Jones, the school’s energetic ace of the baseball team, was attempting to write the date in three different colors of chalk. He winked at you. "Yo (Y/N)! Ready for history? I bet I can get a higher score than you on the pop quiz." "Come on," you said, standing up and tugging on his hand

"Da, he will not," a quiet, cool voice drifted from the seat behind you. Ivan Braginsky, who always seemed to fill the space around him with the faint scent of sunflowers and something a little more ominous, smiled pleasantly. "You studied, didn't you, (Y/N)? Unlike some hamburger-loving hero." We'll use the empty pool