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After Hermione and Ron had introduced themselves (and receiving a kind "those are some weird names," courtesy of Alfred), Harry found it his turn to tell them his name.

"Harry Potter."

He grimaced, just waiting for the shocked and awed stares and maybe a request for an autograph, but much to his surprise, all he received was a couple of blanks looks in return.

"What?" Alfred grinned, helping to himself some food (though only the food he could recognise because he heard that British food SUCKED), "Were you expecting some applause or something?" He stuffed the food into his mouth and didn't bother to wait to finish chewing it before talking.

"Alfred!" Matthew's tone sounded a little embarrassed, "You shouldn't say stuff like that!" He threw an apologetic glance towards the Golden Trio, "We haven't been here that long and you're already offending everyone!"

Hermione cleared her throat, jumping in before Harry or Ron could (simply since they looked like they were going to say something that they probably would have regretted), "Don't worry about it," She said warmly, talking directly to Matthew since Alfred was busy shovelling more food onto his plate, "May I ask what magical school you come from?"

"We are representing the North American branch for the Triwizard Tournament," Matthew said politely,"We are from the Salem Institute of Magic. My name is Matthew Jones and this is my brother, Alfred Jones. "

"Oh!" Hermione's eyes lit up in recognition, "That's in Massachusetts," She stated, looking very curious, "That's in America, Ron." She rolled her eyes at Ron's clueless look.

Alfred gasped, looking at Ron like he was from outer space, "Dude, how can't you know that?" He smirked, "America is only the best country in the damn world!" He boasted, though Matthew covered his mouth before he could say anything else. However, much to the disgust to the Goldren Trio, Matthew's hand flew away from Alfred's mouth while he turned a bright red and the older boy only grinned smugly at the other's clear embarrassment.

"Did... he just lick his brother's hand...?"