xxDarkangelx here with a new story and this time it's a crossover! Forgive me for any wrong grammar mistakes or spelling. This my first time writing a crossover so bear with me.

"And that's how it is."

England finished his speech and looked at his audience. He knew that no-one except a few in the large conference room was actually paying attention him. America was wolfing down his hamburgers at an alarming rate, Russia was terrorising the three Baltic brothers, Spain and Greece were sleeping, Italy was waving a white flag (for what?This wasn't a war zone!), France was attempting to sweet talk Liechtenstein and Switzerland was yelling at him from the other side of the large conference table to lay off his sister.

England couldn't help but feel pissed off. He'd spent a lot of time preparing his speech and presenting it, and they were all ignoring him?

"DID YOU HEAR WHAT I JUST SAID?" England roared to the entire conference room.

Instantly, the whole room fell silent. Someone started clapping absentmindedly. It was really rare for England to shout. After all, he prided himself on being the world's (literally) number one gentlemen. It was usually Germany who did the shouting.

"... what did you say, punk?" Romano said, his expression sour. "And hurry it up. I wanna go home and eat. I'm hungry, damnit! Spain!" He yelled over to his sleeping friend. "What're we having for dinner?"

Spain snorted something that sounded suspiciously like "...cute when he's mad, haha..." under his breathe and went back to snoring.

Romano went red in the face. "What did you say to me, you idiot?" More yelling and chaos ensued after that comment. England groaned and facepalmed. At this rate he was going nowhere. He didn't want to tell them either, but his boss had insisted... but if they weren't going to listen to him, then too bad for them.

"See him?"

" That guy in the muggle clothing? How could I miss him? He sticks out."

"Look at those eyebrows."

"Looks like he has an entire forest growing there."


Harry Potter looked up from the silverware set in front of him to the muggle man that the entire school was gossiping about. Interesting. He turned to his best friend, Ron Weasley. "Since when is a muggle allowed to teach here?"

"Dunno." Ron muttered. It was the start of the year feast, and there was a huge amount of noise coming from the students after the summer holidays. "Maybe he's here for the Defense of the Dark Arts job. I mean, it's always open right?"

"Or he might be here for something else." Hermione Granger, Harry's other best friend in school retorted.

"Like what?" Ron said. "History? Potions?" He paused. "Wait, that's impossible."

Harry snorted. As if Snape would ever give up his post.

At the staff table, Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat. Instantly, the noise ceased.

"Thank you." Dumbledore said with a smile. "As you've all noticed, we have a new teacher with us today."

"Finally." Ron hissed. "I'm starving."

"Professor Arthur Kirkland will be teaching temporarily here in Hogwarts as a replacement teacher." Dumbledore said, ignoring the tense atmosphere in the air. "He might be a muggle, but he has excellent qualifications, and I expect all of you to treat him properly." For just a while, Dumbledore's eyes flashed. "Just because he's a muggle doesn't mean you can treat him as your inferior."

Over at the Slytherin table, Draco Malfoy snorted. "Fat chance." he muttered to his friends, a smirk on his face.

At the Gryffindor table, Hermione look flustered. "But what subject is he teaching?" she whispered loudly.

As if he'd heard Hermione, Dumbledore said with a smile. "Professor Kirkland will be taking the post of teacher for Care of Magical Creatures."

Sorry if it's so short. However I won't be updating until December. Sorry! But I will continue this fic! I'm not abandoning it, ok.

Please review! Reviews are very much appreciated!