Faded Memories pt 2 HRE-Germany x Reader

Holy Roman Empire/Germany x reader
Faded Memories Part 2
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Goodness people! I was so conflicted over what to finish first… the Hetaoni, this, or Imaginary friend part 2.I could have gone so many ways with this part. I'm so hooked on Gerita. By the way, (name) in this equals (country name)… goodness. This will turn out to be a three parter actually…I guess. If you find a Doctor Who quote… cookie for you Merry Christmas everyone!
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                               ~Germany's side~
He was at the December World Meeting / Christmas Party where everybody for once got along with each other. Even Russia wasn't as scary or wanted someone to become one with him.  France, America, and England were getting along. However, Austria was a mess; he paced back and forth by the piano like a worry mother.  Germany just sighed and focused and what his friend, Italy was babbling about.

Suddenly, doors of the conference room burst open. A girl came running in with a violin. She went straight to Austria.  Austria started yelling at the girl, with her fighting back. Luckily Hungry came over and broke up the fight. She took glass and clangs it.

"Szia, és Boldog Karácsonyt mindenkinek!  Tonight Austria and (name) will play some beautiful Christmas music. They are open for donations that will contribute to Salvation Army.  Please enjoy."

Austria nodded and began playing *'Carols of the Bells'. Unforntunaly, Germany was too transfix on the girl who was going to play the violin to see his older brother's smug look on his face, and quietly disappeared. Her music was beautiful…

Bang! Prussia was playing his electric guitar along with Austria and (name) . Austria made a face while he played wishing he could stop and strangle the Prussian right there. But in certain way, it improved the song… the Prussian wasn't over doing it. It helped somehow balance. (Name) took no notice and just did her part.  Germany could only focus on her. She looked as though she was an angel.  She wore a red silk dress that went to her knees.  A black strip black went around her waist, ending with a bow on the side, while black lace covered the bottom half of the dress.  The white diamond earrings sparkled in the light.  She wore a gold ribbon in her hair with a music note hairclip. Her name and face looked so familiar, but… he couldn't place his finger on how he knew.  He never felt so attractive to someone… (Well other than to Italy   ]

"Veh~ I've never seen (name) look so pretty before!" Italy whispered to Germany. He nodded in agreement.  He wondered though why he hasn't seen you before… Was it because the countries treated you like that America look alike, Canada? Or is she just a new country, this being her first time here? If that's the case, how did Italy, Hungry, and Austria know her?

The song ended soon, with Austria and the girl continuing to play various Christmas. After the 10th song, they took a break.

                                     ~ Reader's side~

Austria could be a butt at times.  It's not your fault that it was snowing and you had to look nice. According to you, you were there on time! The day before, he told you to be there by 6: 00 p.m. And you were, and yet he stills nags you!  You thought Prussia's little act was funny .When you had a break; you spotted your friend Italy and bounced over to him.
"Italy! It's so nice to see you! I have missed you so much."  You hugged him.

"Same here, (name)." He hugged you then let go.  "(Name), this is my bestest friend Germany.  Germany, this is (name) we used to live together when we were young."

"Nice to meet you Mr. Germany…" you shook his hand.  You looked into his icy blue eyes; the more you thought about it… the more he looked like…

"(Name), are you ok?" Germany asked in response of your shocked face…

"Oh, um yeah... you just looked like someone I know..." you quickly looked down.

" Oi, Vest? Are you hittin' on mien Frau?"  Prussia came up; slapping his brother's back somewhat hard. Germany was not amused.

"Nien. Nien, bruder." He muttered.

You looked back at where you have been playing. Austria was standing there, impatiently waiting for him.  "I-I got to go back and finish the concert. It's been a very nice pleasure to meet you, Germany sir."  

You went back and played some more, yet these were solos and yet all you could think about was the German. However, before you could start the one and only Prussia interrupted and making an announcement.



"Yo, The Awesome Me proclaims there be dancing while specs plays the music. So everybody partner up! I don't care if you are with another guy, just get together with someone.  Germany was about to drag his brother away, but Prussia had other plans. He took your violin and shoved you into Germany. Both of you blushed, this was very awkward. Austria began playing the piano, ** Chopin's Nocturne Opus 9 No. 2 to express his anger about this outburst. It was quiet pretty. Germany and you danced across the floor (forced by Prussia of course or else he would burn all of Germany's DVDs and Mangas. He would make you do something very embarrassing and video it for YouTube)

To tell you the truth for both of you it felt nice. For both of you it felt…right.  Germany looked into your (eye color) eyes, somehow remembering the same bright eyes glistening in the light in a strange and faded memory. He tried to think where exactly he had met you before, but he kept failing. You loved to see the gentle eyes of the German… again. While dancing you notices a gold chain hinting its existence around his neck.  At this point you were total convinced that this 'Germany' was 'Holy Roman Empire' the boy who you have been waiting for.


Prussia and Hungry, who reluctantly agreed to dance with him, actually paid more attention to Germany and you rather then the actual dance. Germany and you waltzed around the dance for gracefully.

"You invited her did you?" she stated.

" Vas? Nien! I didn't I swear. Specs invited her. I didn't know that she would come until you introduced her, I swear on my awesomeness. I just planned everything last minute."


And to that all Hungry to do was sigh. "She really did love that boy."

"  Yeah… she's the girl who wait…" he noticed that the song was coming to end so he left Hungry before he could finish his sentence he left Hungry. Typical. He found the love birds but realized something… they were not little kids. In fact, Germany was taller than his awesomeness.  So he went over to Spain and whispered something in his ear. Spain excitedly agreed and quickly left the distraught Southern Italian he was dancing with a kiss on the cheek.  Romano droped the f bomb several times.


Spain snuck up from behind Germany, while Prussia snuck up from behind you. Both of your heads were already close together about to kiss anyway when suddenly your lips crashed hardly on his. From pass experience, you knew who did this.


"Kesesese~" from behind Germany and found his older brother. Like years before, both of you grew red. "Merry Christmas West! I hoped you liked you present from the awesome me!"  
And this time he was able to finish the sentence without a pan to his head. He  then ran and disappeared.  Once the dance ended, it was dinner.  And Germany and you didn't  speak to each other after that.

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After dinner was done, Finla-I mean Santa Claus came delivered everyone presents.

America got a huge pack of horror films and some history films about him.

England got some exclusive Harry Potter fan items along with Cooking with Dummies book.

Italy of course got pasta and a cookbook for pasta.


Prussia got a new journal to record his awesome life.

Germany got some special German beer and some porn magazines.

And what did you get? Nothing.  Well, nothing physical. Coming here to the Christmas party actually brought you to your gift. Well, mainly because it was Finland who invited you come, not Austria or Prussia.  The gift of knowing someone you loved was still alive.