Librarian!GermanyxReader Magic books

  Raindops pattered the windows softly as they evacuated the darkening skies above. Racing down and creating trails, this caught your attention, and it fascinated you. This was far more interesting than your free time in the class, as you had very little more to study, and quite frankly, had little motivation to resume outstanding work. Letting out a heavy sigh, you turned around to view the small portion of classmates who stayed in the room messing around on their phones and what not.
"Hey! ____ are'nt you coming to the Cafeteria with me and Lili?" called a blond, peering his head through the door. You turned around and smiled, trying to remain polite despite your sheer face of boredem which had stuck with you over an hour now. "N-no thanks, I'll just stay here i guess...". You replied, reluctantly turning around to the melancholy weather outside the glass. The swiss voice called back in a dissapointed tone, "Fine, suit yourself" and soon left, silently closing the door behind him.
  The crash of thunder signalled the day was to slow down, for a duration of ten minutes would soon seem an entire hour. Frustration began to build up inside of you, like a dormant volcano about to erupt into madness. Time dragged even further, and this time, you needed to find something exciting, or you would probably explode. Picking up your things, you decided to talk a tour around the school. However, at a lightning strike, an idea formed into your head, and a grin grew on your face at that exact thought. You remembered the fact that the best way to seek adventure and thrills when reality couldn't provide you was to dive into the world of books. Although, was this all the reason to venture to the library?

  The library was like paradise for the bookworm, heaven for the geek, and beauty for those with the greatest imaginations thriving and growing. Rows upon rows of books filled your eyes, so many to read, feel, look at, and yet so little time you had. Chucking down your things under the nearest table, you headed straight for the most thrilling area, the fantasy novels. Anything could happen, right? At least everything would be better than the weather's sobs and tears outside.
  Smiling in satisfaction of finding the perfect book to settle into, you proudly strolled back to your seat, only for grief to fill you. There was Gilbert and Matthias, playing catch with your school bag, almost prone to spilling out your goods and laughing as they caught the misery on your face. "Kesesesese ____! What's wrong, don't like games?" Gilbert jeered, throwing the bag harshly at Matthias. "Of course not Pru', she's just a nerd, and all nerds like is work... Oh look she has a book KAHAHAHAHA!" Gilbert snorted with laughter, and like a bandit proceeded to voilently snatch the book from your clutches. Your eyes began to fill with intense rage. "Let go you two, you stupid asshats!" You cried out, however the two lads mocked you and ran off with your stuff. Just before you could say anything, a tall, well built figure raced ahead and caught the two with a sharp blow to the stomach each. Pacing back his figure became clear, it was Gilbert's younger brother,Ludwig.
  You didn't know how to react, you wanted to say thankyou in appreciation, but something had stopped you from talking. Instead, your face burned ferociously and you could barely talk. The German stared at you, and then gave you a small smile. "Heh... You're welcome... If you need any help again regarding my bruder you just let me know." and with that he turned around and left to the desk. You too turned around, and there was that smile fixed upon your face again. "Wow..." You managed to whisper in a single breath.
  You began gathering your items again and then settled to read your book. After a difficult time settling in due to natures outdoor drumming, you began to feel acustomed to the world you were reading about. This book had it all, the adventure, the feel and everyhing including food, music, you name it. Just as time rolled on, you felt a wind scoop up your hair, and the smells of applecream tarts, cottage pie, beef gravy and wine began to fill your nose. The cafeteria smells so great. You thought. The rain had soon soothed to become much lighter, with only a few smudges of grey here and there. A few riffs of music filled the air soon enough, the sounds of pipes and gentle guitars playing softly in the distance began to become apparent. Just in perfect timing, a presence alarmed your senses and you became shocked to see your friend Berswald string at you with his intense blue eyes. "B-BERSWALD! you cried out in fright. He had quite a habit doing this, especially to his friend Tino. Who are you, and where do you come from?" He asked in his swedish accent, for which he missed out alot of his vowels. You couldn't help but stare in amazement, how could he not know his best friend? "It's me ___ remember? You, Tino and i were sat together last period?" You said, smiling sheepishly. "Wait, what on Earth are you wearing, and is that a sword you're bearing?" You cried, leaning away from his weapon. He just stared, his stern gaze peircing through you.
  Alot later you found yourself in a great garden, filled to the brim with lush greenery and an array of a technicolour cast of plants and flowers. The only let down of this was the sky again, which was a much softer grey but still created a miserable atmosphere in comparison with the beauty below. A few minutes later, and a large crowd came into view wearing similar attire to Sweden and as you came into their view, a roar of cheers and boos together chorused the slowly darkening air. To embrace your presence even further, a sound of trumpets called, only to be abruptly silenced by a strong italian voice.
  "Calm now, calm now. Berswald the First, who is this ... Bella you bring to me?" The owner of the voice asked, as he wound his curly hair. As you stood confused, Berswald stepped forward. "Mm, t'is a maiden you're highness, a wife you might say." He grumbled. The man on the throne gave a warming smile, and cooed down to you. "What do you say miss... What do you say, will you marry me and be my queen, mm?" Queen? Strange clothing only your ancient granny smith would wear? Friends not even recognising you? You had no idea what was happening, you should have been in the library, but as shock and confusion hit you, and the disgust of this perverted old man had got to you, the full thunder was ready to destroy...
  "I HAVE NO IDEA WHO YOU ARE, OR WHERE I AM, BUT I AM CERTAINLY NOT MARRYING A DESPERATE OLD MAN. I ALREADY HAVE SOMEONE IN MY HEART AND YOU ARE CERTAINLY NOT HIM!" You shouted, adrenlaine coursing through your body. A sharp gasp from the awaiting crowd occured. The pleasing smile of King Roma fell, and was quickly replaced with a reddening look of rage. He made a signal to a tall man with a flowing scarf and immidietly he charged towards you, a sadistic grin protruding from his lips. Just as you were about to be knocked down, a silhouette on horseback took him down with a silver blade. Driving towards Roma, thouands of royal soldiers plummeted towards the unknown figure, only to be be thrown across the gardens like unwanted clouds by the wind. Unsheathing a dagger, the king made a quiet attempt to stop the intruder for good, a black mass of madness in his eyes. Leaping fourth, he screamed an oath of revenge against a German nemesis he had known too long. "I WILL AVENGE THOSE I HAVE LOST, BEIDLSHMIDT, EVEN IF IT TAKES SLAYING YOU, I WILL DO IT!"
  You recognised that surname, and did he mention German? This reality had struck you hard, and feeling deep pain towards a potential loss of the man you had yearned for since the day you met him was too hard to bare. Even if this edition of him was different, you had an urgency to do something. Yelling out, you leapt fourth and took the blow of the dagger, but before your world faded to a blank canvas, you uttered and choked a few last words, "Ludwig, i-i love you..."


  Before you knew it, you jolted awake and shallow breathing took over. "Where am i!? You spluttered, your eyes darting around the room, which seemed so familiar... Books were everywhere, it was pouring outside. "Hiya ____, i see you are finally awake" You saw a blond haired man sat beside you, smiling. It was Tino, and sat beside him was Berswald, a look of relief on his features. Ivan and Vash were there too, looking equally relieved. What were you doing on the floor?
  Suddenly, a stern yet calming voice was heard above you, and immidietly you felt warmth around your body as you noticed gentle blue eyes look down at you. "Are you okay ___? You were out for quite awhile..." There it was again, the blush creeping up on you, and the act of being speechless. Time seemed to stand still as you looked arkwardly at the floor. This was interupted, for a few giggles off your friends were heard. You began to feel uneasy, and as if noticing, Ludwig dismissed them.
  "Thankyou... You said, stuttering a little. The German helped you up and looked at you dead in the eyes. "I heard what you said while you were out... Maybe you should faint more often,and maybe i should be on library duty more often if this kind of things happen" He smirked. Before leaving, he smirked and lifting your face, he gave you a soft kiss. You were stunned, being left to think...
  Maybe books really do contain magic...