When Nicos not at camp (Book the second)

Hermione

As we rush into the Boys dorm we see immediately what Nevile had been talking about. Harrys trunk had been ransacked. Harry quickly collects his things. "Tom Riddles Diary is missing!" he exclaims. Nico scowls. "everything keeps coming back to that damn diary." Nicos been in a foul mood sense his encounter with the winged man. Dumbledore and Mcgonnogal had spoken to him several times trying to find out who he was and how he'd gotten into the castle. Nico had refused to say but assured them that the man wouldn't be coming back. He had only come to taunt Nico, and he had succeeded

sitting at the dinner table Nico was sulkier than usual. He was keeping to himself  way at the end of the Gryffindor table chatting with the Hufflepuff ghost, The fat Friar. Even in his worst of moods he was always happy to chat with the undead. I always wonder why that is. Its one thing to have a talent for necromancy. its quite another to be closer to the dead than the living. whatever the reason it cant be healthy.

"That winged man was trying to force Nico to do something." Ron says. "He said you canty defy my master forever." "Harry crosses his arms. "He must have meant something else. No way in hell is Nico the heir of Slytherin. He would never hurt innocent people. Much less his own ghosts." "No." Ron  acknowledges. "But maybe the master is and is trying to force Nico to help him. That would explain why Nico is trying to defy him." I glance down at Nico. The shadows are clinging around him. even from this distance I could sense his magical aura. "if that's true its a really terrible plan." I say. "You've both seen how powerful Nico is. He's not an easy person to bully." we all sit in silence for a few seconds.

 "Whos Eros." Harry asks. I frown. "He's the Greek god of love. Cupids equivalent. Why?" Ron looks puzzled. "I thought the god of love was a lady." For once Ron's question isn't completely stupid. "Aphrodite." I say. She's a love god too. Eros's mother. whereas Aphrodite represents the so called ideal love. what you or i might call true love. Eros represents ..." I blush. The two boys stare at me blankly. God boys are dense sometimes. "well he represents love in the, hmm hm, physical sense. Why do you ask?" "Nico said eros was his least favorite god remember? he said he hated him." Ron shrugs. "Id probably hate a guy too if he went around shooting people in the ass with arrows and toying with their feelings." Harry stares at ron confused. Ron looks surprised at suddenly knpowing something we dont. "Dont you remember what we read last year? Nicos family traces their history back to Odyssyus. They must still worship the old greek gods. Nico must have an unrequited crush. That would be Eros's domain right." I look down the table to Nico is reading through a stacvk of letters his Phoenix had brought him. Apparently very troubled by what they say. I bury my face in my hands. "Oh my God! Ive been sitting here flirting with him for two years and havent even noticed hes hurting. How can i ever look him in the eye again?" The I jump up and gasp. "I need to go to the library. and i run full speed out of the great hall.

after pouring through book after book. I finally come across the passage I'm looking for. My hands begin to tremble. I need to warn Dumbledore. as i rush down the corridor i run into penelope clearwater. She blinks with surprise. "what are you doing here." Too shocked to speak I hold up the book to show her the page. She gasps apparently understanding. she pulls a mirror out of her backpack. We peer around the corner and see two big yellow eyes peering at us. Oh the Irony i just have time to think to myself and then everything goes black. 

I find myself in a perfectly black space. Suddenly a boy appears in front of me. At first i think its Nico. but then I realize this boy is a few years older. other than that though he's got the same messy black hair, pale skin, general aura of creepiness. and goth style. He walks around me and frowns. "You're not dead. not all the way anyways. what are you doing here?" it doesn't even occur to me to ask who he is. it seems so natural that i should have met him here. "I got petrified by a basilisk." The boy nodds. "Well i cant take your soul unfortunately. not untill you die all the way." He tilts his head to the side as if listening to someone speak. "Nope. I'm afraid you'll recover from this. " I frown. "You know. You remind me alot of my friend Nico." The boys eyes sharpen. "You know Nico?" I shrug. "Yeah we go to school together." He assumes a confused expression. "he told me about his new school but he didnt mention hes been making friends. Good for him." "I wish i had some way to warn him." The boy shrugs. "Oh its already been two months. They must have figured it out because you're being revived right .... now." Suddenly my eyes snap open. Dumbledore, Mcgonnogal, pompfrey, snape, harry, Ron, and Nico are standing over me smiling. And i have only the faintest impression of an odd dream i had. only it seemed at the time like ... No it must have been a dream. and i dont remember it anyway.