Heroes of Olympus...At Hogwarts?!

Why'd We Get the Emo Kid?!

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NICO'S POV

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The Golden Trio (or at least that's what everybody else calls them) and another girl whom I hadn't met approached us, but with suspicious looks. Ron had a cunning expression, while Hermione has a demeanor of confidence. As a seasoned demigod, I knew they were planning something. So when they asked Hazel to help them with something, I immediately stepped in.

"Hazel has homework. I'll help you instead."

"I d-" Hazel began. I shot her a look that can only mean shut up. She amended, "I do! Yeah, uh, charms!"

Oh, why did she have to choose that specific subject? Gryffindor didn't have charms homework, and they knew it. Casting skeptical looks at each other, they directed me out of the Great Hall, where they promptly said a spell and froze me. Not literally freeze, but I couldn't move. Fantastic. Maybe I could sneak in a nap on the way to wherever we were going.

We went to an dilapidated bathroom on the second floor labeled "Out of Service". Inside the crumbling room, a nice looking ghost that was crying seeped close to us from under a toilet stall. Leave! I silently pleaded to her. She seemed surprised that I could speak to her and left.

They set me down in that same stall the ghost was in and unfroze me. Unfortunately, they used some binding spell on my wrists so that they appeared tied together. Ugh.

"Where is my invisibility cloak?" Harry hissed.

"Oh, your friend," I nodded towards the bushy brunette, "left it in our dorm. We've been waiting for you to get it. Can you please untie me?"

"No. We have more questions. Why can't Hermione remember anything from her visit?"

I answered nonchalantly, "Beyond me. She might've hit her head. We found her sleeping in our dorm, and one of my friends lifted her and took her to her room. We hadn't noticed the invisible blanket cloak thing until the next morning, and it really freaked us out. I mean, it made our hands disappear when we touched it; that's super creepy!" Haha, I should be the master of creepy. "Anyway, we didn't feel the need to ask questions, so we just left her be; for all we knew, she came in for a break from the other girls." Thank Athena, I had good improvising responses!

"Oooookay," Hermione said dubiously. "What's with you guys stinking at charms and other things wand related?"

"Do we have to be good at everything? We just aren't good with spells. We prefer... I guess you can call it the hands-on stuff."

"What about Percy swimming underwater for so long?"

"Good lungs. Runs in the family. His dad's an athlete swimmer in the Olympics."

"Why was the hat scared?"

I winced at that question. "We are all abused. That's how we became friends: we bonded over our... not-so-nice households. A couple of us had parents die because the other parent wasn't all that kind." No offense, dad. It's a lie. DON'T KILL ME.

"What's with all of the weird boggarts?" The redhead girl asked. Was her name Gina or Jenny or something?

"Hey, are you seriously judging us by our fears? Well, Percy is super loyal, so everyone dying for him is his fear; Annabeth is afraid of going to hell instead of heaven once she dies; Frank is scared of fire; Hazel was kidnapped once, and that guy the Boggart showed took her; Will saw his fear of someone he knew passing; I'm afraid of not being liked; Piper is scared of being nothing more than a dumb hot girl; Jason's is Piper's death, as they're dating; Leo is scared of being alone; and Calypso is scared of being left on a desert island, as weird as it is." Holy Hera, Athena is being so awesome! Maybe she has given me her blessing. 

"Someone we know mentioned Americans have 'different magic'. What does that mean?" Harry said.

Uh oh. Different magic? I can't think of anything. Stupid Athena (wait, please don't curse me I didn't mean it)!

"Uh..." I stammered, nervously endeavoring to yank apart my invisible ties binding together my wrists. "I... uh, have no idea what you're talking about..." Okay, my sarcastic tone definitely gave it away.

"Tell us!" Ron screeched and he brandished his wand, pointing it right at my face.

"Ron!" Ginny exclaimed. "Don't hurt him, we need him!"

Need me? Am I just a tool? I acted on instinct. Yeah, I sorta summoned a couple skeleton warriors from the ground.

"W-w-what is that?" Ron sputtered out and lowered his wand.

"Inferi! Run!" Hermione screamed and bolted for the door. The invisible chains on my wrists fell.

I had no clue what an Inferi was, but I just went with it. I waved my hands and the skeletons disappeared into the ground. I strolled out of the bathroom and walked into the Great Hall as if nothing happened.

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RON'S POV

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The bloody freak summoned Inferi! He's a maniac! After leaving the bathroom and getting a good distance away, we ran straight into Professor McGonagall patrolling one of the corridors.

"Pleased to see you all, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Miss Weasley, and Miss Granger," she said politely. "No running in the halls. Oh, now I understand Filch's complaints about being hallway duty. Anyway, what do you need?"

"Professor, that emo exchange student conjured up some inferi in Myrtle's bathroom!" I panted. "Nico is his name, I think."

"I hardly conjecture that is possible, as their curriculum states they have not learned such a curse yet." McGonagall raised her eyebrows. "You must be an outstanding DADA student to learn such a spell, and they haven't received such a score on their O.W.L.S a couple years ago. I checked their grades."

"But it's true, Professor!" Ginny defended stubbornly.

"Do you have proof? You three should know not to accuse someone unfairly by now, and I'm rather disappointed, Ginny, that you are following your friends' mischief-making footsteps." Her cheeks flush.

"We were there!" Harry yelled. "We saw it happened, in Moaning Myrtle's bathroom--"

"The restroom of Moaning Myrtle? The one on the second floor, specifically meant for girls, the one that has a sign on it that reads, 'Out of order'?" McGonagall snapped. We nodded reluctantly. "Haven't you lot been lectured enough about not entering that location, especially after your second year?"

"Oh, we were questioning him! We're sorry, Professor! Those American were all acting odd, so we took Nico and asked him questions! We are so sorry!" Hermione wailed, tears spilling from her eyes. She's gotten more emotional ever since You-Know-Who's death.

 McGonagall was practically shaking with madness. "I'm utterly disappointed! Secretly visiting a place we deemed not allowed and falsely accusing our new transfer students? How rude! I expected more from you. Besides, Nico has no control over Inferi or dead beings; he simply savors illusion magic. You bunch deserve detention! If it wasn't in your nature to do these things, I would give you a week's worth, but I shall only give you a day. See Mr. Filch at 9:00 sharp tonight in the Great Hall; I will inform him. And no more disrespecting the exchange students! What must they think of Hogwarts now? A place where psycho children threaten foreigners because they seem a bit different? Absurd! And," she scowled down at us. "Last night, according to Draco, Pansy, and Goyle, you all attacked them out of the blue while they were minding their own business. I didn't want to believe them, for Draco and Goyle were Death Eaters masquerading as innocent students, though now I have no other choice but to believe it after hearing about this incident. Now, off to class!"

We rushed out, Hermione tear-stricken. "I'm sorry, guys, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have admitted it! I'm so stupid!"

"It's alright, mate," I said reassuringly. Harry and Ginny agreed.

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