Defense Against The Dark Arts

I Can Always Rely On Strange Men To Ruin My Holidays

31st October

Hello! I am very happy that I finally got round to posting the second book in this series! This will be longer than the previous one (Which isn't difficult), and I will post a new chapter on the last day of every month (This is because of Halloween, Harry's birthday, and Voldemort's birthday). I will also be using the term 'wixen' to refer to witches and wizards, instead of just saying wizards. If you haven't read 'The Horcrux At Grimmauld Place' I strongly suggest you do, because this is the second in the series. Also, please note, there are now chapter titles :)

"Nico, get out of bed! Percy, if you're there, get Nico out of bed!" It's not the best start of my day, to be honest, being woken up by Will Solace at way-to-early o'clock. He's knocking on the door of my cabin, and I have no idea why he's up so early, or why he thinks it's acceptable to be waking me up at this time.

"Neeks, what does Will want? Please shut him up", Percy moans from next to me in my bed. (All we did was fall asleep and cuddle after talking all night, not anything you have in your disturbing minds).

"I have no idea. And I don't want to know." I reply, trying to bury my way back under the covers.

"I can hear you talking! Get out of bed!" Will calls.

"You may as well go see what he wants. Will is stubborn, he's not going to stop until you are out of bed."

I narrow my eyes at Percy, then shrug. "Well, if he really needs me for something, I'm sure he can find someone else to do it. I'm going to go back to sleep."

"Actually Nico, you're the only one that the man wanted!"

"Are you sure he isn't here to kill me?" I yell back. It's never a good thing when a man that has found his way into Camp Half Blood starts asking for you.

"He says he knows you. He's got a giant silver beard and a dress on!"

Mr and Percy look at each other. "What is Dumbledore doing here?" I hiss at him. "And how did he find us?"

"And get into the camp", Percy adds.

"Oh, so you do know him! Hurry up and get to the big house!"

"I suppose we should see what he wants then", I mutter, "Will, tell him I'll be out in a second!"

Will shouts OK, and then I hear his footsteps running away from the cabin door.

"It's a shame", Percy says as he exits the cabin, "I thought we were done with Dumbledore's nonsense."

I laugh and get changed, out of my pyjamas and into black jeans and a t-shirt, once the door is closed. It's too hot for a hoodie, but I tie it around my waist anyway, in case I feel like hiding in it. Hoodies are useful for that sort of stuff. I also strap my sword to my back (it's more out the way there, and less obvious), partly because Dumbledore gets really annoying, but mostly in case a monster gets inside the camp, which is unlikely, but it's better to be prepared.

Percy, Will, Chiron, Mr D, and unfortunately, Dumbledore, are all waiting by the porch outside the big house.

"Hi guys. Mr D. Dumbledore. Sorry I'm late", I say, nodding at them.

"Hi Nico. Are you free this evening? I think Gregory and Wallace will be joining me for a game of Poker", Mr D asks. I have a feeling Gregory is Grover, and Will is Wallace, but I'm not exactly sure.

"Actually that's what I wanted to talk to you about", Dumbledore puts in, at the same time Percy says, "How come he calls you by your name?"

I shrug at Percy, and look at Dumbledore in confusion. "You came here to talk about Poker?"