(I do not own the characters, Rick Roirdan or J.K Rowling do. Deep thoughts right here folks: Everything in the universe is either pizza or not pizza.)
Hermione POV
I always hated this, it feels like you could plummet to your death any second, the cart twisted and turned, I glanced at the boy, he wasn't even screaming, he was just sitting there, fiddling with gears and pipe cleaners. Who was he!?
The cart came to a sudden stop, almost causing me to fall out of my seat.
"Potter vault" the goblin said, Harry got out.
We stopped at mine and Ron's vault, then the cart stopped at a brass and silver door, vividly decorated with intricate designs , unlike the old, musty doors in the bank, this one seemed brand new.
"Olympus vault," said the goblin.
Olympus?
The boy got out, but the goblin stayed in the cart, he walked up to the door, and put his hand on the center, from where he placed his hand, tendrils of golden fire traced the designs, with a click the door opened.
Harry gasped, so did Ron and I, I caught a glimpse of the vault before the door closed again, it was filled to the brim with golden galleons, silver sickles, and bronze knuts. The boy came out again and got into the cart, he took out his pipe cleaner contraption and spun the propeller, the tiny helicopter flew off to the other side of the chasm before stuttering and falling into the abyss. We all watched it with awe, until the cart sped away again.
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Nico Di Angelo At Hogwarts.
Fanfiction(I made this a long time ago, and I thought I would post this for fun, it's bad I know) What will happen when Hades and Hecate decide to send Nico on a quest at Hogwarts to protect the golden trio? Nothing good, thats what. No other wizards will be...
