*Part 8*

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(I do not own the characters, Rick Roirdan or J.K Rowling do. Guys, Gals, and Non-Binary Pals: If your shirt isn't tucked into your pants, then your pants are tucked into your shirt.)

Nico POV

We all got back to our room at the same time, I bought a black owl so I could send messages, and Leo managed to get a small brown owl for half off, he sent it to Calypso, with a note that said, 'my gift to you, sunshine'.

We each got a wand, robes, cauldrons, books, and so many quills. 

I bought a black wand, the old guy told me it was 12in, Elm wood, Theastral core hair, and the hilt was wrapped in creepy leather painted with skull designs. It was a little over the top, but I liked it.

"Ok, the train leaves tomorrow, we have word that Tom Riddle is up to something big, I will protect the charges, but I need you two to investigate what he is up to." I told them.

Leo wasn't paying attention, as usual, but Piper seemed very attentive.

"Got that Leo?" I asked

"Yea," he replied. As far as demigods go, Leo was severely ADHD.

"Well get a good night sleep, because tomorrow is a big day." I said, ending the conversation.

We went to our beds, me and Leo in one room, Piper in the other room.

(Sorry for the short chapter)

(P.S. I am taking a poll, what is your favorite type of music?)




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