School is boring.
He almost wished Dr.Thorn to come in one of the classes. Gods.
He couldn't even go back and time whenever mama or Bianca were there, because Hades forbid him to.
Anyway he got used to this life.
Wake up, get ready, have breakfast, sit through the boring hours of school and not a say a word to not get detention or something like that, even if he did want to kill the pink toad, go back to his room, eat dinner, do his homework, talk with a adult about life and it's philosophy and what not (it was mostly Minnie, dumb the door, moody, wolf, Tonks, Snape or the nurse), pretend to sleep, then go back in time, search for the doors of death, search for the missing demigods, get back to his cage, wear bracelets, time travel, pass out. That's it.
Anyway after one month all his adult mortal therapists or kidnappers came to him.
"So, Mr.Riddle" Dumbo started "I see that you have behaved quite well at Hogwarts up until now, no detentions, no points taken or given, no dark-magic, no suspicious activities and you have even managed to best Ms. Granger and Mr. Malfoy and have become top of the class."
So that's why they always glared at him. Honestly he wouldn't have even noticed them glaring if the stupid Cheeto boy near Granger hadn't mentioned it in a supposed whisper where everyone could clearly hear him.
"But your medical status is not quite up to par. You are suffering from severe malnutrition, insomnia, ADHD, Dyslexia, Clinical depression, Asperger Syndrome (social challenges and unusual behaviors and interests, do not have problems with language or intellectual disability.), avoidant personality disorder (chronic feelings of inadequacy and are highly sensitive to being negatively judged by others.), Anorexia (eating disorder), PTSD, childhood amnesia, claustrophobia and sleep terror disorder (nightmares)."
Okay what. Nico was pretty sure demigods only had PTSD, ADHD and dyslexia and maybe lactose intolerance. Maybe even Bipolar Disorder from Hecate kids. Insomnia was common. But the rest...They must have seen his disbelief because dumb continued "You may not know about your ailments, but you do suffer them. It seemed your father neglected or frankly didn't care about your mental state during your captivity."
I must play the role of the brainwashed loyal son so "It wasn't captivity. I wasn't neglected. He cared for me, I am his son."
They all looked at me as if to say 'Oh you poor child'.
Mission accomplished.
"Be that as it may, you have been granted the permission to roam the school grounds, under supervision of course, on Sundays. And now if there is any item or request needed, you may ask so now."
What would I need. Right Ambrosia first, I am a demigod.
"The pieces of yellow squares that were there in my jacket."
"Here" Moody shoved it to Nico. Then proceeded to pull him by his collar outside to the way of the school grounds.
Once over there Moody made a circle around him with his wand and well I could not go out of it. It was big enough to let me climb or sit under the shade of a tree or lay down in the sun.
Once it was clear that Moody was doing his own thing and not creepily staring at him, which he still could through his magic eye, Nico just felt more safe with Moody's head turned away, Nico sat under the tree's shade and just watched the Hogwarts students doing there own stuff far away.
He didn't know when but he fell asleep.
Next thing he knew he woke up in his bed carefully tucked in like a child. There was food on the table, but by how cold it was it was there for a long time.
Nico may have wanted to search for Percy and Jason, maybe one nights sleep wouldn't do much harm. He couldn't remember a time where someone tucked him other than his father when he was a kid, not even Bianca, but he felt warm inside that someone cared, even if it was Moody out of all people.
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Nico Di Angelo son of Voldemort
FanfictionThis is not part of my other story. Nico just wanted to get some McDonalds. Not find out about another evil grandfather and be kidnapped to some secret society. Sigh. The fates are loving this aren't they.