Percy and Nico Undercover at Hogwarts

Chapter Forty

Nico's POV

Percy and I walked into the DADA classroom and were confused with what we saw. It looked pretty normal, all the chairs were pushed to the side like always, but in the back of the classroom, there was a chest. It kept moving slightly, shaking. That hadn't been there the other day.

"What's that?" I asked and Hermione answered as she walked into the room.

"I belive it's a boggart. We faced them last year. They show your greatest fear."

"Last year, mine was spiders. It's probably hasn't changed though," Ron added.

"Mine was dementors, but I faced it and I'm not afriad of them anymore," Harry informed us. "I wonder what it's going to be now?"

Once everyone was in the classroom, Apollo got his students attention and started talking.

"Today, we are facing our greatest fear! You guys did something a lot like this last year, but this time, it has a twist! You will be facing a boggart, but instead of saying Riddikulus, you have to talk to them, tell them that they aren't real. You have to face them head on and get them back into the chest. Many of you will have more than one. I will go first to demonstraight."

Apollo waved his wand and the box opened. A ten-year-old girl with auburn hair stepped out, falling to the ground, just lying broken on the floor in a pool of ichor. It was Artemis. "You killed me, Apollo. You're the reason I'm dead," she said as tears poured down her face.

The words didn't faze Apollo and he shook his head. "No, I didn't. You are perfectly fine. You are alive."

The boggart changed. There were several bodies of teen with blonde hair and blue eyes lying on the floor. They calling out for Apollo to save them, but it didn't faze their father.

"None of you are hurt. I saw you just last week. Will!" Apollo shouted, pointing to the image of my friend lying on the ground with one his arrows jammed into his throat, choking on his blood. "Right now your probably in the infirmary with Austin, Kayla and Victoria," he said, pointing to each of his children in turn. "You are not hurt, so pick yourself up, wipe yourself off and get out of here!" There were two bodies left.

"Michael, Lee, you two are dead. You have no right to be here." Lee faded away and Michael stood up, pulled to arrow out of his side, dusted himself off and walked over to the box. As he stepped in, he flipped his father off. "Fuck you." Then the box closed and he was gone.

"Everyone, get into a line!" Apollo shouted and we did as he said after getting over the shock of what we saw. Percy and I were about halfway in the line with Ron between us.

Most people's fears were themselves dying, a friend, or a family member, which is to be expected. Some of them were clowns, monsters (which I found kind of funny) or they parents yelling at them, telling their children how they were a disappointment, like Draco's. He wasn't able to stand up to his dad and ended up walking out of the classroom.

I wondered what mine was going to be? I really hoped it wasn't my dad because that would be hard to explain to Harry, Ron and Hermione who were no doubt going to question us about anything that Percy and I have to face.

"Percy, your turn," Apollo said a little while later and Percy hesitantly stepped towards the box containing the boggart. I couldn't help but wonder what his would be? Would it be Annabeth, dead? Mrs. Sally being tortured? His father yelling at him?

Apollo gave Percy a look, asking if he was ready and when he nodded, Apollo lifted the lid.

A body stood out of the box, slowly but confidently. It wasn't one of Percy's friends like I thought it would be.