Percy and Nico Undercover at Hogwarts

Chapter Fourty Two

(A/N Rick owns some of this chapter)

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Percy's POV

When I went up to the room that night the curtains of Nico's four-poster bed were already drawn. I was positive he wasn't asleep, but I knew that he didn't want to talk.

I changed out of my uniform and I put on my pajamas. They weren't anything special like Harry's and Ron's who wear silk PJ's to bed. It was just a t-shirt and boxers. I didn't wear a shirt a camp, but here at Hogwarts all my scars would cause weird looks. Well, I guess that didn't matter anymore since I showed them to Harry, Ron and Hermione less than an hour ago.

I thought about taking it off, but decided against it. Ron and Harry might have seen the scars already, but that wouldn't stop them from staring again tomorrow.

I crawled into my bed. "Night Neeks," I said but there was no response. I hadn't expected one.

I sent a pray to Apollo. "Hey, Apollo," I whispered, "because of your class, I had to talk about the war and stuff like that, so can you please do me a favor and not let me have nightmares tonight?"

After a moment, a voice spoke in my head.

"Only because I'm the cause of them," he sighed and I smiled.

"Thanks."

The moment my head hit the pillow, I was asleep.

*****

I woke up to a tortured scream.

I threw my blankets off me and ran to Nico's bed pulling open the curtains with such force I almost ripped them off.

He was screaming, shaking and crying and I had no idea what to do. Normally I was the one with nightmares and he was the one waking me up.

"Nico," I said, shaking him. He had never cried out like this in his sleep before. There are the occasional groans or wines, but there's never screaming.

"Is he okay?" Harry asked as he stood beside me, obviously having been woken up by Nico.

"I really don't know. He's never done this before," I told them, worried.

Nico lifted his arm, scratching at his skin, causing himself to bleed.

"Nico!" I yelled before I crawled onto his bed next to him and pinned his arms to his sides. He was shaking. "Go get Apollo," I told Harry and Ron, who had just gotten out of his bed and turned on the light.

"Why? What can he do?"

"Just go get him!" I yelled and they ran off.

Nico was stronger than I gave him credit for. He was able to pull one of his arms out my grip, so I went and sat on top of him so I could get some leverage. I held his arms above his head while I shouted in his face.

"Wake up!" I kept saying, but it wasn't working. "Nico, you're okay. You're safe. I wouldn't let anything get you, I promise." Nothing I said made any difference. "Nothing is going to hurt you, just wake up!"

After a few minutes, the room started to get darker, even though the light was on. The shadows seemed to be getting pulled towards us and the temperature dropped a few degrees. Nico's body started fading and it seemed like he was in the process of shadow traveling, which couldn't be safe. I looked at myself and I saw that I was fading too, but I didn't let go of Nico's arms and get off of him. If he was going somewhere, I was going with him.