Nico at Hogwarts (continued)

12 - Happy Birthday to Willll

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Nico:

Today was Will's birthday, and I was yelling at Dumbledore. "I WILL be going back. I AM NOT missing Will's birthday!" Dumbledore just sighed, before replying, "I am sorry, but my mother has refused. It is out of my hands." I was pissed. I stormed back to the Defense against the Dark Arts room to talk with Hazel. She would understand.

I was almost there, when I sensed something deathy in the air. It gave an aura not unlike what Thanatos gave off. I looked around warily, but there was no one there. Shrugging it off, I walked into the classroom. 

"THERE YOU ARE!" my head whipped around at that voice. A voice that I would know anywhere.

"WILL?!" I screamed/yelled (in a very manly manner), "What are you doing here?"

"I pestered Hecate, and I'm assuming you did too, because she snapped and said 'Ahh just stop your whinging already! Fine you can go!' and then I had the great idea to surprise you."

Suddenly the door creaked open. "NICO DI ANGELO! HOW DARE YOU LEAVE WITHOUT TELLING ME FIRST! I ALMOST SENT OUT A SEARCH PARTY!"

"R-r-reyna..." I smiled sheepishly. "I mean, I didn't have time to tell you, because umm Hecate and Hades made me come?" It sounded more like a question than a statement. Reyna gave me her best death glare before pulling me into a hug. 

"That was your punishment for disappearing with out a trace!" Then she stopped before switching to Greek (which Jason taught her) "There's someone watching us." She grabbed at the air, to reveal Henry Potty and Ronil Wazlib. I glared at them. They cowered.

"What are you doing, Potter. Spying on us?"

"Who are they?" Reyna asked.

"Oh no one-" 

"Oh no one? Who are you calling no one? Harry here literally defeated Voldemort? We've been fighting since we were eleven?" Ron interjected.

"I bet you have such luxurious lives, compared to us. Did you have to live with people who hated you for eleven years?" Harry continued. At this point Reyna's face was turning purple, and I was about to whack them over the head. Will was furiously trying to calm both of us down, and Hazel chose this moment to arrive.

"What's going on here?" she asked. Furiously, I replied, "That one there thinks we live such luxurious lives. He says that fighting since eleven is so brave and cool. They think they've been through so much." Immediately, Hazel too turned to glare at the 'Golden Duo'. 

I had never seen her so angry. Her eyes glittered dangerously. "Get out," she said slowly, "Now." Harry and Ron quickly wilted under the glares of four angry demigods. They backed out of the room like scared cats. I smirked, satisfied.

Harry:

Who do they think they are? What did they ever do? I bet they've never even fought a day in their lives. And who are the others, I mean, why did they look so angry at me? I've fought like all my life. Ron voiced my thoughts, ranting to me.

"How did they know we were here?" Ron asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. "I mean, there is no spell to reveal us other than the Marauders' Map..." (A/N: I made this up. Don't kill me.) 

"I bet you ten galleons that they're Death Eaters and did dark magic to find us." I replied. Ron smirked. "I would take you up on it, but unfortunately I don't have ten galleons on me."

--Time skip in memory of Bob--

I lay in bed, contemplating whether to talk to Sirius or not. When we first met Nico, Sirius seemed to trust him completely. He even treated him like a little brother.

And our other friends, they treated him like they've known him for years. What's up with that? Now, Nico's friends from America have come too, why did Dumbledore let them do that, when they were clearly Death Eaters? Better yet, why did Dumbledore trust them at all?

Finally, I decided to tell Sirius anyways. I grabbed a pinch of bright green floo powder, before throwing it into the fire. The fire burned bright green, and I stepped in. 

Sirius was upstairs, yelling at Kreacher about something. He looked up, startled when he saw me. "Harry? What are you doing here?"

"I need to talk to you." Sirius lead me upstairs, to the attic.

"What was it that you wanted to say?" he asked.

"It's about the exchange students." Sirius gave me a look.

"I told you that they are completely trustworthy, and you should stop prying."

"But that guy Nico can do dark magic, and he and his friends all have tattoos, and he acts all suspicious, and..." I replied, trailing off at Sirius' serious look. (A/N: pun intended) 

"Stop prying," he repeated, slowly. "You'll only put us in more danger." Then he left, ending our conversation.

Nico:

We spent the night in the room of requirement. It had produced us a strawberry flavored cake, the scent reminding me of the strawberry fields at home. Somehow, there was a TV in the room, complete with Disney+ and Netflix. Will insisted we watch Avatar: The Last Airbender, and by the end of the night, we were all stuffed with sugar, talking about the elements.

"I think Katara is the best character," Reyna proclaimed.

"No, Sokka is the funniest." Hazel replied. Reyna smirked, "Don't let Frank hear that."

"Ha, he wouldn't mind."

"No, but Katara can waterbend," Hermione interjected. "I think that's cool."

"Yeah," Luna replied. "She can also heal people and that's cool."

Soon the conversation dwindled and we drifted off to sleep.

I need a fallout scene for Harry and Hermione. Where should I do this?

Question of the chapter: Who is your favourite ship from PJO/HoO and Harry Potter?

Peace out,

Tofu_da_wombat

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