Darkness comes to Hogwarts.

Chapter 11

No POV

Early the next morning the god of ghosts, the Five Rivers, and of magic kissed his beautiful and beloved goddess of the sacrificial dead awake, and held her close as he shadow traveled them back to the room they were supposed to be sleeping in at 12 Grimmauld Place, he kissed her gently as she snuggled into him sleepily, they did not actually get tired anymore, sleep was not necessary but it was a luxury.

"I love you Kyria," Nico said softly as he laid her into the remaining bed, and slipped in next to her, and held her tight, the shadows wrapped around them, keeping the others from seeing their nudity, until moments later there came a loud banging at the door, and Nico used his magic to dress his lady and himself.

"Hey you lot, get up if you want to get to Harry's trial!" a voice yelled loudly, then paused as another voice from down the stairs began scream, and then said in a softer more polite and embarrassed tone, "uhhh umm I-I'm sorry your royal highnesses."

Kyria pouted and pulled Nico down for a deep and wonderful kiss good morning.

"Good morning my prince," she said her eyes gleaming with love, "I suppose we will have to leave the bed today," she continued with a sigh, but got up resolutely and looked at the dress Nico had enchanted onto her, it was black of course, with dark gray accents, it was in the Grecian style, and she had Grecian sandals, she smiled as she turned to a mirror and saw a crown of living flowers upon her hair, and she danced back into his arms and saw him in a black exomis made of black silk, line in the same dark gray as her own dress, he wore sandals as well though his was more militant and those came to just under his knees, while hers definitely left her beautiful legs bare, at his waist he had his stygian iron sworn, and his wand had been merged into the hand and would quickly be drawn at his will, and upon his head was a crown of stygian iron that had been made to look like a crown of laurels.

Kyria POV

I sighed happily as I looked at my Nico, we matched perfectly, other than our crowns of course, but I still loved my crown of flowers, I could tell it was a gift from Persephone and smiled as I thought of her kindness, but then I looked around at the others and found that they had changed too, Edward and Richard were in the royal regalia of their own times, and Nico had conjured Edward a beautiful crown of gold and rubies, while Richard had a coronet of silver and sapphires, Lou-Ellen was dressed most casually in a simple skater style dress in purple, with silver ballet flats, and a bow in her hair.

I smiled as I felt Nico wrap his arms around me and kiss my neck gently, "we're all ready my love," he said still holding me, "shall we join the household?"

"Yes I said, turning to kiss him gently," I loved the exomis, it showed his sculpted chest, and made him look strong, powerful, and young.

Finally releasing him with a forlorn sigh, I felt a bit better when he took my hand and lead me and the others down stares where we were met with gawking stares and a few wolf whistles from the twins, which quickly ended when Nico glared at them.

"Oy what do you think you're going to a costume party?" I heard Harry say snidely, attempting to be clever.

Before I could answer, young Richard Duke of York spoke up and replied in a cold voice, "No mister Potter, we are going to your trial for the misuse of underage magic in front of a mortal, and as my brother the king as well as the ladies Kyria, Lou-Ellen, the lord Nico, and myself are going only to help you, then perhaps you would kindly find it more appropriate to say thank you, and then shut up, instead of worrying about our attire, though I believe you should be more worried about your own attire, how you expect the court to take you seriously I have no idea," he ended with a scowling look at the older boy, Richard may have been young but he was the son of a king, and a king's brother, and the look on Edward's face said he could not have been prouder.