When worlds colide... (Harry Potter, Percy Jackson and Doctor Who crossover)

Christmas!

Harry's POV:
"What happened to her?!" I freak out a bit. "She..." Hermione sighed. "She commited suicide." "She- What?! No, no, no, no! It's my fault!" I can't believe it. She couldn't do it, because I told her, that I'm gay, or could she?! "She was found by McGonagall, under the Astronomy tower. There was a goodbye message... Smith found that one." I completely forgot about him. He's our new Astronomy teacher. Oddly similar to Doctor, even with the same name! John Smith... He was inspected by Umbridge and he was the only one, except for McGonagall, to make her shut up. But that's not the point right now. The point is WHY did Cho kill herself? "Here." Smith puts a paper in my hand. He looks sad and lonely... His usually spiky-uppy hair was now really messy. I turn my eyes to the paper. Just three words. Three words, and I fell my eyes burning and tears sliding down my face. I hug Nico, who is the nearest to me. He hugs back, whispering soothing words into my ear. I look at the paper once more. 'I'm coming, Cedric.'

It's been a week, since that happened. Cho was buried next to Cedric, her final thought written on her gravestone. I was too sad to realize, that Christmas Day is tomorrow. Nico reminded me today... "So, looking forward to tomorrow's feast?" He asked after a quidditch training, which he, obviously, enjoyed... "I've forgotten about it." I admit. "But yeah, maybe it'll help to move on." Nico sat down next to me. We started to talk...

Doctor's POV: (missed that one, huh?)
I decided to get Harry his Firebolt back for Christmas. I still have his Invisibility Cloak from today's DADA. Setting up fireworks was not easy, but it worked somehow... I sneaked next to Umbridge's office with some other fireworks. Three, two, one... 'Boom!' The firework in front of Toad-sama's office blew up. She ran out of her room, looking as stupid as always. 'Boom!' The other one blew and she ran there, leaving her office opened. I ran inside, soniced the Firebolt's chains, sneaked it under the cloak and ran out. I nearly bumped into Toad-sama, but she suddenly stopped and turned the other direction. Harry's gonna be SO happy! :D I return to the Ravenclaw common room. I stuff the Cloak into my bag and with the Firebolt still in my hand and sit next to Clara. "Hi." I hug her. "Hello, Docie!" She smiles and hugs back. "Where did y-" She gasped as she noticed the Firebolt. "For Harry." I smirk. She laughs and grabs my hand. "You are awesome." She leans in and we kiss. She is still smiling when we pull away. "I love you so much, Doctor." She whispers and leans her head on my chest, listening to both of my hearts. "I love you too, Clary." I gently stroke her hair and kiss her forehead. "You guys are so cute." Annabeth fangirls. Again. Clara giggles. She's sitting on my lap. I wrap my arms around her torso and rest my head on hers. "Your chin, Chinny." "What's wrong with my chin?!" She turns around. "Be careful, you're gonna take someone's eye out!" All of us burst out laughing. "Shut up, Impossible Girl." I kiss her hair. "Whouffle is awesome." Annabeth pats our back and goes back to her book. "Annabeth." I nudge her.  She looks at me as if I was a murderer. "So, since we are so cute, who's your special boy?" I wiggle my eyebrows. "Not a boy. Back home." "Wow, that's cute! What's her name?" Clara joins in. "Piper." Annabeth says. "And now shut up, Whouffle." She returns to her book. "Why is our ship name so stupid?" I ask Clara. "Because WE are stupid." She says with a giggle. I love her smile, and she's so cute when she giggles. So, chatting about some random stuff with Clary, the Christmas Eve passed.

Harry's POV:
I woke up. Seeing a few gifts lifted my mood, so I started to unpack them. The last I open is a long package, obviously with a broomstick. A Firebolt? I read a note, that is put next to the broom. 'Your Firebolt... It's the only present from me, together with a VERY angry Umbridge... xD Doctor' I laugh. "Harry, you got your Firebolt back!" Nico's morning voice is so cute... "Yep, I can go and play quidditch with you." "Perfect!" He sounds so happy!

It feels so awesome to fly again! I'm racing Nico around the pitch. How I missed quidditch! "So, umm, are we gonna do some seeking?" Asked Nico. "Yep!" I answer. "If I loose, I'll dye a streak of my hair blond! And if YOU lose, you'll dye a streak of your hair turquiose!" Smirked Nico. "Deal!" I laugh. Let's get seeking...

Nico is quite good, but he still lost... We're now looking for a spell to dye Nico's hair blond. We actually found it and dyed a streak of Nico's hair. He looks soooooo funny!

We kept playing quidditch trough the whole Christmams holiday. Nico was getting better with each day! I actually had MORE colourful streaks than Nico had! Nico had just about five! He almost always caught the snitch before I even noticed it...

Nico's POV:
After spending the whole X-mas playing quidditch with Harry, I realised one thing. I love Harry Potter. I am just too much of a coward to admit my feelings to him. Or maybe... I could just ask him out on Valentine's Day...

A/N: Sorry to every Percabeth shipper... I blame Almost, a great fanfic where nobody is straight. And it's deleted from Wattpad.