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"well, because, i don't fight like you puny wizards that only rely on your sticks and memmory's". Nico said.

"i rely on my instintincts, in my world, it's kill or be killed, it's your choice really. Go down fighting or go down willingly, we fight a never ending battle. We die, monsters just reform, it's a never ending cycle. We have been fighting against it for as long as we can remmember" Nico said, in a pasionate voice. Harry was taken aback. He didn't know the kid wasn't a wizard

"wait, so you aren't a wizard?" Hermione voiced her amazement, unlike harry, who had been left speechless.

"The less you know, the better" Nico answered mysterioulsy. He abruptly changed topic.

"so, do you accept me or not?"

"yes" hermione said. Looking at Harry. HE didn't say anything.

"Well then" she handed him a coin.

"It'll heat up when we are meeting" She explained to Nico

"Reminds me of AOE" Nico muttered

"Excuse me?" Hermione asked

"nothing" He apruptly whirled around and stalked off

"well, so much for him wanting to be with us" Ron muttered
"He's rude" Hermione said. I know right?
Nico was fed up, fed up of being Hades son, fed up of being in Slytherin and fed up of the world. Sure, he was a goth kid. He liked being one, but he missed camp fire, he missed a Will, and though he would never admit it, he missed Percy and Annabeth.


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