Nico at Hogwarts

A monster from the depths

Nico sighed

"Look, I haven't been entirely truthful to you guys, the thing is, i am not a wizard, but i'm not really human either" He said, looking at us like we were about to lurch to our feet and pounce on him

"Well, if you are not human then what are you? A half breed" Umbridge sneered at the word half breed and Nico's eyes flashed. It startled me how cold his eyes were

"Yes, exactly, though, we take half breed as an insult. We call our selves" he winced out the word "Demigods" Hermione piped up

"What are those" She asked

"Half human" he hesitated but continued "half god" Umbrige gave her girlish laugh

"That's impossible, and if so, then, who is you 'godly parent'" she said. Nico walked towards her, his posture was tense, scaring even. He neared to Umbridge and gave her a smile that reminded me of a wolf

"Hades" He said. The lilt he gave it made the name sound majestic. Even threatening. "If you want I can show you my combat skills?" he said, smirking at Umbridge. She gaped but immediately nodded

"Yes, of course, let's see those 'skills' of yours" We all filed out, talking and wearing bewildered stares. We made our way to a clearing and Nico stretched out his hand. Darkness swirled around his hand, forming a shape. When it cleared he was holding a wicked, sharp, black, doubled edged sword. We all backed up and he swung it, as if experimenting with it. He swung against nothing, muttering things under his breath. When he seemed to grow tired of doing so he turned his sword and cleaved it in the ground, kneeling and said

"Arise and answer the Ghost King's call" The ground rumbled and bony things clawed their way to the surface. All of us shrieked. The bone warriors turned to Nico as if waiting for orders. He readied his stance and said in a language that seemed like Latin "impetum!" the warriors produced swords from out of the blue and charged at Nico. He dodged and seemed to dance on the spot. He slashed and whirled. He swung and each time he hit one of them they dissolved. Soon, there was nothing left of the warriors. We all sighed in relief. Then slithering and voices where overheard. Nico put his fingers to his lips and all of us went silent. He seemed to listen and whatever he listend he didn't like it. His eyes widened and he said

"leave, now, all of you or" What ever he said was cut off by harsh laughter. A woman came out, or at least it resembled to a woman. With a woman's body from the waist up. It had the body of a dragon, at least twenty feet long, black and scaly with enormous claws and a barbed tail. Her legs looked like they were tangled in vines, but then I realized they were sprouting snakes, hundreds of vipers darting around, constantly looking for something to bite. The woman's hair was also made of snakes, like Medusa's. weirdest of all, around her waist, where the woman part met the dragon part, her skin bubbled and morphed, occasionally producing the heads of animals—a vicious wolf, a bear, a lion, as if she were wearing a belt of ever-changing creatures. I got the feeling I was looking at something half formed, a monster so old it was from the beginning of time, before shapes had been fully defined.
"I'm afraid it is to late, Di Angelo" she snarled at him. Nico pulled out his sword and shouted
"For Hades, if I die, I will do so fighting" he charged at the woman. She raked out her claws. Nico ducked and slashed at her but she merely pushed him, hard. He fell to the ground and immediately rolled, avoiding the woman's claws. She unsheathed her own sword and they played a game, a dance. I realized that what Nico had shown us before wasn't the real thing, it was just a mere demo. He slashed but immediately jabbed at her. She widened her eyes and dissolved. Nico collapsed, falling to his knees
" I'm fine, I'm fine" he muttered. He slipped a vail he had and drank. The cuts and bruises he had faded and healed, he stood and said
"Yep, that's the life of a demigod, kill or get killed" with that he walked off, leaving us flabbergasted. Dumbledore cleared his throat
"Don't ask him anything until I speak with her boy, now go to your dorms" he said, dismissing us. We all walked in a daze to our dorm and wondered if Nico's life was always about wondering if the next day he would be alive