Nico di Angelo and His (Mis)Fortunes at Hogwarts

The Ghost King and the Ghost

Like I've said, random one-shots that have attacked me involving HP/PJO crossovers with Nico as the MC.

The Ghost King and the Ghost

Nico POV

When Nico entered the room, he knew that he was screwed. Honestly, the class was run by a freaking ghost.

"N-N-Nico D-Di Angelo." Binns stuttered.

Oh, Gods. "Here. Also, I would like a word with you after class about how and why exactly you are here." he glared.

"O-Of course, my Lord."

Wow, way to go. Now everyone will be thinking that he's that snake-face's son or something equally stupid. "Just get on with it."

As Binns started to drone on about the goblin wars, Nico saw the 'Golden Trio' whispering under their breaths and staring at him occasionally. Calmly, he got up and moved next to them. "Talking about people behind their backs is considered rude, you know," he said quietly.

They jumped. "How did you get here?!" Granger hissed.

"I walked."

"And we weren't talking about you!"

"Yes, because staring at someone while whispering under your breath to other people and attempting to hide it horribly, is not talking about someone behind their backs. I totally believe that."

Weasley turned a blotchy red. "For all we know you could be You-Know-Who's son!" he snarled.

Nico sighed. Why did he take this class again? Oh, yes, because he couldn't talk Dumbledore out of it. "I assure you that I am not that evil, murderous, cheating, snake-faced, bastard's son or grandson."

"You could be lying!"

"That's ridiculous. For one, I have a Father who wields more power in his little finger than that soul-splitter, and two, I'd like nothing more than to off that lunatic."

"I don't think that anyone would have more reason or want to kill that bastard more than I do," Potter interjected quietly.

Nico snorted. "Think that you're the only one who can off Riddle? Who do you think you are? By making himself a quasi-immortal to escape Death, he directly insulted my Father and his employee's reputation. Think of it as getting up at a high-end function, and, in front of everyone, calling a high-end person, say Lucius Malfoy, a bastard, homosexual, inbred, and retard, whilst throwing him the finger, and then spitting in his eye."

"Wow."

"Yeah."

"So I don't have to off Voldemort-" Weasley flinched, "-or anything?" Potter asked incredulously.

"Nope. Don't think you have the ability to, either."

"Hey! Harry's the best at DADA in the entire-" The bell for the end of the period rang.

"Bye!" Nico crowed.

"But we haven't finished talking-"

Nico shoved the trio out before they could continue. The three of them were left in hanging around the hall a bit dazed. Harry summed up their thoughts into one word. "Damn."

I do hope you enjoyed this. To be honest, I was kind of reading a MoD!Harry fic, but this kind of popped into my head and just wouldn't go away. This actually kind of veered away from where I wanted it to go (as you can see by the title of the chapter). Meh.

EDIT 27/2/2017: Another point I'd like to make that, in hindsight, I should have mentioned earlier, is that I am absolutely NOT homophobic, nor am I against homosexuality. I am merely making the point that in any kind of backwards society, even if homosexuality was accepted, it wouldn't be something mentioned in polite society. Additionally, calling Lucius a homosexual would also amount to implying that he cheats on Narsicca.