Nico at Hogwarts(Final draft)

III

"What do you mean" Harry asked in confusion, however before Nico could answer the woman in the pink dress pointed a stick at him and said
"Alarte Ascendare"
Nico saw a bolt of light speed towards him, he didn't even think, he just reacted. Unsheathing his sword and then deflecting the bolt with the flat of his blade. It bounced back and Umbridge avoided it with a shriek.
"You dare"
"Enough" the man's voice stilled Umbridge. Whoever this man was he had the authority. "Who are you?" He directed his question to Nico. Nico quickly sheathed his sword into his chain.
"Nico Di Angelo" there were some gasps from the green bannered table.
"Di Angelo as in the Di Angelo bloodline?" Nico heard someone call out. He turned to the voice. The one who had spoken was blonde. Her hair very frilly, lively was the word Nico was looking for. Nico should have that his family had been intricately  involved with this world, after all gods had influence everyone except in Alaska. He'd have to move there someday.
"Yes" he said as softly as he could. The girl sat down hard and everyone started talking at once.
"Enough" Nico shouted. His head pounding. The room fell silent and Nico rolled his eyes at the quickness of their silence. They were obviously afraid of him, and Nico understood quickly the influence he held. First he had to extricate himself from the mess he had caused.
"I...uh. I  have a letter of introduction" the man with a beard seemed taken aback. He blinked
"Well...this is unexpected, we were not told that you were going to come"
"My family prefers not to establish direct contact with people" Nico said that lie off the top of his head.
"Your family is aware of the events from last year?"
"Ah, yes" Nico kept his face blank. "My condolences. My father sent me here to help. I'm not your enemy" he tilted his head to the side as if thinking "well, unless you give me enough reason to. I'm here to help. I assure you. You guys are going to be needing all the help you guys can get" he paused. "Well I suppose I will need to be sorted" Harry saw him say the last phrase with disgust, as if the mere though of  living in the same as them disgusted him. It made Harry want to punch him. 
"Ah yes" Dumbledore said. He turned and extended his hand "Minerva if you please" McGonagall reluctantly placed the Sorting Hat  in his hand. Dumbledore placed the Sorting Hat on Nico's head.
Hmmm...what do we have here. Nico heard within his mind. Quickly he threw up his defenses. Young man, if you don't let me inside I won't be able to see. Nico grit his teeth. You don't need to see anything. Put me in Slytherin. Nico felt the presence within his mind try and break through but Nico had trained himself to resist, after all in Tartarus you didn't need to fear the monsters, but your own thoughts and regrets. Still the hat persisted. All right, he thought. Keeping the most painful and mind breaking experiences he let down his mental barriers. He heard a chuckle inside his head and then the same voice said  Nico. Must I speak to you in Latin, Greek or Italian for you to understand?. Nico then felt a blind pain in his mind and just like that the wall fell. Nico hadn't known that the hat made you relive the memories, he'd heard that it only looked  and then sorted you but nonetheless all his life flashed by.
"I promise" he heard Percy's voice echo in his mind. He saw little Nico smile. He was also forced to relive those feelings of trust, love and friendship. Little Nico's feelings were full of trust and he smiled slightly. No! Nico wanted to shout at himself. Don't trust him. He'll only let you down. But his cries went unanswered. His next memory was the when he'd discovered his heritage. "You can get her back" it would've been easier if Minos hadn't given him that hope. It had hurt more. Ghosts only had the control you wanted to give them, as someone that ruled over them he had to be unhindered and feelings had been an obstacle. The next scene was in Venice. She's gone. The voice of Frank echoed after him long after he'd received the news. Nico still remembered how he had screamed. Dead had risen up, called by his emotions. Strange how the things that were weakness towards ruling ghosts was the very thing that summoned them. Nico was suddenly returned to his own present. As soon as he had regained the ability to see his surroundings he also felt the presence retreat, like a slithering snake. Where to sort you. The voice mused. Huffelpuff is out of the question but Ravenclaw...you learn from experience. It takes strength but also a learning skill. You are strong, perhaps not physically but definitely psychologically. You are cunning and looking out for yourself. Traits for a Slytherin but there's also a light. A boy, Will?
Nic panicked, no. Not Will. He'd never change for Will. That's what Will had made him promise that. Slytherin Nico pleaded the hat. Partially it was because he'd remembered the saying, keep your friends close and your enemies closer. 
"Slytherin" the hat shouted. The Slytherin table cheered.
"Not a surprise" Harry heard Hermione say. He turned to her.
"What do you mean?" Hermione looked at him
"Look at him, the way he hold himself shows gives of  an arrogant persona. As well as the fact that his entire blood line was sorted into Slytherin" Harry looked at Nico. Even though Nico was slouched Hermione was right. Everything about the guy radiated danger and power. "Legend has it that Salazar Slytherin was almost killed by his family. According to the old stories there was not four but five friends. However before the houses were made, their ancestor, who at that time was named Magnus Di Angelo, challenged Salazar. He lost obviously but due to the challenge, Salazar made sure he was erased from history. It appears as if Magnus returned to his roots in Italy and told his tale. Apparently through time his story reached Hogwarts and the wizardring world. Sometimes the stories gets mixed up and they say that Salazar was descendant of theirs. Legends and school record make it seem as if descendants of Magnus are sent to Hogwarts to challenge the most powerful of the Slytherin house. Due to their failure against Salazar, the Di Angelo's are sometimes known as the forgotten house or the fallen angels" Harry looked at Nico. Who would have guessed he was thirsty with vengeance, he had that dulled look that gave the impression he couldn't care less about what happened in their world.  Suddenly Nico turned to Harry and gave a him a look, that dulled look shifted to a merciless gaze. Harry wasn't sure how he did it but the gaze was like he couldn't be more bored but it was also merciless. He shivered.