From A Witch To A Demigod (Nico di Angelo Fan Fiction)

Chapter 20

Chapter song: Miss Jackson by Panic! At The Disco ft. LOLO

Chapter 20-

It's been three hours since Nico disappeared and came back from putting alcohol in Percy's drink.

I had dared him to because Percy gets really hammered when he's drunk and I thought it might be amusing.

We've been playing truth or dare for the past three hours and so far, I've learned that Percy told Nico about the whole wizarding world thing while I was dead, Nico has always wanted to go to Britain, and that Nico hated the colour yellow.

"Remember our game of twenty questions?" Nico broke the comfortable silence with a big grin on his face.

A smile slowly made its way onto my face and I remembered that it was his turn. I didn't remember how many questions we had left, or how many we had already asked, but I did remember the game.

"It was your turn." I told him.

His eyes lit up and he thought about what to ask. I could practically see some of the wheels turning in his head.

He had this strange habit of biting his lip when he was thinking, and it made the butterflies in my stomach flutter around.

"What is something that you've never told anyone?" Nico asked, his eyes bright.

I smiled. I had to really think about that one. People already knew about Tartarus, my owl. I had told Percy about butter beer.

And lots of witches and wizards knew that butter beer had alcohol. And then something hit me.

"I never wanted to admit this, but I love it when you speak Italian. And what is something that you've never told anyone?" I answered and asked quickly.

Nico grinned and pulled me closer to him. He kissed my forehead, then my nose, and then he left a short and sweet kiss on my lips. I blushed.

"Non ho mai detto nessuno che io sono innamorato di te. Beh, con l'eccezione di Bianca, naturalmente." Nico murmured.

His eyes were sparkling mischievously, and I knew that was because he knew that I didn't know how to translate Italian into English.

"And in English, what does that mean?" I hummed.

I raised an eyebrow and Nico just smiled. I was starting to wonder how long it would take to be fluent in Italian, so I could finally understand what Nico was saying under his breath when he was angry.

"It means, 'I've never told anyone that I'm in love with you. Well, with the exception of Bianca, of course.' Do you know any languages other than English, mio piccolo angelo?" Nico translated and questioned.

I blushed and this time, I kissed him. It may have only lasted a few seconds before I pulled away, but it had taken courage that I didn't know I had. He had said that he loved me. That he loved me.

"EGO quoque amo te, Nico. One of these days, you're going to give me Italian lessons. What's Italy like?" I was blushing.

Nico's eyes lit up happily, which told me that he could speak Latin too. I had said 'I'm in love with you too', and I was slightly jealous that he could speak Latin and Italian.

"Italy's beautiful, especially when it's snowing. I'll take you there sometime, as long as you take me to Britain soon. What's the best thing about Hogwarts, your old school?" Nico replied.

The best thing about Hogwarts? I knew exactly what I was going to say. Was it Quiditch? Was it the magic practice every day? Or maybe living in the mysterious castle? Nope. None of the above.

"The butter beer. Definitely the butter beer. Is Italian your first language or your second?" I smiled.

Ah, the butter beer. Percy may say that it tastes terrible, but to me, it was the best thing that I had ever tasted.

One of the worst things that I had ever tasted was Percy's blue cherry coke.
Actually, the absolute worst thing that I had ever tasted was this toe fungus jelly bean from a box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans. I almost shivered in disgust at the memory.

"I've never had butter beer, but I vow to try that later. Italian is my first language, and obviously, my second language is English. What were the names of your 10 closest friends from Hogwarts?" Nico yawned.

He looked just about ready to pass out from exhaustion, and I wouldn't be surprised if he fell asleep in the middle of my answer.

"My 10 closest friends were Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, Luna-" Nico cut me off.

Nico had chuckled, smirked, and said, "Luna? You can't be serious."

And then he started giggling. Nico giggling was one of the most adorable thing that anyone could hear. But I gently slapped his arm anyway.

"Yes, Luna. And after her, there's Cho," I glared at Nico when he giggled again, "Malfoy-"

Nico busted up with laughter completely this time. Giggles, chuckles, laughter and all. I sighed.

I hated when people cut me off, but when Nico did it, it didn't seem as terrible as when others did it. It must be because of my feelings for him.

"Malfoy? Oh gods, that's the worst name that I've ever heard!" Nico chortled.

I couldn't help but giggle in agreement, and Nico grinned lovingly down at me as I joined him in a fit of giggles.

"Yes, I said Malfoy. The last two are Blaise and Alec. And if you must know, Malfoy is his last name. Everyone calls him by it." I giggled.

Alec was a Slytherin guy who Draco/Malfoy hung out with a lot. Blaise spent a considerable amount of time with him too.

"Anyway, is your father always eccentric and dramatic?" I asked.

I'm pretty sure that this was the last question in our game of twenty questions. I was actually kind of sad that our game was almost over.

"Yes, he is. And if 'Malfoy' isn't Malfoy's first name, then what is it?" Nico answered quickly and asked.

I chuckled and rolled my eyes. Talking about Hogwarts and all of my old friends made me miss it even more than I already had been.

"Draco." I giggled.

Nico snorted and started laughing again. He buried his face in my hair and I could feel his chest vibrating from all of his laughing.

"Now that- is a terrible name." Nico giggled.

I joined him in his laughter and once it died down a little bit, Nico pulled away. He kissed me, stopped to let a few chuckled go, and then kissed me again.

After our laughter had died down completely, we had started talking more about Hogwarts.

Nico fell asleep while I was telling him about Harry, Hermione, and Ron, and I was now wrapped up in his arms, listening to him talk in his sleep.

"Beautiful, the purple eyes." Nico murmured sleepily.

I blushed and rolled my eyes. And I eventually fell asleep, flush against his chest with my face buried in his neck.

Being in the security of his arms made me realize- this was where I was meant to be; this is where I wanted to be. Forever.

As long as Nico was by my side, my future would be a long and happy one.

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