Grandson of Voldemort (On hiatus)

Chapter 13

-=Harry's POV=-

I paced around in front of the door Nico, Will, and Draco were in, processing the new information. Gods exist, and less than an hour I met one of the main ones. I wracked my brain for information about Apollo.

He was the god of the sun. Right? Healing too, that made so much sense. Will knew about healing; he was doing that in the room right now. Music? Uh, what else.

I took in my surroundings. The hall was a lot warmer than before. Was it because it was summer, or because the god of the sun's son was in the room he was in front of?

The door opened and Nico walked out.

"Will asked me to let you in. Your steps are becoming annoying."

"What?"

"Your steps. They are loud and distracting."

"Oh."

"Come in." Will called from inside the room.

Harry decided to go ahead and enter, but what he saw in the room made him pause.

Will had a thread and was running it through the cleaner wound in Draco's leg, stitching it up.

"Stop twitching. If I had human painkillers, I would give you some, but I don't."

What followed was a string of swears coming from Draco.

After the stitching was done, Harry frozen and silent the whole time, Will began to wrap the leg with clean band aids.

"Well, Potter, you enjoy seeing your enemies in pain?"

"No-no! of course not!"

"Well, that's reassuring."

"Uh how was Azkaban?"

Will made a disapproving sound.

"Completely not up to health and safety standards! No wonder Voldemort took over! This 'wizard society' is crumbling to pieces! Spent less than two years in that hades hole you call a 'prison' and he looks like Nico shadow traveling across the Atlantic! This is worse than Octavian running new Rome! Chaos! And letting that- that lady, run the justice system! I am revolted! Ashamed! I-"

"Will, calm down." Nico sighed, "Your going to wrap it too tight."

Will sighed and undid some of the bandage, wrapping it looser.

"I know, it's just, so wrong."

"Yeah, but it's not really our place to judge. This isn't our world."

"But it could be the only way they see it. Most of these people were either born into this society or brought into it at a young age and blinded with magic."

"And is that not what we did?"

"Maybe, but they have so little contact with the human world, and we are constantly in danger, these people have a comfy life, and are against normal humans, or muggles, while we wish we COULD be normal. Our societies are completely different.

"What about new Rome? Camp?"

"Our prison systems are completely different."

"Yeah, Banishing and killing people is much more hygienic."

I'm sorry, that was supposed to be a chapter but then went into the ethics of being a wizard or half-blood. This was not how it was planed, but it was a quick filler chapter that made me think. Sorry that it's been so long. My sibling is listening to a song on repeat and I think I'm going insane. Well, in other news, my dad's girlfriend (they haven't gotten married yet) is pregnant. I'm going to have a half-sibling. Also got my hair died purple before Halloween, but it's gone now. Happy Holidays!