Nico Di Angelo goes to Hogwarts :)

Talking helps

I could hear voices whispering around me as I came back to my senses. I didn't open my eyes yet, I didn't want to face everyone, as I remembered what I had done the previous night.

"he could have killed-" someone was saying

"I think fudge said something about Bianca." Another said, in my defence. I opened my eyes extremely fast and I had to blink several times, before I could see my surroundings clearly. I was lying on a bed in the infirmary. I mean hospital wing. I sat up straight against the pillows and saw, Percy and Jason in to deep a conversation to notice I was awake, and Draco, Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle at the foot of the bed deep in thought occasionally chipping in in the conversation. I ran a hand through my messy hair, and the slight movement was enough to get everyone's attention on me. Immediately I was being crushed by 6 heavy bodies. I tensed under the touch, and they all let go.

"you're awake!" Draco yelled relieved

"we thought Percy might've hit you a little too hard." Jason said slumping back into his chair. Percy looked sheepish at this. "it was the only way to stop the, you know, skeletons and stuff. You wouldn't listen to me." It was my turn to look guilty.

"yeah, I guess I was a bit angry. But it would take more than a hit on the head to kill me Jase, you should know that. How long was I out?" I was in the least prepared for the answer Blaise gave. "3 days."

"3 DAYS!?" I shouted my voice hoarse.

"3 days." Draco confirmed. "Percy and Jason never left your side though, they decided to stay for a while extra, until you woke up. Even at night. Madam Promfrey was having a fit."

I nearly laughed at that. Key word: nearly. Then the events that caused me to be unconscious came flooding back.

"is Fudge-" but I never got to finish my question because Madam Promfrey rushed over and fussed about me.

"good, you're awake. About time to." She did one final check-up over me, gave me some chocolate, and at my insistence let me go. We got to the common room in silence and once we were seated in front of the fire, I decided to finish my question.

"so, is fudge ok? Did I hurt him?"

"no, he's fine. We managed to get him out after the shadows released him. they used the mist to cover it up, so he doesn't remember anything, so you have no punishment." Draco explained. Part of me glad I hadn't hurt fudge, but the other part was seething with anger that I hadn't ripped him limb from limb for talking about my sister. I wasn't sure whether to be angry or grateful to Percy and Jason. If they hadn't stopped me, I probably would've succeeded, and the minster would be dead. My emotion must've shown on my face for once because Percy knelt next to me putting his arm around my shoulder, "it's not your fault, Nico."

I shrugged him off, "yes, it is. If you two hadn't stopped me-" I steadied my breathing. "he just- I lost control. He kept going on about Bianca, and how I basically killed her and how I replaced her with Hazel. And my blood line, hades, Voldemort-" I stopped abruptly, words betraying me. Everyone looked taken aback, and I clenched my jaw as Blaise asked, "Voldemort? You're related to him?"

"it's none of your business Blaise." I said staring determinedly at the ceiling.

"Nico, you can tell us." Draco said leaning forward on his chair.

"come on Nico. you can't keep things to yourself forever. you keep drowning yourself in secrets until you can't breathe anymore. Just trust us." Percy said, but that was exactly the wrong thing. Trust. I don't trust anyone. Not since Bianca.

"I already told you. It's none of your business." I snapped, walking towards the door. I wrenched it open ignoring their useless stuttering. I walked towards the dungeons and shut myself in. Snape was in his office on the second floor giving detention today, so I knew he wouldn't be here. I slumped in a chair at the back of the dark classroom and sat in silence, brooding over my unfortunate life. Hades for a dad, Kronos as a grandad, Gaia as a great-great grandmother, and now some Peverell dudes and Voldemort. Great. Another evil grandfather. Sometimes I wonder what I did wrong to deserve a life like this. Why did the fates hate me so much? is this just entertainment for them or something. Because it sure as hell isn't fun for me. I sat alone for around ten minutes, before the dungeon doors swung open.