A/N hi, I hope you enjoy this new HP and PJO fic :)

Chapter 1

Nico POV

It was just an ordinary day - well ordinary for me, that is. I was training with some of the dead in the courtyard if my fathers palace in the underworld, today I was practising swordplay with some Saxon Housecarls by the looks of their axes and language. I dodged this way and that, trying not to get cleaved in two by their monstrous axes, not a good look for this new mission my father planned to brief me on this afternoon. I dived an attack from one and shoved my Stygian Iron sword into the ribcage of the Hastings veteran.

I repeated a similar process with the others, knocking them flat on what was left of their backs. Having finished with them, I dismissed them back to wherever they had been sentenced to spend eternity.

I returned back to my tower bedroom to change out of my armour and into more suitable clothing for my new mission. When I got to my room I found a set of pretty old fashioned black robes sat on my bed with a piece of what looked like parchment pinned to the top of them. I walked toward them to get a closer look, they consisted of: a black mix of a frock and tail coat, a leathery jacket that was labelled as 'finest dragon skin', a casual shirt and some skinny jeans style trousers. Confused, I picked up the note, which read

I require that you were these wizards robes when you come to get your latest task from me this afternoon along with anything you wish to take with you as you will not get a chance to return for it until July - your father, Lord Hades of the Underworld.

As usual, he didn't tell me what said task would be until I was in his throne room. The clothes did intrigue me, though, perhaps I would have to blend in somewhere, maybe I would even get a quiet year - not getting too hopeful, though.

putting my queries temporarily aside, I took a shower and started changing into the robes; wherever I was going, the people had a strange fashion sense that, I have to admit, wasn't too bad. I eyed myself in the full length mirror that stood beside the door to my ensuite bathroom, the robes were a good fit and didn't look too bad.

With time to spare before my meeting in the throne room, I sat on my bed and unplugged my monster-tracking-proof iPhone, which was now fully charged. I unlocked it to find a shit tonne of messages from Connor and Travis telling me to get my arse to camp for some kind of prank on some new kid; well it was too late for that now. I dragged some earphones from my bedside table, plugged them into my phone and put some My Chemical Romance on while a packed.

I opened my eyes and looked at the time, it was almost time to go and see my loving father. I pocketed my phone, picked up my bag and descended the tower to the throne room. It takes up to five minutes to get from my room to the throne room, so I was in ample time and the room was empty - I took the opportunity to take a closer look at some of the... Decorations.

Not too soon, my father walked in with a young looking woman with auburn hair and a dark haired boy of my age, both dressed in similar robes to myself.

"ah, Nico, may I present to you Lady Hecate, goddess of magic and her son - also my descendant - Edwin Campbell", announced my father

"nice to meet you" I replied

"now!" Said Hecate, "to business, I need two young demigods, like yourselves, to spend the year as 'exchange students' at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I feel that we need to confirm our position with the wizarding world and I wish to determine that by sending two powerful half-bloods to spend a year there"

my mind was racing with a million questions, "wait, magic, witches, wizards - they exist?" I blurted out

"yes, they wear robes like the ones you are wearing now, I created them through my son Merlin one thousand years ago and since then they have started schools such as Hogwarts to teach the art - although, unlike my children, they must channel their magic through a wand and have forgotten the gods.

"I know you will be full of questions, Nico, so I have taken the liberty of preparing some notes that are in your case that will meet you at kings cross station in London for you to catch your train to Hogwarts tomorrow at 11:00AM exactly on the 1st September. Until then, farewell young demigods". The goddess left the room, leaving me alone and in silence with father and Edwin.

"You will spend the night at the Leaky Cauldron, the inn, there you will read what Hecate has provided you, Explaining your cover story, should anyone ask and a history of magic in Britain. Nico, I trust you can shadow travel to London with Edwin", my father didn't wait for a reply, just turned and walked out.

I was now alone with Edwin, he offered a hand, "Edwin Campbell, I suppose we'll be spending some time together during the next year", his British accent surprised me, but I shook his hand

"Nico DiAngelo, I suppose we will. You're British?"

"yes, my descent from Hades comes from when Camp was in England, but I'm the first demigod since"

"at least I have someone who knows Britain to rely on, shall we" I offered my arm, which he took, and I stepped into the shadows, thinking of this Leaky Cauldron place and London.

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