Hello! This is a great ship. I WILL GO DOWN WITH THIS SHIP. If this ship became canon in the next 'official crossover', Scorose be damned, I'll be able to say "I shipped Nicomione before it was cool!". I hope you like this story.

Disclaimer: Own, I do not.

Hermione Granger scanned King's Cross Station for anything that could be the entrance to a magical, secret platform. She saw none, and it was nearing 11:00. The train would be leaving in just 5 minutes. Her parents looked just as stumped as she was, and Hermione was beginning to lose hope. A dozen what-ifs ran a marathon through her head, like, What if I can't find the platform? That's when a boy was hurried into the station by a man who could only be his father. They both had pitch black hair and even darker eyes, along with silver-veined black clothes. All this stood out mockingly from their deathly pale skin. The boy was pushing a trolley with a silver-lined black trunk with silver fastenings, and silver-etched initials.

N.T. di Angelo

The boy looked to be about 2 years older than Hermione, but what made her heart leap was the fact that, in a silver cage on top of the trunk, was a midnight-black owl. This boy was a wizard. Hermione hurried over to him, and almost squeaked in fear when the man looked her in the eyes.

"Excuse me, but might you be able to tell me how to get onto Platform nine and three-quarters? Please?" Hermione asked, remembering her manners at the end of her question.

The boy smiled, and took in Hermione's appearance. "Yes, I can. Just follow me" the boy smiled still, almost menacingly. So Hermione followed as the boy said goodbye to his father, then walked over to the barrier between platforms 9 and 10.

"Now, just walk through the wall, it won't hurt, but if you're scared, best to go at a bit of a run." the boy said. Hermione blinked in surprise. Run at the wall? Was this boy mad? But then he ran at the wall, and as Hermione's parents were about to shout, he disappeared, vanished into thin air. So Hermione, being nobody's fool, ran after him, and Hermione's mother almost screamed. But after a second of darkness, Hermione exited to a new platform with a sign reading

9 3/4

The boy was waiting for her. He grinned at her, this time almost friendly. He beckoned her to follow. He raced over the cobbled platform to a scarlet train that proclaimed

HOGWARTS EXPRESS

Hermione's parents appeared through the barrier and scurried to Hermione as the boy beckoned her to get to the train. Hermione promised to write, and got kissed and hugged into oblivion. Eventually she boarded the train and sat down in an empty compartment. They put their trunks up and looked at each other in a pregnant silence.

"Sorry, but I never caught your name" she finally worked up the courage to ask. He smiled that creepy-as-all-getout smile as he answered

"My name is Nico di Angelo. What's yours?" he seemed to have a British accent, but it was slightly marred by three others, American and Italian were prominent, but Hermione didn't know the last one.

"Hermione Granger. Thank you for guiding me to the train. I would've missed it had you not"

"It was of no inconvenience to me, but why didn't Professor McGonagall explain how to get onto the platform?" Nico had good questions.

"She said she detected a magical signature from one of my parents, so it wasn't a problem. She left before Mother could say otherwise"

"Okay: what do you know already of Hogwarts?"

"That there are four houses, and that Hogwarts is a castle, and that-" Hermione was interrupted.

"Alright, the houses four are Gryffindor, for the brave; Hufflepuff, for the loyal; Ravenclaw, for the wise; and Slytherin, for the cunning. I, myself, am in Ravenclaw. I am at the top of my year and have been since day one" Nico sounded very proud of himself. "No-one has ever come close to getting above me. I do all the extra credit and then I help out the teachers in my time not spent working." Nico's tone suggested Call me a suck-up, I dare you. Hermione decided that she didn't dare.

They talked about stuff like school and friends, but they left out family, because Nico tended to flinch when it was brought up. But Nico decided to venture into the safe zone of cousins. Nico had many cousins, Katie, Percy, Thalia, Jason, Miranda, Tyson, and many others. He had many nieces and nephews, like Trix, Leo, Nyssa, Piper, Frank, Drew, Lacy, Harley, Connor, Travis, Pollux, Will, Clarrise, Chris, Annabeth, Malcolm, and so many others he had barely the time to remember all their names. But Percy was dating Trix, who was quite technically Percy's niece, and Travis was dating Katie, who was his aunt, Connor was dating his somewhere-in-there step/half/something sister, Lou-Ellen, and Jason was dating his own unspecified-but-maybe-niece Piper, Clarrise and Chris' fathers were half-brothers, but they didn't seem to mind, Frank was dating Nico's half-sister Hazel(he flinched at 'sister') who's father was Frank's father's uncle. Eventually, Nico said this.

"Let's just leave it at 'I have a messed up family'"

Hermione didn't ask about family again.

"Say, Nico, where are you from?" She queried.

"I'm actually from Italy, but I have deep roots in Greece" so that's what the third accent was, "but I was raised in America before coming here about two years ago to study magic. I go back to visit over the summer, but i mostly spend it with my father. He likes the company, because my stepmother leaves to spend time with her mother in spring and summer. I barely have to see her anymore, and I like it. I spend my breaks either at my cousin's house in Manhattan, or at school. I hate my stepmother and the feeling in mutual. She tells me so all the time." Nico's stepmother sounded like a horrible woman. A knock came on the door. It opened to show a platinum blonde boy with grey eyes. He smiled when he saw Nico.

"Nico! It's good to see you again! You've been coming for two years already?" the boy asked.

"Draco, I haven't seen you since... well, in a while. How have you been?"

"Good, you? How's your father?"

"My father is doing well, irritated as usual, though."

"You might want to change into your robes. What house are you in, Nico?"

"He's in Ravenclaw, the house of the wise" Hermione interrupted. The boy, Draco, then noticed her.

"What's your name then, and what house do you want to be in?" Draco asked.

"Hermione Granger, and I hope to be in Ravenclaw"

"Draco Malfoy, same. I'm trying to help a boy find his toad. You come help too, after changing into your robes" He shook Hermione's proffered hand.

This was the start of a beautiful friendship of the three demigods, though one didn't yet know what she was.

Okay, I hope you liked it! I should probably be working onWLHTRTWHL, but I don't feel like it at the moment. Vote at the poll on my profile for my next story! Once I get, say, 15 reviews, you'll get the next chapter, 'mkay?

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