Nico's POV

I don't know what everyone else was doing, but I was in Cabin 13. In my bed. Sleeping. I also don't know why everybody's nOTP seems to be Nico and Sleep, because whenever we get together we're always disturbed.

Like today. I was sleeping and dreaming about a perfect world, one where Bianca and my mother were alive, one where no wars had happened, one where Percy, Annabeth and I never fell into Tartarus. It was a good dream. But it had to be disturbed by that shithead Leo. I still have to kill him for that, come to think of it. Anyway, the way I heard it, he took the largest hammer he owned and started banging the door of the Hades Cabin with it, shouting over the noise," NICO DI ANGELO! CHIRON WANTS YOUR ASS IN THE BIG HOUSE NOW!" I obliged, however disgruntled I was, wrapping twenty blankets around myself on the way there.

When I got to the Big House, several other demigods were there. Let me give you a list:
Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Jason Grace, Frank Zhang, Hazel Levesque, Leo Valdez (I almost strangled him on the spot), Calypso, Reyna Ramirez-Arellano, Will Solace, Lou Ellen Blackstone, Thalia Grace, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Grover Underwood, Travis Stoll, Connor Stoll, Katie Gardner, Clarisse la Rue, and Chris Rodriguez. I took a seat in between Hazel and Reyna, wrapped the blankets tighter around myself, and listened to was Chiron was rambling on about.

"I suppose you are wondering why you're here. By order of the gods, you all are being sent on a quest." There were many collective groans. Percy actually got up, walked out, and yelled at the sky, "FUCK YOU, ZEUS!" Then walked back in as if nothing had happened. "Pietro Jordan, are we done?" Mr D drawled, bored. Percy just huffed.

"As I was saying, you are all being sent on a quest. You are going to be sent to a wizarding school in England, called Hogwarts. There is a war brewing there and there will be tremendous manslaughter if they do not get proper aid. From what I've heard, they are entering a war a thousand times worse than the one we demigods have very recently come out of. The people you will be helping are distant descendants of Hecate who call themselves wizards. Lou Ellen, being a daughter of Hecate herself, will be useful on this quest." Everyone looked at her and she flushed slightly. "There is a boy called Harry Potter. He has twice escaped death and is quite famous for that feat. Meet him. Befriend him. Form allies and teach them. Learn from them yourselves. You will leave tomorrow morning."

"Wait- so we're going to England to help the wizards in a war? After we just got our own asses out of one?" Annabeth stood up indignantly.

Chiron blanched slightly. "Partly. But actually, you are going to Hogwarts to capture a soul for Thanatos. This person has avoided death many times. That's where Mister di Angelo and Miss Levesque come in."

My head snapped up when I heard my name, and Hazel leaned forward a little.

"So we have to get Harry Potter for Thanatos?" I yawned a little. "Not so difficult."

Chiron shook his head. "He is destined to die. Harry Potter is not the one who you are going to retrieve. There is a professor who resides at Hogwarts. She is a legacy of Athena, and goes by Minerva McGonagall. She is, as you young ones say, extremely badass."

"We're going to get an old woman for Thanatos?" I wrinkled my nose.

"My boy, this is not any mere old woman!" Chiron looked very intently at me. "This woman has made Death himself turn and flee with a simply short-lived glare! Death has gone to retrieve her soul quite a few times. She was hit by the Stunning Spell four times to the chest while rushing to defend Hogwarts' gamekeeper, a friendly half-giant, from his forceful eviction. A woman, Dolores Umbridge, was attempting to capture him and remove him from Hogwarts simply because he was half-giant, not fully human and not of pure wizarding bloodline. They bound him like an animal, demigods, with ropes around his arms and ankles."

Maybe that made Chiron to downcast because he was a centaur. They weren't the calmest, sanest creatures, to say the least, and often got a bad rep a freaky monsters. I could relate.

"Note that Stunning Spells are, mind you, so powerful it only takes about six to knock out a dragon the size of a small hill."

Chiron paused, perhaps to let us soak that in.

"They attacked her." he continued sadly. "Before she even had the chance to draw her wand in defense. She was supposed to die. They moved her to the wizarding hospital for special treatment. When Thanatos appeared to claim her soul, she firmly turned him away. Politely at first, and then, upon further insisting from Thanatos, with more colourful language, to say the least. She claimed she could not leave the students of Hogwarts without protection from 'that toad, Umbridge', and with the war brewing she was not about to abandon her home and family. As you see…" Chiron allowed himself a small smile. "Family runs much deeper than blood. The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb. She defied Death in order to stand by her family. All well and good, but the gods have decreed that after the war is over, her soul must be sent to the Underworld."

All of us were silent. And we thought our world was fucked up!

"All that is left to say, demigods, is a simple question. Do you accept this quest?"

"I accept this quest." I said quietly, staring at my lap. Even as I said though words, however, I knew I would never be able to send this selfless woman to the Underworld.

"I accept as well." Hazel whispered from next to me.

"As do I." Reyna spoke up. More and more people accepted until none remained.

"That is all, demigods. You may go start packing."

I trudged back to my cabin and found a shiny black suitcase waiting on my bed. There was a note pinned to it.

Nico,

I know of the quest you are being sent on. I sincerely did not want to see you nor your sister go, but the other gods overpowered my opinion for my children to have peace after the War (as usual). I do not know what will happen in your future but can only warn you that some people may try to sway your loyalties. They will make incredible offers that many have fallen for. Do not let your loyalties be swayed. Befriend the unfriendly, my son. Doing so may change the fate of the world. Remember what I have told you not too long ago: Some deaths cannot, or should not, be prevented. Be safe. Look out for Hazel. I look forward to seeing you both when you return. So does Persephone, though she will not admit it.

Your father,

Hades.

Well. That was creepy, and I know creepy. I folded the note and stuck it in my pocket. Then I grabbed random articles of clothing and tossed them into the suitcase, along with tons of junk food that would give Will a heart attack at the sight of. When I had 'packed' sufficiently, I pulled a box out from under my bed that had the words, look when sad, scrawled across the top in black Sharpie. I placed it inside, shut the suitcase, then fell back asleep.

This time it actually went quite well, but I was woken up by another voice yelling through the door. "Hey, Death Breath!" Dammit. Solace. "Time to go!"

I tried to ignore him, but at one point the noise became too much. I rolled out of bed, tugged on sweats and a t-shirt, grabbed my suitcase and opened the door. Will Solace was standing behind it, practically glowing with anticipation. I hissed. "The light, the light!"

He rolled his eyes. "Come on, Death Boy. Hurry!."

"Fuck." I muttered, dragging my suitcase behind me.

When we met up with everyone else, Clarisse dropped the bomb.

"So how're we getting there? We can't take pegasi, because there are too many of us and they can't also carry the luggage. Are the wizards coming to get us?"

Chiron shook his head. "The borders of the camp would not let them in. I was actually considering, if Mister di Angelo was willing…" He gestured vaguely.

I think Will realized what he was insinuating before I did. "Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Hell no! You can't expect him to shadow-travel all twenty of us across the Atlantic! It could kill him! I am not standing for this! I just barely managed to bring him back from the brink! After that stunt he pulled, risking his life to shadow-travel the Athena Parthenos halfway across the world? I will not risk him fading into the shadows again, do you hear me? I will not! Your stupid quest doesn't matter more than the life of yet another one of our demigods!" His fists were clenched and he looked angrier than I'd ever seen him.

"Will, I understand your concern. Believe me, I contemplated it and all the possible risks. He has been resting, and he hasn't travelled lately. He is strong enough to attempt this. However, the final decision lies with Mister di Angelo himself. Nico, what will it be?" Chiron turned his gaze to me.

I felt Will's pleading eyes upon mine, begging me to say no. I swallowed hard and ripped my gaze away from his own. "I will." I moistened my lips.

"Alright, the matter is settled then." Chiron ignored Will's sputters of protest and told us all to join hands in a circle, our luggage between our knees.

I found Hazel holding my left hand and Reyna holding my right. Will stayed far away from me, his angry glare burning me.

"Alright, guys. Here we go." I whispered.

I could feel myself fading rapidly and heard the surprised yelps of the others. The sensation of travel was unfamiliar for a moment, but not uncomfortable.

We rematerialized in front of a group of redheaded wizards, a brunette girl, and a boy that looked strikingly similar to Percy. Our luggage was scattered across the pavement. I noticed my black one several feet away.

I could feel my knees beginning to buckle slightly from the travel. I managed to stay standing, but my resolve crumbled as Mini-Percy came to introduce himself and shake our hands.

The death waves rolling off of him were enough to send me to my knees, crying out in pain. With the combined exhaust from shadow-travelling, I quickly found that it was a burden to keep my eyes open. So I let them slide closed, blocking out the shouts of, "Who the fuck has my fucking godsdamned medical bag!" and "Goodness me, what's happened to the poor boy?" and perhaps the most bizarre of them all, "Why the bloody hell are you feeding a fainting boy lemon bars?!"

Hello, all! I was writing a drabble for a HP/PJO crossover cause I got bored. Anyway, I got effing sick of people saying crap about them going to Hogwarts to aid with the war. Nah, they'd be going to Hogwarts because Professor Minerva McBadass McGonagall defied Death in order to defend her school. That's just how I see it.

Anyway, for now, this will remain a one shot since I already have Little Soldier, Dolce Bambina, and Avenge Her to work on. When I'm done with those, I'll continue this if requested enough. If I have some spare time, I might post a chapter now and then, but I can't make any promises. Hope you all like this :) Happy reading!