Nico

The weather in San Francisco was not in Nico Di Angelo's favor. It was warm and sunny. What do you expect? Its the middle of August. The 15-year-old (or 75-year-old, if you want to get specific) let out a silent growl and tugged at his worn out, black aviator jacket. Luckily people weren't staring at the teenager dressed in black head to toe in eighty-nine degree weather. Everyone was gawking at the woman dressed in a long white gown with auburn hair in a princess bun next to him having a psychotic rant about her pet world. It wasn't like her voice was annoying to begin with.

"... And then there is this Tom Riddle guy! He just won't die!" the woman complained.

"Hecate, shut up. I know about this Voldy guy!" Nico said, very annoyed. This wasn't the first he heard of him before. He has heard about Tom Riddle multiple times from his father and how his paperwork is huge. He wasn't the biggest fan on Hecate, well any goddess really, but Hecate stole the bacon on that. Recently, Nico has been assigned a quest to infiltrate a school in Hecate's little wizarding pet world. He wasn't sure when or where he was going, he had to wait for his father to summon him. Nico and Hades never really got along, still even after the Giant War. Nico made up a theory that his father liked girls better. He liked Bianca better and now Hazel is the apple of his eye. Envy bubbled up inside of the Ghost King before Hecate shook him.

"Are you even listening?!" The goddess of magic screeched making people stare more than they were. Nico thought he saw a person getting their phone out hoping they would make a fight.

Nico ignored her questions in response, "You should really try to blend in more. Like, I know it's San Francisco and people can dress pretty fucking weird here but it's the Financial District. You wanna be a bit more out there, go to the Castro." Nico let out a long sigh, impassively walking away from the goddess.

"Oh! Don't you walk away from me mister!" She yelled. Gods, she need to tone it the fuck down, Nico thought as he gritted his teeth and picked up the pace down towards Mission Street. He would rather sit through the Wizard of Oz than talk to her. Before she could get her hands on Nico, the two were transported in to a dark room. Not just any dark room, Hades' Throne Room.

The bronze floors glittered due to the fire that illuminated the floor. The obsidian walls, however, looked darker than black due to the firelight. Nico looked forward where his father sat a few hundred feet on his magnificent throne. From so far away, Nico could still the beautiful jewels shine on the throne shine bright. A velvet, blood-colored red carpet lined the floor from the entrance of his step-mother's garden to his father.

Hecate's freckled hand grabbed Nico's wrist and pulled him forward. Together, the two ran forwards to the God of the Underworld. Hecate stopped abruptly causing Nico to lunge forward slightly before adjusting himself next to the goddess. He then knelt to the ground to wait to be spoken to. Nico knelt as he was very professional towards his father in these situations while Hecate smiled and waved like a 5-year-old at the God of the Underworld.

Hades rolled his eyes at the minor goddess and set his eyes to his only living son. Nico rose. "I expect Lady Hecate has told you about her world?" Hades voice boomed in the dark hall. His deep, dark eyes stared into his son's identical ones.

"Yes. Around 1,000 years ago she made a world full of people with magic powers due to her blessing, they use sticks and brooms. Yada, Yada, Yada, blah, blah, blah. And then something about this Harry Potter guy and everything got out of hand." Nico sounded even more disinterested than usual. He turned towards the window and admired the beauty of Persephone's Garden. It was the only place in all of the underworld that he was unable to go.

And oh, how he wanted to so badly.

"Not just any Harry Potter guy! He is the Boy Who Lived!" Hecate said sounding appalled, hand grasping her chest and everything. "He is, like, the Wizarding World's Justin Bieber! The Boy Who Lived!" She grabbed onto his shoulders and shook him slightly.

"That's not a very special name, everyone lives at one point. For all I know, you could be talking about Leo. Is there a Boy Who Died or something?" Nico joked. The goddess released him from her grasp and stepped closer instead.

"You know what, di Angelo? You know what?" Hecate balled her hands into small fists.

"Oh please elaborate on your whats please! I doubt you really have anything that will take effect on me." Sarcasm spilled out of his mouth. Before anything could get further, Hades butted between them.

"Enough!" Hades yelled, trying to calm the pair. He ran his hand through his grasy black hair whist some rings on his bony fingers got caught in the matted locks. "So, back on track you two... Nico, uou will need to infiltrate a school called Howgarts, Hecate should have told you about it. There you will pose as a student and gather information about how to kill Tom Riddle and his horcrouxes. Remember, you can't kill him or them, you aren't apart of the prophecy. Merely a pawn to help get the ball rolling. No one knows you are a demigod besides their headmaster and one of the teachers, Albus Pircivil Wilfrick Brian Dumbledore, a son on Athena, and Severus Snape is was apart of the wizarding community also one of the only people who knows about Hecate."

Nico nodded understandingly, but on the inside he was on the floor laughing his butt off. Hogwarts?! Who names their school Hogwarts? Do they have a sister school named PigFarts?, Nico thought. Nico shifted side to side, fixing his sock inside his boot.

"Good." Hades eyed Nico, "You leave tomorrow. I have arranged you to live with Dumbledore's rebellion-"

"The Order of the Phoenix." Hecate butted in. Hades rolled his eyes once again.

"Yes, whatever. Nico, you will be staying with the Order until school starts and will also watch Harry Potter's hearing. You got it?"

Still trying not to laugh about Pigfarts, Nico gave a curt nod of commitment. Nico was never one to disobey his father.

"Good. You may go now. This paperwork won't do itself." Hades groaned, "People need to stop dying less. I'm still backed from the war."

"You have no control of that." Hecate jeered. "Take it up with your buddy, Thanatos."

Hades chucked, "The less I deal with that diva, the better." He looked at his son, "Your free to leave, son."

"Thank you." Nico turned on his heel to walk away, trying to get as close to the garden before it started look even farther than when he begun in hopes that, maybe this time, he'd be allowed to make it there.

"Okay! I will pick you up at camp!" Hecate clapped. "I will pick you up at 10!"

Nico groaned and stopped walking. There's no point anymore. That was too early for Nico, he liked sleeping in until lunch time. He was going to be a wreck tomorrow.

Well... I posted this story like two years ago but since then I had lost interest in it... Recently I regained interest in the story when I found this and the other chapters in my old docs so I'm gonna try this again :) This chapter is shorter but the chapers later will be longer as the story progresses. Feedback is much appreciated so I hope you guys bare with me on this journey into the blackhole that is Fanfiction! Thanks!

Ava