I updated this chapter, I fixed the error of First Person to Third Person with Nico!

Nico is 12

Percy is 16

Takes place in Harry Potter Book 5

All characters and (some) areas go to J.K. Rowling and Rick Riordan


Getting to get 'Nico' to talk was harder than the Order could've imagined.

At first he answered yes or no questions with a head shake, but soon shut down from them and got this bored expression on his face.

"Are you working with the dark lord?" Growled Mad-Eye, this boy was getting on his nerves.

Nico paused.

"I knew it! He's a Deatheater!" Yelled Mad-Eye grabbing the boy by the collar of his Aviators Jacket.

Nico spoke for the first time since the questioning. "I think we're talking about different Dark Lords here." He spoke softly and slowly.

Everyone, except Mad-Eye, gasped. Two dark lords? Who was the second?

Snape decided to intrude. "So who's the second then?" He said sneering.

Nico immediately clammed up, giving the hint he won't talk about him/her.

Mad-Eye got even more annoyed. "Does anyone have Veratiserum?"

"You can't give a twelve-year old boy a truth potion!" Molly Weasley exclaimed.

The two went on bickering until Dumbledore interrupted.

"I believe we can make the decision at a meeting tonight."

Everyone seemed pleased with the answer, except Nico.

"I would rather leave you know." Nico's voice rang out.

Mad-Eye growled at the boy. "Well I don't care."

He turned to Dumbledore. "I'm taking him to a spare room." Then he whispered. "I will enchant the room, don't worry."

Nico seemed to hear it. "Enchant it?" He seemed to mutter something but no one caught it.

Mad-Eye grabbed Nico by the arm leading him up the stairs, while Molly called out "Careful with him! He's just a boy!"


Nico scowled.

Once again, he was underestimated. Being called boy.

Heck, he's around seventy-years old!

'Mad-Eye' opened a door and threw him in. He waved a stick, muttered some things under his breath, then left and closed the door.

Nico heard a lock click.

He thought of what the people were, first. They had sticks, said enchantments, had 'potions'.

Come on, Nico. Remember!

Then it clicked.

They were wizards.

Hopefully they liked Stygian Metal.

Nico made for the door and kicked it. All that did was give him a splitting pain in his foot.

"Γαμώτο, γαμώτο, Βιδώστε το, γαμώτο!" He muttered Greek curses under his breath. (Please don't translate that if your a young reader.)

After his rant of curses he sat on the bed. How was he going to get out? Well, if he got good rest he could shadow-travel.

Since Nico didn't have a 'Plan B', he went with sleeping.

He soon drifted off into a dreamless sleep.


Percy was freaking out.

How was he supposed to know that Nico was going to mess up the shadow-travel process?

Now, he found himself at the beach of Camp Half-Blood.

A thought occurred to Percy.

Where's Nico?

He hurried to the Athena cabin, home of his girlfriend, Annabeth Chase.

He knocked on the door.

A girl around nine with the signature Athena looks opened the door.

"Hello, what do you want?" She said, sounding very stuck up.

"I'm looking for Annabeth Chase, thank you very much." Percy replied.

The door shut and for a while, Percy thought no one was going to come out. Then the door opened again to reveal a beautiful, honey-blonde haired girl with stormy grey eyes. Annabeth.

"Hey, Seaweed Brain. What's up?" She asked.

Percy then told her the story of getting chased by Hellhounds, to getting shadow-traveled here.

When he finished the story, Annabeth looked worried. "He pushes himself too far. We better tell Chiron of this."

Percy nodded, and the couple headed off to the big house. The Big House was a light blue, country-style house with a porch and wind-chimes. This house was home of Mr. D (Dionysus) and Chiron (the centaur).

They reached The Big House and was (were?) greeted by Chiron.

"Hello, children. What brings you here?" He asked with a bright smile on his bearded face. (I believe he has a beard, no?)

Percy, once again, told the story of Nico's whereabouts.

Chiron didn't interrupt once, and nodded his head in understanding. "I believe we do have a great problem, indeed." He then sighed. "Do you have any leads on where Mr. Di Angelo is now?"

Percy shook his head.

Chiron frowned a little.

This was going to be hard.


Nico awoke on a bed in a dull, white room, and thought he was pranked by the Stoll Brothers again.

Then all of the day's memories came crashing back to him.

He groaned.

There was this odd feeling in the air, though.

Nico got up and looked around, feeling like someone was watching him. Then he saw them.

There were a pair of what looked like bright red headed twins. They had freckles dotting their faces and had that mischievous grin that meant they were going to prank you. They looked around sixteen to seventeen.

Nico got into a defensive crouch and instinctively went for his boot or skull ring.

"Who're you?" He asked with a glare.

The twins decided to make a big deal of it.

"He's Fred-"

"-He's George-"

"-And we are-"

"-The Weasley Twins!"

Nico stared at them. What kind of name is Weasley?

Nico just nodded. "Why are you in this room?" He asked, venom now threatening to trickle in his words.

The twins did a little jig like thing (WTF?) and then told him, "Mum called you down for breakfast. We didn't want to wake you, we about thought you were dead."

Nico snorted. Of course he did. He's son of the dead.

The twins left the room and Nico looked around for aviators jacket. It seemed to be gone off of him (This is probably HORRIBLE grammar...) while he slept.

He found the jacket sitting at the end of the bed, and searched the pockets to make sure everything was there.

Nope.

The drachmas were gone and every single knife was gone from it's hiding places.

Stupid wizards.

He put the jacket over his (cough small cough) body and headed out the door. He already knew where the kitchen was, this was a classic UK house, so it's probably in the basement.

He reached wherever the wizards eat at (I honestly don't know where they eat at...any help?) and found them all eating at a table. There was only one open seat.

Nico just stood.

The red-headed 'Molly' smiled at him. "Come sit, (insert nick-name here). While the food is still warm. You're such a small boy, you have to eat more."

Nico groaned while the kids at the table suppressed laughs. This lady reminded her too much of Demeter.

He took a seat beside a red-headed boy and a fluffy-headed brunette.

"Hi, I'm Hermione. What's your name?" The brunette asked.

"Nico." Nico answered shortly.

The brunette seemed to be waiting for the rest of his name, but after a minute of trying, gave up and went back to eating.

Nico only picked at his food. Hades. It might be poisoned, he even heard that they were going to use something call Verat-whatever. It might be painful...

He'd rather go starving.

The table ate in awkward silence. Some black-haired man that reminded him of Hades tried to strike up a conversation a few times. It didn't work.

When the girls started picking up the dishes for washing, Nico hadn't even put a thing on his plate.

Molly looked at Nico worriedly, and he got the feeling to just go back to his room. This woman reminded her of a Mother Hen.

He doesn't like Mother Hens.

Nico made a move to go back upstairs, when a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

He almost went into "Super Ninja Nico Mode", as Percy called it, when he realized it was that brunette, Hermione.

"You want to come upstairs and have me, Ron, and Harry show you around?" She asked.

Nico had no idea who Ron was, but if this "Harry" was Harry Potter, he wouldn't hear the end of him. Hades liked to babble on about him cheating death and some 'Tom Riddle' guy, too.

Nico was about to say no, but this girl wouldn't take 'no' as an answer and pushed him upstairs and had him wait outside a door.

He was about to just go back to his own room when Hermione came back with the red-head he sat next to at breakfast, and a scrawny, black-haired boy with glasses and a lighting scar on his head.

Nico recognized the black-haired one immediately. That was Harry Potter.

The other one must be Ron.

Hermione introduced them. "This is Ron Weasley, you saw Mrs. Weasley at breakfast. And I bet you met all Weasleys except Ginny."

She then continued to Harry. "This, whom you probably heard of, is Harry Potter."

They waited.

What? They want a reaction of him going all FanBoy, or something? News Flash! Harry Potter is most definitely not Nico's freaking king. If he thinks he is, go to Tartarus.

Ron stared at Nico. "Do you know of him? The Harry Potter?"

Nico nodded. "I know of him, but he isn't my 'supreme overlord' or anything."

The threesome stared at Nico in shock.

Sure, Harry wasn't 'Supreme Overlord', but he was the 'Chosen One' and the 'Boy Who Lived'!

Nico nodded to them and said to Hermione. "I think I'll pass on the tour thing. I'm not a people-person."

And with that, he walked away.


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