Nico was exhausted. Ever since the day he semi-threatened Malfoy, the Slytherin was unstoppable. His schemes seemed to never end. From, tossing his books out the window, to almost burning his wand. Nico was ready to bash the blonde into the ground and dig his grave right then and there. Nico's head dug into his arms, as he sat in DADA. "Are you alright, Nico?" Harry asked, naturally sliding into his seat beside Nico. "Just fine." He muttered, huffing into his sleeve.

Just then Professor snape strolled in with his usual solemn expression, the students started whispering to each other. "What do you think happened?" Harry whispered to Nico. "Do you want an honest reply or do you just want me to fuel the level of noise in this room?"

"Honest opinion, of course,"

"Oh good, cause I was gonna say that I don't give a single shit about that toad." Nico said with the fakest smile and went back to moping on his sleeve. Harry frowned, but then again, He didn't like Umbridge either. So he just shrugged and faced the front of the class when Professor Snape started the class.

Nico, still exhausted, still irritated, and still had his head on the table, was caught off guard when a human sized closet was placed in front of the room. It was made of molded mirrors and looked ancient with delicate designs of gold framing. "wha..." Nico stumbled when the desks and chairs disappeared, if it weren't for Harry, he would have face planted onto the floor. "Ah... Thanks, Harry," Nico said brushing himself off, "No problem."

"What is that?" Nico asked standing next to Harry, along with Ron and Hermione and some other students of their class. "A Boggart," Harry informed, "it takes a form of your worst fear." Fear? Nico went brittle. "To repel it, Nico, is to say, 'riddikulus'."


When it was Nico's turn, he had slowly stepped up to the closet. Draco observed him closely, as the boggart started to react.

It was a man, He looked similar to nico, with pale skin, high cheek bones, hallow eyes but much older and... colder. Harry shivered at the mysterious man's cold gaze, while Nico just stood there, upsettingly quiet. "Father- I mean- My lord," Nico greeted stiffly as he went on his knees. Hermione narrowed her eyes at Nico, 'Father?!' He knows that isn't his real father... right?

"Why are you still here?" The man said furiously, despite his calm and stern expression. "You should be dead."

Nico's eyes glazed over, "My Deepest apologies, my lord."

"Yes, you should be. So then let's make it happen," The boggart, approached Nico's kneeling position. Nico shuffled with something at his side, smirking softly enough for those who had paid close attention. The boggart seized him, pulling Nico up by the throat and strangling him in the air. Nico's breathing had ceased, but his smirk fully visible. He cackled breathlessly at the boggart who looked determined to kill Nico. While this was happening many of his classmates started panicking, but they did nothing to help. Professor Snape watched him closely. "You think you can kill me boggart? You damned creature, that's 'Riddikulus!'" Nico held his wand at the man's chest, smirking. The boggart screeched and retreated back into the closet, dropping Nico, who was breathing heavily.


"That was crazy! Nico, what were you thinking- no- What was Professor Snape thinking?! He-"

"It's fine Ron, you don't need to make a fuss about it. Besides it's already been done." Nico said blatantly, as they walked through the halls. Harry was staring at Nico curiously,"Hey Nico... um how should I say this..."

"What is it?"

"Your fear..." Harry mentioned hesitantly, not wanting to upset Nico.

"Yes, Harry that was my father and he's not like that... anymore, that is." Harry nodded not digging any deeper. Hermione just narrowed her eyes giving nico a calculating stare, which very much reminded Nico of a certain daughter of Athena. Muggle, Huh.

The four, well almost four, wizards walked down to their next classes in silence. Nico felt a new kind of uncomfortable, and he was fidgeting with his dark sleeves. he wasn't sure if he like the idea of every one of his classmates knowing about his fear, well fears, thank god he had said the charm when the boggart had first confronted him.

Me and my fears.


Nico's next class was Care of Magical Creatures, he felt a bit more comfortable in this class more than all his other classes.

It was because in this class, there were many species that he identified from Greek Mythology. He felt relieved, that there were at least somethings he knew.

Another plus was that Luna was in his class, he was happy that someone like Luna existed. She may be a bit weird, but Nico found it endearing somehow. He smiled when he saw her sitting by the tree, with Neville, who was also in his class. When she saw him approach them she grinned and patted a space next to her. " Hey Luna," Nico greeted plopping himself beside her.

"Hello, Nico."

And just like that, everything around him felt okay again.