Teehee. Sorry for not updating. This chapter is a bit short, but it kind of leads to the next chapter. Soooo...Yeah. Guys! Don't feel afraid to PM me and tell me to get my lazy butt off Wattpad/Fanfiction, and start writing!
Disclaimer: This young child does not own PJO or HP. Nope. Not at all.
HARRY POV
I blinked open my eyes, and let out a yawn. I was very exhausted from working so late into the night, but I had to get ready for the OWLs.
But something was off. Shuddering sobs had filled in the silence of the early morning. The source of it was collectively gasping for air, as if a single wrong breath would cause their demise. But when the person started to whisper words of dread, I knew who it was making the noises.
"No...Spare...Death...Never take me down...Don't..." Nico said, as I strained to hear his words. And then he went silent. Irregularly silent, as if he was dead, and in that moment, I couldn't help but worry that he could've died before. But it seemed that he was having a really irregular dream.
I was still looking at him, when out of nowhere, a sword sprang into Nico's hands. A cold sense of dread spread through my body, as I saw the long, black blade suck in shadows. Where had he gotten it from? And why was it in his hand?
Nico fell off the bed, and together, the sword and him were the ultimate shadow structure.
His head quickly snapped up, and his eyes grew wide as he quickly made his sword...Disappear?
He muttered a few words in something that didn't sound English, and I could tell that whatever he said, he hadn't bothered to sensor himself. "Err. Good morning Nico." I chuckled. Just what kind of survival instinct told me to make myself noticeable. But there was no going back. Nico's eyes narrowed at me, and his eyes lost any emotion that they had. Clearly his nightmares meant a lot to him. Couldn't help but wonder about what he had dreamt about.
"Good afternoon, Professor Trelawney," Professor Umbridge smiled, though it looked more triumphant than kind, "You received my note, I trust? Giving the time and date of your inspection." My head snapped up, much like the rest of the class had already done.
Professor Trelawney looked slightly unnerved, as Professor Umbridge had settled in a seat nearby her, but she started to tell us to do something. "We shall continue our study of prophetic dreams today. Divide into pairs, and interpret each other's latest night-time visions with the aid of the Oracle."
I curiously looked at Nico, who looked as though he had paled, but it could've been a trick of the light. Whatever he had dreamt about had certainly not been able to derail his calm demeanor. He walked over to Neville, and I started to wonder why, not that anything was wrong with Neville. Me and Ron were currently making up a dream for myself, when I looked back at Nico who had seemed to stutter as he told Trelawney his dream. Normally, he was a great liar, I had this burning instinct, but something seemed to be in his way this certain situation.
Umbridge started to inquire the Divination teacher on her qualifications, and a bit of amusement lit up in Nico's eyes as Trelawney said something about her Second Sight skipping three generations. The day passed by with many events, but I could only focus on a few things. One, I had yet another week of detention with Umbridge. Two, Nico was starting to seem highly unusual, and likely untrustable. And three, I was most likely going to be the one to teach a small group of students Defense Against Dark Arts.
NICO POV
I walked next to Cody as he tried to guess why I was being so moody. But he would never figure it out. He'd probably never had heard of that hell hole, much less experienced the horrors of it. I winced as I thought about how I only got out because of being captured! and started to worry about Percy and Annabeth.
Cody waved at the air in front of me, "Oi, SeƱor Gloomy Pants. Earth welcomes you." I frantically looked side to side, before finally relaxing. No harm. No danger. Safe.
He continued to talk, but I just zoned out. But a curious little fact flew past my ears. "So anyway, Hermione is inviting a group of people to the Hog's Head to learn Defense Against Dark Arts on our trip to Hogsmeade. Wanna come?" he spoke.
What the Hades was Hogsmeade? Cody looked at me curiously, and I covered my mouth after I realized I spoke out loud. Cody started to answer my question, "I forgot you weren't from around here...It's like a local town older students get to visit every once in a while."
Before I knew it, I had already said yes.
I don't think I'm very good at portraying Nico but I try my hardest.
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