Okay, I feel the need to explain something to you. I may have said some offensive things in this fic, but I want you all to know that that is not how I think. I just presume that Harry is shallow and close-minded, so I think this is how Harry would think. I hope none of you felt offended. In this chapter also, I don't believe these stereotypes, just think Harry would.

Well, enjoy the next chapter. It's relatively short, but you will survive.

"What're we looking at?" Ron asked Cho Chang.

Probably half of the school was standing outside, either still on the Grand stairs or just in front of it, looking at something outside. Okay, most likely not half of the school, but still a lot of people. Harry stood on the tip of his toes, but he couldn't see over the crowd. Harry knew that he wasn't tall, but it would have been nice to be able to see over people when he stood on his toes. Even Cho was taller than him, and she was Asian, weren't they supposed to be the small ones. The girl didn't look up. She just pointed towards where the lake was.

"Those two boys are sword fighting."

"Lemme see." Ron elbowed his way through the crowd, and Harry followed close behind.

"Merlin's beard," Ron muttered once they were at the front of the mass.

Merlin's beard indeed. Percy and Nico were actually sword fighting with each other. Harry knew Percy was a swordsman, but Nico was one too. What, a, coincidence. The two boys were slashing and hacking at each other, and the clangs of metal against metal could be heard on the steps. Mutters from the students reached Harry's ears.

"They're so good."

"Where did they learn that?"

"I heard Percy was the best swordsman in 300 years."

"Well, I can see that."

Percy did some move that Nico hadn't seen coming, and the younger boy was forced to the ground, his sword a meter away. If only Harry was that good when he was fighting the basilisk a few years back. He only survived that fight because Felix had been there. He barely managed to raise the sword, so heavy was it. And here an injured Nico was, just swinging the weapon around like he did it all the time. Percy dropped his sword and held out his hand for Nico to take. Nico however, grabbed Percy's arm and pulled him down. He rolled them over and straddled Percy. He quickly grabbed Percy's sword, which was closest to them and pointed it at Percy's throat. They stared at each other for a moment. Percy said something to Nico, and he gave the sword to Percy. Why would he do that. Nico had obviously won the fight, right.

"Did Nico just surrender?"

"What did he give up the sword for?"

Percy pointed the sword at Nico's throat. Nico held up his hands and stood up. Percy stood up too. The boys talked for a while. Too bad they couldn't hear it. Nico suddenly went and stood real close to Percy and kissed him.

"Awh, they are so cute."

"Cute? That's gross!"

"You're gross!"

"Okay, what is going on!" a voice called out over the murmurs. Professor McGonagall had arrived. Luckily it wasn't Snape, but Hagrid or Flitwick had been better.

"Nico and Percy were fighting."

"What?" the professor asked. "What were they fighting about? They look fine now."

Yeah, they looked more then fine. Who kisses for that long. Don't they need breath. Harry looked at the professor, and saw that almost everybody had done the same. They must also have felt awkward watching them kissing for so long.

"They were sword fighting." Harry said. "Practicing, I assume."

The professor looked at him. "Sword fighting?"

"Yeah, Percy's a swordsman, and Nico is too, apparently."

"Interesting." McGonagall looked at the two boys, who had finally broke apart. Nico went and picked up his sword. "Well, this is none of your business, so off you go. Dinner started a few minutes ago. Chop chop."

Harry saw the two boys getting into a starting position again, but decided that staying to watch and receiving detention from the strictest teacher in school wasn't worth it.

"Where were you?" Hermione asked the boys as they sat down at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall.

"Percy and Nico were sword fighting," Ron said as he started filling up his plate with roast beef and potatoes.

"Seriously?" Ginny said from next to Hermione. "You skip dinner to ogle at them?"

"We didn't ogle them." Ron countered. "They were just really good."

Harry filled his plate with chicken and rice. "Did Percy win?" He asked Ron. "The ending was weird."

"I know. I don't know." Ron started stuffing his face with food.

The girls raised their eyebrows.

"Okay then," they muttered at the same time and resumed eating.

Harry and Ron were on their way from the library back to the Common Room when they suddenly heard voices. This was strange, since most people were either still in the library, or they were already sound asleep. No in between.

"But I don't wanna." A voice whined from somewhere down the hall.

"What are you? A baby? Stop whining."

"I'm not whining. And you can't stop me, I'm older."

"Eh, remember? I was born earlier."

"I don't like you, di Angelo."

Ah, so Percy and Nico were coming their way, but who of them was older. Percy was, right. Harry looked at Ron. Who was looking at him with one eyebrow raised. Harry shrugged at him.

"You love me, but do you think I like this?" Yep, that was Nico's voice.

"You are awfully lazy."

"Okay, that's it. You can sleep on the floor."

The two boys rounded the corner of the hallway and came into view.

"That's unfair." Percy whined.

"Oh, is it?" Nico said playfully.

"Wait," Percy hit Nico in the chest with the back of his hand. "I can just sleep in another bed."

"You don't say."

"Was that sarcasm, mister?"

Nico stopped and turned to Percy. "No, I am dead serious."

Percy stopped too and looked Nico in the eye. "Oh, you're dead alright." Percy resumed walking.

"Idiot," Nico said under his breath.

"Hey guys." Percy waved at Ron and Harry. Harry waved back.

"What are you doing here?" Nico asked. "Shouldn't you be in bed?"

"We were in the library, we were just gonna head to bed." Ron said, then he yawned, illustrating his point.

"Well, us too." Nico said. He tried to continue on, but Harry stopped them.

"We saw you fight today."

The two muggles looked at him. Both with their left eyebrow raised, and Harry was reminded again that they were related.

"So?" Nico said.

Harry didn't know. He just blurted out the last sentence. He hadn't planned on a 'So?'. To be fair, he didn't know what they should have responded to that. But fortunately Ron had a response.

"You were really good. Nice to see you're getting better."

Since when was he that kind. Harry didn't know Ron could be civil.

"Thank you," Percy nodded at them. "But we're tired. We'll see you later."

The two boys continued on, this time in silence. Their last argument forgotten. Harry watched them go. At the end of the hallway, Nico slipped his hand in Percy's, who looked at the younger boy. They rounded the corner, and disappeared from sight.

"Well," Ron started. "I'm hungry. Wanna sneak to the kitchen real quick?"

"Oh yeah."

I have my final exams in about a month, so I will either update this really soon because I procrastinate learning, or I won't update for, like, two months. You have been warned.

Bye.