Chapter Ten: What Now? {Nico}
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I don't own Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, or the songs mentioned. I only own the plot, and that's mostly taken from the HP and PJ books. I also own Jackie-Jazmine Jaquline Evans, and a few other NCC [Non Cannon Characters] and some those names are from Rebecca Sugar's show Steven Universe.
Could be triggering, contains slight cursing. Possibly some Greek, French, and Italian. Gay couples {Solangelo, maybe Drarry [if y'all agree to it]}. Verbal, mental, emotional, physical, and sexual abuse {won't go into that}. Bullying in later chappies. Some Wizarding curse words, and 'British curse words'.
After Harry, Jazmine, and I were close to Cabin Thirteen, Harry asked quietly, "Ae you willin ta hel me ou a bi?" Gosh. Those twos accents sure did get strong when they're emotional. It took a few seconds to tell what he asked {"Are you willing to help me out a bit?"}.
"Of course I will. I'm also up for answering any questions you have when we get inside," I answered. "What do need help with?"
"A few thins tha I can't do mysel really. If you'd open tha door fer me firs off; that'd be great," he chuckled. I opened the door quickly. His laugh was musical. Just like his and Jazmine's voices when they were getting ready to sing.
"What else?" I was curious with what he would admit needing help with. From what little I could manage to get Jazmine to tell me; Harry wasn't one that admitted needing help, and especially not with people that he just met. Whether they were family, friends, family friends, or someone that Jazmine trusted.
"Do you min puding some bandages on me? There should be some in Jazie's First Aid ket {Do you mind putting some bandages on me? There should be some in Jazie's First Aid kit}," he tiredly replied, his voice still slightly musical.
"It was a one time thing, it was rather hard for me to do you see. I kind of forgot what to do, I could only do it because I read up on healing after Jazmine told me what we might appear to. Sorry," I quickly muttered.
"It's fine," Harry sighed, "I'm willing to let another person do it, as long as you trust them, and they won't give any pity."
The first person that I thought of was my boyfriend Will Solace. "You okay with my boyfriend, Will Solace son of Apollo coming to fix you up?" I asked shyly, scared of what my new, younger, sibling would say about my sexuality.
"I don't mind if you're gay, if he makes you happy, I'm happy, and if he comes to patch me up soon, I'd be even happier!" Harry said, his voice fruity.
How he knew what I was thinking, I'll never know. I shadow traveled to Will. He was still at the fire, talking to one of his sisters. Unable to resist scaring him, I yelled, "Boo!" He yelled girlishly, and spun around quickly. When he realized it was me, and saw me laughing, he punched me lightly on my arm.
"Hey!" I pouted, knowing that no one could be mad at me when I did that. Forgetting that Will was immune to the 'puppy pout' as the many people that've seen the face dubbed it.
"You were asking for it, Moon," Will sassed me, "now what do you want? I was in a heated debate with my dear sister, Eliane, here about why our father's name is the same as a greek god and a roman god. And I was winning!"
"You vere NOT VILLIAM! I vas obviously vinning! Besides, ve all know zat it stays ze same because you can't change perfection! 'Iz name iz too perfect! Much like mine, ve all know ze meaning, but it stays ze zame in multiple languages. Az I zaid, you can't change perfection!" Eliane, Will's sister from France, ranted.
"I'm sorry to say this but, it's true. I agree with her. There's a reason why girl's bathrooms are always on the right hand side, because women are always right. But Will," I quickly said, after seeing Will's mouth open angrily, "my brother and sister need you, they don't like being 'fussed over by adults'. Because it 'isn't what they're used to', and 'they'd rather not have certain things viewed', whatever that means. But that's not the point. Please come help us." I begged, and when I begged, it was a serious matter.
Will stared at me unbelievingly. He looked in my eyes, which were slightly watery, and jumped up running to me and my siblings cabin. "I'm here. Where's all of the stuff?" He asked as soon as he stepped into the cabin.
I closed the door, out of breath, as Harry replied, his voice breathy, "In the green bag on the couch." Will opened the bag and took out the necessary supplies to patch Harry, but Harry didn't let Will touch him.
"Come on Harry! If I don't bandage you up soon you'll get infections!" Will replied in his doctor voice two seconds after 'fighting' with Harry.
"My sister. Her first. She's trying not to go into a coma, she's injured terribly, she's been fighting this off for months on end, not eating, not sleeping. Please, her first," Harry was wheezing. I ran to Will's side and snatched the things out of his hands.
"You work on my sister, this instant!" I barked. "Stop stuttering and work! I've got Raven," I immediately started working, the memories of how and where to place certain things on his body, and how tight or loose to place them. Just as I opened my mouth to tell Harry to keep talking to me, he started telling a story. It wasn't familiar to me.
"One beautiful night, with a full moon in the sky, the stars shining brighter than the sun; there was an awesome girl with curly, golden brown hair that always seemed to always be wet. Her name was Amphitrite. She always went to school, and was the top of each class. Amphitrite stuck up for everyone and was nice to people no matter how mean they were, she always gave second, even third, chances to people. One day while Amphitrite was walking home from school, she got stuck in the snow, but instead of screaming for help like any normal person would do, she asked the snow nicely, '"Dear ^Finnel Fairies^, if you don't mind, could you clear a space for me to walk? I've got important places to be, and I need to see my grandmother in the senior center,"' her voice light and fluty. The snow parted everywhere she walked," Harry paused, then smiled. A true, genuine, smile, then continued, "the Finnel Fairies parted everywhere she walked. Just before she reached her small home near the woods, she heard a cry that could only be a small animal. She followed the cries to the middle of the forest where the naked, mossy, oak trees were thickest, and saw a fennec fox. '"May I help you? I can heal you and return you to your home when you're better, but until then you'd have to stay with me.'" The little fennec didn't want to go, but knew that he wouldn't survive long without help, so he nudged the girl's hand. She gently picked him up, and took him to her house where she looked for the injury," Harry stopped the story, seeming focused on something. He shook his head gently. "Amphitrite touched the fennec's front right leg, and the fennec tried to run. '"I'm sorry fella. Please let me help! I'll let you go back home when you're healed, I promise!"' She pleaded. The fennec just sat still, and let the girl help," for what seemed to be the fiftieth time, Harry stopped talking, and giggled. "The End!"
Will and I finished bandaging my siblings at the same time. I exhaled loudly, after seeing Harry visibly awaken more. Harry bolted into an upright position, and walked quickly to his sister's side and stared at her smiling; holding her hand the whole time. "Alrighty, sis," I heard him whisper. He picked Angel up, took her to her room, and I could hear him playing 'The Princess and the Frog' by Disney in Angel's room.
"Will?" I questioned.
"Nico?" He replied.
"Do find that weird?" I asked, curious of what he would say.
"Find what weird?" He must've been in full doctor mode was my first guess.
"Do you find the fact that Harry refused to be touched if Jazmine wasn't bandaged and looked at first, weird? Do you find the fact that Harry repeatedly stopped the story that he was telling and zoned off, weird? Do you not find the fact THAT MY ONLY BROTHER IS ACTING OFF, WEIRD! EVERYTHING THAT JAZMINE TOLD ME PROVED FOR HARRY TO BE A STRONG LITTLE KID! She told me that nothing terrible could happen to the two of them. Why does Harry seem so weird?" I ranted, pulling at my pitch black, uneven, shoulder-length, untidy hair.
"Nico, it's a mental bond. They can talk to each other through their minds, they may not be twins, but they have that sort of bond with one another. The 'bad things' that we've seen are because they were apart for too long. Harry brings out the protective, helpful, soft side in Jazmine. Without Harry, Jazmine is rude and only wants to be with herself, you were the only thing that was holding her together because you're kind of like Harry. Let me finish explaining," Will rushed, seeing my mouth open, "you're kind, when you want to be, you're often very sarcastic, but nice at the same time, and you're really quiet. Those are the things that you and Harry have in common, characteristics wise. But for Harry, Jazmine brings out the excited, curious, emotion-feeling boy in Harry, without Jazmine, Harry's nothing but a robot. Harry didn't have anyone to keep him grounded like Jazmine did. And thus went 'thought crazy', causing Jazmine to suffer it at the same time." Dam it! Why did he have to make so much sense!
"You should get to your cabin. It's almost curfew, and I think that my father, Lighting, and Water are going to be taking me, you, Jazie, Raven, Percy, Annabeth, Leo, Piper, Jason, Connor, and Travis to the *Wizard Place of shopping* tomorrow morning. Bye, babe," I gently told Will, giving him a kiss on the corner of his lip, then pushed him out of my cabin.
Favorite, follow, and review! I'd love the motivation. But as for the 'IHATEJAZMINE' Guest, you'll understand the 'come in Harry bashing' as you so charmingly put it. It'll actually be the other way around. And as for Jazmine 'hating' Percy... if you don't get it by now... *sighs, shakes head, and face palms*... you're hopeless. This is a tad bit of a spoiler, but Jazmine will get over it soon. you'll see why in one of the next 'chappies to come'. I took ^Finnel Fairies^ from Puppy-on-Crack's story, 'Rage'. I suggest you go on and read that story, as it's very good {Puppy-on-Crack, if you're reading this, I'm still waiting for that next chappie!}. But I'm finally all caught up with the chappies, so I'll be posting on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and/or Saturdays and Sundays. Not all in a row, but I just thought I'd let you all know that these are the days that you should look out for a new chappie on. 'See' y'all soon! - Your Favorite Little Mudblood Slytherin Girl ~ J.E. Foxina