A surprise Visit
A/N Hiya! I know Nico going to Hogwarts fan-fictions are so cliche but they are amazing and I can't help but love them? And who doesn't adore Solangelo? This is only my second fic so please don't be too harsh. This chapter is really short because... I don't know whether it should be during Harry's 3rd, 4th or 5th year. Please PM or review to tell me which you'd prefer (Yes, I know the timelines are different, but for the sake of the story, please go with it). In the PJO universe it's set after BoO sometime. I kinda just started reading The Hidden Oracle.
This is more of an introduction to the fic and is very short. I promise the rest of the chapters will be 2-3 times longer at least. I just didn't know when to set it for HP. I would really like to update soon, as I also have a lot of time because of the quarantine, but for that you have to tell me which year Harry should be in, so that I can continue, so please do, because I honestly don't know. Without further ado...
Nico's POV
'What the-' I dodge a fatal blow. The hellhound leaps for my shoulder, the part of my body closest to its slavering jaws. I duck. Its knife-sharp claws graze across my back. I stab with my sword, aiming for the soft underbelly, but a paw swipes across my head, sending me flying. The world swims.
I have no idea how it happened. I'm usually ready for any sort of monster attack. It came completely out of the blue. Strange saying that. Out of the blue. Suits Percy. Stop getting distracted! Stupid ADHD! Anyway, it all started when Will went unnecessarily crazy because I decided to skip breakfast. I mean, he's my doctor, shouldn't he approve of getting more sleep? He is also the son of the sun god though, I suppose.
Teeth sink into my calf as I scramble to my feet. I let out a scream of pain and slash wildly at its head. It turns with agility that shouldn't have been possible for one so large. How is one demigod (granted, child of one of the big three) meant to destroy a hellhound at 11 in the morning? I supress a yawn. Adrenalin floods through my veins. I attempt to summon shadows as a shield.
So Will started ranting and I desperately made an excuse that I didn't feel like eating at Camp Half-blood when he wasn't there for breakfast either (also, how come he gets to skip breakfast but I don't?). My idiotic boyfriend decided to send me off to McDonald's. I hadn't got an excuse for that. At least he let me go alone (after a lot of persuasion). And then a great hulking hellhound just has to turn up and destroy my already terrible morning.
My shadow shield works. For about a second. But I can feel my energy being sapped. My knees buckle from under me and I collapse, my vision blurring. I can see the hellhound going for the kill. I stagger to a shaky stand and manage to break into a run, my calf throbbing painfully and protesting. I' m losing too much blood. I need to get out of here. Shadow travel, my exhausted brain thinks immediately. But I'm so tired and Will told me not to. I still haven't recovered from transporting a giant statue, two demigods and one satyr halfway across the world. I might start fading.
Since when have you listened to Will? Says a voice in my head, and besides, it's better to take the chance of fading than definite death with a hellhound. I have to give it a go.
The world begins to spin at an intense rate. Everything turns black. Anywhere, I think, just away from here, away from monsters. Oh, and not to that place I accidentally shadow-travelled to in China. I doubt they'd ever want to see me again. I'm falling, seemingly endlessly in a downwards spiral. Down, down, down towards Tar- no! Don't think about that! Falling.
A/N I know... depressingly short. I hope there are no mistakes. This is basically just an intro to the fic. Please tell me which year of HP it should be set in. I need help!
I'm not a massive Percy Jackson fan, but I do like the series (and Nico) and I'm going to try and do my best to make you guys happy. I've only read the Percy Jackson series and HoO and that too, only once. Don't kill me! I'm a little rusty on HP too as the last time I read them was in year 5 (I'm British - and Indian. In y5 I was 9-10). I'm not the kind of author that updates sporadically and leaves fics for years at a time (I don't judge those of you who do) but just know I will update ever 2-8 days and when I take a break, I'll tell you for how long.
This is my third account btw. I don't know why. Just don't ask. One I have for commenting - Merlyn101 - and another is a joint account where most of the fics are co-authored with my friend. Papaya101. Check it out if you'd like a 10th meets 13th Doctor Who fic or a Merlin & Miss Peregrine crossover! Oh, and the tenses in the fic may get SUPER messed up. Tell me if that happens. Yeah! Merlyn4ever out.