"Whatthefuckwhathtefuckwhatthefuck-" Harry heard Nico repeating until Will clamped his hand over the boy's mouth, earning him a glare from Nico.

"Welcome to Diagon Alley," Fred and George said in unison, their signature grin on their faces.

"What are those for?" Jason pointed at a store with broomsticks, Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred, and George all gave him scandalized looks.

"You don't know about Quidditch?" Fred asked and Jason just shrugged,

"I know I read the word somewhere but I don't know the meaning," he said, Fred and George linked their arms with his and started explaining every single rule, Ron chiming in here and there.

"Well, we need to get our money before we actually buy anything, off to Gringotts," Mrs. Weasley smiled at them all before leading them down the path to the large marble building.

"Nico, are you in charge of money with your dad and all?" Harry heard Annabeth ask and Nico nodded, rolling his eyes at the girl.

"I heard you say that you wanted to be an architect, I've always been fascinated with architecture but I never understood the science of the arch, in the wizarding world we can use magic, but how do muggles do it?" Hermione fell into step next to Annabeth whose eyes lit up with excitement at the prospect of talking about her supposed hobby.

Annabeth went on the explain the physics of arch design to a very captive audience that consisted solely of Hermione.

Percy fell into step with Harry, "You said you wanted to talk about sexualities and stuff, are there any particular questions you have in mind? I might not be the best person to ask but I can try," Percy gave Harry a dazzling smile, making him turn red.

"Yeah," Harry spluttered, "is it really possible to have feelings for both genders, like, I know I've had a crush on this girl before, but at the same time there was a boy last year," Harry trailed off, worried he had said too much but Percy nodded reassuringly, his presence itself calming.

"Of course, I had a crush on this guy when I first got to our school, his name was Luke, Annabeth did too, he acted really nice but ended up being a traitor, it was hard to struggle with my feelings for him because I thought it was hurt from his betrayal, not any romantic feelings, does that make sense?" Harry nodded slowly and Percy continued,

"There are many different sexualities out there, and you could choose a label or not, you could just identify as queer, kind of an inclusive term for all sexualities or for people who don't want to be put in a box," Harry furrowed his brow at that.

"I've heard that word be used as an insult before, though, lots of boys in my old school called me that and I didn't know what it meant but I knew it was bad," Percy looked a little sad.

"Yeah, some people used to call me that too, but lots of people have decided that we should take back the word, you know? Of course, there are always going to be assholes in the world but some people like the idea of taking something that has been used against us and turning it into something good," Harry still looked a little uneasy.

"I know it might be an all-inclusive term, but I don't think I like using it, makes me think of being bullied in school again," Percy put a hand on his shoulder, giving him a nod. (AN: Someone asked me why I didn't use the term 'queer community' instead of 'LGBTQ+ community', it's basically because I know that some people aren't comfortable with the word and my stories will always be inclusive to everyone (as long as your not a bigot))

"That's totally ok, man, not all people are comfortable using it and that's perfectly understandable, you don't have to be rushed to find a label, take your time and if you choose something that later you don't think applies to you anymore, you can always change it," Percy gave Harry his warm smile again which made Harry's insides do a little flip while his face heated up.

"Thanks, Percy, I really appreciate it,"

"No problemo, ask anyone in the group if you have more questions, we're all pretty educated on the topic, considering our parents taught us about old greek myths when we were little and the greek gods are anything but straight," Percy laughed while Harry rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, trying to laugh along.

Luckily for Harry, they arrived at Gringotts at that moment.

Harry could hear Annabeth gushing about something or other to Hermione who was also pointing out parts of the marble structure.

Everyone followed Mrs. Weasley inside the grand bank and Annabeth talked in a rapid-fire fashion to Hermione.

Mrs. Weasley approached the front desk and handed her key to the goblin while saying her vault number, the goblin nodded, Nico then approached him.

Nico held out a pitch-black key that was encrusted with blood-red rubies, the goblin's eyes widened as he carefully inspected the key.

"My king, are the other ones with you wishing to access the vault?" the goblins asked to which Nico nodded.

"Yes, and all of the people accompanying me will be able to withdraw their needed amount from the vault," Mrs. Weasley spun around at the speed of light.

"Oh, Nico dear, there's no need-"

"Mrs. Weasley, I don't mean to be rude, but I did tell you that I was old fashioned when it came to manners, a gentleman always pays," Mrs. Weasley fanned herself with her hand.

"Dear, that is very sweet, but I insist-"

"Please, Mrs. Weasley, my father has more money than he could possibly ever use and an infinite supply of more if he ever needs it, which I doubt he will, you are paying for and cooking the magnificent food that my friends and I are eating while letting us stay with you, it's only right that we pay you back somehow," Mrs. Weasley blushed the color of her hair and eventually nodded.

"Alright, but I won't take too much, just enough to cover the cost of this lot," she gestured to her four children who were currently trying to explain how a bludger was able to hit people without actually killing them to Jason.

("See, it just comes flying like that, no danger,"

"That's literally what a cannonball does!"

"A can ton?")

"All right, please lead the way…" Nico raised his eyebrow at the goblin.

The goblin bowed deeply, "Griphook, my king, it would be my honor to lead you to your vault," Griphook (whom Harry was now able to recognize as the goblin that showed him his vault in his first year) lead them all towards the carts.

"Why is Griphook calling you his king?" Harry heard Hermione ask Nico, catching up with him.

"My father works underground a lot, he's not very well known with humans but to most underground creatures he's like a god, I'm his son which makes me their king,"

"What is your father's name," Hermione asked, Nico averted his gaze,

"I'm not allowed to tell you, at least not until I deem it to be the right time," Hermione frowned a little and Harry could tell she was going to do research about it later.

"My king, I apologize in advance for the cart, it may feel like falling for a long time and you might remember some sensations from your journey to-"

"Yes, thank you," Nico cut off Griphook, his eyes far away. Will grabbed Nico's hand and rubbed his thumb over his knuckles, Harry could see Annabeth and Percy holding each other's hands too, they had heard Griphook and Harry assumed they went through the same thing as Nico considering the nightmares the three got.

"Alright, everyone in?" Griphook called once they were sitting in the cart, receiving a chorus of 'yes's from the group, "Alright, hold on," Griphook pulled a lever and the cart went plummeting into the darkness of Gringotts.