Authors note:

Ha! You thought I wouldn't keep to my weekly updates, did yah! I dont blame you tho. THANK YOU FOR STICKING WITH ME ALL THE WAY THROUGH PART ONE! It means the world to me. This one is a full fledged chapter, and the first chapter of part 2! Exciting, right? I have gotten some editing done on the early chapters as well, and I finally have contacted some people, cuz I'm looking for a Beta-reader. Two did reply and I am currently in conversation with both of them. I will put their names into this fic once we have started our editing process and after i asked them whether or not it is fine if I give their names in here. You'll definetly hear more of them, and from what I've seen so far they're both great people. I am really grateful for their help and look forward to some great discussions on how the plot of the first part can be improved.

I decided to do some small structural changes; First of all; I will limit the POV's and only write from those that are most important to the story; I think this is the right move as I have more important characters outside of Hogwarts as well by now and really need a longer Grover POV; so doing so many POVs at one time would be confusing. For now, my main POVs are Percy, Nico, Theo(OC) and Grover. Maybe I'll have another Roman POV at some point.

Disclaimer: I don't own Jackson or Potter. if I did, Percico would be canon ;)

Nico POV:

Nico's head felt as if it had been split in two by some greatsword. Maybe it had - he couldn't remember. All he knew of the last hectic moments were the shadows around him, and the blades that had entered his body. After that; nothing. He should have been dead. Rotting in Asphodel, Elysium being too good for a son of Hades. Especially a son like him. He shook his head- and immediately regretted it.

The hammering pain had only gotten worse, small stars flashing in front of his eyes. He turned over and puked onto the floor of the common room. Wait, he was at Hogwarts? Somehow this had escaped him until now; as focused as he had been on his aching skull. How had he gotten here? In this condition there was no way he had been able to shadow travel from America to Britain. More importantly, what had happened to his friends? They weren't in the common room, and last he had heard they were hastily trying to reach Camp Halfblood to save the survivors.

What would the wizards say if they found him like that, back after what must have been a week? Yet Nico didn't care. Even the thought of Kai did not hold his attention for long. He knew he had escaped death barely; he shouldn't have been alive. He slowly shifted out and back into consciousness, resting in that twilight space reserved only for the utmost exhausted- or the almost dead.

He must have fallen into permanent slumber though; for when he awakened next he saw the faces of his friends peering over him, happiness contorting their faces.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" The ghost king croaked, his voice no more than a whisper.

"You're alive!" Percy exclaimed.

"The campers are safe. Well, the ones that survived anyways. But Nico, we thought you were… you were.." Annabeth had seemingly lost the power to speak.

"dead" Leo finished the sentence for her, laughing like a maniac. "You shocked us there, Neeks."

Calypso stood next to him, holding hands with the son of Hephaestus.

Nico was confused. He did not remember seeing her with the other campers he had tried to help. "How-"

Annabeth gently cut him off. "You need to rest. The other students will be here soon and even if the teachers let you to Madame Pomfrey it'll take a while before that will happen. They'll want to question all of us." She had pulled out a piece of Ambrosia and put it into his mouth.

Nico, who usually didn't- scratch that, definitely didn't, like to be spoon fed, was glad for once. He didn't think he had the strength left to move his arms. He chewed slowly and swallowed. Like always, Ambrosia tasted like nothing, another thing that seperated Nico from other Demigods. It took a few seconds, but then the godly foods did their deeds; he felt better.

"It's good to see you guys." He pressed out, his voice still not following his every command.

They beamed down at him in return. Over the next few minutes he drifted into and out of a light sleep, sometimes dreaming of Kai; their first kiss, his art on the school walls, their banter. Other times he dreamt of Camp Halfblood. Only once did he dream of the shadows and the cruel laughter of thirsting gods. It was enough to have him snap to his senses though.

Percy was still a statue; watching over Nico, his eyes caressing the younger boy. He ripped himself out of his thoughts a few moments after Nico had opened his eyes, but the son of Hades had noticed it, and was glad that he and Percy had become something like brothers after- well after all that. Annabeth and Leo were off the side; whispering quietly, probably about their excuse to the teachers. Calypso had turned to the fire and was warming her hands; the ghost king guessed she still wasn't used to the colder climate off Ogygia. Percy now sat next to him.
"I'm so glad you're back."

Nico had to agree. He preferred life over Asphodel. But before he could say that the rumbling of the stairs announced the students that were heading down, coming for breakfast. He closed his eyes, groaning. This would be a terrible morning.

The first students coming into the common room turned quiet the moment they saw them. Everything stood still. Then the explosion came. Everyone was asking questions. The demigods were being bombarded from every side, and could not say a word, for no one heard them. Neither did they understand any of the questions. The mess was added to by more and more of the wizards arriving, attracted by the sudden chaos. It was Hermione who finally got order into the house.

"SHUT UUUUUUP!" She yelled, and combined with the prefect badge she waved within her hand, high above her head, it was enough to make the others stop for a moment.

"I have no idea what is going on here, but you were gone for more than a week! Ron, please go to the Great Hall and get Professor McGonagall. And you four, wait it's five now?" She said with visible confusion once seeing Calypso. Ron had already run off, and apologetic look thrown towards Leo. He wouldn't argue with Hermione when she was in that mind set. Hermione, catching herself, continued. "You, stay here, and don't move. You'll have a lot of explaining to do!"

Nico saw Harry in the background. His face was hidden by the shadows. The ghost king was pretty sure he didn't want to know what was going through the mind of the boy who lived. For his and his friends sake, Nico hoped Annabeth had a plan. They would certainly have to lie through their teeth to get out of this one.

Percy POV

McGonagall took them straight to Dumbledore, not saying anything, not even throwing a second look at them. Percy knew she wanted them to be reprimanded in private, and not in front of the other students, and he was grateful for that. The students they passed in the hallway where staring at them openly. Percy did not want to imagine what kind of trouble they were in. Should they be kicked out, they had no way of finding more information on the Eternals. Their leave endangered their cover drastically, and Percy wasn't sure if he wanted the headmaster to know about their actual heritage. Not if he would act like Harry and his friends.

Nico was still looking green and sickly, Leo and Percy were supporting him on either side. The boy was so thin however that his weight did not hinder the son of Poseidon much. Percy was not happy about that though. Nico had already been barely more than a skeleton before their quest; if he had lost more weight since then he might actually turn into one. But better a starving Nico than a dead and eaten one. Percy was ripped out of that thought by the professor.

They had reached two gargoyles, which made way to a circular stairway after McGonagall had mumbled something. Percy could hear voices above. He could make out Dumbledore's, and Snape's. Luckily, Umbridge didn't seem to be there, although Percy was sure it was just a matter of time. Looking at his girlfriend, he realised how tense she was. Her eyes stared into the distance. She was probably creating the best defense for their case, and Percy loved her for that. Without her, they would have been screwed- not just here, but in many other previous situations as well. Most importantly though, it was she, or the thought of her, that was giving him the strength to continue fighting, to continue to try to un-fuck his life. He couldn't imagine living without her. Percy knew it was kind of cheesy. But after two wars, he had stopped caring.

The door of the office was opened from the inside. Snape stood there; his long cape as dirty as always, his grimace one of disbelief. "Come in." He sneered.

They entered, awed by both the size of the place, as well as the many unnameable objects within. Dumbledore was sitting behind a grand desk, his hands folded, his eyes x-raying them over the top of his moon shaped spectacles. He looked calm, yet somehow his gaze made Percy feel disappointed in himself. That was of course rubbish; he had done what he needed to do, but the wizard seemed able to manipulate his students' emotions easily. Percy wasn't sure he liked that.

"Can you explain what happened?" the Headmaster asked slowly, still holding eye contact with the son of Poseidon. "Your teacher couldn't; I haven't been able to contact Mr. Brunner for a week by now."

None of the demigods answered, and Percy finally broke his gaze and looked to the ground.

"You four were gone for a week, without telling anyone, let alone asking for permission. You have scared your friends and your teachers, leaving a lasting impact on many of them. Some, like Kai," with that he threw a disappointed look at Nico, "have taken your leave worse than others. Furthermore you come here with yet another american; expecting her to be taught at this school. In my humble opinion, I deserve to know what has happened, so that we may deal out punishment accordingly."

"Will we be expelled?" Percy asked, still not able to look his Headmaster in the eye. Originally, he had hoped that the headmaster wouldn't scream. By now, he had changed his mind. A yelling Dumbledore would have been less painful, than- this.

A few moments passed. "No, I do not think so." Dumbledore answered him with a slight smile. At that, Snape coughed bitterly. Obviously the potions master had wanted the Gryffindors gone. "Yet, unless you want to spend the next few months in detention, telling me the truth, the entire truth Mrs. Chase, would be wise."

Annabeth, who had open her mouth to say something, closed it again. It seemed like the well prepared lies had slipped out of her head.

Instead, it was Calypso who answered. Maybe it was due to her being a titan, or maybe it was just her actual age, but something had made her less prone to Dumbledore's speech. "You couldn't contact Mr. Brunner because he is dead. These four came to save me and a few others, that is why they left the school at such speed." She said, staring straight into the headmaster's eyes, challenging him to object.

Yet Dumbledore nodded slowly, asking: "Is there anything else you want to tell us?"

"Nothing, Professor." Annabeth had finally opened her mouth.

"Fair enough. I think di Angelo could use a visit to the Hospital Wing. You will be informed about the place, date and time of your detention by Professor McGonagall. Gryffindor will lose 200 points because of your actions. You are dismissed; eat something: I expect you all, with the exception of di Angelo, to be in classes today."

Percy couldn't believe it. He had been kicked out for less; here, all they had to do was appear at a detention?

Slowly, the demigods filed out of the room, leaving an angry Snape and a curious looking McGonagall behind.

"He could have given us the day off at least." Leo grumbled, but smiled nonetheless. After getting Nico to the hospital wing, where he fell asleep immediately and was under the careful watch of Mrs. Pomfrey, the other four headed to the Great Hall. They knew that the wizard students would want answers. Too bad for them; for they wouldn't get any.

As they entered the Great Hall, heads turned their way. Many stood up to get a better view of the 'Americans'. Whispers filled the hall. Some Slytherins clapped, while the Gryffindors did not acknowledge them at all; words about the lost points seemed to have travelled fast. The next few hours were a pain to Percy. Katie and the other Quidditch players, with most of whom he could usually joked around, pointedly kept their backs turned, neither greeting nor helping him and Annabeth catch up. It must have been worse for Calypso, who had just arrived and had no clue where to go and what to do. At least Leo was helping her out. But it had hit him the worst; he had been the most popular guy in his class; now, they threw disgusted looks at him.

It wasn't like the demigods didn't have experience with being outsiders, they simply resorted back to their usual coping methods. During lunch, they visited Nico. The son of Hades was sleeping, but awoke the moment they had entered. Percy told him about the other students and how most of them were pissed. Nico's mind seemed to be far off. He only nodded at Percy's report, stating that Colin had told him as much.

Percy guessed Nico was still pondering on Dumbledore's statement about Kai, but Nico had deliberately left the wizard out of their conversation, and the son of Poseidon wouldn't bring it up himself. He knew Nico liked his space. Annabeth had taken some food with them, which Nico devoured instantly. He fell asleep a little later, although he had insisted up to the end that he wasn't tired. Percy chuckled at the dozing figure.

Afternoon lessons were hell. Percy had forgotten most of the stuff he had previously learnt, and was hopelessly lost. Even Annabeth struggled with the content. They kept their heads down, focusing on the work. The other Gryffindors threw crumpled pieces of parchment at the back of their heads from time to time; but Percy could not figure out who did it and let it slip. The fate of the Gryffindor house coup was pulling at his shoulders.

After dinner the four, for Nico was still in the hospital wing, hung out in the common room. They had two couches all to themselves - the other Gryffindors left them as much space as possible.
Annabeth was still working on an essay for history of magic and moaned at the parchment. Calypso was sitting on Leo's lap, joking about something. The son of Poseidon had nothing to do, so he fiddled with Anaklusmos in its pen form. Night came, and all of them were tired enough to agree that tonight, a meeting seemed impossible. Well, until Annabeth looked up from her parchment and said, her voice sounding scared:

"You know, I haven't seen a single ghost since we arrived."

Percy sat up straight. She was right. It was unusual to say the least; Hogwarts had crawled with Ghosts when they had originally arrived.

"Me neither." Leo and Calypso said in union, then staring at each other shocked.

"hey please beauty, stop speaking my thoughts." Leo complained.

"Hey, who's to say that it was your thought?" a laughing Calypso replied.

"Me." Leo said, chuckling, giving her a light kiss on the cheek.

"DON'T YOU GET IT?" Annabeth ripped them out of their banter.

"What, Ghosts disappearing, another mystery, big deal. So much shit has happened that this isn't really seeming so special after all."

Annabeth facepalmed. "This means that we have no source of information on the Eternals!"

With a sudden shock Percy realised what had troubled his girlfriend so much. She was right. No Ghosts- No information about the Eternals- no chance of them winning the next battle against them. Percy groaned. Why did this always have to get so complicated?

I know I know, not some crazy tense ending, but trust me, stuff will happen from now on. This chapter was important to get out of the way. The demigods are now outcasts. The Kai Nico tension will increase, the Eternals are a bigger mystery than ever. And remember, the last time we saw Grover he was captured by some wizards that called themselves Eternals as well; that kinda seems confusing, but all of that will make sense once you've gotten the Grover POV I need to write. That will still take a while tho, there are other plot-points that are coming before that. Hope you enjoyed this chapter regardless. Next chapter, next week Sunday.

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