Hey y'all! This is my fist time posting on this website, so I though I'd start posting with one of my WIPs, also located on Quotev. This is a HP/PJHOO crossover, and is canon compliant up until the end of Blood of Olympus. Before we begin, all credit for the characters and plot points go to J.K. Rowling and Rick Riordan. I will also be working on developing a Harry Potter time travel fic. as well, so keep an eye out for that! I will try to update this one at least once a week. Now, sit back, relax, and enjoy the story!

-Sav

Chapter 1: I Hate Mornings

"Death Boy," an all too familiar voice says in my ear. "Wake up, Nico! It's one pm. You can't sleep all day. "Go away Will. I want to sleep all day," I groaned. I hate mornings. Not even Will will get me out of my cabin today. Even if he does have the unfair advantage of being my boyfriend. I refuse to get out of bed. Not that this fact discourages Will. If anything, it makes him try harder.

"Nicooooooo. C'mon. Chiron wants us."

"No"

"Please?"

"Not a chance." I watch as Will lays down next to me on my bed. He wraps his arms around my torso and pulls me into his chest. I feel heat rise in my cheeks, so I turn my face away from him and try to fight off the blush. Wait. Blush? No. I don't blush. The Ghost King does. Not. Blush.

"Nico," he whispers into my ear. I feel his lips move as he talks, sending shivers down my spine.

"Please get up?"

"No."

"Please?"

Darn. He knows my weakness - him. "No?" I said, my willpower fading. He turned me around so I was looking at his eyes. My resolve fails. "I hate you, Sunshine," I say as I haul myself out of bed. "Love ya too!" He replies. I head to the bathroom to clean up. "What does Chiron want?" I called from the bathroom. I'm a little concerned considering how soon after the war it is. "I don't know, but I have a pretty good idea," he called back. I came back to my bed where Will was still sitting. "A quest," I groaned. Will nodded, then pulled me in for a tight hug. "We'll be fine. I'm not going to let anything happen. I promise."

"I love you, Sunshine." I say, my voice muffled by his shirt. "I love you too, Nico."