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Warning: Self Harm, Cussing, and cliffies! (you know I had too...)
Chapter Five: revelations, and classes
Nico's POV
I was walking around aimlessly. it was pitch black, but I wasn't afraid; the dark was my home.
"Nico?" I turned. nothing was there. I shook my head and continued walking
"are you ok?" louder this time. I was starting to get nervous. there was still no one there
"hello?" I called. well, tried would be a better word. it came out as a hiss. I was speaking parselmouth again. ugh, that was worse than Italian. I heard a few screams. everything was still infuriatingly black. I concentrated on English and asked again "hello? is anyone there?" no one answered. then suddenly, I woke up. I squinted from the bright oil lamp next to my bed. once I got over my initial shock, I noticed the scared faces of my dorm mates.
"um, what wrong?" I asked them. they didn't answer. was I speaking a different language again? I looked at them begging with my eyes for them to answer. finally Draco shook off his stupor, and exclaimed
"you're a parsletongue!" I nodded.
"um, please tell me you can understand me" I said. he seemed confused
"um, why wouldn't I understand you?" I breathed a sigh of relief
"because, my first language is Italian, and it comes more natural to me than English does. I thought for a moment that I was speaking Italian again" I also speak Greek, Latin, and small amounts of French. but they didn't need to know that.
"oh" was all he said. I got out of bed, and asked
"so, what time is it?"
"about 6:30" Blaise said. I nodded, and grabbed a change of clothes. I was then at a dilemma. I pulled the curtains shut. quickly I changed out of my PJs, and into my wizarding robes. I pulled my curtains open, and put on my shoes -black combat boots of course- and put my books in the bag Nyx gave me. it was enchanted to be lightweight no matter what I put in it. also it was bigger on the inside, and obsidian black.
"well, lets go" they gave me a confused look "what? isn't breakfast soon?" they shook their heads
"no, breakfast isn't till eight" I snorted
"wow. where I'm from breakfast is at 6:45 first class at seven thirty" they gaped a little before composing themselves. I laid back down on my bed, and just let my thoughts wander for a while. then I heard them start yelling and swearing about something. I peeked out, and saw Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle in a heated argument about something on Malfoy's arm. with a jolt, I realized it must have been the evil presence I felt. I was hit with a sudden pang of sadness. he showed them, but not me? I shook those thoughts from my head. he had known them for 5 years most likely, and he'd just met me.
Then the clock struck seven thirty. I stared at it, and just watched the hands go around it. twenty five minutes (and copious amounts of hair gel) later, we were at the great hall. Draco led me to the Slytherin table, and I ignored the stares (see the pattern forming?) I sat down next to him, on his left side. and tried to pretend his arm wasn't radiating evil, and death, and other things...
"co, NICO" I turned to see Malfoy staring at me.
"what?" I asked innocently
"I've called your name five times" I blushed slightly
"sorry, I spaced out"
"I noticed" he grumbled under his breath "so, what did you think of 'the golden trio'?"
"I think they need to get their heads out of their asses. other than that, they're fine" this elicited snickers from all my dorm mates.
"yeah. Potter is the most annoying prick in our year, and that's saying something 'cause the Weasleys are in our year"
"who are the Weasleys?" I asked.
"the ones with the bright red hair" Pansy told me
"oh, is the one next to Potter a Weasley?" they nodded "he's worse than Potter is. he yelled at me for snarking his sister. so I called him 'your highness' and left" they laughed so loudly that I have no doubt you could hear it at Gryffindor table.
"that's amazing!" Blaise told me.
"What can I say? Natural talent" they snickered a little
"well, here comes professor Snape, he has our time tables" I looked up, and the greasy haired teacher handed me a piece of paper. I looked at it, and attempted to decipher it for a moment, before giving up
"um Draco, can you tell me what this says?" he gave me an odd look
"can't you read?" I gritted my teeth, but kept it in
"no. I'm dyslexic" then his face held the worst emotion: pity. I was grinding my teeth so hard I wouldn't be surprised if they broke.
"oh, I'm sorry" I shook my head
"don't apologize. I'm used to it. now, can you please read me the schedule?" he read it to me, and I copied it down in Greek on the reverse side. he saw and raised an eyebrow, but didn't comment. here's my schedule:
Monday:
8:00 Breakfast
8:45 Transfiguration
9:30 Potions
10:15 Potions
11:00 DADA
11:45 Lunch
12:30 Arithmancy
1:15 Charms
2:00 Break
2:45 Astronomy
Tuesday:
8:00 Breakfast
8:45 Ancient Runes
9:30 Ancient Runes
10:15 Charms
11:00 Transfiguration
11:45 Lunch
12:30 break
1:15 Potions
2:00 Potions
2:45 Break
Wednesday:
8:00 Breakfast
8:45 Arithmancy
9:30 Astronomy
10:15 Ancient Runes
11:00 Break
11:45 Lunch
12:30 DADA
1:15 Potions
2:00 Transfiguration
2:45 Transfiguration
Thursday:
8:00 Breakfast
8:45 Break
9:30 DADA
10:15 Potions
11:00 Charms
11:45 Lunch
12:30 Arithmancy
1:15 Arithmancy
2:00 Break
2:45 Transfiguration
Friday:
8:00 Breakfast
8:45 DADA
9:30 DADA
10:15 Break
11:00 Ancient Runes
11:45 Lunch
12:30 Potions
1:15 Astonomy
2:00 Break
2:45 Break
10:00 Practical Astronomy
yep, that's my schedule. why did I have to come to school again? oh never mind. moving on
"so, are you a half blood?" my head jerked up
"excuse me?" Pansy stared at me for a moment
"what's your blood status. muggle born, that's unlikely as your in Slytherin, so, are you a half-blood, or a pureblood?" I debated for a moment, before telling them the sot of truth.
"my Father was a pure blood, and my mother died when I was really young so I don't know" they nodded in sympathy, I was about ready to claw their eyes out
"I'm sorry about your mom" I let out a small growl
"I don't need, or want your sympathy. she's dead, there's no need to bring it up" I snapped. the subject of my mom's death always did that. they backed off considerably
"um, ok then. uh, we'd better go if you don't want to be late to Transfiguration. the Gryffindor house leader is the teacher, and she's really strict" I sighed. I hated strict people, probably because I have ADHD, and I can't sit still. like take right now for example, my leg is jogging under the desk, and my eyes are darting around the room every few minutes.
"alright. lead the way"
After all the classes that day
"I'm beat" I fell down into one of the many armchairs around the room. it was cold in here, but I liked it. it reminded me of my room at the house of night.
"yeah, first day always does that to you" Draco sat in the armchair next to mine. I stared at him when he shut his eyes. he really was good looking. straight features, blond hair, and intense grey eyes. so intense they reminded me of a certain daughter of Athena. I shook those thoughts from my head. she hates me. get over it. I told my brain. but it ignored me, and pulled up the pictures I tried the hardest to forget. Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Clarise, Will... my thoughts hitched on that last one, and tears came to my eyes. I abruptly stood
"I'm going to the dorm" I announced, and half ran there. I entered, slammed the door, and ran to my trunk after making sure I was the only one in the room. I yanked it open, grabbed the towel, got on my bed, and pulled the curtains shut. forming a blanket of sorts out of the shadows, I pulled the sleeves of my robes up. taking out my knife, I dragged along one of the many scars on my left arm. I began to count.
One, two, three, four...
…ten. ten. ten. I put my dagger away, and ran the towel over my arm. it healed instantly. then I vanished the shadow blanket along with the blood.
I heard the door open.
"Hey Nico, are you in here?" I pulled my sleeves down quickly
"yeah, I'm on my bed Draco" his footsteps echoed in the long room. then my curtains were pulled open
"are you ok?"I looked around thinking I'd left something out, before realizing that my face was tear stained
"yeah. I'm fine" I lied. he didn't look too convinced
"well, er, do you want to talk about it?" he offered oddly.
"no" he nodded with understanding, and left the dorm.
I pulled the curtains shut again, and laid down on my back, before jumping up with a cry of pain; I had laid down on the dagger. oops. I checked that I wasn't bleeding, then I put the dagger in my trunk, and locked it. I popped my back, but my wings remained stiff from being tucked in too long. I sighed, that meant I would have to untuck them sometime tonight. perhaps I would go on a midnight flight. I definitely deserved a break for all the studying I did today. I went into the bathroom, and considered taking a shower. if anyone came in, they would undoubtedly see my wings. I mean, you can't exactly hide fifteen foot feathery things coming out of your back. part of me rationalized that they were bound to find out sooner than later anyway. but the irrational part of me wanted them a secret for as long as possible. gods, my life really was screwed up wasn't it.
"what am I going to do with myself?" I asked the guy in the mirror. he didn't respond. "you know, its rude not to respond when people are talking to you" I told him. he just stared at me. I sighed, what have I come to? talking with my own reflection. that was a whole new level of sad. I went onto the common room, and saw that Malfoy was talking animatedly with Pansy about something. I didn't really care that much. I sat down in the same armchair as earlier since no one else was sitting nearby it anymore, and waited for Dinner.
"-o, NICO!" I jumped up, and fell into a fighting position, before realizing that it was just Malfoy
"yeah?" he looked interested at my position, before it was replaced by his calm mask
"Dinner's in five, now four minutes" he said looking at the clock.
"oh, lets go" he led me back to the great hall, and I did my best to remember the route.
"um, I'll be right there" I told him once we got there. I wanted a word with Potter.
"ok. see you in a minute" he went to Slytherin table, I went to Gryffindor. Harry and his buddies saw me coming, and had different reactions. Harry just looked at me, Hermione had a very Athena look about her, and Ron scowled. I strode right up to Harry, and sat down across from him
"so, how was your first day?" I asked conversationally. before he could respond however, Ron interupted
"why should you care snake?! go sit in the snake pit with the rest of your kind!" he spat. I growled, and leveled my death glare at him. I also released part of my usual aura of fear and death, now bigger thanks to Nyx
"be careful who you snap at boy, someone might just snap back" he shivered, and seemed to be making himself as small as possible. I turned back to Harry
"well, would you like to have this conversation somewhere else, or some other time?" I asked reigning in my aura. he shook himself a little
"um, now isn't really a good time. how about tomorrow at lunch?" I nodded, and went back to Slytherin table.
"what were you doing with those pricks?" Crabbe asked me as soon as I sat down. I glared at him
"none of your business" then I got some food. I vanished some as a sacrifice to my mother, and ate the rest.
half an hour later, I left and went to the astronomy tower. I was just about to take off my wizard robes to fly, when I felt another presence
"what are you doing her di Angelo?" he spat. I turned, and glared at him
"none of your business Weasley. I can go where I please, and you can't tell me otherwise" he smirked
"actually, I'm a prefect, and I can give you detention" he said gleefully. I scowled at him
"and what pray you, are you giving me detention for? am I not allowed to see the sunset? am I restricted to the dungeons because I'm a Slytherin?" that wiped the gleeful look off his face almost instantly
"no. you're not supposed to be up here if you aren't in class" I smirked
"and who's to say I ever was?"
"I do"
"what? are you proposing?" I scoffed. he growled, it was kind of cute actually
"go to your dorm snake. before I make you" I laughed.
"oh honey!" then my voice went deathly quiet "I have seen more horrors that anyone should ever have to. you don't scare me, and I take orders from no one" he backed away.
"I can take away points" he warned. I smiled
"go ahead; I'm not leaving. if you want me to leave so badly go and get a teacher" he took my advise, and went to get a teacher. I quickly pulled off my wizard robes which left me in black jeans, a t shirt, and my aviator's jacket that had holes for my wings. I jumped off the tower, and felt the familiar pull as my wings spread and caught the air. I flew around the tower a bit, before realizing that Weasley would come to the tower and see me. so I banked to the left, and flew out over the huge forest.
after about an hour of flying, I landed on the covered bridge. then I shadow traveled to an abandoned corridor out side the Slytherin common room. a quick walk to the common room later, I was back in my wizard robes and sitting once again in an armchair.
"hey! there you are! we've been looking everywhere for you!" Malfoy and his goons told me. I inclined my head
"great. you obviously didn't find me. did you need something?" his face fell at my snark, but then he realized I was joking.
"yeah. we're having a meeting of sorts in the dorm for the next fifteen minutes. if you decide to come, everything that's said is sworn to secrecy, and you can never tell another living soul" I smirked. he said nothing about ghosts.
"sure, I'll come" we went into the dorm. inside was all my dormmates, and Pansy Parkinson.
"ok. now that we're all here. I have something I want to show you all" Malfoy announced, after shutting the door, and locking it with magic. I took a seat on the bed we were all sitting around. he pulled up his left sleeve and revealed...a tattoo? I knew it was no ordinary tattoo. it was the source of the evil I'd felt on the train. I gasped a little at the overwhelming sense of wrong emanating from his arm.
"you're a death eater?" Pansy whispered shocked. he nodded. and my hopes went out the window. great, just great. the one person who wants to be my friends is a servant of the guy I'm supposed to kill. the fates are so laughing at me right now. then Blaise said something, and the others said some other things. I was listening just enough to realize they were telling all their secrets.
"did you have anything you wanted to share with the group Nico?" Draco asked. well, now or never. I sagged my head. if, no when they found out about my wings, they would be so mad that I didn't tell them. then they'd never want to be my friends. I sighed, and stood.
"yeah. but you must swear on the river of Styx never to tell another being what I'm about to show you" they swore, some with odd looks on their faces, but it didn't matter.
"alright mate. we swore on the river of- the river. now show us" Goyle said. he was very impatient.
"please be a little patient. you guys are the first to ever know this secret" they sobered up. I sighed again, and pulled off my robes. then I took a deep breath, turned around, and extended my wings.
End of Chapter five.
hahahahahhahahahahaha cliffie! guess their reactions! hee heee heee hee heee hee I am evil and I know it.
on to the reviewers!
TimeBlade: yeah, most people use chaos but it think that Nyx is the better option. for one, her powers and Nico's are more closely related. and two, Nico lost his mother at a young age, a mother figure is the best remedy.
Guest: thanks!
Trials of Dawn: I didn't steal the wings idea. I got that from maximum ride which I got for Christmas. I'm sorry you perceived it that way.