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Chapter 13

Nico

The next few days were crazy. In the Slytherin Common Room, the students didn't act so indifferent towards me than the other students. They had even become friendlier in a sense. There are some times I would stay inside the Common Room bored and some random kid I don't know would introduce himself and keep me company. And I liked it. I wasn't that kid in the corner here. I wasn't just that boy with unusual powers. I was that boy born with a lot of bad luck.

I sat in the corner of the Common Room with some of the other Slytherins when suddenly Marcus Flint and Draco come towards me.

They hoisted me by my arms and practically started to drag me.

"Hey! What's going on?"

"You are going to sign up for The Triwizard Tournament!" Marcus said.

"What?" I said in shock. "No. No!"

"Come on, Nico!" Draco said. "You are one of the few who can actually enter! And you're just fourteen!"

"Fifteen!"

"All the same"

They dragged me all the way to the Great Hall. They had also managed to convince me to enter my name in the Triwizard Tournament. I was pushed into the age line with a laugh. I heard silence as the people around the Great Hall stopped talking. I looked at everyone where most of the students looked at me in fright. Some of the younger students stepped back and the older ones had their wands in their hands.

Despite them knowing me for that year I was here. it was amusing to see them all suddenly afraid. The Slytherins taught me to ignore them and just laugh at their ignorance.

I smirked as I placed my name into the cup. The flame turned red then back to its usual blue color. The Slytherins cheered as I was again surrounded by my fellow housemates. And we ventured back to our home in the dungeons.

~()~

However fun it is to hang around my housemates, I still had to train. I stood face to face with Jason and a spear in my hand. We have been sparing for the past few hours. Though Percy is the better swordfighter, Jason is known for being a better teacher.

It was common knowledge to us demigods that sword fighting and spear fighting was similar. But in truth they weren't. Unlike a sword, a spear can be thrown like an arrow without the bow. And the part that the spear is relatively longer than a sword.

I've gotten close to Jason since the Giant War. He proves to be more…reliable than Percy in a sense, and less oblivious to everything around him. He's a little more sympathetic; he also somewhat forced me to make friends with him. He thinks it would make my lonely life a little more bearable.

"So, how are you?" Jason asked. "I haven't seen you in a while. How are you handling things?"

"Well" I said dodging his next strike. "You know it's nothing I'm not used to."

"Nico, I've known you for about a year? Two years? I know how much this affects you."

"Well it's not my fault that people are so narrow minded" I said the last one with as much force as I did in attempting to disarm Jason. The spear nearly broke on me because of the amount of force I used.

"You can't keep hiding forever" Jason said. "You have to tell someone."

"Tell someone what?" I demanded as I pinned his spear to the side with mine. "That I am too weak to accept a little rejection? That I can't handle a little criticism and narrow mindedness."

"You are not alone in this!" Jason said successfully disarming me. "There has to be someone who has can help someone who can show them…"

"There is nothing!" I exclaimed "I may be a child of the Big Three, but I am not a strong Son of Zeus that everyone would up to as a leader, nor am I that 'cool and powerful' Son of Poseidon. I am the son of Hades. The only one who can help me is me. Only I can make them change how they look towards me. And the only true way to do that is through fear. No matter how accepted, I can be at camp. I will always be feared. Here in Hogwarts, I was accepted. At the start, no one cared. I was in Slytherin the least liked house of them all. But now? I am detested."

I was on my knees my hands preventing me from falling face first on the ground. I glared at the ground. "Only the dead truly accepts me, I won't be accepted by the living. Only the dead will ever respect me and only out of fear."

I could feel a sharp pain in my heart. Though I have known this for years, hanging around with Percy made me believe in the lies. That I can be accepted. Perhaps when I was needed I was accepted. Isn't that how life always is? How people act?

He knelt beside me and wrapped his arm around me brotherly. "But that isn't true, you have me, you have Hazel, and the other demigods."

I laughed grimly. "Then where are they? Where are they when I needed them? When the people would shun me? True, they had stopped me from getting arrested. But where are they now? Gone. They all leave in the end. They always do."

Jason was silent.

"I know that it's hard." Jason finally said. "But you need to open up. I know that people don't see things clearly. But you need to see things clearly too. There might be some who are out to get you. Some who really don't understand you. But they don't understand you. They don't know the real you."

Jason helped me back on my feet. "The People in Slytherin house, you don't notice it but you showed them. You showed them the sensitive, but strong Nico. And they stayed by your side. Just think about it."

~()~

The conversation with Jason left my mind running. It kept the same questions run. Should I? Or should I not?

I sat on the Slytherin table with my friends while the other demigods chose to sit with the Slytherin. I didn't mind of course, and neither did they. I sat beside Draco and across us was Victor Krum. The famous Seeker from the Bulgarian team. Draco talked to him in perfect Bulgarian. Which surprised me.

"You speak Bulgarian" I asked Draco as soon as Krum was dragged away to another side of the table my his freinds

"Yes. It was one of the lessons that I had as a child. It was one of those languages that my family requires I learn as a pureblood heir."

"Wow."

"Well you can speak Ancient Greek and Latin. The languages those are not only hard to learn but almost extinct."

I shrugged. "I don't even know how I learned."

"Anyway, who do you think will be the champion?"

"In Hogwarts, I'm not so sure."

"I just hope it isnt that goodie goodie Diggory." Pansy said. "Imagine the embarrassment if a blood traitor represents our school."

"How about the other schools?"

"Percy" I said. "It's always him. I'm not surprised anymore."

"Let me guess, he's like Potter?"

"In a sense." I said "I mean it's always about him. And no one notices how oblivious he is. All they notice is the son of Poseidon, the Hero of Olympus."

"My bet is on Nico." Blaise said suddenly. "I mean what is a little water or lightning against the dead."

Thankfully before anyone else can comment. Dumbledore stood up where the Goblet of Fire sat.

"The Goblet is almost ready to make it's decision" Dumbledore announced. "When the Champions' names are called I would ask them to please come up to the top of the Hall, walk along the staff table, and go through into the next chamber."

And with a wave of Dumbledore's wand, the candles of the Great Hall closed and we were plunged into semidarkness. The Goblet of fire shone brightly in the darkness.

The Goblet turned red and a piece of parchment shot out of it and into Dumbledore's hand.

"And the Durmstrang Champion is Victor Krum."

The audience cheered as the famous seeker went to the chamber.

After a few torturous seconds, Goblet changed again and two pieces of parchment shot out of the Goblet.

"The Camp Half Blood Champion is…Nico Di Angelo"

At first there was silence. I couldn't believe my ears. Why me? I couldn't help think as the Slytherins broke the silence and cheered loudly. It took a while before half of the demigods also cheered for me. Draco had to push me to go towards Dumbledore. I noticed the reaction of the demigods. Some glared at me for not letting their favorite demigod win for once.

It didn't matter. Because one thing I learned from my time in Slytherin is that even when we don't truly belong, but with them I will always belong.

Okay, so I'm sorta back. One of my friends learned i wrote fanfiction. So yeah. she was all. "WHY DIDNT YOU FINISH IT! YOU SHOULD FINISH IT!" So i am going to try to finish it. It would go a bit slowly but you know im going to try to finish it.

There will be some BoO spoilers here but it would be from Chapter 14 onwards. cuz I am addicted to a certain...ship nowadays :)))

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