Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or Harry Potter. PJatO belongs to Rick Riordan and Harry Potter belongs to J.

Harry was just telling Ron and Hermione his suspicions of Draco being a

Deatheater when suddenly a mysterious boy dressed in black muggle clothes came out of the shadows.

"Who are you?" All three of them asked. They pointed their wands at him. They all figured it would be an easy win if a fight broke out.

"Now why should I answer that when I don't know who you are." the boy, Nico, said, smirking.

"I'm Ron and that's Hermione." Ron said, shocked that someone wouldn't know the names of the people in the Golden Trio.

"What about Scarhead over there." Nico said, pointing to Harry. Now Ron and Hermione were extremely shocked that someone wouldn't know about the Boy who lived.

"That's Harry Potter, the Boy who lived." Hermione said. She said it in a voice that resembled some of the Athena campers.

"So I'm still alive." Nico said.

"But he survived the killing curse. Not to mention he's the chosen one. The one that will defeat You-Know-Who." Ron insisted.

"I survived much worse than a little killing curse and my cousin was also a chosen one and none of his friends had to rub it in others faces. Not to mention I don't know who you're talking about." Nico said. The Golden Trio were shocked once more at the fact that he did not know who Voldemort is.

"Voldemort!" Harry shoutec, "You-Know-Who is Voldemort. Now who are you and are you a deatheater."

"Oh Tom, he's a coward. A bug compared to what we had to face when I was twelve. Also my name is Nico Di Angelo, and who would want to eat death. Though I must say you have death clinging to you." Nico said. The Golden Trio were puzzled that this Nico kid would use Voldemort's given name so casually and that he actually could face anything worse at such a young age. They were also trying to figure out who the we was when they arrived at Hogwarts. Nico stepped off the train closely followed by the Golden Trio.

"Hey you can't go to Hogwarts without your robes." Ron said. Nico just walked away.

"Hey I'm talking to you, you prat." Ron said looking furious. Nico was about to make a rude comment, but a giant man interrupted him.

"Di Angelo. Is there a Mr. Di Angelo here?" Hagrid asked.

"Here." Nico said and walked towards Hagrid. They walked into Hogwarts and Hagrid told him to wait in line with a bunch of puny eleven year-olds. He looked around. He was sure that if Annabeth was here she would love to study the architecture, but he only noticed the ghosts. He spoke to one he recognized as Sir Nicholas.

"Sir Nicholas what is the meaning of this. My father has been looking for these souls and will not be happy once he finds out about this." Nicholas paled. All the other ghosts saw what was happening and started to bow.

"The ghost king is here. Long live." A fat friar called out.

"I'm sorry mi lord. I was scared of death and was offered this choice and decided to take it. I'm sorry." Nicholas said. The other ghosts nodded in agreement.

"Why should you be scared Nicholas? You would have gone to Elysium had you moved on like you were supposed to." Nico said.

"Please give me another chance." Nicholas begged.

"We'll see. Now all of you move." Nico said when he noticed a crowd was forming. All the ghosts immediately moved away. A stern looking women came in, and everyone followed her. In the front of the room was a stool with a ripped up hat on it. Much to Nico's surprise it started to talk

Abber, Hannah The girl went up and sat on the stool and put on the hat

Ravenclaw

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Di Angelo, Nico People started gossiping. They were talking about the ghost incident and how old he is. Nico went up and put on the hat. Aw a demigod I haven't seen one in quite a while. Nico freaked out. He heard the stories of Kronos whispering into peoples minds, and he automatically touched his ring/sword. No I'm not Kronos. I'm the sorting hat. I need to access your head so I can know where to sort you. It seems like you're loyal enough to be a Hufflepuff and smart clever enough to be a Ravenclaw. You're also quite ambitious like a Slytherin and Brave like a Gryf- Ahhhh. The hat reached his memories of the war and the underworld. This this is horrifying. It's torturous.

"Someone get me off of him! He he has seen too much horrible things! Please help me! Help him!" The hat screamed. The strict lady took the hat off of Nico. It started rolling around on the ground thanking the gods. Everyone waited for it's decision.

"Any of them. He can go into any of them. This boy has seen and done more than anyone else that has put me on." The hat mumbled. It seemed to be in post-traumatic stress. The guy with a long beard, Dumbledore, pointed at the Red and Gold table. Nico saw the three people from the train there.

"Well this was an interesting way to start off the year." Dumbledore said to the stunned audience.