Sorry, I might switch POV's alot in this chapter. Also, Nyx is the minor goddess of the night, but really powerful.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson or their characters/storylines.

JACKSON POV

The minute I fell asleep, I knew things weren't going to be easy for us. For one thing, as I dreamed, I saw Voldemort on a throne surrounded by dozens of Death Eaters. Second, and most important, Nyx was on his side! That double crossing sorry excuse of a minor goddess...Ugh, I hate her.

But what surprised me most was when Nyx walked forward, stood in the middle of the hall, and bared her teeth. "My, my, Perseues Jackson, it's not nice to spy." She lunged forward, like goddesses or monsters do to get rid of demigods. I was slightly shocked Percy was having the same vision/dream, whatever you want to call it.

When she was about to hit the floor, she disappeared and reappeared, standing. "My lady?" Voldemort asked, looking concered.

She hissed. "A naive, yet powerful demigod was spying on us. That Perseus Jackson boy, son of Poseidon."

"Ah. Lady Nyx, if we may talk in private?"

"Of course," she purred. "You, in the masks and cloaks, all of you. Go."

The Death Eaters grumbled clearly not wanting to take orders from an unknown, possibly senile lady in a cloak with cat eyes. But that changed when she shrieked, "Now!" and stomped her foot, sending a shockwave through the room and causing their shadows to grow impossibly big, courtesy of her powers.

By the way, Nyx throws really bad temper tantrums. I should know. This wasn't my first time seeing her.

Anyway, the Death Eaters fled, leaving just Nyx and Voldemort alone. I was thankful Nyx couldn't sense me, but not surprised, as my powers probably concealed me. Thank gods.

Voldemort eyes glittered evily. He opened his mouth when...CRASH! I woke up on the floor. "What the Hades!" I yelled at the amused faces of Percy, Nico, Neville, and Malfoy, and the stirring Crabbe and Goyle. (A/N: Goyle, Crabbe, Jackson, and Malfoy share a dormitory)

PERCY POV

The moment Nyx lunged at me, I woke up drenched in sweat. I had also woken up Nico and Harry, who were both light sleepers.

"What the Ha-Merlin?" Nico muttered, correcting himself quickly. I glanced at him, silently conveying to him I had to tell him something. Harry was too tired to notice anything, and I waited until the boy who lived fell asleep, before creeping over to Nico.

I quickly explained out situation with Nyx and Voldemort and Nico scowled. "That's not good. We need to go get Malfoy and Jackson. Oh, let's wake Neville while we're at it."

I nodded and we snuck over to Neville, shaking him and clapping a hand over his mouth before he had time to scream, curse, knife us, or all of the above.

On the way to the Slytherin's common room, where Malfoy had helpfully told us in case of an emergency just like this, we told Neville everything we knew. Or, I did, Nico tried to remember where it was.

Finally, after several dead ends, wrong turns, and Nico cursing Janus to Tartarus, we found the passageway to the dormitories and common rom. Getting in was easy, as we knew the password, but we had to sneak in so no one saw us, courtesy of Nico cloaking us in shadow.

Malfoy was easy to wake, but we couldn't wake Jackson up for ten minutes until Malfoy, getting bored, rolled him off the bed onto his face, effectively waking him. "What the Hades!" he yelled.

We laughed, which unfortunately caused the other two occupants of the dorm to stir. "Go back to bed!" Malfoy said. They nodded sleepily and rolled over and resumed snoring, which caused Malfoy to roll his eyes.

"What was the for?" he said.

"We needed to tell you about Voldemort's new ally."

"I knew you were having that dream!" he said, sounding triumphant.

I was confused. "You had it too?"

He nodded. "That's why you couldn't wake me. I had to finish the dream. Or, I would of," he added, glaring at Malfoy. "He was about to say something important."

"Wait," I said. "She realized I was there, why not you?"

He looked uncomfortable, but Nico answered for him. "I couldn't sense his power when we were up close, he seemed like a mortal. I'm guessing it's the same for gods?" he said, looking inquisitively at Jackson, who nodded.

There was thumping on the stairs, like someone was climbing up. The footsteps stopped outside their door. 'Hide!' Malfoy mouthed to us. Nico had it easy. He dove into shadow right as the door opened, revealing a happy Pansy Parkison.

Her expression turned confused as she stared at a guilty looking Malfoy and Jackson, and two Gryffindors. At least she couldn't see Nico.

"Malfoy," she said slowly. "What's going on? Why are Gryffindors in your dormitory?" her last words turned icy.

"Er...They were pranking me and Jackson. We woke up before they could. Now, I will deal with these, er, Gryffindors on my own. Thanks, Pansy. Oh, and why are you here?"

She blushed. "It's your birthday," she whispered shyly. I had never seen her like this. She hurried forward, placed a wrapped box on the nearest bed, and hurried out. The second the door closed behind her, Nico stumbled out of my shadow, laughing. I jumped back startled, until joining in the laughter myself.

Soon, all of us were rolling on the floor except Malfoy, who was standing there, the present in his hand blushing furiously. "Shut up, all of you," he muttered. "I don't know why I got you lot to be my friends."

He opened the present as we stifled our laughter. Inside was a pendant with the Slytherin crest on it. Malfoy smiled slightly and put it on, before glaring at us and slouching on a bed. "What now?" he asked.

I shrugged. "Eat?" I suggested. Nico shook his head and patted me on the shoulder.

"Sure, Percy," he said. "Let's all go and eat like normal mortals when the Dark Lord has teamed up with one of the most powerful and dangerous goddesses to walk the heavens."

Everyone snickered. "Hey!" I protested. "We'd starve without it!"

NICO POV

We were at breakfast, and the morning sky above us was blue and shining, the owls shrieking favorably and everyone talking at the same time, creating a peaceful, steady hum.

So naturally, a monster had to come and ruin it.

Three scratchy roars was all it took. Everyone stopped eating, fearful of what the roars belonged to. Dumbledore stood up. He knew what the roars meant. Monsters were after us. Powerful ones. "Teachers!" he bellowed. "Head to the staff room! Students! Go to your dorm, NOW!" His voice was so commanding and urgent that no one could disobey it, not even the Golden Trio, to my relief.

"Nico, Percy, Jackson, and you two, get ready. I'll make sure the students are all truly in their common rooms," he said once all the students and teachers had fled the Great Hall.

I nodded, summoned by Stygian sword and armor. Percy ran to the common room as fast as he could to get his armor, followed by Neville, while Malfoy headed the opposite direction to his common room.

Jackson, however, ran outside, and came back in a few moments later completely encased in dark brown armor, with a sword made out of something that looked like dull silver, but radiated something magical.

Finally, we all assembled in the Great Hall, looking intimidating. We soon saw our enemies. The two gorgons, a hell hound, and two cyclops. I cursed. It could've been worse, but it also could of been much better.

They charged us. I barely knew what was going on. All I knew was I was fighting the cyclops one moment, the next moment he looked over my shoulder in glee. I stabbed him, while he was occupied, to kill him and he crumpled over, dead, just before a scream echoed the Great Hall. The hell hound and both cyclops were dead, but the two gorgons were still alive.

One of them had Jackson by his throat. The other cackled in glee. "Traitor!" she crowed giddily. I was confused by the statement, but forgot about it once Percy charged her. She stopped him by immediately holding a sword to Jackson's throat. alfoy and Neville looked stunned.

Jackson's eyes fluttered, and looked like he was loosing consciousness. He reached up a hand, and, well, poked the monster. I was about to roll my eyes, even in the life and death situation (I'm just weird like that) when something amazing happened. The monster holding Jackson crumbled to dust, dropping Jackson on the floor.

Percy took advantage and gutted the other monster. I did a quick scan. We were pretty much okay, besides a few scratches and cuts. Malfoy had a large cut on his arm. I looked at Jackson. He looked pretty much okay, except his leg was twisted at a bad angle.

I cursed loudly. Wizarding magic had a bad effect on demigods, even I knew that, and we couldn't contact the camp and we had no ambrosia. Looks like Jackson would have to settle for mortal healing for his leg, which was probably broken. Oh, he was going to be so upset. I had only known him for a small amount of time, but I knew he hated staying still or being out of action.

At this moment, Luna, daughter of Athena, came storming in, knife in hand. She took in the piles of dust, and four demigods, not seeing Jackson, who was behind me at the moment. "There was a battle, and you didn't invite me!" she cried.

"Yep,"

"Bingo,"

"Sorry!"

"Guys?"

Everyone ignored the last statement by Draco.

"Why didn't you invite me? I was in the forest, you could've gone at gotten me! You know I'm a good fighter! So why?" All of her breathiness was gone and she sounded angry, not like I was used to.

"Guys!"

Again, we all ignored Draco, even me. I was too busy arguing with Luna. "Lu, you should've heard the roars or the battle, and besides why were you not at breakfast?"

"I was visiting the threstrals, if you need to know, and you're not answering me!"

"GUYS!" Draco's urgent voice echoed through the hall.

We finally turned to look at him. "Jackson needs help!" he said.

Styx. We forgot about him. Luna took charge. She levitated the boy through the air to the hospital wing, and sent Percy to get Dumbledore. She sent Neville and Draco to their respective houses to check on their house mates.

-TIME SKIP-

We were in the infirmary a few minutes later. We had explained the battle and Jackson's strange power to turn monsters to dust with a touch of his hand, while Madame Pompfrey tended to the said boy.

Dumbledore stroked his chin. "I have never ever heard of anything like this," he said.

"By the way, Dumbledore," I said as a thought occurred to me. "Why don't you, Luna, Neville and Malfoy have to sacrifice to the gods?"

Dumbledore paused. "The students made a deal with their parents when they got the letter for Hogwarts. I...I reannounced the gods."