I keep forgetting to do this

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They were allowed to go so sleep right then and all the first years did, though Nico waited for the sounds from outside to quiet down. Nothing was catching his attention until Harry's voice came out of nowhere. If he had been in camp and someone sneaked up behind him he would have a sword at their neck in seconds. Here however, as he is reminded again and again, he is a wizard. And just a wizard. Not a demigod who has been in two wars and through hell. Nico scowled when the thought of Tartarus made him shudder. He shouldn't be this weak.

"Is he asleep?" The next voice appeared right in front of his face.

Using all his willpower Nico stayed where he was and relaxed his face even more. "..I think so." That one was Harry voice.

Nico felt his heart rate speed up as he felt a soft breath against his face. Once more he almost opened his eyes, but stopped himself. Instead he brought up the blanket over him and covered his face. That way he could see where they were without telling them he was awake.

Gently he peeked out into the darkness and waited for his eyes to adjust. It caught him by surprise when he saw a ball of light above him. What also surprised him was how close they all were. Over the weeks at camp half-blood, no one would get near him. Except for the idiots called friends.

A warm feeling suddenly burst within him at the thought of them. For some reason they haven't left yet, but surely it was a matter of time. Nico shook his head slightly and forced the warmth to retreat. His watchers weren't gone yet.

"What did you say happened Harry?"

"Well-"

"Why're you asking him? We all saw the same thing!"

"Ron shut up. You're going to wake everyone in here. Harry met him before us that's why I'm asking him."

Apparently Ron did shut up as Harry continued with his story. "Well, I saw him when I was late and heading towards the carriages."

-line break-

He knew Hagrid would lead Nico to the main doors going into the great hall. He thankfully remembered a few pathways in the school that ended in the hall almost next to the Gryffindor table. As he travelled through them, Nico kept invading his thoughts. The transfer was… different. Harry couldn't put it into words but something wasn't right about him. Normally people would be amazed at Hogwarts; that they were going to the famous school. Nico however just…wasn't.

He saw the end of the tunnel and decided not to mention Nico to Ron and Hermione in case they overreacted and assumed he was Voldemort in disguise.

Although…. Harry shook his head. 'No. I'm not assuming he's Voldemort and ruin his time here.' He would have enough trouble as it was already.

He had a bit of a kick start when all the students saw him emerge from nowhere. "Harry! Where have you been?" Hermione hissed. "The first years are almost here. Sit down!"

Harry ducked his head a bit hurried to sit next to Ron across from Hermione. He looked to Dumbledore and found him already staring.

It was in that moment that the first years with McGonagall burst through the doors. As usual all the students were watching them. Harry however was looking for a specific person. Nico. He was surprised to see no trace of him in the crowd.

'Perhaps he's in the middle or on the other side.' Harry puzzled.

"Who are you looking for Harry?" Hermione asked catching his eye.

"No one." He mumbled.

Hermione seemed to dislike the answer and was about to interrogate him further but Dumbledore spoke first. He told everyone about a transfer student but no name.

"Transfer?" Fred and George questioned at the same time.

Soon McGonagall started reading the names. "Di Angelo, Nico."

Harry snapped his head up and watched as Nico walked up the steps. When he sat facing the tables and first years, his eyes seemed to be scanning the students sitting. Harry shrank back instinctively.

Hermione was the only one to notice. "Harry? What are you doing?"

"No-nothing."

She frowned but looked back up at Nico's sorting. Harry, who had been paying careful attention, saw as Nico froze and his eye's widened.

'It's talking.' He concluded. Time passed slowly while the tables began to talk. Around seven minutes passed before Nico moved.

Suddenly the sorting hat was wailing and begging to be lifted off Nico's head. All eyes were on Nico and the hat which seemed to be gathering it's breath.

Nico also looked to be gone. His head was down and elbows were on his knees. No one made a sound and Nico collected himself. Slowly the boy raised his head and opened his eyes.

Harry almost thought he saw a smile appear on Nico's lips when the first years looked scared to death. Again minutes passed as Nico stood shakily and turned to receive his house.

"Gry-Gryffindor." The hat managed.

Nico then looked around the room and started walking towards the Gryffindor table. Students in the Gryffindor house moved over to make space.

While Nico sat, professor McGonagall continued reading names out. When the last student was sorted, food appeared on the tables. It was one of the quietest banquets ever. There were a few people speaking about what happened over the summer or where they've been, but overall the conversation between students was non-existent. Harry noticed others at his table glancing at Nico, Hermione especially. He could almost hear the thoughts going through her mind. For the moment Hermione seemed ready to stand and demand an explanation of what occurred in the sorting but she blinked and turned away to Ron who was eating with his hands and stuffing food into his mouth.

"Ronald, you are revolting."

Ron ignored her in favor of grabbing more food. It was then that the Gryffindor ghost showed up. The first years who weren't expecting the ghost nearly choked on their drinks.

Harry spared a look at Nico to see if he was surprised at seeing Sir Nick float out of the table, but saw only him blankly staring at Nick. He heard Nick introduce himself and the usual pause before calling him Nearly Headless Nick. However when a stretch of silence from the ghost forced Harry to see what happened, the ghost fled.

"What happened? He didn't even respond to being called Nearly Headless Nick!" Ron yelled. "Bloody hell. Bloody Baron's gonna have his head."

Hermione cut in to correct Ron. "That wouldn't happen, Nick wants to have his head completely off."

"So?"

"Ron, think about it. Why would the Baron do something good for Nick?"

"Because…"

"He wouldn't Ron." Harry put in.

"So then-"

"All Gryffindor first years follow us! We'll be taking you to your tower and room."

As all the new witches and wizards left, Nico followed. All around him rumors started.

"-did you see-"

"-Dumbledore was even-"

"-He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named-"

With a loud thump the front doors closed. "All returning students, I hope your summer was pleasant. Welcome back to Hogwarts!"

Dumbledore lifted his arms with the last statement and the doors reopened. In a large cluster all the students mixed and walked to their own towers. The trio remained seated to talk to Hagrid and professor Lupin. As it was, the two teachers didn't look back when they exited through doors behind them.

"Come on Harry. We'll see them tomorrow."

He nodded and followed his friends. After debating with himself, Harry blurted out what he knew about Nico.

"That transfer student… I met him before."

Hermione narrowed her eyes and stepped towards him. "What do you mean? Before, when he was in America?"

"No. I saw him when I was late. He and Hagrid were walking towards the carriages. I only met him for a few minutes before I left to arrive earlier then the first years." He paused to gauge Hermione's reactions- Ron wasn't following.

"Is that all?" Harry nodded. "All right. Ron come on."

"What are we doing?" Ron asked.

"This Nico is terribly suspicious. Harry did you pack the Invisibility Cloak?"

"Of course, but why?"

"Just meet me by the fireplace after everyone goes to sleep."

"But Hermione," Ron whined. "That's when we're supposed to be asleep too!"

"Oh shut up Ron. Ok Harry?"

He nodded and they split ways. "What's gotten into her?" Ron asked. "She's even worse than in first year."

Harry shrugged. "Come on Ron. We'll get caught if we stay too long."

When they reached their room, Ron feel asleep immediately while Harry waited for the prefects to leave the hallway.

Harry collected his cloak and woke Ron. "Wah?"

"Ron, lets go."

"Harry?"

"Yes Ron. Hermione's waiting."

After a few more frustrating moments Ron was decent and they made their way down the stairs.

"There you two are! I was beginning to think you fell asleep."

"Ron did. What are we doing Hermione?"

"Getting information. Put the cloak on Harry. Let's go."

They then made their way back up the stairs and tried to avoid the creaky boards. However they were lost after five minutes.

"Do you know where Nico is?"

Both boys shook their heads. A loud creak broke the delicate silence. "Ron!"

"Sorry."

"What was that?"

The trio froze. The voice came from inside the door the next to them. A pale face opened the door and glanced down the empty hallway. "You're just imagining things. Guess the Sorting really did a number on people."

"Did you see what happened to the first person who went? Di Angelo I think."

"Be grateful we're not in the same room."

"Yeah buts he's not too far away. Practically right next door."

"Practically?"

"Well this is a school of magic. The rooms could be anywhere."

"Paranoid aren't you? Shut the door. Letting all the warmth out."

"If we're attacked-"

Harry let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding. He saw Ron grinning widely at Hermione.

"Yes alright Ron. You were lucky. Now let's go."

Quietly they opened the door Nico was in. After confirming the students were asleep Hermione cast a spell for light.

The small orb left her wand and fluttered above them. "Is he asleep?"

"...i think so."

Harry watched as Hermione moved closer and let out a light breath to Nico's face. The boy scrunched his face but remained sleeping. He also brought the blanket up and covered his face.

Hermione smiled a bit and backed up. "What did you say happened Harry?"

"Well-"

"Why're you asking him? We all saw the same thing!" Ron started.

"Ron shut up. You're going to wake everyone in here. Harry met him before us that's why I'm asking him."

His friend huffed but stayed silent.

"Well, I saw him when I was late and heading towards the carriages." While Harry recounted his story, Hermione kept a close eye on all the students.

"Is that it?"

"Yes."

Sighing she crossed her arms. "Let's see what stuff he has."

It felt like hours before the three left the room and went to sleep. They were dead on their feet from searching for clues or anything really.

Harry lets his eyes close after putting his glasses on the stand next to the bed.

It was dark. His skin felt like it was on fire but at the same time freezing. Hands were burning from the inside and skin was cold to the touch. "Help!" He shouted but it faded away quickly. There was smoke coming from him- his skin withering. A gasp escaped him and he realized he couldn't breathe. Another gasp and he was panicking. Just as his vision was losing focus he took one more jarring breath.

A sharp inhale alerted others to his waking. "Arry?"

Harry looked up at Ron who had toothpaste dripping out of his mouth. "I'm alright Ron. Just a dream. Go spit that out before you get it over the covers."

Ron obeyed and Harry laid back in bed. He tried to remember the nightmare but the more details be could think of the blurrier the image became.

"Harry, Hermione will be waiting for us." With a sigh Harry tossed his legs over the side and face planted into the floor. "Harry!"

Ron rushed to him and helped him onto the bed again. "Sorry Ron. Got up too fast."

"Gave me a right scare you did. Think you'll be alright getting into the bathroom yourself?"

Was he serious? Turning to Ron, Harry could see the smirk on his face. "Very funny Ron. Go tell Hermione I'll be there soon."

He nodded and left the room. Slowly Harry stood and walked to get changed. Minutes later he found himself sitting in the great hall waiting for breakfast. They were early so Hermione could speak about the transfer student. "I don't think he's from an American Wizarding school."

"What makes you say that?"

"First off, there is no American school for magic."

Perking up, Harry listened carefully.

"Then how is he from one?"

"He isn't Ron."

"But that means-"

"Students. I am happy to see you have all found your way to the tables for breakfast. After all it is the most important meal of the day." Dumbledore paused, watching to make sure everyone was listening. "We have some very important matters to discuss. Now as you will all be aware of Dementors are stationed at every entrance to the grounds and I must make it clear that while they are with us, no one is allowed to leave without permission. Dementors are not to be fooled with tricks or disguises. Or even Invisibility Cloaks." At that he looked directly at Harry. "It is not in their nature to understand pleading or excuses, as such do not give them a reason to harm you." Again the headmaster stopped at looked around. "On a happier note, I am pleased to welcome two new teachers today. We have professor Lupin who is going to be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts and Hagrid who will be filling the post for Care of Magical Creatures. I am delighted to announce the start of a new year at Hogwarts!"

With that the food appeared and chatter started. Ron was greedily stuffing his hands into a plate of fruits, Hermione and Harry were looking for Nico. They hadn't seen him enter, yet Dumbledore wouldn't start without everyone being present.

Only when Harry's stomach started growling did he collect food and plie it on his plate. In front of him, Hermione was doing the same. He raised an eyebrow towards her.

"We'll see him in one of our classes." She reasoned and continued to eat.

So Harry's POV. It was difficult to make the characters talk like they would in the book. Crazy stuff. Took a bit cause i had to keep going back and forth between the books. Again hope you like, and review if you can!