HI! I'm back! Sorry I missed a few days, this chapter took a little longer somehow. But I think the next one should be quicker.

The characters that are undercover will use their real names in the titles and not their fake names.

To phoenix010: My time zone is very different from yours then. Even if I updated at 4 a.m. where you are I actually updated at 7 p.m. where I am.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor Percy Jackson & The Olympians

—Alabaster Torrington—

I smiled inwardly as the hat first began to squirm, then began to scream. Nico trembled a bit, probably at having to relive a big chunk of his memories, but he still managed to keep himself in control and probably his mind too. Way to make an entrance.

Outwardly, though, I widened my eyes and shuddered. An entire year of doing this and I had already given up on hating this character Nathaniel (Nate for short) Jackson. It wasn't worth it. My deal was better than Nyroc's and Draco's, but it was still annoying.

All of us found it a bit unfair that Nico got to have an easy role, but we weren't really that far off.

Nico had played scared, lonely, innocent yet powerful, little brother Nico di Angelo before in the mortal world, so it made sense to do it here since the witches and wizards were still considered mortals. I played stuttering, lonely, sometimes-hyperactive boy through half of my life, with more aliases than I could count. Luna found comfort in her role. Nyroc struggled a bit to remain 'useless'. Mostly, it was Draco that found it annoying, since he had to use his annoying genes from Athena to be the bad boy.

Either way, it was going to be harder to communicate now that we were all but two going to be in different houses.

Any plan created would depend on which house Nico was placed in. I was the only one who thought there was a small chance he might end up in Hufflepuff thanks to his kindness. All four of us were still betting Gryffindor.

The hat had been squirming from the bad memories than suddenly it screamed then shouted, "Alright, alright, enough!" I saw Nico's mouth twist into a small cheeky smile under the hat.

Ravenclaw sat close to the front, so I heard the hat when it said quietly,

"To see that much and still have your sanity…"

Then Nico's soft chuckle and reply, "Didn't know I still had it."

"Well then, for sheer courage," the hat said louder, "GRYFFINDOR."

I resisted the urge to fist-pump, instead I recoiled into my seat but winked discreetly as he passed.

Some questions will be raised, some questions will be answered, that's how things worked here in Hogwarts.

As soon as everyone else had been sorted, Dumbledore stood, prodded by my manipulations. "Thank you. Now, one of our new students, Nico di Angelo, is from an advanced school in America, New York, Long Isl— Therefore he will be joining the third years and be in the same classes as Harry Potter, to make things simpl—. Hope everyone has fun in Hogwarts!" he said the last two sentences rather rushed as everyone turned to look at Nico, who was genuinely uncomfortable.

Draco turned in his seat as well. But, far from even glancing at Nico, he turned and glared fiercely at me. Oops, too much info and far too obvious, guess I overdid it.

Everyone began to eat and I, being ignored as usual, pulled a book out and sat it on my lap. Nobody thought twice when I looked down, or noticed when I changed my reading light into a sacrificial flame, and disintegrated a piece of bread in the fire for the gods.

Gryffindor, huh? This was going to be a bit more tricky then.