A/N: Hey guys, here is your new chapter, even if it is a little alter than planned, still we hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 3

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In hindsight, it probably wasn't the best idea for the three of them to travel to England by plane, namely because of a certain son of Hades that had started freaking out from the very moment that they had been told. It had been a major job pulling him from the cabin doorway and forcing him into the van that was there waiting for them, but that in itself was nothing compared to how he was now.

Despite his normal reluctance to show any form of weakness to other people, Nico was currently squeezing the life out of Jason's fingers making the son of Jupiter swear as he watched his hand go through the many shades of purple that accompanied a bruise, or maybe even a broken bone. For his part, the young roman was not too sure how he felt about this particular child of the underworld, now that his memories were beginning to come back, he was pretty sure that he knew Nico from before, but then, why had the boy remained quiet instead of telling him off the bat?

Also, the fact that Nico had been with the Greeks all along was a sore point. All those times he had come to visit camp Jupiter and no once had he said a word about this place. Admittedly, he had a sound reason not to, especially with the history between the two camps and a certain war mongering Augur, but he had still withheld vital information from the Legion. Still, none of these things were powerful enough to detract from the humor of the situation, especially as the goth boy was not practically begging under his breath.

"Pl...Pleeaase doo…don't blast m…me out of the…s…skk...y!"

For a second, the son of the sky thought about letting his cousin sweat for a little bit in unfounded fear, after all, why would Zeus kill his own son just to annoy his brother? But then, after yet another squeeze from the smaller boy, the preator made up his mind to try and relax his charge.

"Jeez Nico, you're killing my hand. Father won't blast you out of the sky, I'm here, remember?"

Blushing deeply, Nico quickly dropped the other boy's hand while Lou snickered something about shonenai*, whatever that was. She had been muttering strange thing every now and then after her holiday in Japan, it had probably not been a good idea to let her go to be honest, the attack of the Kelpy that managed to blow up Tokyo tower was enough proof for that. Nico shot her a strange look for this comment, causing her to stick out her tongue.

"You better not act like this the entire plane ride, death boy, or I'll curse you to oblivion."

She threatened, playfully wiggling her fingers in his general direction and causing the ghost king to flinch away instinctively before blushing even deeper. Needless to say, every time the plane hit even the slightest spot of turbulence, Nico whimper, Jason sighed as his fingers were strangled, and Lou giggled from her seat by the window.

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For a while, the trio tried to distract themselves from the long journey in their own ways. Jason and Nico played a strange version of blackjack they had learnt from Mr D a few weeks ago before getting bored and resorting to playing slaps the Spartan version (where it was quite alright to punch the other person in the face if they didn't move out of the way fast enough, while Lou tried to ignore them by reading through the wizarding books Chiron had leant them the night before. Thankfully, her mother had taught her a spell to erase their dyslexia for the duration of the quest so the reading wasn't painful in the slightest, though she would probably have taken the pain anyway, if it meant that she didn't have to listen to the boys beside her rambling on about random things for the next 6 hours.

Eventually, Nico fell asleep, completely tired out by his fear and then the toned down brawl with Jason, leaving the witch and the roman alone to get on with some studying, so what if death breath fell behind, it would just be all the more entertaining in the future to watch him flounder. Well, they say studying, it was more, the daughter of Hecate reading with avid curiosity about her mother's world while the son of Jupiter just stared off into space, occasionally flipping a page or two.

They had been at this for about half an hour before Lou suddenly froze, glaring down at the page on her lap with an expression so fierce expression that was probably only seconds away from igniting the book. Suddenly interested enough to drop his daydreams, Jason leaned closer to her, trying to get a glimpse of the text, but he wasn't able to see past her suddenly tensed hand.

"What's the matter? You found something?"

Jason flinched slightly as she turned her furious gaze on him for a moment before answering in a strained whisper that was filled with so much venom that it could just as easily have been a snake fang.

"Yeah I found something."

The roman rolled her eyes at the girl's theatrics, surely it couldn't be all that bad right? Getting a little bored by the pause, he leaned forwards, working to hide his interest with a mask of detached boredom.

"What did you find?"

Lou's lip curled at the tone of sarcasm in her voice, and for a brief second, Jason couldn't help but wonder whether the girl was bipolar (he blamed his ADHD for that) but then a heavy book was dropped onto his lap, pulling him back to the current situation.

"A complication."

With that, the daughter of Hecate turned back to glaring out the window leaving Jason to scan down the page to find the source of her irritation. The book was about the dark arts, and other frowned upon areas of magic, (wow, Nico was not going to be happy when he found out that Necromancers weren't all that popular over here) and it looked old. Most of the words were faded, and some of them he didn't even know the meanings of, but he did understand the last paragraph, right near the bottom of the page that talked about something called the killing curse. Paling slightly, he tried not to shudder at the very thought of magic being that powerful, but he didn't manage to suppress his reaction entirely.

"Holy Jupiter! This is going to be tough!"

He gave a low whistle to go with the softly spoken words, but it seemed that they had not been quiet enough. Slowly, the boy in front of Jason turned to star at him with a weird look in his eye. The boy looked to be Asian, with a military hair cut and a strange baby face that did not go with the rest of his figure. He was sat with two girls who were obviously his friends as they were asleep on his shoulders, but that didn't stop him from giving Jason a dirty look.

"Excuse me," he started, "did you just say Jupiter?"

Jason couldn't help but feel a slight sense of foreboding at these words, but that might have had something to do with the glare coming from off to his left. Still, his cheeks flamed when the boy asked his question, floundering around to try and think of a suitable alibi. For a second, it seemed like he wasn't going to be able to think of something, but just as Lou opened her mouth to speak, Jason remembered an afternoon spent with his sister as she tried to teach him how to manipulate the mist. He hadn't been very good at it at the time, but her, desperate times right?

Taking a deep breath too calm himself down, Jason fixed a slightly confused, but totally serene smile on his face as he turned back to the Asian boy, trying to make his tone as innocent as possible.

"No, what are you talking about?"

As he said these words, the son of Jupiter snapped his fingers discreetly beneath the cover of his jacket and a wave of cold air spread down the plain from their position at the very back, but the boy in front of them was not convinced. Still, it looked as though he had decided not to press the matter any further, so, instead, he turned back to the front. Once he was sure the boy would not turn round again, Jason let out a sigh of relief, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes for a second. Before long, he too was away with Hypnos in the realm of dreams, after all, just like Nico once stated, with great power comes great need to take a nap.

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Sighing slightly, Frank shifted slightly in his seat, trying not to disturb Hazel of Reyna as their heads were resting on his shoulders. Not that he minded having the daughter of Pluto snuggled up to him or anything, but having his commanding officer also asleep on his am was more than a little awkward. Not to mention the strange kid behind him that had used the name Jupiter for and curse word. Still, there was no use worrying about it now, there were still 4 hours left until the plane reached London and their quest would begin properly so it was probably a good idea to try and get some sleep while he could.

Leaning back in his soft chair, Frank allowed his head to fall to the right slightly so that it was resting on a bed of soft, caramel curls that smelled strongly of sweet berries. It was nice to be able to do this without having to worry about over protective brothers, or cohort companions making fun at the gesture, or even, an armored slap in the face from the girl in question as she tried to hide her embarrassment. Smiling to himself, the son of Mars allowed his eyes to slide close as he surrendered himself to the realms of sleep.

B/N: Hi hi, Sara here again, and yay, I get to do the questions for all of this one. Ella says that as no one answered, the questions can be Harry Potter related, so here is the first one:

What job did Hermione's parents do?