A/N Hey y'all hope you like this story I've actually never seen/read Harry potter but I love percy Jackson and I want to write some thing, so here it is,sorry for any mistakes, if you see any please tell me about them.

Nico was irritated he had been visiting hazel in camp Jupiter when a skeleton servant had cut his visit short, apparently his father had a job for him, usually he didn't mind a quest for a good cause but this seemed just foolish and a waste of time, not only that but he had to go to a school!

He shuddered at the prospect, he Hated school with a passion, and if that wasn't dumb enough he had to protect a boy called Harry potter a.k.a the-boy-who-lived he had been struck by a killing curse and survived, and because of that he was some sort of celebrity among his kind which goes to show how weak they were,

Nico had faced worse and everybody still shunned him. But the thing that really irked Nico the school wasn't a normal school, it was a school for wizards and witches! Nico really didn't like wizards or witches 'cause of an unfortunate run in with a few in LA. He sighed Hecate had blessed him with magic for the quest and had given him a wand when he asked what it was made of she had told him a minotaurs bone,(apparently it was possible to get a monsters bone but you had to be a god/goddess) its core was hydra blood!

His supplies were at the school named Hogwarts 'who in their right mind would name a school Hogwarts?! Then again he doubted that wizards/witches were totally sane' he thought shaking his head, he wanted to go straight to the school but he had to do a couple other things first he had to make sure the trial went well for Harry which he had done already and two stop at headquarters and give his cover story to professor dumb-the-door or something like that, which explained why he was currently glaring around in the middle of the side walk in London, he was supposed to go to number twelve grimmauld

place lets see 9-10-11-13, he raised a quizzical eyebrow at the small space in between 11-13 it shimmered he mentally faced palmed himself it was a top secret base and these people were wizards of course there would be some magical protection he closed his eyes and expanded his senses (he didn't actually have to close his eyes but that's what they did in movies wasn't it?) he sensed a mass of

shadows in the invisible{?} house, he checked the street to make sure no one was spying on him, caution took seconds but it could save your life, Nico had learned that the hard way, then he melted into the shadows.

Harry glanced around the table, Sirius looked unusually happy in fact everybody was happier than they had been in a while, he knew it was because they were all relieved his trial had gone well, the twins were deep in a discussion about a new prank Hermione was lecturing Ron about one-thing or another tonks was chatting with Molly and Arthur, moody was quiet seeming to be deep in thought his fake eye whirring "is it getting colder in here?" Ginny suddenly asked cutting off Hermione she looked offended and opened her mouth to start lecturing her how it was rude to interrupt people but Harry intervened "ya it is" he said uneasily Hermione glared at him for a second before turning to moody turning her a glare into a nervous expression she opened her mouth to say some thing but got cut off again this time by

shadow sliding across the floor towards the table, everybody jumped up and whipped out their wands pointing it at the shadow that had slid onto the table and stood up? It became the shape a person it solidified {?} into a boy Harry's eyes widened the boy looked about fourteen his clothes were all black black worn jeans, t-shirt, leather jacket and combat boots, his hair matched his clothes, but his skin

which would have stood out any where looked like the skin of a corpse (no pun intended)in contrast to the rest of his appearance he wore a skull ring on his left hand its eyes were red jewels that glittered cruelly his right hand rested on the hilt of a sword hanging on his chain belt, the boy looked around his face showed nothing no fear, no joy, no recognition, no surprise it seemed to be made of stone he

studied everybody when his eyes met Harry's he had the the almost irresistible urge to to run and crawl under his covers his from the middle of no where he remembered Mrs. Weaselly saying that 'the eyes were windows to the soul' if that were true he reflected this boy's soul would be pure evil the eyes

which he had thought would be brown were black and seemed to look straight through him, my eyes widened he had been at my trial in fact he was the one who made sure I got out in fact he was pretty sure he would have gotten his wand snapped if the boy had not intervened, he smirked, I raised my

wand trying to make it stop shaking, "who are you?"moody growled glaring at him the boy met his gaze head on "ever heard of stranger danger?" the boy smirked his voice was smooth and colder than ice it seemed to be very old and young at the same time, he stepped off the table spun an empty chair around and leaned back propping his feet up on the table then ever-so-casually pulled out a knife from

where'd it had been concealed in his jacket he started cleaning his nails with it Harry had seen this move on several movies at his aunts and uncles house he had always thought this move pretty cheesy, but staring at the black blade used so casually made his blood turn cold, moody stomped over to the boy and pushed his chair over but instead of falling the boy did a back-flip and raised an eyebrow at him "is that any way to treat a guest?" he asked with mock politeness "your not a guest unless people want you,and we don't," moody growled threateningly Harry had seen bigger men cringe at moody's

glare but the boy just looked slightly amused "actually" he said depositing his knife back into its hiding place "I'm not really ever wanted any where, so that doesn't really matter, any way I need to talk to Dumbledore" Harry's jaw dropped no one spoke to moody like that especially some one that young! "I am Dumbledore" moody announced "ya and I'm brok-oh-bummer"

the boy said rolling his eyes "I'm here" Dumbledore said sweeping in, the boy appraised him then shrugged and handed him a envelope he studied it then motioned for the boy to come with him out of the kitchen when they had left Mrs. Weaselly looked pointedly at the twins " you two stay away from that boy " she said sternly,

"yes mum" they said together though Harry doubted that they would actually listen to her, suddenly Dumbledore came back in " do you have an extra bed room?" he asked Mrs. weaselly shook her head Dumbledore sighed,

Harry noticed that the boy in black was leaning in the kitchen door way looking bored, "Harry, hermoine, Ron, and Ginny you need to head to bed now" Mrs. weaselly instructed Ron looked like he wanted to protest but decided against it, Harry followed the rest upstairs but not before he caught the boy-in-black studying him as if wondering if he would taste better fried or boiled.

A/N And there is the first chapter yes, I know it sucks and sorry for the lousy ending but I was a bit rushed and didn't have time to do a good one. Please review. (I'll be more likely to continue.)

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