A/N: Finally finished chapter four! :) I'll try to update weekly. So no worries. BTW, I'm accepting challenges. (Honestly, ask me for anything and I'll write it for you!)

Nico was thrilled. Sure, he was nervous but still. He could finally get revenge for Harry, and make him proud by doing his quest. No one hurts Harry. If anyone even dare harm one messy hair on Harry's head, Nico swore he'd send them to the deepest pits of Tartarus. After this, no one would mess with Nico di Angelo and his friends.

After a while, the adrenaline died down, and anxiety crept in. His mind suddenly was full of questions. Where could he find the Horcruxes? He could sense souls, but did it still apply if the soul was in pieces? How did you even merge Horcruxes? He'd neglected to ask his father. Which sucks, oh well.

He just knew that a totally obsessed guy like Tom Riddle wouldn't leave his precious Horcruxes unguarded. He bet that there would be loads of enchantments and nasty curses to protect them. Ugh. That was just one of his problems. He wondered vaguely if Hecate could loan him some magic powers. Just for a little while, to do the quest. He dismissed the idea quickly, Hecate wasn't the give-away-powers type, if she ever there would be a price. It would have been really cool to be a demigod, and be one of Hecate's blessed. But horribly dangerous.

Zeus tended to get a little lightning bolt- happy. His uncle already wanted to kill him because he was a son of Hades, and if he was a wizard… He shuddered at that. The horror.

He'd send an Iris message to his dad later about the quest later.

Right now, he just had to visit Harry. Harry. What would he do without Harry? He'd only met him last summer when he was grieving over Bianca. They'd grown close quickly. Nico regarded Harry as his "big brother", and Harry regarded him as his "little bro" (Even though there was hardly a difference between their heights, and technically he was way older than Harry.) There was just something about Harry that screamed leader and adult. Nico felt oddly comforted just by Harry's presence. Harry was his anchor. If Harry hadn't comforted him when Bianca died, he wouldn't be half as cheerful as he usually was. He couldn't even bear the thought of the son of the death god dying. He wouldn't bear it.

With that comforting thought, he faded into the shadows.

…

He appeared straight into the Hogwarts infirmary. Wards or not. That didn't stop him and Harry from shadow traveling. (Harry told him, it would've been great if he learned that power in his second year. He and Ron wouldn't have needed to steal Ron's father's car and they wouldn't have crashed into the Whomping Willow. Long story.)

Nico headed over to the only occupied bed. Screens hid the occupant from view. He pulled them aside gently.

Harry was curled up in a fetal position, and his eyes were closed. Nico was pretty sure he was still awake, though. Judging by his breathing, and the tenseness of his shoulders. Sirius was at Harry's feet as Padfoot. He looked like either a ginormous black dog, or a very small hellhound.

"Harry," he called softly. Harry's eyes immediately snapped open. Harry smiled weakly. "Nico."

"How are you?" I asked.

"I'm fine," he said.

I raised my eyebrows. Harry's definition of fine was "not dead".

Harry rolled his eyes at me. "Sore, and a bit feverish but Madam Pomfrey gave me a potion," he admitted.

See? Typical Harry.

"So dad gave me a quest…"

Nico told him about everything; how Hades, Hecate, and Thanatos were pissed off at Voldemort. The quest Hades assigned him. When Nico told him about the Horcruxes, his eyes widened. "It makes sense. During his little monologue, he said something about going further on the path of immortality than others." Harry shook his head. "If the guy did good things with his magic, I'm sure Hecate would have been more than happy to oblige. As it is…" He shook his head. He continued talking. When Nico finished, he studied the boy's face closely.

"So- let me get this straight. You're going to go on a dangerous quest to hunt for a psycho's, albeit a powerful one, alone?" Harry shook his head at his little bro. "I'm coming with you."

"But," Nico bit his lip, looking at Harry. He wanted to prove that he wasn't a little boy. He was over forty, for Hades' sake! Harry had awesome adventures all the time, and he managed.

"But what?" said Harry, then he added softly, "You don't need to prove anything Nico."

How was Harry able to read him so well? He was a closed book, he had learned to keep his emotions at bay; when he was still mourning Bianca. Bianca- If only he could speak to her…

"Besides, you'll need someone to do magic-"Harry started, when Nico cut him off.

"We could bring Hermione," he blurted out, and blushed. He had a secret crush on Hermione. Gods, did he have a thing for smart and pretty girls. (Annabeth and Hermione.)

Harry gave him a wry grin. "We could. I'll just ask Hecate to do that spell on us. I hate the Tracer." Harry made a face. "Save us a fat lot of trouble."

"It's settled," Harry announced. "You, me, and Hermione if she accepts."

We were bringing Hermione? Di immortales. So much for staying focused on the quest…

A/N: You might ask why didn't Harry shadow travel away from Voldemort. Remember Harry was injured and stuff in the maze, let's just assume that he didn't have enough energy to shadow travel, etc.

P.S. Should I make the chapters longer, or what?

P.P.S. Once again, I'm taking challenges. Whoever wants to read something, I could write it for you.

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