Percy and Nico Undercover at Hogwarts

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The gods have Percy and Nico help the world that is unknown to demigods. The Wizarding World. Percy is changed into his fifteen year old self so he can fit in, and him and Nico are sent to help stop the war against Voldemort before it even starts.

(This takes place after the Giant War and during Harry Potter's fourth year at Hogwarts. You really shouldn't read this if you don't like Percico.)

(Also, I do not own Percy Jackson or Harry Potter, this is my only disclaimer)

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17. Chapter Seventeen

Percy's POV

 

As Nico and I walked down to the Great Hall where the dance was at, Professor McGonagall stopped me. "Are you ready?" she asked.

"Ready for what?"

"To dance. All the champions are the first to dance." Nico's and my eyes widened. "Oh, I didn't tell you. Well, wait outside the doors, I have to tell Potter." Then she rushed off.

"We have to dance?" he asked and I nodded. "In front of people?" I nodded again and he looked scared.

"Neeks," I said and put my hands on his shoulders, "You've fought monsters. That's not ever close to as scary as dancing in front of people."

"I beg to differ."

Harry suddenly walked up with a girl on his arm.

"We have to dance," he said and I nodded.

"McGonagall just told us."

"Who's your date?" the girl asked and I put my arm around Nico's shoulder.

"Mr. Di Angelo here," I said and Nico blushed.

"Really?" Harry asked and I nodded.

"Yep. I asked him earlier and he said yes."

"You guilted me into saying yes."

"Lies!" I yelled and Nico chuckled.

"You think what you want."

Nico and I bickered for about ten minutes, and then McGonagall came and sent all the champions and their dates into the middle of the room to dance.

People stared at Nico and I as we walked in with my arm around his shoulder.

"I can't dance," I whispered to him and he chuckled.

"Follow my lead."

"I thought you were scared?" I asked and he chuckled again.

"I may be scared, but at least I'm not a loser who can't dance."

I smacked the back of his head, and before either of us could say anything else, the music started.

 

 

 

Nico's POV

 

It had been about an hour since the dance had begun, and Percy and I were slow dancing.

I was beyond happy. I was dancing with my crush, and he seemed happy about it.

"So, you having fun?" I asked Percy and he nodded.

"Yeah, I've never been to a dance before."

"That's a lie," I told him and he looked confused. "When you, Annabeth and Thalia came to get Bianca and I, you went to the school dance."

"I remember that," Percy said and chuckled. "You were such a little kid then. You loved Myth-o-Magic and you were tan."

"Yeah, but I've grown up a lot since then."

"I know, but you're not tan anymore." He glared at me. "When was the last time you played Myth-o-Magic? Be honest"

"About five years ago," I lied.

"You're lying."

"What do you mean?"

"I know that you and Leo play it all the time. I've seen you."

"What?"

"Yeah, but I never said anything because I didn't want to embarrass you. You always looked happy when you played."

"That's because I was. It felt like it was before I found out that all the things in the game were real."

"I remember when I told you that my dad was Poseidon."

"Yeah," I said and blushed slightly. "I asked you if you could surf really well."

"I still haven't tried."

"But you probably can. I mean, you dad is Poseidon and all."

"How about this. Come summer, you and I go surfing."

"Deal."

"Now that we have that settled, do you want to stay here for break or go back to camp?"

"I say we go and visit your mom first. I've been writing her letters because you're too lazy too."

"Really?" he asked, shocked, and I nodded.

"Yeah, she's been really worried about you since that dragon attack."

"She shouldn't be."

"But she is. How about once this dance is over, we go visit your mom. The dance gets over at midnight so it should be about four in the afternoon there."

"That seems like a good idea."

 

 

 

Percy's POV

 

Harry and Ron didn't seem to be having as much fun as we were. Whenever Harry would dance with his date, he would stare right past her at Cho Chang, who was dancing with Cedric.

Ron was doing the same thing, except he was staring at his brothers date, I couldn't tell which twin it was as they both looked the same from behind, Hermione. Ron was staring at Hermione.

Shocking, right?!?

Okay, it wasn't really that shocking, you could tell they liked each other, everyone knew it except the trio. No one really said anything about it though, because, apparently they were most people's OTP, whatever that meant.

Piper had tried to explain it to me during the Prophecy of Seven because Leo and Hazel kept talking about 'shipping' Annabeth and I together, and how we were their 'OTP'.

I found it sweet that they liked Annabeth and I together, but I found it more creepy when I learned that Jason 'shipped' me with someone other than Annabeth. I never knew who it was with, but I guess that secret died with him.

My eyes started to tear up at the thought of Jason. Cut in half. Dead.

"Perce, what's wrong?" Nico asked as we slow danced.

I shook my head. "Just thinking about Jason."

Of course, Nico's response had to be sarcastic to cheer me up. "Oh, I see how it is," he said as he removed his from my neck, "thinking about another guy while I'm dancing with you." He playfully shoved me away, but it didn't seem playful to others, it seemed violent and it got to their attention. He decided to raise his voice to make this more dramatic.

"I thought we had something special!" He yelled and I chuckled silently. Some people gasped at what he said.

"We did Neeks, we did. But not anymore. I'm engaged to someone else, okay!"

Nico seemed to get my hint about what was happening and I saw him huff angrily to cover up a smile. Frozen was, of course, our favorite movie. Leo was the one who showed it to us.

"Well maybe you're just a fixer-upper. Maybe you've got a few flaws."

"I do."

"Like this quote engagement has to be a flex arrangement."

"You're right,"I told him, nodding. "I don't have a ring."

"We just need to get you're fiancé out of the way, and this whole thing will be fixed."

I nodded again at what he said. "But don't think you can change me."

"Of course not dear, I don't think I can change you, because people don't really change. Love's a powerful force that's-," Nico was cut off by a voice of a person that definitely didn't get the joke of this event.

"Who let the gays in here."

Nico and I both stopped and turned at a boy I didn't recognize.

"The fuck did you just say?" I asked him. His eyes went wide in dread, but he repeated himself, which was brave of him to do because Neek and I were both pissed.

"I said 'Who let the gays in here'."

"That's what I thought." Nico said, you could particle see the anger rolling off of him.

I looked at Nico and he looked at me, he seemed a little scared at how angry I was, and if Nico was scared, that guy must be about to piss himself, which was good. I had no tolerance for this bullshit.

After a moment, I grabbed the guy and pulled his ear to my lips. "You should be praying the the gods that I've decided not to beat the fucking shit out of you, and you know I could. You saw me kill that dragon, and it wasn't the first thing I killed. If you even think something bad about non-straight people in my presence, I'll make sure to send flowers to your funeral.

"Anyways, psychological torture is worse than physical torture. Just remember that one day, I will beat the living shit out of you. Not today, not tomorrow, but eventually, I'll break every rib, every bone, I'll cut off your hand, and dislocate every bone in your body. Just remember that." I let go of his shirt and tossed him to the floor. "It wouldn't be the first time I did that to someone."

"Oh, and one more thing," I added before I pulled Nico towards me, "I have no tolerance for homophobic assholes, because you're not homophobic, if you were," I took Nico's face in my hands and genteelly kissed his lips, "that would scare you! You aren't homophobic, you're just assholes. You have a problem with people be gay, pan or whatever, you come to me!" I turned towards a blushing Nico and took his hand in mine. "Let's go," I told him and we headed out of the dance, and Shadow Traveled as soon as we turned the corner.

My lips still tingling from the kiss.

"Oh gods," I thought to myself, "what have I gotten myself into."

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