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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38. Chapter Thirty Eight

Percy's POV


The next thing I knew, I was falling forward. I quickly moved my hand in front on me to catch myself before I face planted onto the mattress.

Nico had left.

He had shadow traveled away.

He had left me.


Why would he do that?

He told me he felt and by some miracle, it was exactly how I felt.

Ever since I talked with Leo at the bottom of the lake, I'd been trying to figure out my feelings, and I had.

I'd taken a while, but once I admitted it to myself, it felt natural. Normal. It felt just like it did when I was crushing Annabeth, and that's how I had known it was real.

I moved my hand and let myself flop face first on the bed and let out a groan of frustration, thinking and over thinking what had happened.

Jason already knew Nico had a crush on me?

Does Nico still like me?

Why didn't Jason tell me?

Why did I kiss him?

I shouldn't have kissed him.

I should've just talked to him and then kissed him.


After I had asked his permission or something like that.

That way I wouldn't've scared him away, causing him to shadow travel away in a panic.

Wait... if he left in a panic, then he probably didn't know where he went.

What if he ended up in a China? Didn't he say that he sometimes goes there by accident? What if he didn't have the energy to get somewhere safe?

I quickly got off Nico's bed and left there room, running out of the Gryffindor Tower, ignoring Ron and Harry as they tried talk to me as I went through the Common Room.

I paused outside of the painting, making sure that I wasn't going to be followed by the overly-curious boys.

"You can't leave this time of night!" The Fat Lady said to me. "It's past curfew!"

"It's an emergency," I said and she rolled her eyes.

"Oh, an emergency, that changes everything," she said sarcastically and ignored her and started running down the stairs.

After about six flights and countless turns, I was in the DADA room. I ran to the back of the class, went up the few steps and paused to knock on the office door.

"Come in," a muffled voice said and I entered the office and walked up to the adjacent door that led to Apollo's room. I knocked as I walked in, already talking.

"I kissed Nico and he shadow traveled away and the lights were on and it was in a panic and he's probably in China or something and he probably needs help and-." Apollo cut me off my rambling by holding up a finger. That's when I took in the picture in front of me.

Apollo was sitting on a made bed, holding a pen, surrounded by crumpled up pieces of paper.

"Would you like to hear a haiku? I've been working on some," he said and gestured to the mess around him.

I really didn't, but since I was about to ask for his help, I was willing to suffer through a few lines of poetry.


"Okay," he said and cleared his throat.


"In United States

Now lost in a field of corn

Soon to be at camp"


"What?" I asked, utterly confused. Corn?

He sighed. "When he panicked, he traveled to somewhere in Iowa by accident and is soon going to be at camp, talking with Piper."

"Oh, thanks," I said, actually grateful for a haiku.

"You are welcome," the god said, proud of himself. "Would you like to talk about what happened?"

I shrugged. "If I could. I don't really know who else to talk to."

"I would suggest Aphrodite, but she's a little busy right now and I doubt you want to talk to her."

I shook my head. "The last time I asked for her help, I ended up with a pack of condoms and a pamphlet on gay sex."

Apollo let out a bark of laughter. "That sounds like 'Dite, being overly helpful."

"That reminds me," I said, "Thank you for your help earlier." The god shook his head.

"It was nothing. It should be the gods thanking you and Nico for your help with this quest, not the other way around. I will do anything you need of me while you're on this quest."

"Anything?" I asked and he raised his eyebrow.

"What do you have in mind?" he asked and I thought for a second.

"How about you tell me what my possible future with Nico might look like?" Apollo smiled and started looking around him for a few seconds before picking up a piece paper that wasn't crumpled.

He flattened it out, held it in front of his face and cleared his throat before he started speaking.


"Love love happiness

Future between you is bright

Don't fuck it up, Percy"


I deadpanned and looked at the smiling god in front of me. "That started out nice, but now I'm kind of offended." Apollo chuckled. "And Percy is two syllables."

He glared playfully at me.

"Don't fuck it up, Perce. Does that work?"

I pretended to think about that for a few seconds. "Yeah, that could work, but I'm still offended."

"You should be, you ungrateful piece of shit." I would've been worried if any other god than Apollo had said that to me, but the golden-haired teen was smiling and laughing as he spoke. "Come sit and talk to me," he said and cleared his bed with a snap of his fingers, patting an empty space in front of him.

I hesitantly sat down with my legs crossed, not really sure what to say.

"Ya know, I knew Nico was gay, I just thought he had a thing for Will."

"Really?" I asked, genuinely surprised. Will? The camp's main doctor?

"Yes, but apparently they're just friends," he said and we sat in silence for a few minutes thinking about what to say next.

"So you like Nico?" Apollo asked and I was thankful he spoke first.

"Yeah, and he likes me back. At least, I think he does."

"Then why did he run?"

I gave him a shrug. "I was hoping you would know and could help me with this."

"I am not the goddess of love. I understand how the heart and mind work on a physical field, not an emotional one, but I can give you some advice from personal experience."

I nodded for him to continue.

"When he does come back, don't ask why he left, just tell him you're happy to see him and that you care about him."

"That's it?" I asked, raising an eyebrow when he was done speaking.

"That's it."

The god and I talked for a while about the quest. I gave him some updates on things that he hadn't seen and I thanked him for telling me to go with Harry over Easter break. We also talked about his kids, how they were at fighting skills were without bows (as I had been dubbed the sword fighting teacher after the war and Clarisse was currently subbing for me) and just their all around well-being.

After about an hour, I started yawning and Apollo sent me to bed so I could be well rested for the questions that would no-doubt being coming from the wizards tomorrow.


I woke up to a knock at the door.

"Can we come in?" A voice that sounded a lot like Ron called and I nodded into my pillow before realizing they couldn't see me.

"Yeah, go for it," I croaked.

The door opened and two sets of footsteps entered.

"Are you awake? It's noon," Harry asked and I groaned and pulled back the curtain to my bed.

"Well I am now," I said and sat up, and stretched.

"What happened last night?" The ginger asked, moving so he was standing in my line of sight.

"Hermione's questions triggered Nico's nightmares," I said, glaring at Ron.

"What were they about?" Harry asked, moving so I would see him.

"I don't know," I said shrugging. "He didn't tell me."

"Where is he?" They asked, seeing the other empty bed.

"New York, I think," I said and they looked confused.

"Why?" Harry asked while Ron asked, "How?"

"Why?" I asked and looked at Harry, "Because that's where we're from. As to how," I looked at Ron, "I think you already know."

Ron thought for a second. "The Umba-whatever thing where he can travel through shadows."

I nodded. "We call it shadow travel. It's easier to say."

"Where did you go when you ran out last night?"

"I went to thank Professor Apollo for helping Nico out."

"You seemed to be in a hurry."

"I wanted to tell him before he fell back asleep."

A cold breeze went through the room and I pulled my blankets closer to me and I saw Harry and Ron shiver.

"What all did Apollo do?"

"He helped me wake Nico up," I explained.

"When will he be back?" Harry asked and before I could shrug and say, 'I don't know,' someone else spoke for the first time.

"I'm right here."

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