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FORTY-FIVE

SCENERY:: Hogwarts

NICO HUFFED OUT ANGRILY. He didn't really want to listen to his cousin Perseus Jackson, but he didn't have a choice. His boyfriend was unconscious in the infirmary section of the school, and anger merely fueled his blood. Nothing felt impossible at the moment. The Italian 14 year-old shouted italian words out loud before skeletons rose out.

The figures crowded around the enemies which made him smirk. He pointed his stygian sword at the monsters and waited for Percy's approval. "Let them at it!" he shouted. Nico grinned wider and gave the signal for the skeletons to go at them.

"Now you see, Lucius, there is no stopping us," Thalia yelled as she shot an arrow. She leaned to his side. The children of the big three suddenly surrounded the blonde wizard. He groaned at the group.

They parted to allow Draco through. He looked broken, betrayed, just Like the son of Hades was. Of course, he brushed past that horrid memory of Percy but sometimes felt the pain all over again. With a large huff Nico put a hand to Draco's shoulder.

"You did this to yourself, Father. There is no going back," he cried out hoarsely. The british teen coughed and then continued, "Now, where is Clovis?"

"Home— but I don't think you can stop Luke Castellan," he cackled. Blood coughed out as Percy punched his face. Lucius finished, "Go and find him yourself, almighty heroes."

The children looked towards Nico who nodded in response. With a snarky grin Nico faded into the darkness with his wand, a stick to make it seem as if he was using magic. "Wicked," Ronald Weasley breathed out.

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