Bad Memories

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Leo POV

We're all waiting in our common room, and Nico is the last to come out. Our masterpiece is now smudged every direction, and we are turning red trying not to laugh.

Nico growls and searches for a mirror. When he comes out of the bathroom, looking very angry, Travis, Connor, Percy and I are on our feet. Well, Travis and Connor have already snuck away. So me and Percy.

He chases us around the common room, dropping the temperature by several degrees, and the room gets darker.

Percy screams like a little girl, or maybe it was me... I can't tell.

He pulls water from the sink until he's in a floating water bubble. So, Nico turns to me. Double shist.

I jump over the couch, over Annabeth's head, and aim for the fireplace but shadows push me back. Seriously? I try to run, but then I stumble and fall, and I end up trapped against a wall.

Percy is trying to splash Nico in the face to slow him down, but it just makes the ink run.

I can't help it, I start laughing and fall to my knees. He looks like an Aphrodite girl who was crying and ruined her makeup, and now she's mad at the boy who dumped her!

Just before he reaches me, Annabeth appears and puts an arm out in front of him, pushing him back.

"Not now Nico, we're late for breakfast," she says. "You can kill him later. Go get cleaned, Percy put the water in the shower, and Leo..... " she just sighs. Nico is glaring frighteningly as he leaves to wash off the ink. Percy does as he's told, and I brush myself off.

There's a knock at our door. "Is everything all right in there?" Hazel opens the door a crack. It's Ginny.

"Uh, yeah, the boys are goofing around," Hazel says.

Ginny smiles. "Ok. Well, we could hear the commotion in the common room. A friend and I are running late for breakfast. You wanna come with us?"

"Sure, we'll be out in a second!"

~~small time skip~~

Annabeth POV

I can't help but steal glances at Nico. He washed off the ink, but now he has colorful tints over his skin. His arms looked multicolored, so he put on his jacket. Actually, quite a few Griffindors wore jackets because of how cold Nico had made the whole Griffindor dorm seem.

Under his eyes, the glasses left a strange green tint. His cheeks are tinted red in a permanent blush because of Leo's flame doodles. His forehead is strangely tinted black. And so on.

I feel a little bad for him, but it was funny.

"You're late," Hermione points out, a clear question in her voice. We're sitting in the Great Hall for breakfast.

"Ya, some of us woke up late," I answer. We'd walked in late, so more people watched when we all walked through a side door to burn food. Dumbledore knows who we are, as I thought he would. Chiron isn't sending spies, he's sending ambassadors. Basically.

"You missed the new kid. He's a day late, but they let him in. He got sorted into Slytherin."

"What's his name?"

"I don't remember, actually. Something with an 'O'," Hermione frowns, trying to remember.

I shrug. It doesn't matter. We just need to get to know the students, and see if they'd be good allies.

Time Skip

We get our schedules, and we have Hermione read them to us. We all have the same classes, so she just reads mine. I told her we're all dyslexic.

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