Nico Di Angelo at Hogwarts- Darkness Prevails

If everyone was stepping into a fire, would you?

DISCLAMER DISCLAMER (NEEE NAAW NEEE NAAW): THESE CHARACTORS AND SOME PLACES ARE OWNED BY JK ROWLING AND UNCLE RICK!!!!

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"Who's Will?" he said.

NICO

"N-no one." I said hastily, packng up my drachmas and pyramid.

He frowned. Nice work Nico. Weren't you supposed to make friends with him?

"He's a friend. I was just calling him."

Harry pointed at my bag. "Then why did you have a glass thing and galleons out?"

"What's-" Gods, I almost said 'what's galleons?', but I thankfully remembered that they were part of the wizard currency, and looked a little like drachmas.

"What do you mean?" I clicked my fingers- a short, crisp sound, and continued. "You did not see a glass pyramid, nor the golden drachmas. You have just come to tell me what you were told to tell me." 

Harry's eyes glazed over, and then he shook his head. "We're leaving to go to Diagon Alley in ten minutes. You need to come and get some floo powder to get there."

Ugh. Another stupid name.

"Lead the way."

Harry slightly frowned and lead me to a sitting room with a large, open fireplace. I suddenly had images of the river Phlegethon, the river of fire, that flowed from the underworld to- t-that place. I remembered the taste like i had swallowed it yesterday- disgustingly spicy, so spicy that it made me want to claw my eyeballs out. I've now got the highest pain tolerance for chilli at camp, apart from Percy and Annabeth. 

I remember last month, when Percy insisted that all of us come to see him enter the hot n' spicy competition, which ran every year. The challenge is to eat as many ghost chillis as you can in 10 minutes. Percy did about 49 before he almost passed out. he would have kept going, as there was 2 minutes left on the clock, but Annabeth stopped him. She sighed and told him to stop or he wouldn't get any blue cookies for a week. My family is weird.

I shook myself back to reality, and saw what everyone was doing. They were taking a pinch of dust (presumably floo powder), stepping into the fire, which was green (no clue), and saying,

"Diagon Alley."

Then they were covered in the fire, and disappeared. I turned to Mrs Weasley.

"Mrs Weasley, where abouts are we going?"

She gave a little chuckle. Obviously, she had 'warmed up' to me, but she still had an air of caution.

"Diagon alley, of course!"

I give her a little smile. "Where abouts in Diagon Alley?"

She frowned. "Well, when you use Floo powder, you always end up outside Gringotts-"

"Thank you. Meet you there, I guess." I step into the shadows, and transport myself to Diagon Alley.