N I C O
I watched in horror as Percy collasped in agony, screaming in pain. His limbs convulsed, and when he looked up, his eyes were lava.
Then he went still.
Everyone else was screaming and freaking out, me included.
What? It's not like I have a crush on him or something...
After two seconds he hadn't stood up, and everyone was in hysterics.
"Water!" I yelled. He was still alive, but just barely.
My request shouldn't have made sense to the wizards, but they understood the urgency. They all whipped out their wands at the same time and drenched Percy in water.
He started gasping, and managed to stand up. "What, was that?" he demanded.
Moody looked horrified for the first time I've seen him, "I...it was only supposed to knock you out."
Percy growled.
"Moody! What did you do?" Molly cried.
"Th-the Stunning Spell!" he stuttered. "That doesn't usually happen."
"Why were you shooting at me anyway?" Percy winced, picking up his sword.
Moody gestured, "Your mark."
Percy looked confused.
"Your arm."
The son of Poseidon looked down at his SPQR mark burned into his skin. "So, are you guys Greeks that hate Romans?"
It was their turn to look confused.
"Then what's that on your arm? If it's not the Death Eater mark?" Lupin asked.
"A tattoo," he held out his arm for them to see. You could see everyone's expression change when they realized it wasn't what they thought it was.
"I don't think I should tell you that," Percy said, responding to Lupin's question. He also looked confused about the term "Death Eater."
"You're not leaving until you tell," Moody threatened, going back into commando. "You already know about us! Our location! Tell us who you are!"
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Nico Visits 12 Grimmauld Place
FanfictionNico di Angelo had one job - shadow travel to 15 Grimmauld Place in London and reap a soul. But things went sour when he ended up three doors down, trapped with the Black family and crazy stick-wielding "wizards". Hopefully Percy Jackson can rescue...
