Hey! This is a new story, and new concept for me. I can't find the 4th Harry Potter book! I haven't read it yet! :( But, anyways, Nico is awesome, so none of you can review HIM! You have to review my STORY! Duh! So here it is!

Nico's P.O.V.

I hoped this would work out. Honestly, not much of my life does. Oh yeah, and I don't take pity! (okay...I do...but not many people give it to me...No it's not because they know I'm a son of Hades! Okay...maybe it is.)

Anyway, here I was, minding my own business, balancing my books, trying to make my way towards the 'Hogwarts' castle, when some snobby, stupid, boy with white blond hair made me lose my balance by pushing me. And all my books scattered onto the floor. I gave him my famous 'death glare', which was really awesome by the way considering I'm a son of Hades and all. Another awesome streak: the boy saw the glare, and gave his dumb friends a nervous look, then ran off. Ha! I scared him out of his wits! My dad would be so proud...

I gathered my books, and walked into the castle. I found my way to the headmaster's office. I knocked, he told me to come in, and take a seat.

"Ah, Mr. di Angelo. I am Albus Dumbledore, but please call me Dumbledore."

"Alright..."

"How old are you..?"

"I am 13. Sir."

"Ah...then the 3rd year..." He said, taking some notes.

"Well, follow me, the feast shall start any minute" He said softly.

So I followed him to the HUGE (And amazing) dining pavillion.

"Wow..." I muttered.

He told me to go up on this 'stage' type thing, and wait there, until I was called. A hat was placed there, and every new student was trying it on. It kept calling out weird things like 'Gryffindor', 'Hufflepuff', 'Ravenclaw', and 'Slytherin.'

Naturally, I was the last one. I was called forth, and I sat on the stool, feeling like something bad was going to happen. Then they put the hat on me.

"Ah, yes. Braveness...intelligience...alertness...so cunning...could fit into any house, really."

I couldn't believe it! The hat was talking! Out loud!

"Now...let's see. Ah...your memories, and past. We can decide on those!"

NO! DON'T DO IT! I thought.

"Oh...oh my...Blood, death, war, death, betrayal, death...SO MANY AWFUL THINGS! AND DEATH!"

I warned you...!

"Oh...no...no! GET ME OFF!" Someone ripped the hat off me before I could.

"That boy...has seen more than anybody! He's been through more than I could handle! He can withstand all those things without...without breaking...he is a GRYFFINDOR!"

Somebody pointed a shaky finger at the Gryffindor table, and I went there. Everybody was looking at me with either something like fear, or hate. I've seen both...it's not new to me. But mostly fear.

The ghosts especially. They moved into one corner as I walked. Huh...I wonder why...

Ron's P.O.V.

Man, this kid was SCARY!

He had super dark black hair, dark, olive green eyes, with a look of hate, regret, and power in them. He had really, really pale oliveish skin. He resembled a zombie. Yeah, that creepy.

But when I said this to Harry and Hermione, Harry chuckled (the man giggle) and Hermione punched me in the (man) gut.

She also said that it was rude to talk about someone like that. But it was what everybody, with the exeption of her, was talking about.

Plus, the way he made the hat scared like that made me wonder about his past. Apparently, Dumbledore was asking the hat what he saw, but Dumbledore said that this matter was not to be discussed with the us. Too bad.

I gave him a very, very, very freaked out look when he sat at the table. I swear he saw it, and when he looked me in the eyes, I saw those awful qualities about him. Of course, he probably had other qualities too, but you could probably only see them when he was in a good mood. In which he didn't look like he was in a good mood. Hermione gave him a smile. He didn't see that.

But when he saw the ghosts cowering in the corner, he had a look of confusion, but they seemed to pass some sort of 'mind conversation' and then he smiled. His smile was THE creepiest, most COLD look in the world, apart from his eyes.

Unfortunately, he was in the same year as us. The next day, we had potions, first thing! Neville and I are usually the worst in class, but he took 1st prize! He blew up the table, caldron, and anything within 3 feet if him. Of course, he didn't get hurt, but he got a detention with Snape! Geez...he had some bad luck...

Apparently, the detention scared Snape more than this 'Nico' kid...what could Nico have done to make Snape have a broken nose, a wound on his hand, and green hair? I mean, Nico didn't get out easily either. He had a greenish wound on his arm, and a limp. But, after school, he went up to the boy's dorm, and came out perfectly fine. He had no limp, and no injury what-so-ever! Something's wrong with this kid...

Hermione's P.O.V.

Nico had some of the same classes as me. But, unlike me (who sat at the very front row, and scooted my chair closer to the teacher), he sat in a shadowy corner, he never raised his hand, and frankly, nobody wanted to be his partner.

Sure, he was a little creepy, but that doesn't mean he isn't nice!

Boy, was I wrong.

Apparently, a Hufflepuff boy tried to be nice, and make friends with him. And he laughed. Exactly.

And when someone get's in trouble, he smirks at them! Evilly...

Then, one day in potions, he raised his hand (surprising) while Snape was giving a lecture on how to make a death potion. Snape called on him, and Nico said, "Why in the world would we waste our time making this stupid potion when we could just use a spell, or perhaps a very powerful sword, to kill someone?" Snape got angry at this, and gave him another detention. You could really tell Snape hated him!

This morning, Snape came down to breakfast with his arm in a sling! He also had burns on him...wonder why...Nico came down with a sprained ankle, but he didn't seem to notice the sprain. It was like pain was the least of his worries. Weird.

Harry's P.O.V.

Nico sat some how near me, and I decided to ask him about the sprained ankle business.

He replyed with absolutely no emotion, "I got in trouble with Snape. Had detention...and let's just say things never turn out well when I have detention..."

He got in trouble YET AGAIN with Snape today. This time, I had detention with him too. I shuddered at the thought of what might happen.

We were sitting down, quietly, when he sat up straight, and started fidgeting. He looked some what nervous, like something bad was going to happen.

This continued for another hour, until Snape yelled, "NOT AGAIN!"

Just then, some sort of sphinx came in, and started attacking us! I shot 15 different spells at it, wihout any effect.

Then Nico got up, and took out a sharp, black, short sword and attacked back. It bit him, he winced but kept fighting. It came out like this: he had 5 different bites, 3 different scratches. I had 2 different bites, and 1 scratch, Snape had 1 bite, and 1 scratch. Nico got the worst of it. His bites started turning green, the scratches were bleeding, but he didn't care. He ran to tend to my bites and what not. Then Snape yelled at him, and he ran (or tried to, having failed because of the wounds) up to the Gryffindor boy's dormitory. I followed, but not quite as fast. When I got there, he was just laying down, gritting his teeth because of the pain. I didn't feel a thing anymore, because he fixed me up with bandages.

When I woke up, Ron was trying to see my wounds. See if they were bad or not. But Nico told him not to remove the bandages. When Nico got up, Ron took one look at him, saw all the wounds he had, and turned back. He whispered something to me, too. "What happened?" I said "A sphinx attacked!" He said "Oh..." And looked back at Nico, who was trying to do something with his wounds. He looked in his bag, pulled out a canteen, looked inside, and muttered, "Ah, Zeus! No nectar?"

I wondered what he meant...