Heyyo! I am now making a story for Nico/Hermione...as promised in my other story Oracles. ^_^

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor Percy Jackson.

Enjoy~!

Chapter 1

You have in your eyes the continuing story of the Boy-Who-Lived and the Son of Poseidon. The two may share differences and similarities alike. The setting starts in Privet Drive in Scotland...

"Harry?!" a motherly voice sounded, "Open up!"

"Coming!" Harry Potter ran down the stairs.

"Harry! We'll be late!" the voice still scolded.

"Yes, Mrs. Weasley! Just a second!" Harry piped up.

"It's almost 10:30!" Mrs. Weasley kept on saying.

Harry opened the door, "I'm right here, Mrs. Weasley."

Mrs. Weasley smiled, "Ginny's been dying to see you."

Harry found it weird to be that statement an opening conversation, but he shrugged.

"Is she here?"

"Well..." Mrs. Weasley started.

"Harry!" a voice greeted.

Harry grinned, "Ginny!"

She ran to him in his arms, "I missed you..."

Harry smiled as the scent of her smell enlightened him, "I know..."

"Well!" Mrs. Weasley grinned, "Let's proceed to King Cross!"

The duo let go of each other and smiled back at Mrs. Weasley.

The beautiful scent of September filled the air. September 1 was truly inspiring, even after the war. Hogwarts students were hurrying to the Hogwarts Express. Professor McGonagall, the new headmaster, announced that they would be restarting their years.

"Come on you lot!" Mr. Weasley told them. The group was consist of 3 Weasleys, Hermione and Harry.

"We're hurrying, alright!" Ginny huffed.

Hermione smiled, "True."

They reached the barrier. Mrs. Weasley insisted Harry to go first. He went in, and after a few seconds, Ginny dived in too. Hermione joined her and Ron was the last. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley went through with them.

"Ah...the scent of Hogwarts; I love it!" Hermione grinned.

"Yeah...can't wait for dinner," Ron said, dreamily.

"Ronald!" Hermione scolded him.

Harry and Ginny smiled. The mere thought of those two being together was true. But Ron had been dating Honey Valerie, a girl from Australia. She moved to Scotland because of her father. She had pretty gray eyes and honey blonde hair. She was in Gryffindor.

"Hey Ron!" Speak of the devil. It was Honey.

"Honey! How's America?" Ron asked as he hugged her.

They broke apart, "Fine, really."

The two began talking, then Ron told them, "I'll see you at Hogwarts, guys!"

The trio agreed as he and Honey faded away. Hermione pouted.

"I hate Honey," she said.

Ginny snorted, "You don't deserve guys like Ron; a flirt."

"He is not!" Hermione said hotly.

"Guys! Stop it!" Harry cut in.

But the two ladies argued, until they found a compartment.

"What's with the face, Harry?" Ron asked him.

It was supper. The Great Hall was bustling with excitement.

Harry glared at him, "What did you see in Honey?"

Ron blushed, "Ton of beauty, I guess..."

Harry just sighed as he continued eating.

"Ron!" a familiar voice screamed, earning a few stares from the other tables. It was Honey. She was running towards Ron in such a speed.

"Honey?" Ron asked.

Honey puffed as she stopped in front of Ron, "Ron! M-my sister's com-ming..."

Ron arched his eyebrow, "Sister? You never told me!"

Honey continued to blush red, "Umm...It's just that..."

"Yeah?" Ron asked her.

"H-her friends are also coming!" Honey told him.

"What's wrong with that?" Ron asked her.

"Well..." she twirled her hair.

"Sit down, Honey! McGonagall's gonna speak!" Hermione hissed at her.

Honey bowed her head as she sat down next to Harry.

"Well! Supper's always a good time to talk...now, I welcome..." McGonagall blabbered. Honey heard nothing of it, being depressed about something.

In a flying chariot, four people were arguing.

"Why are we even going there?" Percy asked Annabeth.

"To get Honey back!" Annabeth hissed back.

"Why?" Percy replied.

Annabeth glared daggers at Percy, "She's a daughter of Athena."

"O-oh..." Percy grinned.

Nico smirked as he put out his binoculars, "That castle is gorgeous..."

"Wanna marry it?" Thalia asked him.

Nico rolled his eyes, "Shut up, Pinecone face..."

Thalia glared, "Whatever you say, old man."

Nico didn't reply.

"Found something, Nico?" Annabeth asked in the front seat.

"Yep."

And so this is how I decided that it won't be a one-shot...

I won't be updating everyday...okay?

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P.S. You're welcome...:DDD

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