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This is a crossover between HP and PJ. Point of views are not limited to one person per chapter. They are limited to a certain group. (These groups contain of: 1. Percy, Annabeth, Rachel. 2. James, Sirius, Remus. 3. Harry, Ron, Hermione. 4. Teddy, Victorie, Dominique, James. 5. Rose, Albus, Hugo, Lily.)
Rachel is also not quite Rachel. I honestly got so caught up in HoO that I forgot most of Rachel's character. If you see something that seems she is out of character, sorry. Here's the story!
Kronos laughed. "You really think you can beat me, demi-gods?" Percy had his sword drawn as several monsters encircled him, making Annabeth wish, just for once, had more of a weapon than a dagger.
Rachel, her fiery hair cut at odd angles, held nothing more than a blue, most-of-the-combs-missing hairbrush.
Yeah, they had a great chance.
"You're not going to get away with this!" Rachel screamed. Percy and Annabeth faltered for a second, upon hearing this. Kronos, his body bursting with Time energy, stopped completely.
"That is like, the most, cliché, cheesiest line," Kronos put his hand to his temple. "That I have ever had the misfortune to hear." He sighed and lifted his head up so he put a false intimidation on the teens in front of him.
Rachel was done being played with by a Titan in a twenty-year-old body. She burned up and threw her hairbrush.
Her blue, nearly-unusable, hairbrush.
And it hit him in the eye.
Immediately, the circle of blood-sucking monsters surrounded them, and Percy swung his sword, vaporizing a monster he couldn't recognize, but more were coming, and Rachel was now even more defenseless than she was before. Percy and Annabeth knew they couldn't hold off so many monsters-This is it, thought Percy. There were already bites on his legs, a seemingly endless wave of creatures around him-
"STOP!"
A yell from where Kronos, who was still clutching his eye, was standing defend everything in a 7 mile radius. "Thank you. Now, if you all don't mind, I have something sweet planned for these three." A recognizable groan from the monsters emitted all around. Ignoring the obvious displeasure from his minions, he continued. "I am the Lord of Time, and clearly, I can control most of Time. Being this, I can transport you. Back. In. Time.
"Thank the gods you both have Annabeth with you, or else you'd be utterly confused. Anyways, here's your guy's special treatment."
Percy saw Annabeth and Rachel level in the air with him, and spinned like crazy. Perfectly insane, like ballerinas as Percy's unborn memories swirled before him.
He was battling a flying pig, Chiron saying, 'With great reasonability, comes a great need-' but that was quickly replaced with losing his memory, finding a place called Camp Jupiter-all while feeling his body change throughout everything-and Percy seeing Annabeth, the seven, the Argo ll, Tartarus. . . . His body was forming itself, and all the while hearing monsters laugh as his clothes got way to small for him as he had grown the body of a 17-year-old Percy.
He caught a glimpse of Annabeth at 17.
She was stunning.
Then he spun backwards. Kronos didn't take away the memories on pain, oh, no, he couldn't even see the flashing memories in their eyes. Kronos had no idea what they saw. He only downgraded their bodies, their maturity, to exactly eleven years old. The clothes on all of the three grew much too big.
Dropping the pre-teens, Kronos let the monsters laugh at their bodies and vomit themselves. Both Rachel and Percy crapped their pants. The laughter was a horrible, inhuman, screeching cackle to the skies; even though she knew it shouldn't, Annabeth felt terrified and helpless against laughing.
Kronos was allowing the eleven year olds to be humiliated, and sighed happily. "I suppose I'll take some mercy on you, change you into your clothes and whatnot." He smiled. "Hope you'll have a fun time in England, Jackson." The Time Lord waved his hand and Annabeth felt her stomach lurch sideways as a sickening flush of colors filled her eyes, with a stretch of sea blue in the middle. Sounds brought tears to her eyes, fluxuading from a whisper to a yell in her ear. She knew better than to scream.
Thoughts! Annabeth screamed in her head. Think of this rationally-
Before she could finish her thought, everything went still.
This really confused the three.