I have had this story in my head for a while now, and I just put it on paper. Well, computer. But anyways, this story is about the children of the main characters of HoO, PJ, and HP. Here are the listings, the names that are underlined are main characters in the story:

Percabeth- Dash, Alex

Piper/Jason- Serena, Emile and Amie

Rachel/Leo- Zayn, Carrie

Hazel/Frank- Nick, AJ

HINNY- James, Albus, Lilly.

Ron/Hermione- Rosie, Hugo

Ya, i put the HP pairings in there as well, just to make sure that you all remember them.

I would appreciate reveiws, but no harsh ones!

Remember, i am not a pro writer, so there will be mistakes.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from PJ, HoO, or HP. I do, however, own the children of the PJ and HoO characters, the plot, and my computer. well, not really, it's my parents. but whatever.

Now, sorry for the extreamly long AN, on with the story!

DASH- Chapter I

My mom's voice echoed up the stairs, calling me to dinner.

"Coming mom!" I called down to her. "Remind me to call Serena after dinner"

My mom sighed. "When I was your age, we couldn't have phones" she recalled.

I slid down the banister. "That's because you weren't awesome enough" I chided. She sighed again.

I smelled the air. "Mom, did you make dinner?" I asked cautiously. Usually we went to the dining pavilion for dinner, and sometimes we had microwaveable pizza.

"I may not be a cooking genius like some people, but I think that I am qualified to make Mac & Cheese" my mom replied.

I sniffed the air. "Umm... I smell burning... Did Leo blow something up again?" I asked.

"Di Immortales! The macaroni! Shoot, shoot, shoot!" My mom ran over to the stove.

"Dad? Don't be scared when the fire alarm comes on. Mom burnt food again!" I called down to my dad, who was watching the football game in the basement with my brother, Alex.

"When am I ever scared by the fire alarm- Holy Zeus!" A sharp ringing interrupted him.

"Dash, fan the alarm with your sword" my mom instructed. You heard her right, she said sword. I hopped up onto a couch, unsheathed my sword and started fanning the alarm. It soon stopped ringing.

I jumped off of the couch, put on my jacket, and walked over to beside my mom. Inside a pot was some sort of black mush that resembled macaroni.

That was when a letter hit me in the back of my head.

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"But I want to get my wand NOW!" Lilly Potter complained. Her older brother, James, rolled his eyes.

"Lilly! Hush! We need to finish shopping so you can meet up with Rose and Hugo!" Their mom, Ginny, scolded.

"Can we get my robes now?" Albus asked. Ginny nodded. "The shop is over there" she pointed to a shop with mannequins in the window.

The group of five walked over to the shop. The tallest of the group, Harry Potter, smiled. This was going to be a long day.

But it was worth it.

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My mom was negotiating with the store manager to try to get her to not have me be fitted for my robes, while I still was trying to get over the fact that I was accepted for a wizard school when I was a demigod. There were other demigods that were accepted as well. My brother Alex was, as well as Serena and Emilie (Piper and Jason) and Zayn (Rachel and Leo). We had split up for the shopping. A group of around ten people would look just a little suspicious.

A ringing interrupted me from my thoughts. The door was opening, to reveal a family of five. Man, I hate it when people put those bells on the doors. We really don't need to know that people are coming into the stores.

"Um, Dash? Alex?" my mom was calling me. Dang it, stupid ADHD again. Great in battles, extremely stupid in ordinary life. Ha, what am I saying? Ordinary life? That's never going to happen.

"You will need to be fitted" the lady said. I gave her my 'does it look like I give a crap?' glare and walked to the back of the shop.

"I need new robes. My old ones are too long" the oldest child from the group of five said. He looked like his father, black messy hair and striking green eyes.

His mom sighed. "Fine, James. These are your last ones until seventh year, so try not to grow"

The boy, James, smiled. "Two robe fittings, please, for Hogwarts" his dad said to the lady.

"Of course, anything for you, Mr. Potter. Right this way" she gestured for them to follow me.

The lady had us stand up on circular platforms. She had three assistants to fit us, and she would check the fittings to make sure that they are correct.

"Are you a first year at Hogwarts? I haven't seen you around" the guy, James asked me.

"Yes, well, um, kind of. I'm supposed to be in the third year, and I would have been here from the start, but I was, um, busy" I replied. That wasn't a complete lie. I had had two missions from the time I was eleven. And training was very tiring.

"So, um, what's your name? Mine's Potter, James Potter"

I snickered. "You mean Bond?" I asked, because he was making a clear reference to 007.

"No... Why?"

"Oh, it's a movie" Alex commented. He looked like me, but different. We were both tall, and we both had blue eyes, but that was where the similarities stopped. I had wavy dark brown hair that went down to the middle of my back, and he had blond hair that was cut like Louis Tomlinson from One Direction. (I just had to make that reference)I had blond streaks in my hair, and he had dark brown. I was more tanned then he was, but that was from spending more time on the volleyball courts at camp.

"Oh, are you guys Muggle-born or half-bloods?" James' younger brother asked.

"Al, shush, that's rude" James scolded.

"No, it's alright. We're half-bloods" I answered. Even though we weren't technically half-bloods, Chiron said we still could go by that.

"Oh, cool. Me and Albus here are pure-blooded" James boasted. Like I care.

"You know I hate being called Albus!" James' younger brother reached over to punch him, and was told off by his fitters. "Sorry" he apologized.

"S'Okay. My name's Dash, this is Alex" I introduced, jerking my thumb in the general direction of my brother. His hands were on his head, and he had one foot off of the ground. The fitters had us do some difficult poses.

I was surprised that the fitters haven't seen my weapons. Maybe mom Misted them. Or maybe they are extremely stupid.

"You are done" my fitter told me, after around thirty minutes of strange poses and pins poking me in places pins should never poke a human being.

Alex and I collected our robes from the lady. Mom and Dad nodded their thanks, and put them into the bags.

"Bloody Hell! What the heck is that!" James voice asked. Alex and I spun around, to see a Hydra terrorizing the wizards. (I was going to end it here, but that was too short. Ur Welcome)

"Don't you even think about it- come back here!" my mom called out, but Alex and I were already out the door.

"You cut, I burn" I instructed my brother, as I unsheathed my swords.

You see, there's an added bonus of being the grandchild of Athena and Poseidon. You get a combination of the powers, but you aren't the main focus of the gods the whole time. Having gods watch you like a reality TV program gets a little unnerving. Also, owls are not out to kill me, and I am not terrified of spiders. You could say James got the short end of the stick there.

"What is going on out here? James! Ginny!" James' dad called out to his family.

Great. That just makes things more complicated. Wizards never do things to help the situation.

A beam of green light caught my attention. James' dad was yelling words and holding out his twig.

I mean wand.

I decided to give that a try. Considering that I didn't know any spells, I just shouted words in Greek.

"φωτιά!" Fire. One of the heads that Alex had cut off burst into flames. Well, this works nicely! I thought. I decided to get this over with.

"πεθαίνω" Die. A shower of gold dust announced my success.

"How- how did'ya do that!" A panting James asked me. I didn't know, so I just shrugged. "Guess I have a powerful wand", I replied.

James looked at my hands. "Um... you don't have a wand"

He was right. (I was also going to end it here)

Shoot. My mom had lectured me on magic, and only the best wizards could do wandless magic. "I really don't know. Maybe I just shouted random words, and your dad actually did the spells." It sounded convincing to me.

Alex joined us, and gave me a quizzical look. We need to talk. I shot him a glare that said not now, not here, but he dragged me away anyways.

"Alex, not now. I'll talk to you later" I hissed through clamped teeth. "Fine", he replied, nudging me. I shoved him, and he attempted to trip me. I'll let you figure out how that went.

Time to get my wand.

Fun.

I hoped you like it.

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