Title: The Slytherin Champion

Rating: T

Summary: What if a Slytherin, and not a Hufflepuff, had been chosen by the Goblet of Fire and joined Fleur, Victor, and later on; Harry in one deadly game for glory that would lead right up to the meeting with Voldemort. And what if this champion was a demigod? Crossover of Percy Jackson.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of Rowling or Riordan's characters and I'm making nothing from this.

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Aradia1967: I'm glad that you're enjoying the story.

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Chapter 5: Don't Open that Egg

Even though I had managed not to get burned during the first task, being placed last place was enough to make the other Slytherin's snicker at me. Krum got the most points, which proved some point that the other Slytherin's had about his blood. I felt like any point would be lost to them. The day after the first task I was invited to the staff room, something that had never happened to me.

I had only been in the staff room once, and that was during my sixth year when we had a Boggart lesson. This time it was filled with staff members, Harry, and Remus. I closed the door, and everyone turned to look at me.

"Our other champion," Dumbledore said.

"She wasn't that good," Moody said.

"I must disagree with you," McGonagall said. "The fact that the dragon allowed her to take the fake egg means something."

"Didn't get enough points."

"I think it's established by most that Igor and the Madam had a hand in that," Dumbledore told him.

"I got a couple of points above her and I got burned," Harry told them.

"Still-."

"I don't want to talk about blatant idiocy," I told them, "I've had enough reminders of that in the common room."

"Which I do intend to fix," Snape said. "My house not supporting you because of your blood status isn't what we do at Hogwarts."

I wanted to remind him of plenty of things that I had seen that wasn't supposed to be done at Hogwarts.

"So, do you have the egg?" Flitwick asked.

"No, I put in a place so that none of the Slytherin's could destroy it."

"Don't open it," Harry warned.

I turned and looked at him and then he told everyone what happens when you open it.

"How the heck are you supposed to figure things out if you can't even get the clue from within the egg?" Remus asked him.

"What did the noise sound like?" I asked Harry.

"A lot of screaming," Harry answered.

"The only creatures that I know that scream above the water are merfolk," I told him, "Trust me, I have a cousin that has the ability to talk to them but can only talk to them under the water. Don't ask, I have a strange family."

"Strange would be an understatement," Snape remarked.

I gave him a look, telling him not to spill anything.

"Merfolk can't speak above the water," Dumbledore said, "I think it's safe to say that you have to listen to it under the water."

"Albus, no helping."

"I'm not helping," Dumbledore protested, "I'm just making a statement."

McGonagall rolled her eyes at that.

"Let's enjoy this meal without talking about the Tournament."

I was all for that.

"So, I heard that you want to go into the Ministry," Dumbledore said to me. "Department of Magical Law Enforcement."

"Yes, sir," I said, "I wanted to ever since I heard about it."

"Well with your grades I believe that it's possible."

"So, did Madam Bones talk to you?" Snape asked Moody.

"Yes, and I'm not interested," Moody said. "I've had enough of emotional females."

He yelped as I slammed my dagger up against his private areas.

"Are you alright, Alister," Dumbledore asked him.

"Fine," he said, and I grinned.

"I can't wait for this term to be over," McGonagall said as Moody bolted from the room. "What in the Devil is wrong with him?"

"Must need to go to the bathroom," I said.

"He's strange," she remarked.

"Well I'm going to agree with what Minerva said," Remus said. "I mean, this whole thing is one big nightmare."

"And I have a feeling that it's just going to get worse."

Everyone looked at me, but I added, "Is there anywhere that I can listen to the egg?"

"You can use the Prefects bathroom," Dumbledore told me. "Mr. Potter can use it as well."

"Thanks, sir," Harry said.

When the meal had ended I left with Harry and Remus and Remus said, "So how are the Weasley's and Miss Granger?"

"We don't talk," Harry told him.

"Why not?" Remus asked.

"Because their acting like a bunch of idiots," I told him and then I told him about all of Gryffindor believing that Harry had put his name in the goblet.

"And even with the dragon they still don't believe you."

"Their proud," I told Remus, "which will lead to problems in the future."

"What makes you think that?" Remus asked.

"Just an idea."

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A/N: Another chapter is over. Thanks, everyone, for following and reading my story.