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.

Chapter 8: Rita Skeeter Attacks

Now that the Yule ball was in the past I could focus on the next task. I had no idea who would be chosen to be my captor and that was probably the point. If I found out I would most likely kill them. Harry told me the hard time that Granger and Ron Weasley had given him. It made me mad that they were trying to control him.

"So is anyone supporting you?" I asked Harry.

"No," he answered. "Well those that are most likely aren't showing their faces."

"I'm going to agree with that."

There hadn't been anymore monster attacks since the last Hogsmead visit but I could see them trying to get through the barrier. Thankfully the one that had been erected by the Founders was holding. I decided against going to Hogsmead for the time being. Meanwhile, in the common room, some of the younger snakes looked at me with some form of strange respect. They didn't show it when Malfoy and his gang of morons was around but I could tell they were impressed that I hadn't gotten burned when I tried to get the egg.

"I've been having the dreams," Crabbe told me. "War is coming; I can feel it."

"I had a feeling that you were going to say that."

"So what's the deal with you not getting as many points as the others?"

"Dumbledore thinks that Igor had something to do with that."

Crabbe shook his head and Goyle said, "He hates the fact that you showed up his school's champion."

"I don't think that Krum is going to win."

I had a feeling that he might be right.

"So how are things going with your mortal dad?" Crabbe asked me.

"It's going well," I said, "I don't think he likes this tournament as much as the others."

Crabbe laughed and said, "Of course he doesn't. We don't like it either and that's because we're sort of overly protective of you."

"Yeah, even if we have to pretend to be all kissy with Malfoy."

Both sons of Ares shuttered at that.

"What's the deal with Malfoy and Harry?" I asked them.

"Harry denied Malfoy's offer of friendship," he said. "Probably thought it would make his Death Eater family look better if he had a Potter in his pocket."

"And it wouldn't of," I reasoned.

"Yeah, he probably would have broken off the friendship if he found out about dear old Draco's families past. Anyway, our mum's were the only decent thing that we have."

"Does your stepfather's know that your demigods?"

"No, mum's not that stupid and they don't know that we fought in both wars. Our mum's would have had a field day."

"So, anyway, we did a favor for you," Crabbe told me.

I gave him an odd look and then asked, "What favor was that?"

"Well when Snape let it slip that your father was a werewolf we sort of plucked up the courage, and don't you dare make jokes about that, to find out if Remus had done anything to get what was coming to him. It seems that his father insulted Greyback and the damn werewolf infected your father. There's only one total cure for the infliction but it has to be given by Zeus himself."

"And he won't give it."

Crabbe pulled out a large bottle and handed it to me. It was blue in color and had a glow that I knew that Snape wouldn't be able to produce.

"We had to make a deal with Zeus to get it," he said. "There's only enough for seven people. I'm sure that you can figure out how to reproduce it."

"Thanks," I said and they were gone.

I didn't go to see dad because it was the full moon. I put it away so that it wouldn't be broken and grabbed my things and sat down. I had a lot of homework to make up and not much time to do it. As I worked I thanked Zeus for giving me the gift to cure my own father and six others. I just hoped that no one ruined it.

Two days later any happy mood that I did have went out the window. I was coming into the Great Hall when I saw almost everyone, and I mean almost everyone, glaring at me. No, I had no clue the reason for the glares. I sat down at the Slytherin table and that's when my photo appeared. I grabbed the paper and I saw red.

DAUGHTER OF WEREWOLF REMUS LUPIN THE MOST UNSAVORY TRIWIZARD CHAMPION

SELENE HOPS, NOW KNOWN AS SELENE LUPIN, COMPLETED THE FIRST TASK OF THE TRIWIZARD TOURNAMENT BY CHEATING TO GET HER GOLDEN EGG FROM THE DRAGON. THANKFULLY THE HIGHMASTER OF DRUMSTRANG AND THE HEADMISTRESS OF BEAUXBATON SAW THROUGH HER CHEATING AND PUT HER IN LAST PLACE. AS MOST KNOW HER FATHER, REMUS JOHN LUPIN, A KNOWN WEREWOLF, WAS DEFENSE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS TEACHER LAST YEAR.

"THE ONLY WAY THAT SOMEONE LIKE HER, WITH HER FILTHY HALF-BREED FATHER, COULD Have GOTTEN CHOSEN WAS BY CONFUNDING THE GOBLET," DRACO MALFOY, A FOURTH YEAR SLYTHERIN, SAID.

IF THIS IS TRUE THEN SHE NEEDS TO REMOVED FROM THE TOURNAMENT, BUT WE ALL DOUBT THAT WILL HAPPEN.

"I'm going to fucking kill myself a Malfoy," I hissed and I burned the paper, making everyone scream.

I stormed out of the Great Hall.

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Harry's POV

"Oh this wasn't good," I thought as I saw her storming out.

Everything around us started to rattle, but Neville got up and left the hall and I saw the Luna girl following suit. I really hoped they could calm her down.

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Remus POV

"HOW WROTE THIS TRASH?" I bellowed at the Headmaster.

"Rita Skeeter," Severus answered.

"Yeah, and I bet your happy that people think-."

"I'm not happy about this article," Severus cut in, "And I didn't intend to have what I said last year be used to falsely accuse someone of cheating."

"Oh but you didn't think about the consequences of your actions. Like something-."

"Enough, both of you," Albus said. "The point is that now everyone will believe that she cheated to advance. We all know that she didn't, but that doesn't stop people believing in whatever lie they want to believe in. The only thing that we can do is get through the next task and find a way to ensure that Miss Skeeter can't publish anything else."

I stormed out of Dumbledore's office.

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A/N: Thanks for all of your reviews and I will have another chapter up most likely tomorrow.