Title: Ginny's Children's Strange Journey

Rating: T

Summary: Ginny Snape's daughter, Rose, has a dream that tells her that Gaia is about to strike again. To prevent this from happening Ginny sends her, and her brother, back to her very own first year and joins up with Harry, Hermione, and her own mother to keep not only Gaia from rising early but also Kronos and Voldemort as well. A Harry Potter/Percy Jackson crossover.

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

Chapter 3

Rose's POV

"Could someone please kill me," Hugo moaned when we got our timetables.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"It's in blasted English," he said, "We didn't tell the Headmaster that we can't read it."

"Remember that spell that mum use to put on our books," I reminded him and he nodded, "Well I remember how to do it."

"Great," Hugo said, sounding relieved.

I did the spell in-time as owls came flooding in. One of the owls crashed into the food, making the Slytherin's laugh at whoever owned the owl. It turned out to belong to the Weasley family.

"I think it's a Howler," I told my brother.

"Oh this is good," Hugo said, "I want to hear grandmother screaming at him."

And sure enough, that's exactly what happened.

Let me tell you a couple of things about our dear old grandmother, Molly Weasley. She hated the fact that my mum married dad and disowned her from the Weasley family for marrying a Slytherin, even though it was Fudge responsible. Add to the fact that she found out that her daughter was the daughter of Ares, well that just added to it. She wanted a nice, normal, children and not one that would fight against things that are to be confined to the comfort of a book.

Dad had to comfort her, but she raged at them with all the power that came from her father. Let's just say the Weasley's aren't the most popular family where we're from. When the owls left I saw our mum looking for the book. I'm sure she's going to be looking for it for the rest of term. I would explain a few things to her very soon.

"Okay I have Herbology with the Gryffindor's," Hugo said, "And then it's Defense Against the Dark Arts and Potions."

"I have Charms, Transfiguration, and History of Magic," I told him.

"Feel so bad for you," Hugo told me, giving me a look that was suppose to relay sympathy.

Mum is so going to have to give him lessons. When the bell rang we went our own ways, thanking the gods that I had already gotten all that I needed before we went on this little trip, and I was on my way to Charms.

11111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111

Hugo's POV

When I arrived for Herbology I noticed that the other students were already there. I must be getting really slow today. A very dramatic Professor, which I knew to be the fake Lockhart, was talking all about something that I really didn't pay any attention to. Sprout looked like she wanted to be somewhere else.

"Greenhouse three today, chaps," she said, in a tone that said that she was beyond annoyed.

She unlocked the door and we all started to file in, except for one. Lockhart told Sprout that he wanted to talk to Harry Potter alone. She didn't look happy, but the door was shut in her face as soon as I walked in.

"Jerk," I said.

"Don't remind me," Sprout told me and I got ready.

Ten minutes later Harry walked inside and closed the door. He had to stand next to me as there was no other space. She had already introduced me as the 'American Exchange student from New York.' Yeah, love that line.

"So today we're repotting Mandrakes," Sprout told us. "Can anyone tell me the properties of the Mandrake plant?"

I raised my hand at once, causing a girl to yell, "OUCH!"

"Yes, Mr. Snape," she said.

The door opened before I could answer and in walked, to my shock, my father. He held up his hand and took an earmuff.

"Continue," she said.

"Mandrake, or Mandragoria, is a powerful restorative. It's used in potions to cure someone that's been transfigured, or cursed, back to their original state."

"Correct, ten points to Hufflepuff," she said and I saw the smiles coming from my housemates.

"Now I want you all to put your earmuffs on and I'll show you how this is done," she said.

Everyone put their earmuffs on and we watched as she grabbed the leaves and gave a good yank. A really ugly baby came out, screaming at the top of its lungs. She then put it into another pot and covered it with earth until you could only see the leaves. She motioned for us to take them off and asked, "Can anyone tell me why you must wear earmuffs when handling Mandrakes?"

I had my hand up at once and I was called.

"Mandrakes, while a powerful ingredient in most potions, have a cry that's fatal. Adults have the ability to kill anyone that hears their screams, but baby Mandrakes will only knock you out for several hours."

"Correct another ten points to Hufflepuff,"she said, "Well done, Mr. Snape, well done."

The Gryffindor's were too happy.

We were all sent to get dragon dung fertilizer, which seem to be Professor Sprout's favorite kind. Justin was absent from the lesson so Professor Sprout paired me up with Harry, my dumb Uncle, and Hermione. I knew, of course, that Harry and Hermione were demigods and so I decided to get their attention.

" (My name is Hugo Snape)," I said in ancient Greek.

They stared at me in shock and then Hermione asked, " (Who's your godly parent)?"

" (Poseidon)," I answered.

" (Hecate)," she answered.

" (I'm a legacy of Hades and Hecate, but I'm the son of Zeus)," Harry answered.

So that's how he survived the Killing Curse.

" (My sister, Rose, is the daughter of Zeus. We're both legacies of Ares).

They both winced. Of course I couldn't blame them, Ares had a bloodthirsty reputation.

"So, you're a Snape," Harry said, going back to English.

"Yeah, Professor Snape is my father," I told them.

"How did you end up in Hufflepuff?" Hermione asked me.

"Because I'm loyal to my friends," I answered.

We didn't have much time to talk, but I could see that my Uncle was giving us strange looks. Wait until I told Rose that Harry was a legacy of Hades. I'm guessing that James Potter was the son of Hades, thus connecting him to death. Since I had plenty of experience around plants I was the only one that didn't have to bathe before the next class.

" (Ginny Weasley, my mother, is the daughter of Ares)," I warned and headed back to the castle.

I didn't miss the shocked looks on Harry and Hermione's faces at that bit of info.

1111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111

Rose's POV

Charms had been a blast and I was looking forward to Transfiguration. As I headed to that class I thought about all the points that I had earned for Hufflepuff. The Raven's weren't thrilled that someone was smart and in Hufflepuff. Yeah, well, get over it.

"Miss Snape," McGonagall said as I walked into class.

"Yes," I said.

"I must warn you that Dumbledore is plotting," she told me.

I gave her an odd look and then asked, "What?"

"I don't know, but he's plotting something," she said, "He had that mad look in his eyes that always signal that he's plotting something."

"I'm sure it's nothing," I said.

She snorted at that assumption.

1111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111111

A/N: I'm going to try and make these chapters over a thousand words. Also, I made a tiny mistake when I made it look as though they were both children of Zeus. Rose is the daughter of Zeus and Hugo is the son of Poseidon.