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.

A/N: Happy Labor Day.

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Chapter 4

Hugo's POV

"So how were lessons?" I asked when lunch came around.

"It was fine," Rose said, "So how was Herbology?"

"Good," I said, "I was paired up with Hermione and Harry and they were shocked that I'm a-."

"Not here," she hissed, "I don't want anyone to know."

"Yeah, that's probably why Harry and Hermione haven't told," I reasoned, "Don't want to be labeled a freak or something."

"And we all know that Harry was called that enough times growing up," Rose told me and I mentally agreed.

We saw Harry and Hermione walking in, with Ron following suit. He was going on about how Ginny was upset that a book was missing. When I told her that Ron had heard the conversation that I had, but the only reason that he didn't know what we were talking about was that it was in Greek, Rose groaned.

"Well did you have any better ideas?" I asked her. "I didn't want him to hate me just because my father is-."

"Okay, sorry," she said, "It's just that we're supposed to do this and not allow hardly anyone to know that we're on a quest. I guess Harry and Hermione knowing about whom we were and stuff was going to be handy."

"And who says that Annabeth is the only one with good ideas," I commented.

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Harry's POV

"I tell you, they charmed the hat to put them in Gryffindor," I heard Ron say to us; "They need to be in Slytherin."

"Ronald, it's impossible to charm the hat," Hermione said, "I'm sure that the hat saw something there that they didn't see in their father."

"I don't trust them," Ron told me, "And I don't want either of you talking to them."

"And who died and made you the ruler of the world?" I asked him, "I'm not going to judge them because their father is a moron."

"Don't talk to them," Ron ordered.

"I'm not about to have someone telling me what to do," Hermione snapped, "Now, if you don't mind, I'm about to eat. Also, Ronald, I would like to remind you that you're in a ton of trouble with that stupid flying car."

"Everyone thought it was great," Ron said.

"Yeah, well, I don't," Hermione said and she did her offering to Hecate, which Ron didn't see due to the Mist, and started to eat.

I grinned at her and did the same thing.

When we were done eating we headed outside to enjoy the warmth. Persephone was heading to the Underworld and soon it would be cold. I went over everything that Hugo had told me and I connected the dots. Hugo and her sister were Ron Weasley's niece and nephew since he had mentioned that he was a legacy of Ares and we both knew that Ginny was a child of Ares. Ares had mentioned her during one of the council meetings that I had attended two weeks after term had ended.

My father wasn't happy that I had almost died trying to get a damn stone. He was even more furious that Tom Riddle had gotten away. When I came back from the Underworld I told Hermione this.

"I'm surprised that you didn't end up in Tartarus for a week," she said.

"Dad wouldn't put me in Tartars," I had told her, "James blasted Potter is in Tartarus because of what he did before his death."

"Yeah, insulting Hades…not good," she said. "So do you think that we're going to have to reveal that we're demigods?"

"If something happens, we may have no choice," I told her.

"Harry," Hermione called and I broke away from my thoughts.

"Sorry," I said, hating my blasted ADHD and Dyslexia now more than ever.

"I was telling you that Ron decided to head back to Gryffindor Tower," Hermione told me, "Apparently Hugo and Rose came out."

"Thanks," I said.

"Honestly, he acts as though they have AIDS or something," Hermione snapped.

"Their Professor Snape's kids, he hates them automatically," I told her.

"I'm surprised that you don't," Hermione said.

"Well my father did tell me that holding a grudge was a fatal flaw. I have no desire to have it end up causing my death."

"Good point," Hermione said and then there was a flashing of lights and I blinked.

"Sorry," a boy said, "I'm Colin Creevy, I'm in Gryffindor too."

"Um, hello," I said, stunned still.

"Can you believe this place," Colin said, "I didn't even know all the odd stuff that I was doing was magic until I got my letter. My dad was shocked as well, he's a milkman. So I'm taking loads of pictures to send him and I was wonderful if I could have one of you."

"Um," I started.

"And could you sign it," he finished.

"HAY EVERYONE, POTTER IS HANDING OUT SIGNED PHOTO'S," Malfoy suddenly called out.

He had his two lackeys with him, sons of Ares. They both looked as though they didn't want to be there.

"Shove off, Malfoy," I snarled, the darkness starting to form.

But having no brains, he ignored me.

"Want a signed photo, Granger?" he asked her, "I bet you that your mum would be over the moon."

"You don't know my mother," Hermione snarled.

"Draco, I'm heading back to the castle," Crabbe said.

"No, you're staying here," he said.

"Sorry," he mouthed.

"What's going on here, what's going on here?" asked the annoying Lockhart.

Lockhart looked like everyone's worst fashion nightmare with robes of lavender. A bracelet was making tinkling noises as he moved his wrist.

"He's handing out signed photos, Professor," Malfoy said.

"Oh, we meet again," he said, "Well Mr. Creevey, you can take the photo. A double shot!"

Colin took the photo and then hurried back up to the castle. I was being dragged away to my doom.

Later on I cornered Crabbe and Goyle as they were heading back to the Slytherin common room.

"Thanks for trying to get out of that thing," I told them.

"We respect your dad," Goyle said, "Though Malfoy could use some reminder of the order of things."

"I'll have Hermione work on something," I said.

"Lockhart is such an idiot," Crabbe said, "You could of sent his ass to Tartarus."

"I'm not going to bother, he might get sick," I told him, "Oh the Snape children are here and they are legacies of Ares and the son of Poseidon and the daughter of Zeus."

"Want us to watch them?" Goyle asked.

"No, they'll be okay," I told him. "Though I'm afraid that Malfoy is going to try something when Hugo is in Potions, which I'm not going to be looking forward to."

"You know, I really hope that Malfoy isn't Athena's son," Goyle told us.

"Yeah, Annabeth will kill him," I told him. "Look, I need to get going. I heard that McGonagall is going to tell me what my detention is going to be."

"Let's hope it's not answering Lockhart's fan mail," Goyle said.

"Dear gods, I hope not," I said and I headed up the stairs.

When I got to McGonagall's office I found the door open. Upon entering I saw Professor McGonagall putting books away. The whole room looked as though Atlas had sat on it. She then turned and waved her wand, making damaged chairs and tables become whole again. Soon the room was back to normal.

"Mr. Potter," she said, "Dumbledore has told me to tell you that you'll be spending the whole year with Professor Snape's kids."

Yes, no answering fan mail.

"And Ron?" I asked her.

"He's going to be cleaning the trophy room with Filch," she said, "Your detention starts tomorrow and ends when term ends."

I nodded and then left, though I'm pretty sure that she's probably wondering why I haven't gotten mad about being around Professor Snape's kids.

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A/N: Thanks, everyone, for following me.