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.

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A/N: I made a mistake and listed Harry as the son of Hades instead of Zeus. I'll work to keep from making that same mistake again.

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Chapter 5

Harry's POV

"You have to do what?" Ron asked when I told him what my detention was.

"I'm just watching Snape's children for the year," I told him.

"No, your not," Ron said, "They probably know loads of dark magic and stuff."

"Honestly, Ronald, are you really that stupid," Hermione snarled, "They probably know loads of dark magic and stuff. They're from the States, so I doubt that Professor Snape taught them anything."

"You don't know that," Ron told her.

"Ron, I'm going to do the detention," I said, "I'm not going to get the Headmaster mad at me just because you hate them."

Ron glared at me but I really didn't care.

By Friday everyone knew that my detention was to watch the Snape kids. Everyone, except for Hermione, felt bad for me. Even Neville feared that they would hex me or something. I really, really, hated when they made assumptions about my family. On Saturday I was woken up by Wood, who told me that we had Quidditch practice.

"Why?" he asked.

"Because I said so," he said, "Unless you have to watch the Snape brats."

I was too tired to glare at him.

When I arrived on the pitch I found Rose and Hugo reading something. It looked like the Potions book that I had to torture myself into reading. They waved at us and I waved back.

"What are they doing here?" Wood demanded.

"Lay off of them," I said. "Their just reading a book."

"Well since their father is Snape, they're probably here to spy on our new training techniques."

"They don't need to spy, as the team is coming," Fred Weasley said.

I turned to see the whole Slytherin team approaching, all with huge smiles on their faces.

"I book the field, I booked it," Wood said, spitting with rage.

"Well we have a signed note by Professor Snape," Marcus Flint said, his smile getting wider as he handed the note to Wood.

I didn't dare try to read it, as it was most likely in English. But Wood repeated what was on it and asked, "Seeker, what Seeker?"

The group parted and standing there was one Draco Malfoy.

"What is he doing here?" George Weasley asked.

"Don't you get it, I'm the new Slytherin Seeker," Malfoy said, "And that's not the only thing that's new this year."

And that's when I noticed the brand new broom, Nimbus Two Thousand and One's. If their smiles could get any wider, it would have fallen off. And then Hugo and Rose came down, the air starting to smell like ozone.

"What are you doing here, Malfoy?" Rose asked him.

"None of your business, you traitor," Malfoy snarled. "I bet your daddy is all upset that you weren't in Slytherin?"

"I don't know, haven't talked to him," she said, "But those brooms are nothing compared to the one that my other father sent me."

She took something out of her pocket and at once it started to grow. It grew until a full broom was hovering off the ground.

"The Empress Three Hundred," she said, with pride, "The fasted broom on the American market. My Uncle bought new brooms for all the Hufflepuff Quidditch members. And, like you, Hugo is the new Hufflepuff Seeker. Now, doesn't that feel so bad?"

"Yeah, I'm going to wipe the floor with you, Malfoy," Hugo said. "Want me to send your face home to your father?"

They both laughed at him and then I saw Ron and Hermione approaching.

"What the hell are Snape's brats doing here?" Ron asked.

"Hugo is the new Hufflepuff Seeker," I told him.

"So, doesn't mean their going to win," he said, "So what broom do you have, Snape, and did your daddy have to beg the Headmaster for money to get it?"

"Ronald, stop it," Hermione said.

"I got onto the team on pure talent, something that you lack," he snarled.

"Well I can beat you," he said, "But because I don't have a broom, I can't."

"Here, you can borrow mine," Fred said.

"Yeah, wipe the floor with him," Angelina Johnson said.

"Oh this is going to be so painful," Hermione said and I had to agree.

"I'm leaving, Ron," I said, "This is just going to be too painful."

"He's just a Snape," Ron said.

"Well, then I get a go against Malfoy," Rose said, "Since Malfoy has a fat mouth."

"Oh this is going to be good," Malfoy said, "Don't you agree, guys?"

"Oh I do," Flint said, "Everyone knows that the only reason that we win the last match is that there are girls playing."

"Yeah, girls have no talent," Malfoy said and then I noticed Snape and McGonagall coming onto the field, arguing.

"Oh really, Malfoy," she said. "I've got more hustle in one finger than you have in your whole body."

"I will leave you in the dust, Snape," he said and his team mates laughed. "You'll probably be so scared to break a nail."

"Yeah, girls are so sensitive and can't actually play in any sports."

"Yeah, look at Granger," Malfoy said, "It's clear that Snape's retarded daughter can't possibly handle a broomstick. It's a no brainer!"

"You just didn't say that to me, today," Rose said, "I tell you what, Malfoy, the person that doesn't capture the snitch will clean dad's filthy cauldrons for a month. The winner gets to come down to laugh at you."

"Deal," he said. "Oh this is going to be so much fun."

"Oh someone kill me," I moaned.

"I'm hiding my face," Hermione said.

They jumped onto their brooms, Wood releasing the snitch. I just couldn't look, this was too much. If she was anything like the rest of the Weasley, minus Ron, she would kick his butt. Malfoy pushed his new broom to the limit, but even the Gryffindor's could see that her broom was much faster.

"This is going to be close," Angelina said.

"It's not even going to be close," I said, "Rose is just too good."

The snitch was caught by Rose and she turned around and landed on the grass.

"I'll make sure that dad knows when you're coming down to clean his cauldrons," she said, "And I'll make sure that my brother and I come down, to laugh at you."

"She cheated!" he snarled.

Rose laughed and said, "Oh you're sorry that you lost. Next time, Malfoy, don't make a bet with a Snape. You'll lose so badly."

And they left, giving Wood back the snitch.

"See you at eight, Draco," Snape told him.

"No, I'm not cleaning out any cauldrons," he told his Head of House.

"You made a bet with a Snape," he said, "You will uphold your end of the bargain."

"We are so dead," Flint said. "Hufflepuff will win!"

Yeah, like that was a bad thing.

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A/N: Oh Malfoy is a sore loser.