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 9

Hugo's POV

"Mum's beam of death has officially been activated," I told Rose the next day.

Rose looked at me and then I pointed at the Gryffindor table. Mum was glaring at Ron Weasley, obviously not liking whatever he was talking about.

"I bet you we're included," Rose said.

"Well we all know what a waste of space that Ron Weasley is."

"By the way, where's Hermione at?" I asked her, knowing that Hermione had stormed out of the hospital wing like the daughter of Hecate that she is.

Hermione hated hospital wings as much as dad did.

"Don't know," Rose said, going back to her meal.

"Um, Ronnie is coming over here," I told her and she groaned as, sure enough, Ron approached our table and said, "Where is Harry and Hermione at?"

"Don't know and don't care," Rose said, "I believe their free thinking pre-teens."

"I haven't seen them all morning and the whole thing stinks of Snape," he said.

Rose glared at him and then mum got up and marched over to our table, yanking our dear Uncle by the sleeve of his robes. "Stop bothering them, Ronald, or I'm writing home to mum."

"Why are you defending them?"

"Because their eating," mum said, "You might think that they have no right to eat, and be left alone, but they do. And, at least, their not showing the world the contents of their breakfast; unlike some people that I know of. Now get back to the Gryffindor table before I tell McGonagall."

"You wouldn't dare," Ron said.

"Try me," she snarled.

"I can't believe that you're a badger lover," Ron said.

We both winced as the fury that was mum rose up. Mum pulled out her wand faster than blinking and hit Ron with a spell that we all knew so well, the Bat Boogey Hex. Ron ran out of the Great Hall, much to the delight of everyone at the Hufflepuff table.

"Thanks," I said and she winked.

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Snape's POV

"What the bloody hell," I asked as I watched Weasley running out of the Great Hall, bats following him.

"Oh looks like Miss Weasley hit him with one of the basic spells," Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling in a way that should be declared illegal.

"Looks like Ronald was opening his stupid mouth again," Granger said.

I turned to see Granger and Potter standing there, all cut up.

"What happened to the both of you?" Dumbledore asked them.

"Flesh Eating Horses," Granger answered.

I shuttered.

"I'm getting changed," Potter said, "We'll all find out what Ron said today."

And both he and Granger left.

"You know, they lead very interesting lives," Dumbledore remarked.

By the end of the morning I knew exactly why Ronald Weasley was hexed by his sister. Apparently calling Miss Weasley a badger lover is not a good ingredient to a long life. The coldness that was in her eyes was enough to make me shutter. Potter explained to me that she was able to make people shutter because she's a daughter of Ares. Normally I would think that Potter was bonkers but, after seeing Granger coming out of a golden shell, I'm ready to believe anything. Later that day, after all the lessons had ended, I headed down to Hagrid's hut to give him an ointment for a burn that he had gotten doing something for the Headmaster.

"Hay, dad," came Hugo's voice and I felt my heart doing this weird thing.

"Hugo," I said.

"I want to show you something," he said, "Sister saw them and told me."

"Maybe later," I said.

"No, you have to see it…now," he said, his tone insistence.

Deciding to humor him, and not really wanting to spend any time with Hagrid, I followed him. I saw Rose's vivid red hair, which reminded me of Lily's so much, at the shore. I was surprised that Potter and Granger were there, but Dumbledore. And then I saw them. At first I thought they were horses that had decided to bathe themselves in the lake, and then I saw the tails. They were vivid different colors and Rose was going nuts over them.

"My immortal father sent them," Rose told me.

Forgot, not only was I their 'mortal' father, as Potter put it when he explained about their births, but they had highly important 'godly' fathers. The whole thing made my head swim, though Potter told me that I would get use to it.

"Want to ride one?" Rose asked me.

"Um," I said, not knowing what to say.

"Don't worry, Professor, they don't bite," Granger told me.

Rose jumped on one and, despite the fact that I'm clearly a 'land' person, I found myself behind her.

"What-."

"Don't let go," she cut in and the horse-fish thing bolted.

I'm going to say one thing, I hate being in water. Rose was laughing at the top of her lungs, I was holding on for dear life. And then we dived. I held my breath for as long as I could, but then I opened my mouth. No water came rushing in.

"How is this even-?"

"It's a gift that I have because of who my dad is," she said. "We're in an air bubble."

The thing dived down further and I watched as she cut something from the floor. It was a rare plant that I couldn't get to. She put it in a pouch that she had on her and then we slowly made our way back up. I could see the creatures of the deep not liking her being around. When we finally surfaced I was dry.

"Great going, Professor," Potter called out, clapping.

I got off and Rose followed suit. "Here," she said, handing the pouch.

"Thanks," I said.

I saw Hugo grinning.

The plant was what I needed in a potion that I was making to prolong the effects of the Wolfbane and cut down on the number of doses that werewolves drank. She had gotten me enough plant to do me three years. She promised me a spell that would allow me to go down there when she wasn't around. I was sure, over the next couple of days, that the Slytherin's noticed the change. I gave Rose and Hugo points for whatever potion they were working on.

They didn't like it, but both of them had gotten the talent for brewing potions well. If Draco Malfoy didn't like it, then he could leave the school. I gave points for good work, not because someone had a ton of money.