Title: Margret Potter, Daughter of Athena

Rating: T

Summary: Fem Harry! Margret Potter didn't go to Hogwarts when she was eleven; instead she stayed at Camp Half-Blood. Three years later she's kidnapped by none other than Albus Dumbledore for her protection. She's nothing like what Dumbledore thinks her to be. A Harry Potter/Percy Jackson crossover.

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Chapter 10: Dumbledore's Punishment

Margret's POV

I was finally summoned to Mt. Olympus, along with the others that had fought against Dumbledore. When we arrived, after explaining to Luna, Hermione, Neville, the Weasley twins, Severus, Remus, and Sirius how this was done, we arrived at the Throne room of the gods. All of them were there, including Hades.

"Bring him in," Zeus ordered and Dumbledore was brought in, his face nothing like it had been. "You have been brought before us on the charge of kidnapping the daughter of Athena and forcing her to remain in your castle. As well all know what you've done to be true we should just kill you but Athena believes in justice and so you will be allowed to tell us why you did what you did."

Dumbledore glared at him and said, "She's the one that will defeat the Dark Lord. Only she can defeat him and to do that she needs to be in England."

"Anyone can defeat him," Apollo said, "The prophecy is false and that means that Margret isn't the one that will defeat him."

"The prophecy isn't false," Dumbledore spat.

"That's enough," Zeus hissed, "You have just admitted that you did kidnap her and force her to stay at your school. How many of you believe that he should be sent down to Tartarus?"

Everyone raised their hands and then Dumbledore screamed as he was sent down to the Underworld.

"Thank the gods that's over," Remus said when Dumbledore was taken care of.

"Yes, thank the gods," I said.

"We will take care of Tom Riddle ourselves," Athena told them, "I will never allow my daughter to be used like that."

"Thanks, mother," I said and then we were all allowed to leave.

Things went back to normal, or as normal as can be when you're a demigod at Camp Half-blood. Weeks went by and I went on a quest to save some goblet that Apollo wanted. The whole thing took me a month to complete and when I came back Apollo gave me a salve for helping him.

"I think that they make us do these quests to recreate Greece," Remus said.

"I think you might be right but I like doing them," I said. "They make me feel like the past and the present are connected."

Remus smiled at me and said, "They are."

I nodded in agreement as Artemis placed a plate of something on the table.

"Hello, Artemis," I said.

"Hello, Margret," she said, "Hello…son."

"Hello, mother," he said.

She turned and left me alone and Remus headed back to the Artemis table. As I ate I thought of only one thing: Out of all the things that had happened to me where was the rest of the Weasley's and McGonagall at? I guess, I would never find out but then again, who really wanted to know. I didn't! I was back home, fighting monsters, saving half-bloods, going on quests, and I would remain doing so until the day that I died.

Now that was a good life.

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A/N: Thanks for replying to my story and making comments. I know that some didn't like this story so I'm hoping the next one will be better.