My Hunger Games

HP meets HG :)

Voldemort has passed on. A new time has begun. President Snow was exiled to London, England. He found the wizarding world. They expected him to be a good leader. Kind, fair, just, balanced. But it's Snow. He wouldn't let go of the Hunger Games.
This is Harry's grand daughter's fourth time in the reapings, since it started four years ago. She is 16 years old. Her name is Hydra. It was the name Sirius Black gave to his daughter before she was taken by Voldemort.


6. Let the games begin!

"Boats that drive themselves?"

"Cool!" I look over at Sirius, he laughs at the excitement. We're about to fight to the death and they're laughing over boats? The little things, I guess.

"We're almost there!" A man with a big hairy beard says. He's so big he has his own boat. The boats suddenly stop and the man climbs out. "My name is Hagrid." Hagrid. That name sounds familiar. "Now just through the gate up ahead is 24 pedastles. Each has your name on it. Please stand on the one with your name on and make sure you let the gamemakers do their job on the way in. Any questions?" He raises an eyebrow but no one asks anything. "Good luck." He says before walking off. The career tributes run ahead and only few people follow. It isn't until the Peace keepers start walking towards us that we start walking through.

"Name?" Says a woman in a white lab coat.

"Hydra Potter." I state. She nods and pricks my finger.

"Go ahead." I walk a bit further through the gates and am stopped again. A male peace keeper injects my tracker into my arm.

"Name and Age?" He says. I roll my eyes.

"Hydra Potter, 16." I say. He scans over the tracker and selects my name.

"Go through." I walk ahead. We're in the Quidditch field.

"The cornucopia is the same as last year." I hear someone whiper to their friend as I find my pedastle.

"The great hall again?" The friend replies. I believe the two people are Tristan and Dustin Le Range. Brothers.

"Yeh. That's what I heard anyway. Dustin do you suppose we'll manage to get a wand this year?" Tristan asks. Dustin shakes his head. My feet are locked down the second I stand on the pedastle.

"I reckon the careers will find them first." Dustin replies looking at his feet. He sighs before adding. "I wonder if the moving stairs will be back this year?"

"Probably." Tristan responds.

"5 minutes till launch." An overhead voice bellows. Everyone is standing on their pedastle. We're sepearated into age, then ability. Sirius is next to me.

"I learnt the name of the tribute that tried to kill you." Sirius whispers. "Barry Rufford. Everyone's scared of him. He's a career tribute, he'll be one of the first to go. I bet ya."

"Best keep an eye on him then." I say. Sirius grins; he's a great spy.

"10 seconds till launch."









"Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favour." A female voice says. It's that weird woman from the old Hunger Games. Effie Trinket. Our feet are released. I just stand still for a minute. Sirius stays with me. The careers and some brave people run inside to find the Cornucopia. I turn to Sirius.

"Where do you want to go?" I ask him.

"I wanna follow those kids." He points at the Le Range boys. I nod and we run after them. They're heading inside but not through the main entrance. We follow them for a while before they turn to face us; both armed with spears.

"Why are you following us!" Tristan asks. The corridor is dark, he can't see our faces but I know he knows who we are.

"Tristan, it's me. Hydra." I reply, calmly. Although it's dark I see the relief in his face. Two less people to kill. I think.

"And me, Sirius." He smiles.

"Wanna form a small alliance?" Dustin asks. We nod. "Let's go find somewhere to hide." We run off round the castle; but we stop because of footprints.

"Get down!" Sirius whispers. The feet get closer.

"Are you sure they went this way?" Careers. I should've known. I mouth to the boys. The nod.

"Yeh, I heard them."

"Well when we find those Le Range boys, we're gonna have a lot of fun killing them." One says before laughing. The others erupt into laughter. Tristan looks at the floor. I can tell he's sad and scared. I put my arm round his shoulder. They're both a year older than me and Sirius but I can't help but feel empathy for them. "Let's give up this trail. I wanna go find a wand." The careers shout in agreement before turning back the other way and running off.

"Jeesh. Those careers." Dustin says climbing out from under the table. I nod. Tristan and Sirius are both shaking their heads.

"We need to find somewhere safe. And quick." Tristan says before rushing ahead. Sirius follows.

"He always gets like this. He gets sad and scared then boom! He thinks he's incharge." Says Dustin; who hangs back with me. "I wish he'd act his age." I laugh as we turn a corner.

"Guys!" I hear Sirius shout. We exchange looks before jogging to meet the others.

"What?" I say. Sirius points at a cupboard with a chain on it.

"It's just a locked cupboard." Says Tristan. "It's a waste of time." Boom! A canon sound echos through the building. Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound stops. "11." Tristan sighs. "11 less people to worry about. 11 more people to mourn." Dustin shakes his head before kicking the cupboard. It falls over and smashes.

"What is that?" I say. I reach forward and grab one of the long black boxes. I open it slowly; all eyes on me. It's a wand.

"We found them!" Dustin shouts. He grabs one. I balance mine. 11 inches. Holly and Phoenix feather core. Oh my gosh. I have Harry Potter's wand. "Dragon heartstring. Neat!" Dustin exclaims. Sirius picks one up.

"This belonged to my Great Grandfather. Sirius Black." He says, rolling it over in his hands. I pat him on the back. Tristan picks the last one up.

"10 inches. Hawthorn wood and a unicorn tale core. This used to belong to the first Draco Malfoy." He seems impressed. "Let's get moving." He starts walking off. Sirius once again takes his right hand position and Dustin and I are left at the back.

We find a little room. Well really the room found us. The door just appeared. We set up camp inside of it. There are already beds, a toilet and a little food area.

"Neat!" Dustin exclaims. "All this place needs is a few weapons." He laughs. He might've meant it as a joke but a few seconds later a stash of weapons appear. "Alright!"

"Trackers don't work in here." Says Tristan. "They won't know where we are." He smiles. His smile is a creepy one, but right now, he's not my biggest problem. An antheme appears and then the logo of President Snow. It runs through the 11 dead.

Narcissa Malfoy- My cousin

Eric Muntz- A career

Selena Longbottom- My best friend.

Silvanus Krum- A career

Joe Jenks- 19 tomorrow.

Mary Edgecombe- 16 years old.

Patrick Diggle- 12 Years old.

Cheryl Creevey- 15 years old.

Eddison Carmichael- 15.

Harry Payne- Just turned 13.

Jacob Po- 15.

My best friend and my cousin have died. And I wont even know how unless I win this thing. Sirius gives me a hug.

"I'm ok. We need to rest. Tomorrow we search for food and kick some career butt." I say trying not to cry. The boys know I'm not ok but they wont push it. I walk over the bed by itself. There's three beds on one side of the room and one on the other. I lay down in the bed and close my eyes.



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