Hi everyone

Well, I'm writing this story because I wondered what would happen if Ron and Hermione were in the Hunger Games. Yes, there's a few Hunger Games characters in here, but I'm not going to make it a crossover. It's pretty much just Harry Potter characters.

And yes, they're still going to use British words and their accents.

DISCLAIMER: Unfortunately, I'm not JK Rowling or Suzanne Collins. But wouldn't it be awesome if I was?

Okay, so Ron lives in the Seam, and Hermione lives in regular District 12.

It starts with the Reaping...

Hermione Granger got prepared for the Reaping as she did every year. While she finished her makeup, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." Hermione said, her voice cracked slightly on the last word.

Her mother opened the door and walked over to her.

"You look beautiful." she said.

"Thanks." Hermione said, giving her a smile. But it quickly faded.

"Hermione, don't worry. You've never signed up for tesserae, since your father's the mayor and all, so your name's only in there, what, five times?"

"Six. I'm sixteen mum."

"But only six times, dear! Other kids have over twenty or thirty!"

"May the odds be in their favor." Hermione said quietly.

"Hermione, you're not going to be picked. Okay?" her mother said, grabbing her by the shoulders.

"Okay." she said, then followed her mother out of the room.

Ron Weasley got ready for yet another Reaping, along with two of his brothers, Fred and George.

"So...it's your last Reaping today, huh?" Ron asked to no one in particular.

"Yep," Fred answered. "And we've never been picked, which is surprising considering our names are in there over a hundred times each."

"Yeah, and hopefully neither of us are picked this year. I don't know what we'd do without each other." George said sadly.

Almost no one ever wins from District 12.

"I hope she... I mean, we don't get picked either." Ron said, staring out the window.

Fred and George followed his gaze, then smirked at each other.

"Oh look! It's Ickle Ronnikins' girlfriend!" Fred exclaimed, pointing out the window at Hermione, who was walking towards the Justice Building.

Ron's face went red. "Shut it, Fred! She doesn't even know who I am." he said, mumbling the last part.

"Oh really? Let's experiment." George said, smiling evilly.

He opened the window and bellowed, "Hey Hermione! Do you-". Before he could finish, Ron covered his mouth and tackled him to the ground. George threw him off, both twins dying of laughter.

"It's not funny!" Ron said, cautiously looking out the window.

A boy ran up to Hermione and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. Ron recognized him instantly and narrowed his eyes. Cormac McLaggen, Hermione's boyfriend, took her hand, then walked with her to the town square.

Ron's face was redder than his hair as he watched them go.

"Looks like someone's jealous." Fred sang, smiling.

Ron glared at his brother. "Shut up."

Ginny walked into the room, wearing a purple dress that ended at her knees.

"How do I look?" she asked.

"Oh Ginny you're beautiful. And not because of the dress." Fred said, kneeling down and putting his hands on her arms. He used to do that all the time when she was little.

She smiled. "Thanks, Fred." she said happily.

"Come on, we need to get going." George said.

They walked out the door and headed for the town square.

Hermione was almost to the check-in desk with Cormac. Before they got there, he pulled her to the side.

"You okay?" he asked.

She shrugged. "Not really."

"Hermione, there's the smallest chance they'll pick you. And if they do, I'll volunteer. I'll go with you and protect you in the arena."

She smiled. "You'd do that for me?" she asked.

"Of course I would. I love you." he leaned down and snogged her passionately.

Someone coughed and they broke apart, smiling at each other.

"Come on. We need to check in." Hermione said, taking his hand again.

"Give me your hand." a woman said to Hermione, holding out her own hand. Hermione did as she was told, and they pricked her finger. She winced, but the pain was short. The woman took her slightly bloody finger and stuck it on a piece of paper, then scanned it.

"Next." the woman called out, telling Hermione she was done.

She followed some people to her section, where girls her age were standing. She looked around and found one of her best mates in the crowd. Harry Potter. He was looking at her too.

'Good luck' she mouthed to him.

'You too' he mouthed back.

Effie Trinket climbed onto the stage and tapped the microphone.

"Happy Hunger Games!" she said happily. "And may the odds be ever in your favor."

'Well, here we go...' Hermione thought to herself.

"As always, ladies first!" Effie said enthusiastically.

She walked over to one of the glass balls on the stage and plucked a piece of paper from the ball. She went back over to the microphone and opened the piece of paper.

"Hermione Granger!" she said.

There was dead silence. Hermione's heart began to beat faster and louder. Her head was pounding, and people were slowly moving away from her. She looked around and found Harry. He looked completely shocked. She was sure she shared the same expression.

"Come on up, dear!" Effie said.

Hermione slowly started to walk towards the steps. She knew no one would volunteer for her. She reached the steps to the stage and realized there were tears running down her face and she was shaking horribly. She used her hands, that were now shaking uncontrollably, and wiped her tears away. She mounted the stage and went up to Effie.

"And now the boy tribute!" Effie said.

She walked over to the other glass ball and picked out a name.

'Wait... Cormac's going to volunteer to be with me in the arena!' Hermione said, feeling a little better.

Effie walked back over and opened the piece of paper.

"Ronald Weasley!"

Everyone in the boys' section moved away from a young red-headed boy who looked scared. Hermione stared at him, mouth slightly gaping open. He walked towards the stage, and Hermione shook her head, as if clearing it, then looking for Cormac. She found him in the crowd, looking away from her. She followed his gaze to a girl who was in her section. He looked interested. Then Hermione put two and two together.

'Oh my gosh! He was never going to volunteer for me! He just said that so he could snog me! He's been doing that alot lately...' she thought.

Ronald walked onto the stage and stood on the other side of Effie.

"Go ahead, you two. Shake hands." Effie said, moving out of the way.

Hermione turned towards Ron and he did the same to her.

'There's something familiar about him...' Hermione thought as she stared into his blue eyes.

They extended their arms and shook the other's hand, not breaking their gaze until the last second.

"The District 12 tributes for the 76th annual Hunger Games!" Effie said. "Happy Hunger Games, and may the odds be ever in your favor!"

She then guided Ron and Hermione into the Justice Building and the door closed with a dull thud behind them.

So...what d'you think? Please leave me a review! I'd love to hear from you! And yes, I know this is slightly AU, if you've read THG series. But it's a fanfic so who cares?