*** Author's note***

Hey guys! Thanks for reading! Be sure to post your reviews: I really appreciate the constructive criticism! Enjoy the story! ;)

Oh, but first: The disclaimer...

I do NOT own either the Hunger Games or Harry Potter... :)

There, now that that's done, let's begin the story!


AND NOW, PROUDLY PRESENTING...

HARRY POTTER IN THE HUNGER GAMES - TWO WORLDS COLLIDE


CHAPTER 1 –- THE REAPING

"Fred Weasley."

My blood rushed into my ears. My body went numb. Before I knew what I was doing, I found myself in front of Fred, pushing him behind me.

"I volunteer as tribute!" I screamed.

The next thing I knew, I was next to McGonagall as the entire Gryffindor student body saluted me with three fingers. It was all I could do not to cry. Before I even had time to pray for my brothers, McGonagall strolled over to the 6th and 7th years' jar and picked up a slip.

"Harry Potter."

A faint memory came across my mind as Harry slowly climbed up the steps. A long time ago, when I had been under Tom Riddle's trance, I had opened up the Chamber of Secrets and put everyone's life in danger, especially my own. If Harry hadn't come along when he did, my entire family would be dead.

No, not him. Anyone but him. I thought as Harry took his place beside McGonagall.

"Harry Potter and Ginny Weasley. May I proudly present the tributes of Gryffindor House! Happy Hogwarts Games, and may the odds be ever in your favor!"