THE HALLOW GAMES
I held up my hand against the sun light as the tube I was standing on rose up. I was standing on one of the 24 metal plates, surrounding the gold cornucopia. I looked around, left and right on the other plates are friends and enemies from my years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I also tried to look back but there seemed to be something stopping me from looking behind me. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle are closest to me and are sneering. I look around again and see Ron and Hermione standing in the distance on their plates just like everybody else, they gave what looked like a sad smile and then turned around and concentrated on the treasures before them, the weapons, the food, the shelter, everything you would need to survive in the arena. I too turned my eyes and look about at the prizes scattered before me. I looked at the ground around the cornucopia, there where wands and potions and magical artefacts and an assortment of muggle weapons. I remembered what my mentor and friend, Lupin, had instructed me to find a wand as it is the best opportunity for my survival, but most of the wands are inside and at the mouth of the Horn itself. I thought if I could reach it before anyone got to me. The dangers where high but Draco seemed to have marked me for an early kill. I looked forward again and I spotted it, laying just to the left of the horn was the think holly stick I would recognise anywhere- my wand!
I knew there was a chance that a Tribute's wand might be the Arena but I had never thought Voldemort would let my wand be in the Arena. I look at it and wonder if I will ever survive long enough to get it. I stood there like everyone else, one leg in front of the other, waiting for the gong to sound. One step forward and 'BOOM' no more me.
Then all of a sudden the gong sounded and everyone started running. I thought for a split second about where I was going but then without hesitation I ran at my wand that was in the Cornucopia. I could hear the shouts and screams of the other tributes. I didn't look around I just looked at the floor looking for my wand, then I heard Hermione scream
"HARRY DUCK"
I dived to the ground just a split second before a knife came flying past me and hit the floor in front of me. I looked forward and saw my wand I reached out to get it but Draco walked over to it and picked it up and aimed it at me.
''Harry Potter, killed by his own wand" jeered Draco.
I got up and picked up a wand lying next to my foot. I looked into his eyes, I had never used the killing curse but I felt so much hatred for Draco that I was ready to use it.
"AVAD-"We both shouted in unison.