A/N- So this part is an introduction to life in Panem as a witch or wizard, and then Finch's life at Hogwarts, just to provide some background. Enjoy :)
I remember it like it was yesterday; the day I got my letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. An owl flew in as my parents and I were eating breakfast. My parents had told me about Hogwarts and magic, and that we have to be very careful, and make sure no one finds out. You see, we live in the strict, oppressive nation of Panem, in District 5. Not many magical people are left here, thanks to the Capitol. During the Dark Days, most of them were burned at the stake, hanged, or otherwise brutally murdered, yet a few managed to survive and hide their magic. The Capitol also burned down the Salem Witches Institute, the only magical school in Panem, so now the few magical children left here travel to Scotland every year, to go to Hogwarts. This is no easy feat with the Capitol's strict rules. Since everyone between the ages of 12 through 18 must attend the reaping on August 30th, there is still a chance we will be reaped for the Hunger Games. If we aren't reaped, we will go to Hogwarts the next day, as usual, but if we are, we have to compete in the Games, where our chances of making it out alive are very slim. The latter is what happened to me, just before my fifth year.
When I got to school, I was sorted into Ravenclaw house, the same house my father was in. My mother, however, was in Gryffindor. I didn't have any close friends. I didn't know anyone there who was from Panem. I couldn't wait to learn as much as possible about magic. I was very interested in transfiguration, particularly animagi. I immediately went to the school's huge library, to find out more about animagi. I just knew I wanted to be one someday. Finally, late in my third year, I succeeded. I was practicing late at night, with the curtains drawn around my bed, and reading a large book from the restricted section. After what seemed like hours of hard concentration, I felt my body begin to shift and change shape and size. I had transformed into a fox, with fur as red as my trademark Weasley hair. I never told anyone, not even my parents. I never registered in the Ministry. I wanted this to be my secret; something only I knew.
A/N- Thanks for reading! The next chapter should be up soon.
