The Games That Weren't Won
Hey, this is RawrDaLion and this is basically a twist of my favourite characters from everything that I can think of in the Hunger Games! RAWR! :DChapter 1-Intro
A dark, swirling mist cloud swarmed around the crumbling walls of Hogwarts, mystifying lookers, Muggles and wizards alike. After Harry defeated the almighty Lord Voldemort, a group formed by the most murderous Death Keepers in The RawrFave Universe came together to gain control. A lone batch of courageous individuals set out to regain leadership, and devise a plan to do so.
Their names were Harry, Ron, Hermione, Peeta, Katniss, Peter (Pan) and The Doctor, and although they came from different regions, they still broke the law to meet each other again. But what could they do? Slowly and steadily, like riding a bike, they generated a strategy. It involved making many sacrifices, like when they met each other.
The Meet
It was a hot day with tiny beads of sweat tricking down his dirty brow and onto his leaf-made tunic. His mop head was drenched to each strand, and it was irritating him, having to flip it back. But he kept up his search.
The search had not gone well. After those ludicrous Death Keepers made the foolish mistake to kill the boys, and more infuriatingly, laugh about it, hell broke loose. He didn't know what in the world he was going to do, after losing his home to the ghastly flames and the arrow to his head.
WHAT? Where did that arrow come from? It laid cast aside on the floor after brushing Peter's hair. He scaled up a tree expertly, and tried to locate the source of the threat, but revealing nothing. The dark mist, which filled the sky like wine in a glass, blocked his vision. He squinted as some of it broke off and traced swirls around his head. It had no true consistency, just gloopy, yes gassy, let solid. His hair was tossed around as it took the form of a human hand, and crept up his nose, making his eyes water and his limbs flop to his side. The floor rushed up to meet him as he fell, and he thought he was surely going to die. Goodbye, he thought.
"What did you do?! Why? Don't you know how extremely cautious you have to be with that around you?!" a voice said rapidly, and he fluttered his eyelids open to meet a face full of bushy, brown hair mask his face. He shot up, and caught a glimpse of a strict-looking, yet alarmingly pretty 20-year-old woman glaring up at him. So many questions shot up in his mind, and like a casino, he rolled them and spun them until he chose one to ask.
"Am I… dead?" he said feebly. She shook her head quickly, and continued to wrap his leg in a beige dressing, murmuring about people he knew not, or cared to meet. Ron… Harry… weren't they all over the "WANTED" signs stuck up all over the market. She was, too. He remembered her serious face, walking past her glaring eyes to meet the boys.
"WHO ARE YOU?"
Another voice boomed around the forest, breaking the awkward silence. A bow quivered next to his ear, and he slowly turned to meet her poisonous eyes, creeping up on him.
"State your name and business" the brisk voice mumbled, curious but business-like.
"Peter Pan, falling from a tree" Peter declared, making the strict girl grin, and giving the new addition a slight giggle, but she quickly snapped out of it.
"Hermione Granger, camping out with outlaws Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley". Hermione's voice wavered slightly at the mention of Ronald, and he thought that it must be her lover, lucky him. The archer bowed and said "Katniss Everdeen, and I have nobody left."
After that they started chatting, awkwardly at first but as they got into each other's background it was as easy as writing it on paper. Hermione, it turned out, was one of the founders of the rebels, and was camping with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley (her sweetheart) out in various regions to break down the government, bit by bit. She had erased her parent's memory so that they kept out of danger's path and stayed safe. But when she thought that all of the torrent was over, she came to grant their memory, but her spell backfired, and they completely didn't know who she was, and called the police, turning her in. She had nowhere to go.
Katniss, however, had been through too much. Her home had been violently destroyed, the one she loved tortured to the point of insanity, and her sister, the one she was sure she loved all the way she was in pain, was accidently killed by her best friend. Peeta, her lover, was penned up in her makeshift camp while she tried to cure him in any way that she could. She had nobody to go to.
Peter's life was basic and heart wrenching. He was disappointed with life, and his parents were abusive and he ran. Far. Death Keepers always kept a close eye on him, as he was thought of as "murderous and dangerous". Recently, his only supporters were all brutally killed, and again he ran. He had nowhere to run.
After conversing for a general amount of time, they headed back to Harry and Ron to gather their assortment of devices useful for their survival. Hermione noticed how enticing and safe the woods were with friends to accompany her in her many quests, even if they were new and untrusted. She quite liked Peter, with his boyish attitude and uncontrollableness, but Katniss she found quite barging and controlling, but she was generally her type of girl. She just wished to be back in the guarding walls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, with familiar faces which comforted her when she felt that all hope was lost. Life was OK then. But it had all changed. With that one spell.