Hi everyone! This is my second fanfiction. Hunger games is great and I love Fantastic Beasts too, so I combined them! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their rightful owners, I'm just making them do my bidding. :P
Katniss had just yelled out that she volunteered for Prim, poor innocent Prim who loved everyone and everything, who cried with Katniss before knowing why she was crying, she would have been tortured beyond repair, killed by the bigger, older, stronger tributes in the games. Maybe even a career. She deserved more than to be a piece of their games. Katniss shuddered at the thought.
"I volunteer!" She said again thinking they hadn't heard her the first time.
They had heard, just they thought they hadn't heard correctly. People usually stayed back in the crowd as their friends and family were dragged to their doom.
As she was welcomed up to the stage, she knew it was no better than being forced to go into the games.
When she stared out into the crowd, she saw a man she didn't think she knew. She looked away for a split second, then when she looked back he was gone. Strange, she thought. She knew everyone in district 12.
A FEW HOURS LATER.
Katniss was on the train to the capital with Peeta, thinking about the man she had seen and looking out the window. It had looked as if he were about her age, maybe older. He was wearing a blue-green coat, [something that was very hard to afford], and was holding a rather beaten up case. She had sworn she had seen the snout of a platypus-like creature. No. It must have been her imagination. She looked out the window realizing that she had been staring into the floor. How she wished the man with the case had been chosen as a fellow tribute, but thank goodness she wouldn't have to kill him.
Hai! Starting my new fic, support would be great! [I will be killing off Peeta but enough reviews might save him] Ten reviews would do.