The Mockingjay's rebellion fifty years ago ago failed. Katniss Everdeen was executed on television as proof. The Mockingjay wasn't the only one with bad luck in the rebellion. Thirty one years after, Harry Potter, in an attempt to accept his fate, was killed by Lord Voldemort. Now, nineteen years after the death of Harry, a new district has been added to Panem. District 9 3/4.
Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger sat huddled around the television at Ron's home, even though where they lived was not a district or part of Panem, they were still made to watch the Hunger Games and all announcements about it. This time, President Snow was announcing the Twist. The Quarter Quell. Since the Ministry of Magic and the Government of Panem had merged, there had apparently had been some slight changes to the Twists.
"To remind you that no one may escape the punishment of , and those who try will be severly this year, a new District shall be added to the Hunger Games. District Nine and Three Quarters!"
Nine and Three Quarters. . . that could only be. . . . No!
"Ron. . . ," Hermoine whispered.
Ron wrapped his arm around Hermione comfortingly.
"That's. . us, isn't it?"
"I don't know, Hermione. ."
After the ill-fated Battle of Hogwarts, everything had gone downhill. With Harry. . . gone, and Voldemort taking over, all the remaining wizards were forced into Hogsmeade and the surrounding areas, probably the only reason the town had managed to survive after the destruction of Hogwarts. The ancient wizarding school was still left in ruins as a reminder of their failure.
The next day, a notice was posted in Hogsmeade.
Hogsmeade and the surrounding inhabited areas have been added to the Districts of Panem as District 9 and 3/4.
9 and 3/4. A punch in the gut for the remaining wizards. It was obviously a reference to Platform 9 and 3/4. Kings Cross Station.
"Rose. . . ," Hermione whispered, her head resting on Ron's shoulder, unable to tear her eyes away from the notice.
Ron turned her to face him. "It's okay. Everything's going to be okay." He hugged his wife tightly to him, stroking her still-poofy hair comfortingly. "Everything is going to be okay."