The first ever reaping of District Nine and Three Quarters. Rose couldn't believe this was happening. And not the good kind of disbelief. The oh my god no kind.

"As you all know, we will start with the girl." Mimi Chordsworth, the escort for the new district, stated. Her voice is so annoying, Rose couldn't help but add to herself. The way her voice goes up at the end of a sentance, like she's asking a question.

Mimi fished around in the near empty bowl for a moment, the swiftly pulled out a small peice of paper and unrolled it. The crown held their breath until she called out the name, and all but four sighed in relief as she finished.

"Rose Weasley!" a smile planted on her face.

"No!" Rose heard her mother scream from a ways behind her.

Mimi guestured for Rose to come up to the stage, and she did so, numbly. She couldn't feel her legs move. Or her lips move as she spoke to the woman. All she heard was buzzing as the boy was called.

He took to the stage, and it turned out to be Scorpius Malfoy, the son Draco, a newfound friend of her parents, and Rose's friend. Very good friend. How was she supposed to fight to the death with him in the arena?