Disclaimer: I am not Suzanne Collins, therefore the Hunger Games Trilogy does not belong to me.
Chapter 14
Somehow, overnight, Rue had ended up in bed with Harry and Katniss. She had wrapped herself in a blanket, and squirmed in between Harry and Katniss. Harry kissed the top of Rue's head, and got up to get ready for the private sessions.
Rue quickly noticed that Harry had gotten up, so she went to Katniss's bathroom and showered, before ordering a version of their training clothes. All black athletic wear with a golden '11' on the back.
She left and went to eat breakfast with Harry before Katniss woke up. Haymitch stumbled into the dining room, and pored himself a cup of coffee.
"Good morning, Harry. Good morning Rue." He said, before snapping out of his dream.
"Wait, Rue? What are you doing here?" He asked, looking at the little girl in question.
"Eating breakfast." She replied, taking another bite of her roll.
"Why not do that with your team?" Haymitch pressed.
"Because I was here last night anyways." Rue said, taking a sip of her orange juice.
"She came into my room and ended up sleeping with Katniss and me." Harry said bluntly, before taking a sip of his Hot Chocolate.
"what's that?" Rue asked, pointing at the light brown liquid.
"Hot Chocolate. Try some." Harry said, giving her the mug. Rue took a sip and grinned. Harry made her a mug of the creamy goodness, and took his half-full (gotta stay optimistic, right?) mug back.
Katniss and Effie came in a few minutes later, greeting tributes and Haymitch.
"So, what are your plans for the private sessions?" Haymitch asked his tributes.
"I thought I'd do some shooting, show them what I can really do." Katniss said.
"I've got a few tricks up my sleeve." Harry said.
"Ladies and gentlemen, Harrison too-many-frickin-last-names. Master of not telling me things." Haymitch said, annoyed at how little Harry trusted him.
"Sorry, Haymitch. Nobody except Katniss is allowed to know what I have planned." Harry said.
"Not even me?" Rue asked, hurt.
"Rue, if I told you, I would be banned from using the tricks." Harry said. This confused all but the tributes from 12.
"Beliefs." Harry said, shutting them up.
Harry, Rue and Katniss made their way down to the gym. They waited in the 'cafeteria' for their names to be called. They seemed to be calling the boys, then the girls, starting at 1 and going up to 12. Katniss was last.
By the time Rue was called in, Harry was bored out of his mind. He had nobody to play pranks on, and poor Katniss had to wait even longer than he did.
He looked over to his girlfriend, and saw that she was nervous.
"Katniss, don't worry, no matter what score you get, the two of us have the most sponsors. You'll win this." Harry said, before getting called in.
"Good luck." Katniss said, kissing him lightly.
"Shoot straight." Harry said, walking into the gym.
Harry entered the gym, and looked over to where the Game-makers were sitting. There were three actually paying attention. He glared at them, but went over to the sword station. He took out the sword of Gryffindor, and turned on the hardest simulation, completing it flawlessly and quickly.
Now five were watching. He threw some knives, and found some left over dummies. He made 21 nooses, and hung all of them, before writing the name, nickname, or tribute number of every tribute other than himself, Katniss and Rue. That got all of their attention. He hung them from the rope grid, right in front of their balcony.
While they were gaping at him, he snuck onto the balcony, put all of their food and distractions in a net, and hung that in front of the dummies. He apparated to the side of the gym, stole the footage from the security camera, and made his way to the middle of the gym.
"Can I leave now?" He asked.
"Yes," The head game-maker said, looking around the balcony in shock, before looking at the net full of their belongings.
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Katniss heard her name on the loud-speaker about half an hour after she was supposed to go in.
'What the hell did Harry do?' She wondered.
She entered the gym, and around. Painted dummies had been hastily disposed of, the sword of Gryffindor was gone, and there were pieces of rope dangling by the grid.
'Oh God, what did he do?' Katniss panicked. She took a few deep breaths, and went directly to the archery station. She grabbed a bow and quiver of arrows, before selecting the hardest simulation. She completed it easily, but only a few of the game-makers were watching. The rest were focusing on a roast pig that had just been brought in.
Without thinking, she set an arrow into place, and let it fly. The apple went through the middle of the apple in the pig's mouth, sticking to the wall behind it.
"Thank you, for your consideration." She said with a mock bow, before storming out of the gym.
She stormed over to the elevator, and slammed the penthouse button with her fist. How dare they ignore her! She was going to be fighting for her life in their arena, for crying out loud! The least they could do was pay attention to her.
She stormed out of the elevator, storming past Haymitch and Effie, straight to where Harry was waiting on the couch. She sat next to him, ignoring his questioning looks.
"So, how did the sessions go?" Haymitch asked, really wishing he had a drink in his hand.
"I have the security footage from both." Harry said. Haymitch and Effie looked at him in shock.
"How did you do that." Haymitch asked.
"Remember the tricks I told you about?" Harry asked.
"Yes," Effie said cautiously.
"Well, this is one of those tricks." Harry explained, putting on the tape from his private session.
Haymitch and Effie watched as Harry went through his training session. They smiled in pride as he used the sword, but their expressions turned to worry as Harry hung his 'fellow tributes'. They were horrified when he stole their items straight from under their noses. Katniss laughed, but Effie looked about ready to smack the young man.
"Before you say anything, watch Katniss's session." Harry said, playing Katniss's.
Effie's mouth dropped open in shock as she watched Katniss use her bow. They looked in horror as she shot the apple out of the pig's mouth.
"Thank you for your consideration." Harry said, before bursting into laughter.
"Bloody brilliant!" He said, kissing Katniss.
"What about you? Stealing their things! And 'Can I leave now?'" Katniss said, her voice rose to match his.
They burst out laughing, and didn't calm down until dinner, and Effie threatened to stitch their mouths shut if they didn't calm down.
They ate their meal, and were shortly joined Cinna, Portia, and much to Harry's dismay, the prep teams.
They all went over to the TV, and sat on the couches. Harry insisted on sitting on the armed side if the couch, with Katniss on his lap, and Portia sitting next to him. He didn't want to be anywhere near his prep team.
The TV turned on to reveal Caesar Flickerman, in front of a large monitor. Caesar greeted the audience, before getting to the point of the program. They played the highlights of training, which included: Harry and Cato sparring, Clove throwing knives, Glimmer getting a makeover, Katniss with her snares, Rue stealing Cato's sword, Marvel throwing spears, the tribute from Three with his wires, and a few other clips.
"Now, here are the results for the Private Training Sessions." Caesar announced, gesturing to the screen.
Marvel got a 9, Glimmer got a 7, Cato got a 10, Clove got a 9, Foxface got a 7, Thresh got a 9, Rue pulled through and got an 8, and the rest of the tributes ranged anywhere between 3-6.
"Harrison Potter-Peverell-Black," a picture of Harry popped up.
"With a score of:" Caesar began, before looking at his sheet. He looked at the picture of Harry, and back to the sheet, shaking his head and announcing,
"Twelve."
The people of the penthouse were stunned. Harry had just gotten the highest score ever recorded.
"Katniss Everdeen," Caesar said, snapping out of his shock.
"With a score of:" Caesar began. His eyes bulged, and he looked at the paper in disbelief.
"Eleven."
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