Ellie wakes up the next morning in complete confusion. Squinting her eyes, since the sun was over-baring, she saw the area around the cornucopia to be completely empty. They just left me here to die, she grumbled, getting up. She went to go for an apple but a strong arm blocked her way.

"Finally up," Cato smirked. Ellie nodded, taking off her jacket. It was extremely hot and the temps didn't seem like they were going to go down any minute. Ellie fanned herself and looked at Cato. She slightly blushed a bit at his bare chest. He must have been warm too. Cato smirked and grabbed an apple, tossing it to her. Ellie almost missed it.

"Where are the rest?" She asked, looking up at him. Cato slid down and sat next to her.

"They went on an early morning hunt," he says, taking a nibble at a piece of beef jerky. "They probably won't be back until tomorrow." Ellie tilted her head.

"Why didn't you go with them?" Cato leaned back and sighed, stretching his arms.

"To keep a better eye on the food," he states. "District Three...I don't know."

"Well, he did set some mines up!" Ellie pointed out. "I mean, it counts for something."

"I think I might wipe him out within the next day," he says. Ellie wanted to protest but bites back her tongue.

"Yeah," she nods instead. "I mean, they're probably getting itchy for some kind of action!"

"Krum, right?" He questions. Ellie nods. "I think he's in alliance with District Eleven."

"Really?" Cato nods.

"Clove and I saw the two in the wheat field."

"You didn't wipe 'em out?" Cato shook his head.

"That would be stupid. I could wipe out one of them but Clove..." he pauses. "She's good but-"

"Size..." Cato smiles.

"Yeah," he agrees. He fans himself a bit more.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure?" Cato looks at her and narrows his eyes.

"Promise not to explode?"

"I guess…"

"Tent? It-"

"No!" Cato says. Not angry but with a little snap to it. "I said no tent."

"Fine," Ellie grumbled. "We can burn in the heat. Fan?" Cato smiles.

"Sure?"

"Oh, wait…no fan!" She sticks her tongue out and looks the other way.

"That wasn't childish or anything," Cato says sarcastically. "Are you five?" He snorts.

"Fifteen," Ellie states. "You?"

"Eighteen," he smiles. "So, I have a question."

"Shoot."

"Quidditch," he starts. "Is it a rough sport?" Ellie thinks for a moment, taking a drink of water.

"It depends on your position or who you're playing against!"

"How do you play?"

"I can't really tell you," Ellie smiles. "I never really got the game myself. I only watch it because my brother plays. He's a seeker…so isn't Krum."

"Krum, he plays? That's why he's built?" Ellie nods.

"Maybe but my brother plays and he looks like a nerdy limp noodle!" Cato busted out laughing.

"Glasses too?" Ellie smiles.

"Huge ones!"

"Round?"

"Round as the moon!"

"Is he good?"

"Youngest Seeker since my dad." Ellie smirked. "Krum though, he's great! He is the youngest on the Bulgarian national team."

"Really?" Cato tilted his head. "Is that really honorable?"

"I guess," Ellie shrugged her shoulders. "I mean, if you love Quidditch."

Minutes passed by, and not one of them spoke; just looked at the perfect blue sky. This was peaceful. For the first time since the games have begun, Ellie felt safe. It wasn't just Cato but the weather…fake weather. The heat made everything feel real. There were no canons at all.

"Why do they make a big deal about your brother?" Cato spoke up.

"He's…he's special." Ellie kept her answer short and sweet. "I can't really talk much about it. It's sort of locked in the Wizarding world."

"Voldemort?" Ellie's muscles tensed up.

"Please don't say his name…please." Ellie said, sternly. "People get really freaked when it comes to him. Just say…you know who. Okay?" Cato nods. "Can I ask another question?" Ellie smiled. "It's kind of my turn!" Cato gave a little laugh.

"Didn't know we're playing twenty questions." Ellied nodded.

"What is District Two like?"

"Mountains, more mountains, a street," he smirked, "nice house, mountains, and…"

"One big mountain?" Ellie laughed.

"Yup! The U.K?"

"It depends where you go, we have a bit of everything I guess. " Ellie thinks to herself for a moment. "It rains a lot and very foggy!"

"What is your family like?" Ellie tensed up once more.

"Harry, he's nice." She smiled, trying to avoid the question about Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia. "He can be very determined and stubborn."

"Your Aunt and Uncle?"

"I believe it's my turn," she laughed. "What is your family like?" Cato shakes his head, smirking.

"Okay, okay," he smiled. This was very weird for Cato. Ellie never saw him this friendly. "I have a Mom and Dad. Pretty normal. My dad puts a lot of pressure on me about things but overall, pretty good. My sister on the other hand," he grins. "She's only eight. Kind of a pain in the ass."

"Did your parents have you young?" Cato shakes his head.

"My turn," he smiles. "Uncle and Aunt?" Ellie frowns and looks to her boots. She doesn't answer him but instead, swirls her fingers in the sand. She shrugs her shoulders. "What's wrong?"

"Rather not talk about Vernon and Petunia or Dudley…"

"Why?" Cato softly, but tensely, took his index finger and made her face him. She responded by shrugging him off. "You can tell me."

"They aren't exactly all that loving," Ellie starts. She looks back up to the sky to keep focus. If she didn't, tears might just drip form her eyelids. "Use to shove me and my brother in a cupboard under the stairwell." Cato frowned and faced her more. He looked at her more intensely.

"What?"

"Yup," she smirked, but not out of joy. "One bed for the both of us!" Cato shook his head.

"I mean I'm not the nicest person in the world but sure in hell wouldn't lock my kids in a cupboard!" Cato says. "Do you two still sleep under there?"

"No, we have our own rooms now. But I don't use mine, I sleep with Harry." She tells him. "It's for he won't get nightmares, sometimes it doesn't work."

"Why does he get nightmares?" Cato snorted, trying not to laugh.

"You know who…" Ellie states. "Anyway, they never really loved us."

"I assume so." Cato nodded.

"They use to feed us as little as possible!"

"The school didn't do anything about it?" Cato asked, not wanting to believe one thing.

"My Godfather and his, Uncle Sirius, as I call him," Ellie starts. "We were going to make a family but you know…"

"You know?"

"Things change."

"So you aren't going to live together?" Cato growls. "So they're just going to leave you both in-"

"Cato…your temple," Ellie smirks. "It's flaring, along with your nostrils! That means you are getting angry…you scare me when you get angry!" Cato huffed and banged himself against the metal cornucopia.

"I'll calm down!" He got up and kicked a few rocks out of his way. "We should make another fire and cook something!"

"But we have-"

"We need to cook something else," he looked at her dead in the eyes. They stare that scared her and the growl that made Ellie want to crawl in a hole. Ellie, not wanting to make it worse, she got up and started a fire.

A/n: It has been such a long time! I am very sorry! So here is an update. Cato is a little softer than I intended, but here it is. I'll go back and fix my other errors in the story! Please read and review!