Hermione and Lectra ran outside and to the village square. It was very silent and tension was in the air. She followed Lectra to the area where the other fifteen year old girls were. Hermione didn't worry much because her name wasn't in the glass bowl where the tributes would be chosen. She looked at Lectra who nodded assuringly at her older sister who was at the seventeen year old crowd of girls.
Then the mayor came up a podium positioned at the front where everyone can see and read the History of Panem and the Hunger Games as well. Hermione found it interesting and also very harsh. She also started to notice other people on the podium including a woman with short hazel hair and a lady with bright orange hair and heavy make-up.
"Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favor!" The lady with the bright orange hair said on the microphone. "I am Keidi Crystal and I am truly honored to be District 3's escort. I know all of you are very excited to become tributes and represent your district!" The silence continued among the crowd. "So… without further ado, let us choose the female tribute!" Keidi walked over to a glass bowl and fished out a slip of paper.
"Trix Watt!"
Hermione let out a sigh of relief. Lectra wasn't chosen. She turned to look at Lectra but when Hermione saw her, she was crying. It turned out that Trix was Lectra's sister. Trix went up the podium bravely but Lectra ran to her before she got there.
"No! Trix, you can't go!" Lectra sobbed.
"I'll be alright, Lectra." Seeing her sister cry seemed to break through the wall that held Trix's tears.
"Any volunteers?" Keidi's voice rang out.
No one volunteered.
Hermione couldn't stand the sorrow of the sisters, even if she had just met them. She then raised her hand like she was going to answer a question Professor McGonagall raised in class. "I volunteer."
All heads turned in her direction. Keidi seemed amused. "Well, get up here girl." The crowd parted to let Hermione pass. She made her way to the podium and as she passed Lectra and Trix she saw the bewilderment in their eyes. She quietly climbed up the stage and faced Keidi.
"Tell us your name dear," Keidi said.
"Hermione Granger," Hermione said in the microphone.
The audience looked at each other in confusion. Of course nobody knew who Hermione was but Keidi didn't seem to notice.
"For our male tribute," Keidi inserted her hand into another glass bowl. "Terry Copper!" A boy with dark hair went up the podium. "Any volunteers?" Keidi asked. The crowd was silent. "Very well then. We now have our District 3 tributes!" Everybody clapped their hands together, not because they were applauding, but because they had to give their 'Hunger Games Spirit' or some Peacemaker will whip them. The mayor then reads the Treaty of Treason and the anthem starts playing and Hermione was brought into a room in the District 3 Justice building. It had white sofas, a glass table, and it was air conditioned. As Hermione was making herself comfortable on one of the sofas, the door opened and Lectra and Trix entered.
"Hermione, I'm sorry," Lectra said as she approached her.
"But you didn't do anything wrong, Lectra," Hermione said as she stood up.
"I shouldn't have brought you to the reaping. You don't even belong here."
"It's okay. It's gonna be alright."
"No, it's not. It's all my fault!"
"Lectra, you did nothing wrong. And stop being a baby," Trix said to her sister.
"Can't you see? Hermione doesn't even understand the situation she's gotten herself into. They're gonna kill her! She's gonna die and she doesn't even deserve it!"
"No one deserves the Hunger Games Lectra," Hermione said. "And don't worry about me. I'll be fine. Trust me." Lectra hugged her and so did Trix. After some time, Lectra and Trix were asked to leave and Hermione was brought to the train station. There were cameras everywhere as Hermione entered the train. She was brought in a room where she was allowed to freshen up so she took a shower and wore a brown shirt and a black skirt. She made sure her wand was with her as she went to the dining room with Keidi. They had a talk about the games over dinner. Sandra, the woman with the short hazel hair who was their mentor, was going on and on about their strategy that Hermione eventually found herself daydreaming about Hogwarts and her best friends Harry and Ron. Will she ever see them again?"