I am so so sorry for not updating earlier. I've had most of this chapter written for a few months, but I lost inspiration. But. I'm willing to type right now. So, enjoy. And review.

Hermione POV:

When Gale, I had soon learned his name, punched Harry in the face, Ron had gasped. I wasn't surprised, considering that I knew he had it coming for him for a while now. I did feel bad for Gale, considering that he and Harry started off on the wrong foot.

Harry, I felt bad for, just because, judging by Gale's muscles, it must have been one hell of a punch. I have no clue as to why Gale would punch Harry, besides one. Gale must like Katniss. Harry had been about to kiss her. But, Katniss likes Peeta, obviously, so there must be a love triangle between Katniss, Peeta, and Gale.

At least they haven't killed each other yet.

I had spent dinner talking to Hazel. She liked the new recruits at first sight, which I took to be a good thing. I had also wanted to talk to Ron. He was sulking. But I didn't feel like it just then. So, after dinner, I got Ron to come into my tent (No, not like that ya perverts! Get your minds out of the gutter! {Or maybe it's just me…}) so that we could talk.

"Ron, what's wrong?" I asked bluntly, knowing that it would get me a straight answer.

"The new guys, what do you think of them?"

"They seem nice enough," I respond, knowing where Ron was going with this. "And no, I don't think that they're hotter than you. You don't need to worry about that stuff, Ron. I love you."

"Love you too 'Mione. So… you really think I'm better looking than them?" Ron asked.

"Yes, Ronald! Now, stop worrying!" I exclaimed. "I just said that. Or do you want to argue? Because I don't want to!"

"Alright… I'll shut up, if… I can snog you," Ron said with a wink, already knowing my answer.

The Next Morning

Katniss

We ended up leaving later than when Gale and I normally go hunting, but it was still a fair deal earlier for most people. But these weren't most people. They were heroes on the run. We ate the leftovers from last night, and left immediately afterwards. There was something wrong with the silence, though. It seemed… Almost too quiet. I pushed the thought out of my mind.

I was walking alongside Peeta and Gale. We were still in separate clumps of people, but we still stayed in a kind of formation. Occasionally people would talk to others in different groups, but for the most part, people were separated.

Right now, it was near noon. We had stopped for lunch, which consisted of a few rabbits, squirrels, and berries.

Harry, who I found out was a wizard, had just pulled out his wand. He muttered something that I didn't catch, mainly because everyone was bouncing around. The Demigods, Percy, Jason, Hazel, Frank, Annabeth, Piper and Leo were all ADHD. I had learned it from Piper, who mentioned it while explaining why they were in the group.

It's strange to see such well-fed kids that aren't merchant kids. Anyways, after Harry muttered his 'spell,' the pile of wood burst into flames.

Hermione then continued to amaze me by pulling a giant skillet out of a teeny bag. Gale and I had already skinned and gutted the animals, and Hermione set to work cubing the meat with magic.

I looked around for Peeta, and saw him motioning to sit next to him. I noticed that Percy, Jason and Eragon were all sitting with. I mentally shrugged, thinking 'what the hell,' and headed over.

"Hey Peeta," I greeted. "Percy, Jason, Eragon."

"Hey Katniss," they all said at once.

"A little creepy, but I'll take it," I joked. I sat down next to Peeta, and stared at the company he had. "What are you guys talking about?" I asked.

"We think that something's wrong. With the silence," Peeta stated simply.

"I know. It's been freakishly quiet since we left earlier." I paused, thinking. "What should we do if it gets loud again?" I asked.

"Well, if it goes from utter peace to tons of noise, someone is probably screwing with us," Eragon assessed. "If it does happen-"

"we should be attentive to every sound, and have our weapons at the ready. That way we're prepared," Jason cut in.

"Sounds like a plan," Peeta finished. It was strange, because they all seemed to talk in sync. They must know each other pretty well by now. Either that, or they rehearsed this. Which I highly doubt.

"Lunch," Hermione's voice rang out, "Is served!"

And, with that, everyone dug in.

We had finished lunch two hours ago, and were again on the move. We did, after all, have a lot of ground to cover.

Everyone had started chatting, so I almost hadn't noticed when the sounds of nature came rushing back.

"Stop," I said, knowing that Eragon and Arya would have heard by now. Sure enough, they were down a few seconds later, holding their hands up, motioning for us to stop.

"The sounds… They're back," Percy pointed out. "Have your weapons at the ready. Keep walking, but more slowly. We need to be able to hear."

We started walking again, but at a much slower pace. It went on for nearly half an hour. Only then did Eragon, Arya, Gale and I pick up loud, harsh footsteps.

"Stop!" I cried yet again. We halted immediately.

"Hello Mr. Potter. It looks like you have gained some recruits."

A man stepped out of the shadows of the trees, followed by others.

So, what did you think? Who's the man and the others? Even I don't know the answer to that question. But, you could give me some ideas. That may help. Maybe not. I have an idea, but I don't really know. Have a great rest of your night!

~Choco