Hello Readers! So I've spent the last few weeks reading the Hunger Games and I was inspired! So here is my version! It is set about 200 years after Katniss and Peeta win and the rebellion occurs! Sadly I've decided that they are all muggle because I don't think I could've spun it correctly to make them all wizards (it would contradict the no weapons rules). So please, without further ado, enjoy!

~Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or the Hunger Games!

I woke with a start, the bed was cold beside me and it unnerved me. I looked around the dark dismal room searching for my little sister, even though I knew she wouldn't be in the room. I pushed off the thin blanket and padded across the hall to the room my parents occupy. Sure enough there she was curled into the middle of the bed even though our mother had long since gone to work. Our cat was curled up by her side and stared at me through squished eyes. I pad over and sit on the edge of the bed.

"Hermione?" She whispered rolling over

"I'm here Cass, come on let's get you fed and off to school" I said smoothing her strawberry blonde curls out of her face, her hair so different from our parents and mine. We all had unruly chocolate colored curls. We all had the same hazel eyes though.

"Are you going hunting today?" She asked me as I sat a meager meal of left over squirrel and bread in front of her, throwing some fat and entrails on the floor for the cat.

"Yes, we are running low" I answered going to get dressed while she ate. It didn't used to be like this. I don't remember when it wasn't but I know when my grandmother was young there was peace and plenty of food to circulate through the districts, all thirteen of them. It wasn't until my grandmother was a teenager that they began the games again. Of course we'd all learned about the games in school but what they didn't teach us was about the rebellion that stopped them the first time. They no longer taught us about Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark and the revolution after the 75th hunger games. I know because my grandmother had a book, an old book that I'm sure the peacekeepers would punish us for if they found it. I am sure that Katniss herself wrote the book but it describes everything that happened as it really happened.

"Hermione, will you do my hair?" Cass asked me as she walked over with her brush. I take it from her and gently brush her curls and pull them into a pony tail before deeming her presentable and sending her off to school. We live in district 12, the mining district. There isn't much to know about us really, the peacekeepers killed my father, they never told us why. My mother then assumed the role of care taker, she managed to get work in the mines so it fell to me to make sure that Cass got to school, I no longer attend, I dropped out at 14, school does me no good if I can't survive. Mother's meager wage doesn't put enough food on the table after we pay the peacekeeper taxes so I learned to hunt using the book grandmother had. I quickly cross town, avoiding the peacekeepers until I reach the fence, in the years following the destruction and rebuilding of our district they've once again neglected the part of the fence that separates our section of town, I think they once called it the seam, from the forests beyond. The electricity that is supposed to run through it stops just past the main part of town where the justice building is and starts back up again by the school. There is also a badly patched hole that I squeeze through before looking over my shoulder and breaking into a run until I reach the safety of the forest.

"Hermy" I spun around at the voice startled until I realized it was just Ron. He was taller than me by a few good feet, messy red hair, the color of fire, and blue eyes. He was so different than the rest of us in district 12, who had darker hair or blonde, we rarely had a red head.

"Ron, you ready?" I asked fetching my bow from under the rock I had stashed it under. I had found it in the woods, a rarity since weapons were basically outlawed unless you were a peacekeeper and even then you had to be pretty high ranking.

"We should run away" He said startling me as we sat down for lunch.

"Ron,"

"I'm serious, we could live in the woods, be free from the reapings and the capitol, they've already taken everything any way" It was then that I realized that today was the day. Ron hadn't been born in district 12. He'd actually been split between the districts for some crime one of his brothers had committed; he was the youngest of 14 boys. He and his mother had gotten sent here when he was six and the brother who'd committed the crime had been killed.

"Ron, we can't, I don't think anyone would notice if we disappeared but our mothers and Cass they would" I said softly "Besides the reaping is almost here and you'll get to see them"

"It would be better if we were all together again, with the reaping it's just a reminder that me or Gin could be taken into that arena" He shook his head, it had been a long time since I'd heard about his niece, his brother Alex had a daughter who was 15.

"There isn't much we can do Ron, but make sure that our families survive, let's get our load back home, that deer will get a pretty good price at the hob" I said wrapping up our kill. We'd learned fast to cut or kill into pieces, saving everything from the pelt to the bones, after the first time we drug a carcass into the hob and watched it be ripped apart.

Well there is the first chapter! Review if you enjoyed!

~Redshadow17