Okay, so I've recently finished the hunger games trilogy and I absolutely loved it! I was like "wow, wow, wow" and I was so disappointed when it was over and decided to write some fan fiction J

This will be a Harry Potter and Hunger Games cross-over, so it is obviously non-canon. It will also be AU, because I'll be changing scenes to suit this story. I do hope you all enjoy reading this; I look forward to your input.

Chapter 1

Harry sat in what was now Professor McGonagall's new office, elbows on his knees and head resting in his hands. It had happened in an instant and he wasn't sure what exactly to make of it. Ron paced back and forth, a painful look on his face and a slight limp in his step. The war had ended only a few hours ago with too many casualties to count, but there was no time to grieve with the rest, not yet. Now that the war was over, now that the Light had finally won, they could focus on finding Hermione.

It happened when she had apparated them all back to Number 12 Grimmauld Place in an attempt to escape the Death Eaters. It all went wrong when one of the Death Eaters grabbed on. Hermione had managed to shake him off, but because their destination had been revealed to him they had to choose another destination. And quickly.

Hermione started to fall away from them and no matter what they did, they couldn't hold on to her. It was like an invisible force pulling her away from them. Before disappearing completely, she had managed to dig into her pocket and retrieve a piece of folded paper. She flung it at Harry and was gone.

Harry and Ron ended up in a forest with only the clothes on their backs and their wands. The paper Hermione had flung at them lay a little to the side with her wand on top of it. It contained various notes, theories and instructions which would help in locating the remainder of the Horcruxes. With that, Harry pocketed Hermione's wand and they continued their journey, hell-bent on ending the war quickly and finding their friend.

"Miss Granger is a smart girl. I'm sure she's alright," Professor McGonagall said from her seat behind her desk. Accidental disappearance was a very rare occurrence and only happened in grave circumstances.

"She doesn't have her wand! How the bloody hell is she alright?" Ron half-yelled. His mind was racing and all he could see was Hermione being tortured somewhere, or laying broken somewhere with no one to hear her call for help.

"Ron, she's alright. She doesn't have her wand, so she can't get back to us as quickly as we'd like. I'm sure she's waiting for us to find her," Harry said, trying to convince himself more than he was trying to convince Ron. She was Hermione, the smartest witch of her age. She just had to be okay. He would never forgive himself if she got hurt because of him.

Gathering a search party would be easy, but knowing where to look would be more difficult. There was no telling where she could've ended up.

"I would suggest using one of my tweaked Locator spells," Professor Dumbledore's portrait suggested once everyone was silent.

In the end it was decided that a search party wasn't necessary. The Locator spell was tweaked to work like a map. By brewing a potion Dumbledore had invented himself and placing all their wands into it for precisely ten seconds before pouring a few drops of the potion onto blank parchment; their positions would appear as dots on the parchment, each with their names much like the Marauder's map.

The next step would be to place Hermione's wand into the potion and recite the Locator spell before pouring a few more drops onto the parchment.

"What the bloody hell is Hermione doing in North America?" Ron yelled, earning a glare from Professor McGonagall and a slap up the head from Ginny who had volunteered along with Luna to help find Hermione.

"Look," Luna said, pointing at the map. The entire country Hermione was in was changing, different states merging, until the country was divided into fourteen states only.

"It says here that she's in The Capitol. I think professor Dumbledore misspelled it," Harry said. He was relieved that his best friend was still alive and probably waiting for her two best friends to rescue her.

"Don't be silly Mr Potter. This just complicates things further. We would never find Miss Granger if we were to go to North America now, because she is not there yet," Professor McGonagall said, pursing her lips.

"What do you mean?" Ginny asked.

"Hmm, Hermione is stuck in a very bleak-looking future," Luna said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"Miss Lovegood is right; Miss Granger managed to land herself in the distant future. It's not very common, but very possible as you can see. Miss Lovegood, please find Professor Trelawney and bring her to my office. I suspect she will be able to determine the time period Miss Granger is in," Professor McGonagall said. "Now, now, Mr Potter, we both know that Professor Trelawney's classroom predictions are questionable, but we also know that we can depend on her predictions when it matters most."

Professor Trelawney arrived looking battered and more crazy-eyed than usual. She had almost lost her predictable life when Lord Voldemort had learnt that she was the one who had predicted his downfall those many years ago. She jumped at every little sound and she kept looking around her making sure she was safe.

She was their most eccentric professor, but seeing her so afraid of her own shadow wasn't a pleasing sight and Harry wondered if sending her to St. Mungo's would be a good idea. It would be better than leaving her in the castle to die of fright.

"Come, have a seat, Sybil," Professor McGonagall offered gently. "The war is over, you're safe now."

Professor Trelawney sat down in the opposite Professor McGonagall's desk, the others standing off to the side. She started to fidget slightly, not sure what to do with her hands until a house elf appeared with a pot of tea and six teacups.

"Chamomile," McGonagall said. "Very soothing. Now Sybil, we need your help. Hermione Granger has been missing for a while now and we've finally located her. The problem is, she's in a different time and we need to know exactly when we should travel to, to find her."

Professor Trelawney's eyes grew wider behind her glasses as if just remembering something, "You, must find her!" she said, gripping her seat. "Terrible things are happening! You must find her and bring her home."

It took a while to calm Professor Trelawney down enough to tell them everything they needed to know, not doubting a word she said if it meant finding Hermione and bringing her back home safely.

The end and the beginning of their problems – The Hunger Games.

I know, I know, why am I starting a new fic when I still have three other's to complete? Well, this just hit me and I really wanted to combine my two favourite stories, okay! I haven't forgotten about the others, but my creative juices are a bit dried up for those and inspiration hit me in the face for this one. I do hope you enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it and I look forward to reading your reviews =P