7's Flower

Chapter 1

Authors Note - This is all written in the main characters POV! If you are also a hp fan, or more specifically Harry's Kids Era fan then go check out my other book! It's a fan-fic about Albus and Scorpius. You can find it on my profile. But for now: enjoy! (Also please let me know what you think!)

Love from,

Zahra ❥

The Reaping

All eyes were on me as I walked towards the stage. The words were still echoing in my ears. 'Lily Barron'

Earlier that day

Me and my twin brother, Jacob, stood in line. I could see our mother amongst the crowd, watching us sign in. We had only done this once before but we'd seen other people do it for 11 years before then. We let them prick our fingers, and I shuddered when I saw the blood. I was very squeamish. Jacob stood next to me, and we held hands but the moment we walked pass the registration, two peacekeepers forced us apart and we went to go stand in our section.

Once I was standing there, I let myself fix my hair. It had an Afro, but I had been trying to grow it out, so there was little strands falling down my back. My dark skin blended in perfectly with the trees that surrounded us and my eyes darted about under my eyelashes. I saw Luna Prince (A/N I couldn't find an actual name so I just made one up!) step onto the stage as she did every year. She then started the same speech as always. I think if I try, I could recite it perfectly. Once it was over, she went towards the bowl with the female names. I wasn't worried. My name was only in there twice as my brother refused to let me sign up for extra food in exchange for more entries. I looked at him. He was staring at the bowl and I could tell he was worried. I didn't blame him. I was scared for him too. Just then everyone's head turned towards me.

"Lily Barron?" Luna repeated. 

All eyes were on me as I walked towards the stage. The words were still echoing in my ears. 'Lily Barron'. I looked at Jacob, who looked like he was about to cry. I looked at my parents, who looked in shock. I looked at all my siblings who were too young to know what was going on. I looked at them all, knowing it was one of the last times I was going to see them. I was going to die.

I shook hands with Luna who was even more Capitol up close. Her hair was a Midnight Blue, with butterfly clips attached. It went right down to her hips, which looked too small to be real. I stood there and as the boy tribute was picked, I surveyed the crowd. Some looked revealed it wasn't someone they knew. Some looked angry that it wasn't them. But some people, looked at me sadly. They knew I was going to die. And they knew I knew. I was only 13. I only did the little jobs. I wasn't strong and muscular, as the boy who stood next to me now. I recognised him. He was one of the rich kids in 7. His parents owned the school for the little children, who are still too young to work. My youngest brother, George still went there. The boy was called Luke but I couldn't remember his surname. He was 18 and by the looks of it, he actually had a chance. Wish I could say the same about me. We shook hands and we went to say goodbye to our families. 

I didn't have any friends to say goodbye to, so only one group of people visited me. Jacob ran up to me with tears in his eyes. "Goodbye little flower" he whispered in my ear. He didn't even try to hide that we would never see each other again. I hugged all my siblings and then turned to my parents. Mother was weeping and couldn't bring herself to say any words. She just hugged me tighter then ever before. Father however looked at me and began. "Lily. There's no point pretending. Your not getting out of that arena. This isn't fair and just know that, when it does happen. There will never be a moment that me and the rest of us won't think of you." I smiled. Tears weren't falling but I knew that tonight they wouldn't stop coming. I looked up at him. "Thank you" I whispered. I gave everyone a hug one last time but stopped when I got to Jacob. I gave him the biggest hug. "Goodbye big log" I whispered. We only used our baby nicknames when one of us were upset. I couldn't imagine a better time. The peacekeepers shouted at them to get out for the final time and I watched them go.

 A small tear fell down onto my nose.