The Wizarding Games: a Harry Potter and Hunger Games crossover

Chapter 1: Introducing the Games

A/N: PRETEND THAT NONE OF THE NINETEEN YEARS LATER STUFF EVER HAPPENED. I DID NOT COPY ANYONE ELSE'S STORY ON PURPOSE IF I DID. THANK YOU. ENJOY!
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It was a year after the Second Wizarding War. Every person who had been a student at Hogwarts during Harry Potter's fifth year had been sent an owl to come back to Hogwarts. Now everyone sat in the Great Hall talking and wondering why they'd been called back. "Maybe an Amily Bibbity Cockcrack has been found," Luna Lovegood said dreamily to Neville, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. Hermione looked frustrated. "Luna, there's no such thing." Neville was confused. "What is an Amo Bibby Cockroach?" "An Amily Bibbity Cockcrack. It's a really cool species that my dad found," Luna explained confidently. Harry and Ginny exchanged an exasperated glance. Ron tried not to burst out laughing. Hermione tried to reason with Luna. "Luna, I saw the picture you sent, and that's already an actual species. It's a-" "Nope, it's an Amily Bibbity Cockcrack. I'm positive," Luna interrupted. Hermione sighed and opened her mouth to argue, but stopped when a woman stepped onto the podium and said, "Welcome! And our teachers welcome you as well!" Harry noticed the teachers behind her, the ones he had known for quite a while, looked grim and angry. "Voldemort is gone. But now, that he is gone, we believe that we need more powerful wizards to help protect this society of magic. So, now I will introduce you to the Wizarding games! 3 students from each house, along with 3 students from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons will be put in an arena to fight to the death! And only two will come out!" Gasps flooded the Great Hall. Hermione paled. "Did she just say that?" George Weasley stood up. "And who are you to make us? If none of us are willing and go against you, then you're screwed! We just battled against You-Know-Who! We can take you!" "Yeah!" Other students stood up, pointing their wands at the woman. Harry stood up with them. "I've had to face Voldemort!" He yelled. "You can't make me or any of us fight each other. We can just take down you!" He stood on the table, making sure that his spell wouldn't hit any students. "Stupefy!" But before the streak of red hit the woman, it bounced back towards Harry, and he dodged it. He stared. "What?" She didn't even have her wand out. The woman smirked. "I am Remedy Malum. I am from the Ministry of Magic and you cannot fight me. You have no choice."
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"I can't believe this. We beat Voldemort, just to have to deal with someone as bad as him." Harry threw his wand on the table angrily. Everyone was still in the Great Hall, waiting for the other two schools to come. Many people were crying. Some people were angry. And a lot of people just sat there, staring blankly at nothing. Hermione shook her head. "How could this happen?" Ron shrugged. "She's probably got the the whole lot of them under her spell, and those who don't agree, chuck them into Azkaban!" Ginny looked at Harry. "What are we going to do?" "Let's first try to get ahead of the game," Hermione said. "Well, first, it's almost guaranteed that Harry's going to be in it. I'll bet they even rigged it so that he gets chosen. " "But what if we don't even fight? We'll just sit there and totally ignore them," Ginny suggested. "They might've thought of that though," Neville said nervously. Luna was about to chime in, when Remedy Malum stood up and announced, "They're here!" But this time, no one rushed to the windows to look. No one cheered in amazement or yelled. And the students from the two other schools entered the Great Hall.
Remedy Malum spoke. "Great! Now that we're all here, let the choosing begin. Here is what's going to happen. We're all going to go our separate ways. Gryffindor will go to the Transfiguration classroom with Professor McGonagall and Miss Pulchra. Slytherin will go to the dungeons with Professor Slughorn and Mr. Balt, and so on. The house teachers, Madame Maxime, and Professor Angor, know where to go. So, we will pick a name from the bowl of students. Anyone of the same gender, if they wish to, may volunteer. The student that was picked has a choice to either let the volunteer go up, or continue in the Games. This may only happen once. Any questions?" No one spoke. "Fantastic! Now go, and may the magic be ever in your favor!"