"Lily Luna Potter."
Lily's legs trembled as she stood.
"Are there any volunteers?"
None.
"This is quite the predicament," Voldemort said cruelly, "All three of Harry Potter's children, fighting to the death. It will be quite an eventful game this year."
Lily slowly walked and sat down at the tribute table. She pulled Albus into a tight hug and buried her face in his chest. I could tell by the rapid shaking movements that she was crying. And she was afraid. I wanted to comfort her, but I didn't know what to say. I was afraid as well.
They moved on to the Ravenclaw males. Jonas Zachariah Boot was a small second year who had no volunteers. Logan Ravenwood, a sixth year, volunteered in place of Kyle Ravenwood. And the last tribute was Paul Mathews.
"Those are the tributes for the Eleventh Hogwarts Games," Bellatrix said, "Tributes shall eat breakfast normally with everyone else. Afterwards, they shall remain in the Great Hall. The tributes' instructions shall further on from there. The rest of you shall go about your classes normally. The murder or harm of any tribute before the Games begin shall be punished with severity. You may now proceed towards your dorms."
As the tributes left the table, Bellatrix suddenly said, "Oh, and to you tributes," she smiled maliciously as we turned to look at her, "May the odds be ever in your favor." She cackled madly and sauntered off.
The odds are never in our favor.
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The Hogwarts Games: In Ruins
Fanfiction"The Order's finished. You-Know-Who's won. Anyone who says otherwise is killing themselves." -Aberforth Dumbledore He had tried so hard. But it wasn't enough. Voldemort had won. And surprisingly, he had allowed Harry and the others to live. But it w...
