*Katniss And Potter*

Chapter 2: The Boy Who Lived

Hope you are enjoying the twisting story so far! Myself and Draco are certainly enjoying writing it! 

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*KATNISS P.O.V*

I awake to a pretty face looking anxiously down at me. From what I can already see (wavy hair and beautiful eyes) she looks around thirty. 

I jump up, realizing I do not recognise her. 

"Where am I?" I sob as tears sprout out of me spontaneously. The woman smiles, sweetly. 

"Don't worry," she says and adds under her breath, "This will cause some trouble. . ." 

I put a hand to my forehead, a blank though hanging in my mind on where I am. I can only imagine what torture Snow is putting Prim, Mother and Gale through. Everyone back at District 13 for that matter. And it's all my fault. 

"Stop worrying," a gentle voice says suddenly. It wasn't the woman, a figure comes from behind her. Dark, messy hair, with rounded glasses securely on his eyes. I look at him in awe; he looks magnificent. 

"I don't know where I am. . . Who are you people? Do you work for Snow? Where's Prim?" I demand and the man quickly comes to my aid. He tries calming me down, although I keep crying and shoving him away in his weak attempt. 

"Snow? I think she hit her head.." a gruff voice comes from behind us. I ignore him; an idiot when you hear one. 

"I'm Harry Potter, and this woman here is one of my best friends, Hermione." Harry, the man with the glasses, points to the pretty woman. Hermione and Harry? Who are they? 

"And this is my husband Ron." Hermione says gently as Ron, who has bright red hair, comes to get a closer glance at me. I feel his eyes penetrate into my skin. He's handsome too, but I prefer Harry already. 

"I'm...Katniss Everdeen." I say looking at my hands as they sit calmly in my lap. Harry gives a deep sigh. 

"Can you tell us, Katniss, why you fainted on the platform?" Hermione suddenly questions me. Wouldn't you faint if you mysteriously appeared on some platform? Yes. I should think. 

"Leave her alone Hermione, she needs some space and food." Harry orders still keeping eye contact with me. I bite my lower lip. Why is he being so nice to me? I just don't understand. Does he know what will happen to him and his friends if Snow knew they helped me? They would be killed, no matter what. 

But this Ron fellow thought I was odd to say 'Snow' aloud. Maybe he's dead. Wait..how long have I been out? Coin promised me him: I was her mockingjay. 

"Fine. I'll get you some food, Katniss." Hermione huffs and spins away her heavy breath heard still. Ron takes his wifes place, beside Harry and focuses on me. 

"Hello Katniss." he says loudly. I grimace. 

"Who's Snow then?" he says calmer this time. I raise a brow. This is just weird... 

"You don't know who Snow is?" I laugh uncontrollably now. 

Ron raises a red brow. 

"What District are you from?" I say laughing hysterically. Harry glances at Ron, who's lips quiver. 

"District? Maybe you should sleep." Ron insists pushing my body back down. Harry stops him. 

"Stop Ron!" he bellows. I don't even know Harry, and I know he's older, but something about him makes me feel so different. He cares for me, and wants me safe. And I can't help notice the sneaky glances he keeps giving me. It's like he wants me to notice.