*Katniss And Potter*

Chapter 8: Am I in danger!?

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8.

Katniss POV

After my time being in my room and weeping, I had decided on coming out for some dinner. Hermione kept talking to Ginny about some thing that spooked her out on the train. . . Whatever happened there. You'd expect nothing to be spooky to a wizard. . .

Also, the big news was that a Teddy Lupin (I think) was doing something at the graves with Harry. In a short abbreviation, Ginny explained to me that his parents died in the 'great battle' and he never met them. Poor boy, I know what it's like to loose someone that can't ever be replaced. After Teddy left with Harry, Hermione served up some dinner. I only ate a little, as my stomach kept tumbling and excused myself back to my room straight after. I know I was being selfish; crying and wanting to go home, but I couldn't help myself. I don't mean to be selfish, I really don't. But sometimes. . . you can only think of your own safety before anyone else. Anyway, now I haven't a clue where I am. I just remember someone coming into my room, and then BLANK!

I was dead to the wizard world.

Waking up now, I feel all hot and sticky. Darkness falls against everywhere I look and I immediately smell fresh meat being cooked. A large figure stands not to far away, his back to me. Over what I can tell, is a large pot filled with steamy water over a fire. Is it Harry? Why has he kidnapped me? I mean, maybe he really does like me that way. I shudder; and I just made friends with Ginny.

"You're awake then, Catnip."

I freeze. Instantly I know who it is. Who else calls me Catnip? If he even had someone else read out what he wanted to say, I would have guessed. Gale. My best friend. He kidnapped me? Wait, hold up, more importantly how did he get here in the first place? I stay still, not even bothering to breathe.

"You were never one to speak," he continues and turns around to face me. Even in the dim light, I can still see his dark skin and scared hands. His dark hair, and his Seam grey eyes. I stand up, my legs numb with fright.

"Gale, where am I?" I ask my voice high pitched.

Gale takes a second to respond, and I see his blank expression.

"Britain. I assume,"

Br-it-i-an. Now why am I in this damn cellar?

Gale moves towards me, his footsteps echoing around. I retreat my eyes strained to his.

"I won't hurt you, Catnip." he says softly finally reaching me. I whimper as he caresses my cheek.

"Then why did you kidnap me? They weren't hurting me! If not they were keeping me safe!" I scream at him and slap away his arm, tears at the rim of both my eyes.

"They were going to give you up, that Hermione told me where you were. She pretended to be nice to you, you can't trust them." Gale says, I block my ears. They were so nice to me. But then again. . . Ginny hated me at first, could she have told him about me being there?

"Why are you here anyway," I mutter my gaze shrinking away from Gale. He shrugs.

"To get you, we need you back home. 13's gone bust." Gale explains and I half-believe him. It still doesn't make complete sense though. . .

"I didn't choose to come here you now!" I hiss back at him, my anger rising up. Gale raises a dark brow at me.

"Of course, running off into the wilderness and leaving Prim and your mother. Not to mention Peeta." He spits Peeta's name out like a disease. The poor, hijacked Peeta. . .