Stella's POV

We walked towards a hallway where all the other houses awaited two by two by the backstage door to the stage. Suddenly there was a roar of applause and cheering as a voice spoke

"Hello! Welcome! For those of you that don't know me, I am George Weasley your host for tonight." The crowd continued to cheer and clap until somebody began to chant.

"GEORGE GEORGE GEORGE GEORGE!" The crowd cheered Louder as he laughed.

"George! That's my brother! What is he doing here??" Rons eyes looked like they were going pop out of his sockets with exciting and shock.

"Are you ready to meet the tributes!?" He asked as the crowd cheered even louder. "Then let's begin with our first house, Ravenclaw!"

One by one the houses were interviewed building my anxiety up by the minute until we were last.

"And last but not least the Gryffindor house. Please welcome three dear friends of mine and a newcomer to the group, Harry Potter Hermione Granger Stella Evans and last but not least my dear brother Ronald Weasley!"

I couldn't breathe. I somehow felt myself going forward.

"Smile smile smile! Wave! "Hermione hissed as I began to wave to the crowd. We finally met George who embraced us all.

"Well first off I would like to say, that these ladies look lovely tonight don't you all agree?" The crowd cheered and applauded.

George grinned as he motioned for us to twirl. It felt like my face was on fire, George took this opportunity and wolf whistle making all of us laugh.

"So tell me, what are all of your strategies? Do any of you plan to ally with anyone?"

"Possibly." Harry spoke "trust is a delicate issue in these games because it is a double edge sword. You don't know if you will see tomorrow or if you will make it through the day."

"Very well spoken." George nodded. "Ron?Hermione? Plans?"

"We hope to stick together but unfortunately we don't know if we will have to split. " Hermione spoke as George nodded as he faced me.

"I know that your new. You weren't in the battle of hogwarts and I'm sure you haven't had much adventure. What do you plan on doing?"

"Staying alive." I croaked as George laughed.

"Yes and what else?"

I smirked "I'm afraid I can't tell you, for if I did it would ruin my chances of survival."

The crowd oohed in anticipation as George raised his eyebrows

"Well then. I hope you have high chances. Good luck to you all and to you Miss Evans, may the odds be ever in your favor."

The crowd clapped as George faces them holding an envelope.

"I have a message from the game makers." As the crowd grew utterly still as George opened the letter. "Tomorrow morning. All tributes will go to the training room where they will enter one by one. In the training room there will be a challenge that you must face and defeat. This challenge does not kill you, it merely challenges you and prepares you for what lies ahead. The game makers will watch this challenge and they will score you on how well you handle it. These scores will add on to your impression that you have given us tonight and they can increase or reduce your chances of sponsors. Please meet our game makers. Lucius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, Professor Slughorn Professor sprout and Professor McGonogall.

I now wish you all luck for tomorrow's events and may the odds be ever in your favor."