A Game of Hearts and Blood: Fractured Alliances, harry potter - j. k. rowling, hunger games trilogy - suzanne collins fanfic

Blackmagic_cat

Characters

Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Albus Dumbledore, Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson, Hermione Granger/Harry Potter

Tags

Character Death Blood and Injury canon-divergence Implied/Referenced Child Abuse Implied/Referenced Character Death Blood and Violence Enemies to Lovers Trauma POV First Person Plot Twists Major character death - Freeform Alternate Universe - Non-Magical star-crossed lovers

Summary

In a dystopian Panem, Hermione Granger and Harry Potter are tributes from the impoverished District 12, thrust into a brutal fight for survival where only one can emerge alive. As potential opponents, they navigate a terrifying arena where trust is a luxury and survival demands impossible choices. Harry gets drawn into playing a dangerous game by aligning with the Careers and Hermione is torn between what she sees and what she knows to be true. Haunted by nightmares, panic attacks, and the brutal reality of the Games, Hermione and Harry must confront not just the other tributes, but their own deepest fears and the fragile bond of their shared past between them.When the bombs drop and the bloodbath begins, their carefully constructed emotional barriers start to crumble. Each kill, each moment of survival, pushes them closer to a breaking point where friendship, survival, and humanity collide. With the Capitol's ruthless eyes watching, Hermione and Harry will be forced to decide what and who they're truly willing to sacrifice. Even if it means themselves.

Note

This is my first Hermione/ Harry fic. I generally write Drarry. It is a gift fic for my dear friend and I’m really excited to test my skills! If you enjoy this fic consider checking out my other work below. Serpens & Leo Minor

Fractured Alliances

April 21, 2025 at 03:20 AM

We had been running for three hours. I had no idea where we were heading, and from the look on Hermione's face, neither did she. We'd stop every now and then for water, but neither of us had spoken a word since our escape. Finally, I spotted a clearing that could work as a camp, though I use that term loosely.

We both collapsed to the ground. I could hear Hermione's labored breathing matching my own as we struggled to catch our breath. The silence stretched between us—ten minutes that felt like hours, filled with nothing but our desperate gasps and distant birdsong.

I noticed Hermione watching me from the corner of her eye. I could tell she didn't fully trust me—not that I blamed her—but we both knew she had no other choice right now. When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above a whisper.

"Why'd you do it? You had it all with Draco and those guys. Why?" She swallowed hard. "They're going to kill you now."

I couldn't answer right away, still trying to steady my breathing. When I finally found my voice, it came out hoarse. "That was going to happen either way." I met her gaze. "And you know why."

I watched confusion cloud her features as she studied my face. I could see her trying to piece it together, to understand what I meant, but the answer seemed to elude her.

"This isn't the best spot for camping out," she said abruptly, pushing herself to her feet. "Let's try and rest for an hour and then move."

I could see the irritation in every movement as she started to walk past me. Without thinking, I reached out, my fingers gently catching her arm. "I need you to know..." I kept my voice soft but couldn't hide the intensity. "That stuff with Draco... I did it to guarantee your safety for as long as I could."

Her eyes dropped to where my hand rested on her arm. Our gazes met for a fleeting moment, and I felt the weight of everything unsaid between us. Then she pulled away, her voice suddenly matter-of-fact despite the tension in the air. "I have to pee."

The unexpected declaration caught me off guard, and I felt the heavy atmosphere crack just slightly, bringing a small sense of normalcy to our chaos.