AN: So I've decided to take a break from anime fan fictions and move on to something I've been really getting in to lately. I would really appreciate if you could give me some feedback and some ideas you may have and I will definitely try and incorporate them in the story. Thanks!

Harry POV

Spells.

They can grant our greatest desires.

Or take us to a nightmare so hellish even Draco Malfoy couldn't even dream it up.

It started out a simple day, which is hard to come by with someone with luck like me. But of course, a spell gone wrong turned into a hell. Let's go over how this happened, shall we?

Hermione, Ron, and I walked into Charms, as one does, when Flitwick announced that we'd be learning a new spell. Nothing out of the ordinary, right? Just a charm that let us communicate with certain animals. But of course Malfoy had to taunt Neville into making him mess up the spell. And his messup didn't just affect him, nooo it HAD to affect everyone in the general area, which included myself, Draco, Ron, Hermione, Seamus, Dean, and surprisingly Fred, George, and Professor Snape, who had been right outside the door when it happened.

Next thing we knew we were in the middle of friggin nowhere. My guess is the Forbidden Forest, but when we got carried away by that spell it was day time….here it's night.

"Seems that Longbottom has some explaining to do!" Malfoy said as he circled Neville, altogether making Neville extremely nervous. I walked up to Malfoy and pushed him away.

"Back off, Malfoy. Right now we shouldn't be threatening each other, we really need to figure out how to get out of here!"

"For once Potter is right," Snape spoke up, "The faster we get out of here the faster I can give you all detentions for kidnapping a professor!" His face was bright red with anger, and it would be funny if he didn't aggravate me so much with his comment.

"Sir, we didn't kidnap you! Heck, we didn't even intend to be here!" Harry snapped back. Snape's face got even redder, to the point where he was almost turning purple with rage.

"POTTER! One more insolent comment and…" His tirade was immediately interrupted by a sound so distinct that I'd know it anywhere.

"Gunshots."

Ron turned to me in surprise. "Bloody hell, Harry! How did you know that?!"

I shrugged. "Probably from hearing Dudley's video games all the time. Now can we please stop bickering and figure out why the hell someone is shooting a gun out here!"

Everyone reluctantly nodded. While some of them weren't quite familiar with guns, like Ron and his brothers, Draco, and Neville, the rest of us were quite well aware of what guns were.

They trekked through the forest for about 3 km (Approximately 2 miles) before they finally found the source.

A young girl stood in a clearing, wearing ratted and dirty clothing, fighting off even dirtier blokes. They kept grabbing onto her fiery red hair, hair that could rival the Weasleys, and she was struggling to throw them off. I took out my wand and promptly cast "Stupefy"

...Except...nothing happened.

"Wow Potter, I knew you were terrible at spells, but this is just sad," Malfoy proclaimed.

"Oh, and I'm sure you could do so much better Malfoy?" Seamus retorted.

Malfoy snorted. "Of course I can! Unlike you, we purebloods are superior at magic." Fucking prick! He tried casting the same spell, but again, it did not work. "You have got to be kidding me!" Malfoy screamed.

This quickly caught the attention of both the girl and the men surrounding her. Half of them let her go and started walking towards us. And that's when I noticed it.

The skin rotting away.

The flesh between its teeth.

The stumbling gait.

The constant groaning and disgusting sounds.

Zombies…

"Don't just stand there you fucking idiots! Shoot the fucker!" the girl screamed at us as she took out a pistol from her holder and quickly shot the remaining zombies on her.

All we could do was try and back away from these creatures.

"If this is some prank concocted by you hooligans I suggest you quit this nonsense before you make your punishment worse for yourself!" Snape bellowed.

"Fucking imbeciles, all of you!" The girl stated before turning her pistol on the zombies before us and shooting them in the heads. Brain matter flew everywhere, covering most of out clothes in blood. The girl quickly strutted over to us, a scowl that would rival Snape's adorning her face. "What the everloving fuck is wrong with you?! Are you trying to get yourself killed! God, it's like you've never seen a shitting walker before!"

Hermione raised an eyebrow. "Walkers? Aren't these, you know, zombies?"

"Call them whatever you like, deary, but they'll still eat you all the same." She turned away from us and walked back to the clearing to pick up what stuff she had dropped. Why she was carrying a whole deer is beyond me.

"I'm sorry, did you just say...eat us?" George said.

The girl glowered at us. "Are you that daft?! Where the hell have you been living for the last how many years? Under a rock?! Have you never, not once encountered one of the dead before?!"

Snape cleared his throat before turning to the girl. "I believe that I would like to clear up any misconceptions here, Ms…"

"Call me Elle, everybody else does. Everybody that's left I should say." She gave a sharp laugh.

" . Now, my student's and I have been transported here by a stray spell and we were just inquiring on what one of these….walkers...are." Now he admits it's not our fault?!

All was silent for a few moments before Elle's booming voice filled the clearing. "Are you people on drugs or some shit?! Transported by a spell?! Yeah, ok, and we're not experiencing the apocalypse!"

Ron sighed in exasperation. "Listen lady, we…"

Before anyone could stop her, Elle had her gun pulled out and pointed smack dab in the middle of Ron's forehead. "Excuse me?! Don't call me lady, dipstick! Now, if you're going to play dumb, I suppose I'll just have to explain so I can get you fuckers off my back! Now, if you hadn't noticed, the world has gone to shit! The dead have taken over and we, as the living, are forced to endure hell until we ultimately succumb to the same virus that took the rest of the world. That, or we all get murdered by psycho maniacs who think going around with a barbed-wire bat and bashing people's brains in is acceptable! In this world it's kill or be killed, so I suggest you learn pretty quickly how you fit in here or you'll end up a walking corpse. Got it?!" She hissed.

We all stood there, shell shocked. Even Malfoy didn't have some snarky retort. We just couldn't believe it.

We were so fucking screwed!