There will be no pairing in this Fic so don't worry.

Warning: Zombies and the stuff that Zombies do.


Chapter 2

Harry knew there was magic in this world as there was magic in all the worlds, magic was life. Some people are just born able to excess this power then other's but every one has it. Since her revelation on the trapped souls she made an effort to burn the bodies she came across so that the souls could find peace. When she got her hands on the idiot that caused this she would demote them to the cross roads.

Only one of her Reapers could have done something so foolish. And she knew it wasn't Undertaker (she asked him) he swears he had nothing to do with it. So far no one knew anything, but Harry would fix it or purge this pathitic planet if she can't.

Harry finished her safe house though a better term would be compound. Making sure each house in the resident district could house five family's each then making sure to make a big enough mess hall and storage unit. The gardens and park weren't that hard as she was just molding the existing earth to what she wanted. Planting fruit trees everywhere, Harry made sure food could be found any where in the compound.

It would only take a little over ten years for the dead to no longer be a problem. Perhaps less for decomp to take hold. This place is more then able to hold for the next twenty years.

Harry would save what she could, luckily any child born within the walls would be free of infection. Thanks to her runes this place was the only place in all of America to be infection free.

Harry had used to much magic and was unable to do any thing for close to a month after activating all those runes, but it was so worth it. Getting the electronics's to run off of her magic other then electricity wasn't that hard now all she needed to do was find others that had magic add them to the wards and the compound will become like a generator as the runes would suck up the excess magic in the air and no longer have to be charged.

Sure a few sacrufices would have to be offered but it's not like that would be a hardship. Not with the dead walking. Humans with darkness in their hearts will stumble upon them sooner or later.


Laughing Harry smiled at her little pup he was so worried about her this past month she didn't mean to worry him. 'Padfoot how do you feel about us adding others to our home?'

'Woof!' he barked spinning around and landing on his back.

Laughing she took that as a yes I do not mind I would love to have others to play with.

'I need you to stay here and hold the fort. Can you do that?' With a yip he stood at attention just daring others to come in.

'Good boy I won't be long.' Giving him a good scratch she used the dagger she found as the medium for the point me spell. Times like these she wished she still had her wand, but a dagger is more practical.

The spell led her to two toddlers, their parents had been bitten and asked her to take them. It's not like she would have said no, she wasn't some kind of heartless monster to abandon a child. She would have taken them anyway their magic was more then a baby should have at their age. Not to say she wouldn't have taken them if they didn't have magic. This was just better.

After dealing with the parents she continued hoping she'd find some one that was potty trained. Lugging two toddlers around isn't ideal but needs must, and Harry couldn't watch two littles by herself.

She did manage to find three others only one of which was older then her. The boy was strange but a follower, She knew he wouldn't try to usurp her, no the one she would need to be aware of was the girl Sarah she was her age and hopefully wouldn't prove a problem. Harry could always use her death in a ritual (if she proves foolish) to power the wards.

The boy Adam proved to be a great asset to the team he was more then willing to help watch the little's when needed. Turns out he had a baby sister and had formed an attachment to the baby girls she had yet to name. Names were power and what you were called could make or brake you.

To bad the parents didn't bother to tell her their names before she killed them. Oh well she would just have to name them.

Adams sister had been killed by his parents and because of this he didn't trust adults anymore. She understood at least her parent's hadn't tried to kill her and only save themselves. She was glad he got away, she would make sure their souls suffered for such a travesty. Only a coward would kill their weakest link and think they could get away with it.

Harry always made sure to make child killers pay in their after life.

The little's loved Padfoot they could always be seen petting and playing with the pup. Harry made sure that Adam, Sarah and Gwen knew how to shoot and throw knives and even gave each of them a bike. Wasn't that hard to make copy's of the bike's she kept them in the storage house. All she had to do was change the colors, not like that was a hardship.

The rules of the compound were easy to follow, they go as this:

Keep your weapon on you at all times. Always have a buddy. Stay vigilant.

With more to come, pending she remembered to write them down.

These people were under her protection and she would keep them safe.


The Group

Rick didn't know what to do the farm was invaded and Andrea and Shane were lost. They came out of no where a hoard of walkers Shane and Andrea were separated from the group Rick took strength from the hope Shane was alive. Rick wasn't sure what he would do if Shane was dead or worse one of them. Shane was his best friend his brother in all but blood, he really hoped he was okay.

With Lori pregnant and moral low Rick wasn't sure what to do. They were on the move again going from house to house for months now scared out of their minds. Dale died, heart attack the old guy couldn't keep up not after what happened to Andrea. He wouldn't lie and say it wasn't some what of a relief that he was gone, Rick didn't want to lose any of the group but looking after someone that had such a hard time of keeping up was hard.

Hershel was older as well but Rick would do what he could for the group. Also with Lori pregnant Hershel couldn't die not yet. That may seem cruel, but a doctor in these times was rare and important as any scrounger.

Finding the Prison was a god send. Taking care of everyone and keeping them alive was hard enough, but a gated safe house was some what safe. With the baby expected soon having a place to settle if only for awhile was much appreciated.

A few prisoners survived the out break in the prison Rick, Daryl, Maggie, Glenn, T-Dog and Hershel found them after hacking Hershel's leg off when he got bitten. Still believing in the good of others Rick agrees to help them clear a section of the Prison so they could have a safe place to live. It was the least he could do since they had no idea what was going on. That all changed when Tomas tried to kill Rick. He really should have seen that coming, especially after what the basterd did to the big guy.

Sick of putting his trust in the wrong people Rick kill's Tomas and then locks Andrew out in the court yard after he tries to kill him to.

Oscar is not about to beg for his life from what he considers a nut case and Axel just wants to live.


Carol is freaking out what if Hershel dies she can't deliver the baby on her own. She wishes she could have left and searched for Sophia but knows she never would have made it on her own. She was all the group had if Hershel died.

If he survived she vowed to learn more on medicine incase this happened again. He was old and more then one of them should be able to heal.

Carol noticed that Rick and Lori were drifting apart, she could see the disgust in Rick's eyes as he looked at her and the worry and concern when he spoke of Shane. She wasn't about to say anything on that, wasn't her place.


Andrea was rescued by another survivor named Michonne. Michonne was a godsend to Andrea, she was going to die when the black woman suddenly appeared with that freaking sword and her two pet walkers taking out the walkers and rescuing Andrea when she didn't have to.

Michonne was like a badass angel with her two walkers by her side.

The walkers she kept with her were her boy friend Mike and his friend Terry that turned while she was on a supple run. She used them to walk about without getting bit.

Both had missing arms so they couldn't grab and detached jaws so they couldn't bite. Smart if only she had thought of it.


Shane and Andrea were separated when that horde went through the farm. Shane ran long and hard hiding when he could just so he could rest. After days on the run he came across a Gated community a sign proclaiming "SURVIVORS WELCOME"

He was safe at last.


A few days ago Adam had brought in an adult male that Harry knew from her memory's as Sophia. Shane Walsh the man that had beat her dad up when he was being mean to her mom.

Harry would have just killed the man but Shane was nicer then her.

Shane wasn't looking so good where ever he had come from wasn't doing him any favors.

Adam was in charge of him being the only other guy in the place. No way was Gwen going to treat a man, Adam didn't count he was still a kid like them.

Padfoot grew into a rottweiler, Harry had always loved big dogs. Padfoot is Harrys familier where she goes he goes. Absolutly nothing will hurt him any who dare will find Death had forsaken them.

Perhaps she could alter him a little? Mayhap turn him into a hellhound? That could work.