Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or The Walking Dead. Credit to my co-author for this chapter torturelover She is awesome for helping me. i decided this will be Merle x Daryl x Rick x Harry so if you have any other character you want to see as a pairing let me know. this story is Rated M meaning no children only mature adults. this will be very OOC since i suck at redneck language as well as the real personality we are trying our best to keep it as close as possible.

'spells'

"talking"

'thinking'

"parseltongue"

Chapter two

Harry had gotten all the information including the new guy's name Rick Grimes. He didn't have much of a liking for him, just like he didn't have much of a liking for Shane. To be completely honest he hated Shane with a passion. Lori, he hated as well but she wasn't as bad a Shane who thinks female can't do shit but cook and clean. That makes him mad every time he thinks about it. But he hated Rick for a different reason, that reason was that he left Merle to die and that pisses him off more than what Shane does. He let out a sigh as he apparated them to the roof. He cursed when he saw Merle sawing off his hand. "Merle stop you motherfucker." He yelled at him not caring for the Walker knowing full well Daryl would take care of them.

Merle looked up at Harry he looked almost delirious from blood loss "yer not really just a 'lucination 'gain" he mumbled before starting to move the saw again. he had lost a lot of blood even with the tourniquet created by his belt. Harry's eyebrow twitched "did he just say what I think he said, Daryl?" He asked

"I believe that he did" Daryl replied through a grunt as he sank a hunting knife into a walkers head. Daryl ripped the knife out and headed into the building to clear out the stairwell. Harry grunted and cast the spell 'stupefy'. When Merle hit the ground, he went up and unlocked the cuffs with a simple 'Alohomora'. Then he went about healing the hand using some Phoenix tears he got from Fawkes. He then went into his bag looking for a blood replenishment potion. Once he found it he undid the spell on Merle and forced him to drink it, noticing he had passed out from blood lost once he was stunned. Harry waited for Daryl to come back so he can help him get Merle situated to transport him back.

Daryl soon returned with a homemade stretcher and loaded Merle onto it "the streets clear enough that we can get him to the truck down on the street. I checked it's got enough gas to get us back to camp" he said. He picked up the back end of it "let's get moving it's safe to get down to the street from there we can adjust on the fly" Daryl said.

Harry nodded "that's good then we should go. Merle is so getting a lecture when he wakes up. He's been doing drugs again. Daryl if I were his stash where would it be? I'm gonna get rid of it." He said to the male as he helps take him to the truck.

"He wouldn't like you taking his stash" Daryl replied as they loaded Merle into the bed of the truck and he climbed in easily hotwiring the truck before shifting into drive. He headed out once Harry was in and headed for their camp stopping once to get a bag of guns lying in the road next to a hat.

"Yeah well he needs to get clean so I'm gonna take it. This is the apocalypse. We do not need him high as a kite, only to get himself killed for being slower than normal. I will take his anger it's better than having him dead." He replied as they drove searching Merle's body. Once he got the stash he threw it onto the road.

"You know that's not all of it," Daryl said as he turned onto the dirt road. "if I show you where the rest is can I keep the ecstasy. I don't use it, but maybe we can trade it for supplies while we're traveling" he said looking over at Harry. He parked the truck and climbed out dragging Merle out of the truck, letting him fall to the ground still unconscious. "What should we do with him?" he asked looking at Harry.

Harry looked at Daryl while he was talking. He hummed "I guess we can keep the stash as long as we keep it away from him. You never know when some of that stuff will be needed." He said when they got out and Daryl dropped Merle's body on the ground he merely shrugged. "I guess we can take him to the tent let him sleep off whatever is in his body. Then we get him clean of the drugs." He replied

Daryl nodded "alright," he said starting to drag his unconscious brother towards the tent they shared with Harry. He had to stop so he could pick Merle up and drag him into the tent ignoring the worried stares from the others. He never liked crowd's anyway and he'd be just as happy with just him Merle and Harry. He dumped Merle on a bed and left the tent.

Harry looked around "get back to whatever you were doing. We don't need you like you need us. Stupid assholes." He muttered the last part as he walked to his tent. Walking inside he was glad he had a magical tent. It meant he didn't need to use the lake or sleep on the ground. He walked over to his trunk to look for a certain potion he would need. A detox potion would clean Merle right up and he felt Merle would be better off without the drugs. Once he got the potion he sat it beside Merle then went about searching for the rest of Merle's stash.

Part of Merle's stash was a big bag of weed in a piggy bank and there were some heroin and crack in a drawer. In bottles stashed all around merles room was easily a few thousand dollars worth of pure opium. Alongside hundreds of boxes of pseudoephedrine and the rest of the stuff needed to make shake and bake meth.

Harry whistled at all the drugs he found "Damn and I thought I was rich. Bastard must be richer than he lets on to have all this shit." He muttered to him breathe as he put it all away. He put it in a trunk that can only be open by him because of he spoke Parseltongue. He then went to look for Daryl.

"Hey Daryl, do not bother making dinner for the group tonight. They can clean and gut the animals if they want food. Only make enough for us" he yelled to Daryl making sure everyone heard him letting them know he was pissed at what they did. Leaving a man to die wasn't what made a civilized human being. Which pissed him off. Just cause the world went to hell, doesn't make it alright to handcuff people to a roof in the middle of the summer. Especially by a cop no less, and this is why he hates cops.

"Alright I only got three rabbits in the snares anyway and some dickhead named Shane let the meat I had cooking burn beyond what's edible so looks like they're going hungry" Daryl replied loudly as he started preparing the rabbits for stew.

Shane glared at Daryl but didn't say anything knowing he'd get his ass beat by Harry if he tried anything as Daryl worked on stew

Lori went to find Rick to complain and try to manipulate him, into forcing Harry or Daryl into feeding them.

Rick was talking to an older male that goes by the name Dale. When Lori came over to him he stopped talking to hear what she had to say. He had heard the male named Harry speak and the other named Daryl reply. He didn't actually understand that no one knew how to cook their own food nor clean the caught food beside them two. But what he did understand was they were pissed, it was in their body language and the way they talked. He looked at his wife "yes" he said to her.

"Rick you need to do something about those Dixon's," she said pouting "without their help we would be going hungry a lot. Amy and Andrea haven't been catching a lot of fish lately"

Harry having advanced hearing due to being in the war heard everything she and yelled "if you want food say please and thank you. Man, it doesn't mean ordering us around, don't call us worthless, don't say we aren't worth anything even with our guns thrown in, and definitely do not try and guilt trip people into doing your god be damn work. Doing some work for once will do your bitch attitude some good." He growled out annoyed she had the nerve to even complain about them not cooking when she never once thanked them for what they do.

Daryl chuckled softly "Hey Harry make sure she don't try takin any of Carl's food this time" he yelled in Harry's direction "cause tonight there's only enough for the pups and you"

Lori looked extremely offended by what they were saying "I have done everything I could to help out around here boy don't you get no smart mouth with me you little cocksucking slut" she yelled at Harry not caring that Carl and three other pups could hear every word.

"Right sitting on your ass all day ordering other around is not doing anything whore. As for me being a cocksucking slut well I'm one hundred percent a virgin. I do not cheat on my spouse or partner like you I stay with them til they prove themselves worthy of me. I'm also single as all fuck. So you see whore I can't be a slut if I Haven't had sex unlike you who slept with every guy around this place including dickhead Shane" he replied as he helped Daryl not once bothering to rise to the bait she was sending his way. "Don't worry Daryl I will make sure she doesn't eat at all. She wants to be a child I will treat her just as harshly as she has her own." He let out a sigh as he spoke.

"Good in the morning I'll head out hunting again," Daryl said as he put the stew on to cook. He was actually smiling for once as he listened to Harry yelling at Lori who turned to Rick for rescuing from the situation she created as Carl walked over sitting beside Harry and starting to help slice some canned vegetables up smaller for the stew.

Rick looked at her "Harry speaks the truth. Don't think I haven't smelled Shane on you. I'm not helping with the situation you have caused. Go get your new mate to help you." He replied rather harshly. Then goes back to talking to Dale. Harry smiled "okay Daryl I might join you," He said to him as he watches Carl carefully to make sure he didn't cut himself. Harry had noticed Shane scowling the whole time since Rick joined them.

"What's a dickhead," Carl asked as he finished fixing the potatoes sitting the knife down as he put the potatoes into the bowl of vegetables to add to the pot once the meat was cooked

Daryl snorted in amusement "Harry that's your answer not sure the pup would understand my reply" Daryl said as Shane stormed off into the woods

Lori ran off to her tent to cry and play the victim like she always did but nobody had noticed yet that she was pregnant thanks to the suppressants she took every morning nobody had even noticed her changed the scent.

Harry looked at Carl "someone who thinks with their dick instead of their head. If you don't know what a dick is I can not help you son." He replied to Carl's question. Looking at Daryl he made a slight growl. He hated the spotlight but at the same time, he didn't mind it.

Daryl grinned "you know you love me" he teased "go check on Merle he should be waking up soon" he continued as he put the stew on the fire

Carl looked at Harry "do you hear that?" He asked as the sound of tin cans jingling filled the air along with a strong breeze.

Harry heard the jingling and Growled "Daryl get those who can't fight somewhere safe now" he yelled at him as he got up went to see if Merle was awake. He also told everyone to prepare for the walker who was at their doorstep

Daryl stood "Carl get Sophia and Carol into the RV now" he yelled as he grabbed his bow

Carl ran to find Carol and Sophia the three of them piling into the RV as Shane ran back into camp "WALKERS" he bellowed as Daryl loaded his crossbow

"Everyone get ready" Daryl yelled. Harry put wards around the tent when he found Merle was still asleep. He got one sword out and a gun. Before going to put a ward around the RV.

When the walkers came through the tree Harry was ahead of everyone and ran up at the speed of a vampire. He cuts the heads of several walkers off doing a black flip over others. He threw a dagger at the walker who was about to bite Amy.

Daryl took out a few walkers with his crossbow before abandoning it and starting to take them out with a knife as they fought till all the walkers were dead the casualties were severe but overall the group had survived the night

Shane almost got killed a few times and the tent Lori was hiding in was collapsed with her inside and walkers trying to get in with her.

Harry good conscience was nagging at him to help Lori. So he took out all the walkers on the tent. He didn't bother helping her out of the tent since he hated her guts. By morning all the walkers were dead and several pack members were as well. He had let out a sigh knowing it would be a long day.

A/N: tell me how I did