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Alone
To
Survive
Chapter 4
The reason of Death:
Death? Why did the Gods or Goddesses put everyone on this world just to die? It will always be unknown. The number one question that the humans and magicals have never been able to find the answer to. You were conceived, then born; you live the life that you were given. It may not be what anyone wanted, but humankind and the magicals have always strived to live their short lives to the fullest. Repeat over, and over again. You live, then you start to die as soon as you are born. That is the curse, to live on this planet; you must first die. That is the payment that the Gods and Goddesses asked. Everyone most pay the price to live.
Death is eternal, the number one cycle. No one has been able to fight this cycle.
To break the cycle of life and death, the number one entity that is known by many cultures will fall. It's power over life and death will weaken until it is nothing. It can't take the souls of the damned, it will never again be able to touch, and take the souls of the peaceful. This plague that has touched the Earth, every human, magicals beings, everyone that has died or will die, will never no eternal peace. They will always walk this world as a shade, a shadow of who they once were. Always in pain, always hungry. It will be a never ending cycle of agony. Their souls will stay unclaimed, Death needed to restore this balance.
Death felt no pain, no hatred. It didn't have the emotions that the beings of earth have. But there is one who has It's power, the power over life and death . . . Harry Potter. He just didn't know it yet.
Before It could go to it's master, first it must destroy the one who started this. It must claim that soul now, before all is lost.
*H/D
A void, silence and nothing. Yet as the image of a red soaked the courtyard was seen before one's eyes. Magic as if being negated didn't flow, it stood in a void of stillness as the occupants of Hogwarts were in a sea of blood and shrill screams. The scene before them where bodies and blood mingled together. The droplets of crimson flowing over them as the people yelled and breathing faded. The unknown plague flowing through the undead zombies as they began tearing into the flesh. The wizards had nothing to defend themselves. As if all magic was suddenly cut off in this horrific scene before them. Corpses laid on the ground. Before the silent and shadowed eyes of eternities of dead and the forgotten was the shadow of doubt, the entity of death and life. Its body shimmering in mist as it laid watch to the gruesome horror of people being eaten and torn to pieces. There were no emotions, no fear, or dread. It looked before itself to watch as this plague ravaged Hogwarts and its wizards.
A tingle or pain.
If pain was real it raced over its misted form, as if blades were slowly cutting through its very being. Strength fading and losing power as each corpse hit the ground. Its eyes turned before searching around slowly, the mist moved. Like sand through the desert and with a purpose Death shifted through the scene before it and moved to find the source. . . The end and the cure. . ."Albus "
It appeared inside Hogwarts searching for the human that started this plague of death. It rose up through the floors, and ended up in an office of the once great Albus Dumbledore. As it stood there watching the wizard before it; the once great wizard raised his tired eyes to look at the flickering shadows that appeared before him.
"There is nothing that I can say that will take back what I did. All I can say is, I'm sorry. I never thought. . . " He whispered in emotional agony.
Shadows moved in blinding ways around the once grand office. Until the shadows stopped right in front of the kneeling wizard. The shadows of death and light allowed its face to show to the lower life form below it.
Albus gasped in shock, he realized he didn't have much time left before the entity took his soul. He closed his eyes and prayed to any higher being that would hear him out.
"How can I fix this?" He whispered to the great being before him.
"Ha…rr...y"
Albus's head snapped up in shock that the grim reaper of souls answer him in disbelief.
"He… will…have…the…answers…and…the…cure" A hissing voice, almost like that of a snake answered him. Crystal like tears starting falling down frozen cheeks at the answer the entity before him gave.
"No! Why must you involve him? Hasn't he suffered enough?" Albus screamed at it, then when the last note fell from whitened lips it became that of a plea for mercy for the child.
This being just watched how the human fell apart before it. Death felt no pity for the one who started it all. It felt nothing as it watched the mortal scream and cry for mercy.
"The…boy…is…the…Master." Shadows rose up to surround the crying life form before him. " My…power….he will…wield…"
Albus gave up the struggle and bowed his head in defeat. There was nothing he could do to stop this. Harry had to be the one, always the one to fight.
"Why?" He pleaded one more time "Wizards and magical creatures will find him and force him to fix this. They won't stop, Harry will become everyone's sacrifice once more." Albus whispered.
Death didn't answer at that moment and started to gather some of its remaining strength for one last death it shall take. It raised it flickering hand to the crying form of Albus.
Albus's body slumped to the floor in more defeat and raised his hand hating that there was nothing he could do to stop this. Then Death hissed one last time.
"He….Will …Hold…Death …in his …..Hands. When ..the time….is right ….He …Will….Know …what must… be done. With….a powerful…..mate….beside him…..he will….become….unstoppable. He….will….never…fear….your kind…..again."
As Death grabbed Albus', he slumped to the floor with gasp. Light faded from the once sharp blue gaze. ( Forgive me Harry.) With that last thought Albus Dumbledore took his last breath of life and closed his eyes with a sign of regret.
It wasn't over yet. Now it must hunt it's master . . . Death turned and tilted its head, a cold smile came to its face.
The witch will lead it to its master. . .
Harry Potter/ Walking Dead
Hermione griped Buckbeak's sides with her knees, and prayed to any god that heard her for help. Right underneath her was a herd of zombies grunting, and groaning. She closed her eyes in fear that she wasn't going to make it to Harry. Buckbeak was getting tired. Several times she had to stop just for him to get some rest, and food. The last time they'd stopped she was almost bitten saving Buckbeak from being eaten alive.
Nowhere was safe. She sighed, then opened her eyes in frustration when she saw the zombies following the sound of Buckbeak's beating wings. She forced her head up, and tried not to look at the things that would tear her to pieces if given the chance. She forced Buckbeak to fly higher so they wouldn't see those things. She didn't know how long her and Buckbeak's been flying. Days, weeks, months. It didn't matter. All she wanted was to see her best friend again. Tears gather up in her eyes at the thought of not seeing Harry again. She hoped he was safe.
She looked down again to find a spot to land, so they could get some much needed rest. As she looked down she saw a small pond. It was in the open so she could at least see if anything came at her from each side. She didn't have a choice but to land. Gently she started steering Buckbeak down to the land below so he could have a drink of water. As they landed as close to the water that they can get, Hermione clenched her wand in her right hand. There would be no surprises in store for them. She looked around her before she got off him to make sure there was no zombies. When she didn't see anything she finally got off to let him do what he needed. She grabbed her wand tightly and moved toward the water hole as well so Buckbeak wouldn't be too far away.
She was tired and hungry, and moved to slowly sit down on to the grass below her. She reached in her never ending pack to get something to eat as well.
Hermione shoulders dropped, she was so close to finding Harry. She raised her head when she felt Buckbeak lay down beside her. She gently started to pet him hopping that it will calm both of them down. She looked down and grabbed her wand and whispered to herself.
"Point me Harry Potter."
As she watched the wand go in circles still not picking up on where he was. She signed, really as much as she knows Harry, he always will be different and difficult. Hermione scowled at her wand and signed again, then she said "Point me Sirius Black." She watched the wand go into circles once more; she felt despair when the wand refuse to stop. Crystal like tears started to fall down her cheeks at the thought of them dead are worse as a zombie.
With another deep breath she said still hopping "Point me Severus Snape."
The wand started to spin in circles again. She closed her eyes refusing to believe they could be dead. Then, all of the sudden, the wand vibrate and stopped and started to point in front of her. Her eyes snapped opened in happiness. She almost shouted in relief, but forced the yell down, not wanting zombies to hear her. She grinned to herself, then glanced at Buckbeak to determine if he was rested enough to move on.
"Come on boy, just a little bit further." She whispered to the Hippogriff with a small smile. She raised herself from the ground and watched how Buckbeak got up with a grunt.
Hermione grabbed his reins and then moved to get on his back. He started to flap his wings to get them to take off from the ground. As he started to run a few zombies came out from the bushes that surrounded the pond, and started after them with a hungry snail. Hermione screamed in shock, they needed to leave now. She reached again for his reins, and screamed for him to go. Buckbeak ran as fast as he could, while flapping his wings. He started to raise into the air with a screech of fear. She shivered with relief, glad they'd made it up again.
She looked at the wand that located Severus Snape, a slow grin started to form on her tired face, then a laugh escaped her. She finally had a clue that at least someone was alive. She was so afraid she would be alone. Even if it was the most hated Professor of Hogwarts. She directed Buckbeak in the direction the wand pointed at.
A couple of hours later, Hermione hopped she could catch up with the professor before dark. As they drifted in the air, the wand started to vibrate again - she was closer than she thought. She moved her head and started to look to the ground to see if she sees anything that resemble her professor.
*H/D
"Do you have any idea when we'll be able to reach Harry?" Remus asked, really hopping that it wouldn't be much longer. God, it'd been a few days since they done the ritual to find Harry, since then they'd been following a ball of light. His wolf, Moony, had been going crazy at the thought that his cub was in danger - or worse, dead. He refused to believe Harry and Sirius were dead, damn it.
"Look at the ball of magic. Do you see the way it's blinking? The closer we get to him, the more it blinks." Severus said.
Remus sighed, he almost missed the way Severus and Sirius used to bicker back and forth, like an old married couple. Remus hated the quiet, the lack of people that should have been there but weren't. He needed to believe he was still here, and still showed he was alive. Severus didn't know what it meant to be alive. For Merlin's sakes he grew up as part of the Death Eaters, the Dark Lord's army. He would be surprised if Severus knew how to smile.
What he missed the most was Harry, who always tried to keep the peace between the four of them. He didn't like the silence either. To pass the time, Harry always talked about everything, and nothing at all. None of them had the heart to tell him to be quiet. So they listened to his chatter, never telling him that it could attract the zombies. Always trying to keep that small, beautiful smile on the submissive's face. Always afraid that Harry would lose his innocence of life. Remus missed the both of them. He glanced at Severus, he wasn't the only one who missed them. Sirius loved making jokes, even if he was making fun of everyone including himself - as long as he put that same smile on Harry's face he was happy.
A frown formed on his face when he started to hear flapping sounds, like a great big bird. He raised his head looking to the sky confused. His eyes widened in shock when he saw a big shadow coming toward where they were walking.
"Get down now!" Remus shouted to Severus. He reached to grab Severus and threw both of them to the ground in shock. Dust and dirt rose up to surround them. Remus grabbed his wand, as did Severus, both waited to see what it was that almost ran them over. They forced themselves on to their knees. Remus blinked in shock when the dust started to settle he saw a great big bird.
"Buckbeak?" He tilted his head in confusion. Still trying to find out why the big hippogriff was here.
"Professors!"
They watched in shock as Hermione jumped off Buckbeak, and ran to where they were standing in disbelief.
She stumbled in front of them with tears running down her face, she couldn't help it she then threw her body into their shocked forms. Tears of happiness feel down her exhausted face, she wasn't alone anymore.
Remus and Severus still gaped at the crying girl that flew in there hands.
Severus reached in his pocket for the potion bag that he still carried with him even after the war with the Dark Lord. It was full of potions that automatically refilled it self. The Prince ancestral home had house elves that did the potions to make sure the last Prince never falls. Severus scowled at the girl, crying wasn't attractive. He forced Hermione's head up, and tipped a calming draught down her throat. When her crying started to subside relief shot threw him. He refused to acknowledge that he had a problem with girls, and women crying.
"Hermione you need to calm down. What happened? Why are you here? Where is everyone?" The wolf said in shock and fear.
Hermione rose her head and almost wanted to cry again but refused to let the tears fall once more "Where are Harry and Sirius? " She asked instead of answering.
Severus scrolled to the blubbing girl "We are following a trail of magic to them as we speak." He raised his hand to indicate the ball of magic that floated by the tree's in front of them.
"I haven't been able to find Harry or Sirius by the point me spell. What's happen? Are they alright?" She asked.
Remus sighed, really he wasn't in the mood to explain what happened eight months ago to Harry "He went through his inheritance. Magic from others doesn't work like it should toward him. We got separated a couple of days ago. We've been following Harry's magical core since yesterday night."
Severus rolled his eyes at the short version that the wolf was giving the girl " Why are you here?"
Hermione closed her eyes in pain "Can I wait until we're all together." She pleaded to them.
Remus and Severus stared at her, she looked worn out like she went through something horrific. Her hair looked matted, her clothing, an old school robe had holes in it. They frowned when they thought they saw blood on her arms and flecks on her face.
(What the hell happened) Remus thought. He glanced to Severus and he gave a small nod in his direction to let him know he saw the blood to. They both decided then that they'd let it go until they get back together with Harry and Sirius.
Remus raised his head to look at Buckbeak that was grazing grass a few yards away "Hermione, how tired is Buckbeak? Do you think he can take us to Harry faster?"
"He's flown all the way from Hogwarts to get me here. He might have enough energy to get us there if it's not to far. I'm not sure he can carry all three of us though." She said with a frown.
"Severus can change into his animagus form while we ride Buckbeak."
Hermione blinked in shock that her professor can change into an animal. "Um, what animal can you change into? If you don't mind me asking."
Severus smirked at the girl. Instead of answering he raised his head and looked to the setting sun, glad that it wouldn't blind him when he changed.
Hermione started to gap when Snape started to change into a bat. She finally realized then why he was called the dungeon bat of Hogwarts.
"Well damn."
"Come on let's go find Harry " Remus said with a small smile on his face, at least now with Hermione and Buckbeak here they can cut the trip shorter by finding them faster.
Harry Potter/Walking Dead
Daryl leaned against the wall, watching the elf out of the corner of his eyes. Harry moved around, helping Carol and Beth put some grub together. It was only yesterday since they'd dropped the bombshell on them about magic. His gaze became more possessive the more he looked at the very beautiful boy, turned elf. Sweat beaded up on his brow, what the fuck was wrong with him? Since he'd first laid eyes on Harry something wanted out of him. It felt like his skin was too tight. His gums felt sore, he growled at anyone that looked at Harry wrong. Last night while he tried to sleep, he felt like his body was on fire. Like there was an inferno in his blood. All night all he thought about was holding Harry down and fucking him until he screamed. He wanted him more than he ever wanted anyone before. Sweat dripped down his face, he didn't understand why he felt this way about the boy.
He almost killed Rick when he drew a gun, and aimed it at the boy. He'd been inches from killing him with his bear hands, no one would believe what it took for him to let go of Rick, and not kill him. All of them were a family that formed over hardships, he almost chose a submissive over the people that stood by him through thick and thin. What the fuck was wrong with him? He asked himself again. Then he closed his eyes in self control. Forcing what ever wanted out down before he scared anyone that saw his face while he looked at the submissive. He looked down to his arms seeing if he saw anything that looked different. He thought he could almost see that something was inside of him, a shadow but he be damned if he was going to hurt the only family that he had left. He then forced his gaze to move from looking at Harry. He moved away from the wall and started to leave the area to go kill something. He needed to relieve some frustration that was built up inside him.
If he'd have looked back he would have seen Harry looking back at him with a small cute frown on his face. . .
He moved to the front of the prison, hoping that he could get away from the scent of the submissive. He started to walk to the exit trying not be seen so he wouldn't have to explain what was on his shoulders. He could just imagine that conversation. ( You know the submissive that showed up here guys, yes that very same elf, I want to fuck him until he screams.) He thought in sarcasm. God, he could almost picture that conversation.
He also wanted to show him who was dominate.
"You do realize it doesn't get any better?"
Daryl raised his head to glare at Sirius "What are you talking about?" He hissed at Sirius.
A smirk started to form on Sirius's face at the glare the dominate gave him. "The instincts of a dominant." He said with amusement.
Daryl's eyebrow raised up in confusion, not understanding what he was talking about "And that means what to me?"
"You, my dear stray, are a dominant. I don't know what the hell kind of creature you are. I will find out though." Sirius smirked more "In the meantime stay the fuck away from my godson."
Daryl's eyes narrowed in anger at the smirking dog. He felt a growl come out of his throat at the thought that the mutt told him to stay away from the submissive "I'm not interested." He growled.
Sirius smirked in amusement "Keep telling yourself that. The more you fight, the more you become obsessed with Harry. He's going to be like a drug that you can't get enough of. You are a dominant that so far has never come in contact with a submissive. You are just awaking the blood that has laid dormant in your genes since before your birth." Sirius moved closer to the male dominant. "Until we figure out what you are, I won't let you come near him." Sirius said with a cold smirk.
Daryl glared in more anger at the thought that he could stop him from seeing the beautiful submissive.
Sirius sighed knowing he was going to explain the things going wrong with him "Do you want to understand why the magicals would hunt Harry for what he is?"
A frown moved on Daryl's face in confusion still not understanding what he was going on about but he gave a small nod wanting to know why anyways.
"If Harry goes back to the wizarding world, he'd be paraded in front of a crowded room, and forced to awake the genes of all dominates with the scent of the submissive. They'd fight to the death, until he is passed around, and gang rapped by the survivors. They would be way out of it not in control of themselves. All of them would break him until there is nothing left of the sweet boy we all see. Dominants would go into a bloodlust the likes they couldn't control. Now do you understand why I want to know what you are before I let you come anywhere near my godson?" Sirius hissed at him, almost getting in Daryl's face. "It's the instincts, you won't be able to fight it. You will hurt him, you just won't be able to help yourself."
Daryl glared in the grays of Sirius's eyes. He opened his mouth to say he wouldn't hurt him then he closed it and started to think about the strange dreams he started to have since he met the submissive.
"Why now? Why am I feeling this now?" Daryl asked in more confusion.
"A submissive is the reason, when a submissive awakens the genes of the dominates are forced to awaken when he, or she comes in contact with each other." Sirius said.
Daryl scowled at the mutt in disbelief, not liking what he was saying. He glared at the smirking mutt in more anger. "I do what I want. You have no say if I want to get closer to him." Daryl growled out slowly.
Sirius almost stepped back in shock when he saw flames in the man's eyes. (Damn it Remus, get here quick) He pleaded to himself. He didn't know if he could take on the dominate if he wanted to. He could almost taste the raw strength, and power behind those words. A shiver came over him not in fear for himself but fear for Harry. He knew that the dominate would believe that he wouldn't hurt him, but Sirius wasn't taking the chance on Harry's life. His beloved godson was everything to him. He would kill everyone, and everything to keep him safe.
Daryl scrolled more at the frowning mutt then turned around, and stomped to the exit of the prison to the outside.
He still needed to kill something.
Harry Potter/Walking Dead
Harry sighed, not understanding why he was feeling this way about the dominant that'd walked away in anger. He could almost see the power behind the long stride in his walk. Daryl's eyes alone made Harry want to whimper in pleasure. He shivered in confusion, wondering again why he was feeling this way about a dominate he didn't know. He raised his eyes, saw Carol and Beth, forced a smile on his face, and told them that he was going to take a walk around the courtyard to clear his head. He turned away from them, and moved away before they could say anything to stop him.
He slowly made it to the front of the prison lost in thought about the way his life came out to be. He moved to a clear area where there was no one and set down to relax.
"So, what's it like being an elf? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Carl said in a hurry, not wanting the elf to feel pressured into telling him about himself. He thought it was cool the thing about magic, and the stuff about magical creatures.
Harry tilted his head, and looked up at the boy with a grin. "I didn't know I had magic until I was eleven and I didn't know I was an elf until I was going through my inheritance."
"You know what I mean." Carl said with a shake of his head.
Harry sighed to himself, and a bigger smile overcame his face. He raised his hand to indicate for the young teen to sit down with him. "Being a wizard lost it appeal a long time ago for me" Harry's eyes started darkening in memory. "When I first found out I was a wizard I was the most excited eleven year old there ever was. I finally found an escape from the hellish household that I lived in. When I realized that there was more to it than I thought, I started to hate the magic that I had. I wanted to escape the world that I was thrusted into." Harry said softly still almost hating the witches and wizards that put him on a pedestal when he appeared in the wizardly world. "I didn't know I was a elf until eight months ago where I was going into my magical inheritance. I still don't know if I like it or not."
Carl frowned at the sigh that Harry let out. "Hey, don't worry I think it's cool you're a wizard, and an elf. I hope we can be great friends, if that's ok." Carl flushed in embarrassment. He was trying to be strong here, but he could use a friend he was so hoping Harry would be it.
A very small smile moved over Harry's face at the thought of having a friend again "Alright, I would like to be your friend as well."
Carl's face snapped up, and lit up in happiness.
Harry grinned at the pre teen in amusement, while they were talking he started to hear flapping, like that of a giant bird, and it was coming straight for them. Harry reacted on instinct alone, grabbed Carl, and forced them up and started to run toward the entrance of the prison. As he was running he saw the dominant running toward them from where he'd been. He was shouting for them to go to the ground.
Harry and Carl dived after that.
Dust and dirt drifted around them. Harry with his arms around Carl raised his eyes and gaped when he felt the beak of a very familiar friend. Harry raised more of his head and gaped at the happy hippogriff.
"Buckbeak stop!" Harry couldn't help the giggle that escaped his lips at the ticklish feeling of Buckbeak playing with his hair. He raised his head and looked at the group that had their guns raised and were gaping at them as a hole.
"Wait, don't shoot!" A females voice shouted at them.
Harry stiffened up in shock. He felt hands grabbing him from beneath the hippogriff. He raised his head and looked at the dominate that grabbed him in shock.
Daryl held on to Harry still in shock at the people that showed up on the giant bird. Still he knew he wasn't the only one that was gaping like a idiot at the sight in front of him.
*H/D
Hermione looked around and frowned not seeing her best friend at all until she saw a big man holding on a very beautiful male. She froze in shock still staring at him in disbelief. She raised her hand to her mouth now realizing why he never came back to Hogwarts.
"Oh Harry" She whispered in pain. She closed her eyes in horror, at least she now knew why her magic couldn't find him. She took a great big gulp of air, and jumped off Buckbeak's back to run toward where her best friend was.
"Harry! Harry!" She shouted in happiness. Still tears started to fall down her face at the sight of Harry running toward her. ( He's alive. He's really alive. ) She kept repeating to herself until she felt his arms wrap around her like that of a brother she missed. As soon as the arms went around her she busted out in more tears.
Harry frowned and raised his head to look at his uncles that came and brought him Hermione. "Hermione, what…How?" He stuttered in shock still holding the sobbing women.
He raised his head in more shock trying to understand what was going on it just wasn't helping that Hermione had a death grip on his neck. He watched Severus transform into himself reaching into his potion bag and with draw a calming draught, and moved over toward them to hand it to Harry to coax Hermione into drinking it.
Hermione looked it the beautiful gaze of emerald, and started to silently cry once more. The calming draught not really working.
Harry raised his head to look at the gaping muggles, and his family in confusion not knowing what to do. He took a deep breath of air, and silently started to lead Hermione away from the watchful gazes of everyone. He knew something happened for her to be here, he also realized whatever it was wasn't going to be pretty. So, he forced the strength in his limbs, and slowly lead her to his bunker inside the prison.
When he finally made it there he set down on the bed with her and gently started to rock her back in forth, and waited to see if she was going to say anything about why she was there. Harry started to hum under his breath hopping that it would calm her and relax her.
Hermione started to stir after a short time, she forced her eyes open to look at the wonderful emerald gaze she'd missed more than anything.
"Oh Harry, what happened to you? " She whispered to him still looking at that beautiful gaze.
"I went through my inheritance." Harry said simply. "What happened Hermione? I know it had to be big for you to come looking for me. "
She closed her eyes, not wanting to remember but she had to tell him. "It..s Dumbledore, he" She took another deep breath needing the strength to tell him before she lost everything that she had in her stomach. "He started this. He was the one who wanted the power, the control." She whispered still holding tightly to her best friend.
Harry frowned more concern of what she was talking about "What do you mean?"
"Everyone's dead, if not now then they will be soon." Hermione slumped in defeat with the burden of telling Harry what happened at Hogwarts. "Before I start telling you, please try to be silent long enough for me to get through the horror of Hogwarts." She closed her eyes when she felt Harry give a small nod in acceptance.
"Do you remember, right after the defeat of Voldemort? All of us were celebrating in happiness, we were free to do with what we wanted. I was happy" Hermione whispered. "Ron purposed to me. We decided to wait to get married after you came back from America, so, you could be his best man at the wedding." She looked down at the ring he gave her and took it off. It was a simple little ring, a small diamond in the middle of it but the best feature even though it was small was the little words on the other side was the most beautiful saying he could ever come up with. ( For Ever Yours). Tears started to fall down her face again. "The only thing we were waiting for was for you to come back. "
She raised her head to look in his eyes and saw guilt flash across his face. "Don't, we're together again. That's all that matters." She watched how he gave another nod against her. She signed hopping she can get this out before she lost her nerve.
"Dumbledore started acting differently before the defeat of the Dark Lord. I think he wanted to be the hero. You took the glory, and fame from him when you defeated Voldemort. He needed, no, he wanted to be in control of one of the most powerful wizards since Merlin. During the time when the outbreak happened he just smiled and said he had it under control, "
She took another deep breath "Until he found out you were missing. Then he started to lose his nerve over the dead coming back to life. He then sent your godfather, and the professors after you. When they failed to bring you back he grew more panicked, and angry. Then one day when Ron, and I apparated to Hogwarts to check up on the rebuilding, and the residents, everything was too silent. There were no students running around trying to get to class. No teachers taking points from students. We were both wondering where everyone was. We looked around the grounds and inside the buildings. . . " Hermione closed her eyes in horror "We then felt the darkest magic in it's purest form coming from the forbidden forest. We were pushed to our knees in agony over the dark magic that was pouring out of the forest. It started to surround the castle, and land in a dark force field of hatred, and anger. We looked up, and saw Dumbledore walking out of the forest soaked in blood. We were screaming at him wondering what the hell happened, and where everyone was. And all he did was smile at us and told us not to worry he had everything under control like it should be. We forced ourselves up, and grabbed our wands in horror. Right behind him was a lot of dead people that used to be the students of Hogwarts. The zombies started coming toward us fast, and all we could do was gap in shock. Ron reacted first, he grabbed me and turned around, started to run toward Hogwarts."
Hermione paused and bowed her head in pain at what she was about to reveal. "There were too many of them, we were going to die. Not by fighting Death Eaters, but by flesh eating monsters. Ron came to the realization first, he grabbed me again, and started to run in the direction of Gryffindor. He knew we didn't have that much time left before they overtook us. He forced us to stop right before the entrance, and turned my head up, looked in my eyes, and then he was kissing me like it was going to be his last." Hermione bowed her head in anguish. Then a finger moved under her chin to raise her head to look in emerald green eyes. What she saw was those beautiful eyes filled with tears at what she couldn't say. A sob broke past the lump in her throat.
"Oh, Hermione," Harry whispered in pain. He tightened his arms that was around her and bowed his head and crystal like tears started to fall down his face.
"He pushed me in the door of the fat lady, and slammed it closed." Whispering in pain Hermione closed her eyes. "That was the last thing I remembered at that time. I was in a coma for a week, when I woke up I was in the infirmary laying on the bed looking at the ceiling. Poppy was there, when I asked her what happened she burst into tears. Then the memories of what happened started to come back to me."
She clenched her hands. "I started to scream, and scream until Poppy gave me a calming draught to put me back to sleep. The next time when I woke it was dark, I forced myself to get up and move to the window of the infirmary. As I was looking out all I saw was herds of zombies walking around the courtyard. I fell to my knees again and started to cry, after a while I got up and went to the office of Poppy and found my wand then I went to search for Dumbledore." She hissed.
Harry raised his head to look at the door of his small room and saw his godfather there with his uncles. More tears fell down his face in pain, and anger at what Hermione revealed. ( Oh Ron, forgive me for not being there when you needed me.) The horror reflected in their eyes like he knew it was in his. A sob escaped his mouth.
"When I finally found him in a tower over looking the courtyard, I stood behind him ready to utter a spell - then he spoke to me. 'I'm sorry for your loss' he said, in his best grandfather voice. After he said that I knew he did this, he started this. This, this thing. . . The Apocalypse some how. I just needed to find out how, and reverse it. I backed down from him to lay in wait. I went back to the infirmary and set down on the bed with my head bowed, and pushed everything to the back of my mind and then I started to plan my next move against Dumbledore."
Hermione knew the worst part is yet to come. "I snuck into his office to find out if what I suspected was true and Fawkes was there, he showed me the way to his pensive of memories. As I moved closer I fell down in a horror field of pain, he was standing there in a rune cycle, he was chanting Latin words that I couldn't hear, or understand. There were dead wizards and witches laying on the ground. As I watched the magic that surrounded the cycle rose up in a black light show of power. It moved and released over the body's, they started to rise dead. After that I moved away in horror at what he did and started."
"Another memory moved over what I just witnessed, it was him destroying his office in anger. I watched how he moved to the window and looked out to the yard below him. I moved to see what he saw and I gaped in shock when I saw him glaring at the three of us laughing and holding hands. My head snapped up when he hissed 'It should have been me that defeated the dark lord.'" Hermione raised her head to look at the horror filled gaze, and slumped more into her best friend's arms. "I forced myself out of the pensive and left his office to plan how to leave without getting caught."
"I knew I had to leave so I gathered everything I had, and started to plan my escape route to America where I could find you and everyone else. McGonagall found me on the way out and helped me get to you." She finished with a painful sigh glad that she could finally tell him what happened.
"No, no he wanted me to take the fall. He wanted to be the hero, the savior. He wanted to be the one who rose out of the ashes and saved everyone." Harry raised his head again to look at his beloved family with so much pain in his eyes. Now, everyone was gone. His eyes field with tears of sorrow and new that there would be no Hogwarts to go back to. His heart started pounding in anger and pain, more tears leaked out his eyes. He rose up and started backing away from his family and rushed out the door from his little room and started to run anywhere but here. As he was running he ran into the shower room. He fell to his knees and screamed his betrayal. He felt arms wrap around him, he turned around blindly and started to beat against the chest of who ever held him.
"Shhh, it's alright I got you." Daryl forced himself not to let go of the little elf.
Harry raised his tear stained face, and looked at the dominant that held him gently. Almost like he would break. He slumped in in Daryl's calming arms, and started to cry more heartbreakingly. He felt safe almost like when he was with his beloved godfather. After some time later he raised his head to look at the dominate that held him. " Wh. . . y, you don't know me?"
Daryl frowned down at the elf "You're right, I don't, but I would like to." Daryl watched how the little elf twitched his nose in confusion. A smirk came over his lips and he knew he couldn't resist so he gently bent down to kiss Harry's mouth.
A shock jumped threw his blood stream with a zap of electricity. Harry let out a small moan of pleasure at the first dominate that kissed him. When he felt Daryl move away from his lips, Harry whimpered in disbelief. He was stopping! Why was he stopping. . .
Until he heard the dominate's deep laughter at his expense. Harry glared in annoyance at the smirking dominate "What is so funny?"
"You, kitten. Believe me, there is more where that comes from. But right now I don't thank it's a good ideal to kiss you anymore." Daryl said with that same smirking look upon his face.
Harry frowned not understanding, "Why?"
Daryl gently shifted his hold on Harry's body so he could feel the hardness of what he felt for him. He watched how Harry blushed beet red and stumbled away from him in shock. "Now, do you see why I decided we needed to stop before I took it to far?"
Harry gaped at the dominant and turned on his feet and took off back from where he came from. He could still hear the slight laughter from the dominant following him.
A/n
Hope you like it. I decided to kill off Dumberdor really early because I just don't like him and really who does...
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