I'll trust again when the dead walk
Summary- An immortal Harry potter finds himself rather apathetic to the world around him. Mainly due to a combination of the death of everyone he cared about over the years and numerus betrayals by those he thought cared about him. Harry really thought he put his hero life behind him for a much more quiet, human free life. But what happens when one of his rare trips outside the isolate life he met himself he finds the world has gone to hell. That the dead are walking and eating the living. Has Harry really put his saving people thing behind him, and can he really leave the group he found to find for themselves?
Disclaimer- I do not own Harry Potter or the Walking Dead nor do I make any money off of either one of them.
This is most likely going to be slash, with Harry and Daryl.
Chapter eleven
Harry as soon as he heard what Carol had said felt a sense of pure horror clutch his heart in a death grip; Sophia was missing. He adored that little girl and usually went out of his way to make sure she was safe, so did both Merle and Daryl; as Sophia was like a little ray of sunshine to the three. But with all that had been happening lately, Harry hadn't been able to do so at least not anytime recently, and now because of it she had gone missing; at least that is how Harry felt at the moment.
Taking a deep breath Harry looked at both Merle and Daryl, and seeing similar looks in their eyes, followed the two as they went off to look for Sophia. Ignoring the calls of Rick asking what they were doing, ignoring the screams of Shane that it was useless to look for the girl, and ignoring the scornful look in Lori eyes as the three took off at a run toward the forest Sophia had disappeared into.
Once the three where in the forest and were far enough away that any prying ears would be able to hear him, Harry stopped and let the brother into an important bit of information he really hadn't informed any one of as of yet.
"I have a tracking charm on Sophia; all we have to do is follow it and then can find her. It alerts me to where she is, and if she's been injured or not. I put one on both each of the kids a little after I first joined in. Especially since Carl likes to take off without letting anyone know, and his so-called mother never really seemed to care; or notice for that matter." Harry waited to see how the two would react while at the same time activating the tracking charm, he had on Sophia so that it could be followed.
After he did this Harry could feel a strong tug on his magic pulling him in the direction that Sophia was in and he could feel that she was in danger; not to mentioned feel that she was currently utterly terrified over something. Harry feeling this felt the desperate urge to run, but at the same time stopped himself enough to touch both Daryl and Merle before pushing a little bit of his magic into them so they too could feel the tracking charm Harry had on Sophia. This is when they both reacted.
"What they hell is that!"
"What the fuck!" Harry hearing this thought to himself that maybe he should have warned them before doing what he had just done, but at the same time knew what was done was done. So instead of apologizing he answered them.
"That was the tracking charm on Sophia, and right now she's in trouble." Hearing this all three took off running towards where the tracking charm was currently pulling them. Though as they did this, this didn't stop Merle from asking Harry.
"So, do you have these tracking charms on all the group members or something like that?" Harry hearing this and knowing or at least getting what Merle was asking was quick to reply.
"No, I don't have it on all of the group members just the kids, and no I don't have any other spells on anyone; especially not you two. Plus, I really wouldn't do that to you two without your permission. I didn't like when it was done to me when I was younger, and I wouldn't have done it even to the children if there wasn't so much danger around them." Harry after saying this and seeing that they were closing in on where Sophia was decided to add one more thing before the actually got there.
"Though, given how you two are with each other I was thinking on making a tracking charm linked between the two of you, so that if you two get separated then you could find each other if you wanted, and could check on each other's health and things like that…but then again the two of you might not like that and consider it a violation of your privacy so I don't know. How about you think on it and tell me later?" After saying this Harry tore into the clearing, he could feel Sophia was in; just as Sophia's scream tore a crossed said clearing.
What they saw when they got into the clearing, had all three of them flying a crossed the field to help. None faster then Merle who upon seeing that Sophia was dangerously close to getting bitten grabbed the girl before throwing her gently to Harry. Unfortunately, doing so end with three of his fingers getting bitten off by the Walker that was about to take a bit out of Sophia.
This action caused both Daryl and Merle to scream, Daryl in anger while Merle was in pain. Daryl, in rage, quickly destroyed all the walkers around him, all that had been in the clearing in fact. While Merle remembering something he had learned in the Marines took a dagger and began to cut off his hand; preventing whatever it was that was making the walkers from spreading any further.
Harry seeing this quickly turn Sophia so she was facing into his chest and then using the vocal manipulation he had learned in Greece began to sing a sweet soft lullaby instantly causing Sophia to fall into a deep sleep before Merle could cut off his own hand.
"Sweet dreams young child, the day is done.
The moon is here to say goodnight to the sun.
Gather your blankets and climb into bed.
Close your eyes and lay down your head.
Rest for now with peaceful dreams,
Of twinkling stars and shining moon beams.
Sweet dreams young child, sweet dreams young child,
Sweet dreams you precious gift from above."
Once Merle's hand was completely cut off, Harry cast several spells on him, one right after the other. One of them was to stop the bleeding, another to bandage the sump at the end of Merle arm, and another to check for there was any infection.
Nodding to a worried look Daryl and Merle telling them without words that no there wasn't any infection left and what Merle had just done had saved his life. Harry still feeling rather startled at what Merle had done, and oddly nervous at the same time, spoke up; hoping Merle would be offended by what he was offering.
"You know, we probably shouldn't let the others know about Merle's hand, at least not while Shane is there. That man is pretty much a hair's breathe from going bat shit insane from what I can tell. And he would use any excuse he can get his hands onto, to get rid of those he thinks are in his way to either power or Lori. Which, he feels Merle is, seeing as none of us actually listen or respect him in the least bit. He'd use the fact Merle got bit as an excuse to kill him, even if because he just cut off his hand, he really isn't infected any more. Shane wouldn't believe that; hell he wouldn't give you a chance to even explain it before he'd shot you. I could use an illusion to make it look like Merle still had his hand…at least until I can get the chance to make him a magical prosthetic to take place of the illusion….that is if Merle wants a prosthetic." This earned Harry a hard look from both Merle and Daryl before Daryl nodded and Merle asked him.
"Just what kind of prosthetic could you make me and how is a magical prostatic different from a normal one" Harry hearing this, and after adjusting his hold on Sophia so he wasn't holding her at such an awkward angle, answered Merle; doing his best to recall everything he had learned about magical prosthetic while he stayed in Japan as he did so.
"Well a magical prosthetic can pretty much function just like a normal hand could. In fact, in most cases, depending what is made of, people mistake it for person's normal hand; unless told otherwise. But unlike a normal hand a magical prosthetic can have runes carved into them making it stronger, able to carry more weight, take a lot more damage than a normal hand could. Not to mention you could, with the correct runes, transform the hand into a weapon; that is if you wanted to. Magical prosthetic was one of the newest magic made before they all disappeared and the magical members of japan really went all out when it came to making them." Here Harry paused, and going of subject added on.
" I mean I had to give a lot, and teach them family made wards as well, to even be able to learn how make them. But seeing as how helpful they are or could be, I am really grateful I learned how to do so. It was really worth the cost."
There was a silence in the clearing after this was said, the only real sounds that could be heard being the wind blowing and the deep breaths of Sophia as she slept in Harry's arms. That is until Merle finally responded.
"So, this magical prosthetic of yours would be like having my hand back, but having it be stronger while being able to turn into a weapon if I want it to? Does that mean I could turn my hand into a blade or gun if I chose to or are there limitations when it comes to that?"
Harry hearing thought about what was asked for a little bit before answering. Taking note to keep his voice down, as the three of them walked through the forest back to where the camp was. Not wanting to attract walkers to them or be overheard by anyone else as he did so.
"Well, that would really depend on how I make the hand in question. I could make it like a normal hand, with it having all the flexibility and movability that your hand would normally have. But at the same time, I could make it so that it has things like storage runes on it. Which would make it so it could hold things like say different several blades or have even other supplies if you wanted it to. Say a gun filled with bullets." Harry's got a look of concentration on his face as he continued this, obviously deep in thought on the what the prosthetics he was making could be able to do.
"Or I could use runes to make it so that it could transform into a blade or something similar to a blade. But for transforming into a gun, well that would be a lot harder and would become useless quickly after it ran out of bullets because ones the prosthetic is done and the magic is seal to it you wouldn't be able to add more bullets to it making the gun useless in the long run. Unless you are summoning one, like the storing runes would allow you to." There was a pause as Harry really began to think on this and added on.
"Not to mention the heat from a gun could start to burn your skin around the prosthetic after multiple uses. " Here Harry trailed off as he thought of different ways runes could be used in the prosthetic and began to think of different combination of runes he could use as well. But it seemed the answer Harry had given was enough for Merle because just before the group arrived back at the camp Merle told Harry.
"I'll take that offer of a prosthetic from you. I get the feeling running around with only one hand, ain't going to be doing me a lick of good during these times." Harry hearing this and in a low tone told Merle.
"Okay, I'll get work to it tonight, just tell me if you would like anything in particular added to it. Or if you have any specific material you would like it made of. Be it metal or even wood." This earned Harry a quick nod from a now deep in thought Merle, and it also earned Harry a raised eyebrow from Daryl; making Harry wonder just what the look was for.
As the three entered the camp they were all meet with a sight that caused them to raise their eyebrows in disbelieve. Because the minute they got back into the camp they noticed that everyone, be it T-dog, Amy, Andrea or Carol were all rushing around packing everything up. Obviously getting ready to take of somewhere; even if Carol looked to be rather reluctant to do so as she moved around.
Seeing this Harry felt a spark of rage in his chest. Had the group been waiting for them to go off so they could leave them behind? If so ,then why had Harry spent so much time trying to help them? To what, get abandoned by them? Didn't the group see how much they actually need the Dixon brothers who, besides Harry, were the only members of the group who could actual hunt and now how to cook the food that was hunted down? Didn't they see how bad idea it was to leave? Well if they were leaving them, then why should Harry even think of letting them in the protection of his home? How could he do so without fear that they would betray him; like so many others had?
However, these thoughts left his mind, and the anger he had been feeling, disappeared when two things happened. One Daryl placed a calming hand on his shoulder, as if sensing where Harry's thoughts were going. And two Carol, seeing that they were back, not to mention seeing just who they had with them, came rushing over to them; tears pouring from her eyes as she did so.
Once she reached them, she quickly took Sophia from Harry's arm and clutched her daughter, who was starting to wake up now, to her; crying into her daughter's head as she did so. Grateful that her daughter was back in her arms once more. Tears of happiness falling from her eyes she looked at the three men in front of her, she hoarsely whispered out an almost unheard.
"Thank you." Hearing this and fighting back a blush from the sheer gratefulness in Carol's eyes Harry couldn't help but mutter out.
"You should really be thanking Merle there; he's the one that saved her from getting bit after all." After saying this Carol gasped in horror before launching herself and Merle and, to the shock of everyone, including Merle himself, she hugged him as hard as she could.
"Thank you, thank you so much for saving my daughter!" Merle actually embarrassed from both the hug and the fact he was being thanked with such appreciation. Awkwardly patted Carol on the back in an attempt to comfort her a bit, and with a slight glare directed at the now amused Daryl and Harry, gruffly said.
"Its fine, it's what anyone would do that all. Now mind telling me what the hell is going on here and why everyone is packing all the shit up and lookin' ready to get up and leave. You guys weren't planning on abandoned us here now where ya'?" This got Carol to let go of Merle and then seeing how what they were doing would look from the group in front of her point of view put a hand in front of her mouth in horror before answers.
"No, not at all. It's just that well Rick, Shane and Carl left a little while ago to help look for Sophia as well. Something Carl had convinced them to do as Sophia was his friend…Only their trip didn't turn out nearly as well as yours did. From what we've been told while they were out. they ran in to a deer, but so did another hunter and the hunter shot clear through the deer to hit Carl as well; accidently that is." Here Carol grimaced at the idea of Carl, or any child being hurt, before continuing on.
"That's why we're all packing up like this. Carl's currently at the farm the hunter was from. Rick had sent Shane out here to tell us to get there as fast as we could. Apparently, the owner of the farm in also a Veterinarian and will hopeful be able to help Carl recover from the gunshot wound. " Harry after hearing this began to help the others pack up and then alongside Merle, and Daryl climbed into the truck to join the other in their mad dash to the farm where Carl was.
Once in the truck Harry did two things, one he wondered why it seemed that the children were always the first to be hurt in situation like this, and two began to wonder just what he should do with Merle's prosthetic; what it should be made of, what runes it should have on it, and if Merle had in preferences that he might want in on it or not.