Henlo Nuggies! And welcome to another fanfiction I probably shouldn't be starting because I have tons of others to update, but I cant hep myself because I have a too active imagination. Anyhoozy, this is my FIRST CROSSOVER!

This will also be SLASH and maybe M!Preg so there is everyone's warning. If you don't like it, oh the fuck well, there is a back space button and don't bother leaving a review if you don't like it. We don't want your close minded negativity here.

Anyway for everyone who does like SLASH and M!Preg please enjoy the story and don't forget to R'nR'!

Main Pairing: HarryxDaryl

Rating: M

Chapter Warnings: I hope y'all like lemon flavored sweets!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to the Harry Potter franchise or the Walking Dead franchise. They belong to their respectful owners and I take no profit in making this. This is purely for entertainment only.

"What the fuck is that?"

The sudden voice caught Harry off guard making him jump as he turned around with his bloodied knife in his hand. Regis, who had helped him drag the two deer as well as help kill them, let out a loud growl as his ears pinned back against his head and his fluffy tail fluffed out even more along with the fur on his back legs and hackles making the pup seem bigger. "What is what?" Harry asked as he settled down and gestured for Regis to calm down.

"The big dog behind you duh," Glenn said as he stared at Regis with wide eyes, "Biggest beast I've ever seen."

Harry held back a laugh as he turned back to what he was doing as Glenn, slowly and carefully mind, moved to step up beside him to help take care of the meat. "He's my new companion," Harry simply put, "His name is Regis and he's the best boy you'll ever see."

The small praise reached the wolf pups' ears causing the pup to whip his tail back and forth as his tongue hung out of his mouth. Harry smiled widely and threw a bone that still had a few bits of meat on it to his wolf before he began to separate what meat they were using tonight and what meat he was going to cure and smoke for jerky. Ever since he showed the camp how to make the jerky it was a hit and he even got complimented by Shane.

Boy was he surprised about when that happened.

Afterwards though the man seemed to fall back to his usual asshole-ness. He wasn't surprised there.

"Uh-huh," Glenn said as he watched the wolf crack the bone with his teeth to get to the marrow inside of it, "Anyway, I really came over here to tell you that were going to be leaving the area soon. T-Dog, Jim, and Morales have been seeing more herds leaving the city. It's only a matter of time before the herds get to the area we're in."

Harry nodded as he thanked Glenn for the notice before he began to cut the meat into strips as the man left to do what he needed to do. If they had to leave the Quarry soon then he best make the rest of this meat into jerky strips so they have something to eat on the road to their next place. He hummed softly to himself as he salted and seasoned the meat with the few spices they had before skewering them on fishing line attached to sticks to hang above the fire.

Once they were getting smoked he set out to gather a few plants he knew were around the area to stock up since he didn't know the other areas of the US and what they held for them. Regis, of course, went with him to hunt for some food for himself. He did tell T-Dog that he was leaving for a bit and if he wasn't back in an hour to assume the worse. That had gotten a small chuckle from the larger dark skinned man as well as a caution to be careful.

It took him a few minutes to find the patches of herbs he had previously picked to gather more there before leaving them. He didn't want to over pick and leave the area without its naturally growing plants. He managed to find a few new places with unpicked herbs and carefully added them to the stock he had as well as taking a few of the roots to either use or to re-plant wherever they end up.

He was ecstatic when he managed to find a few bushes of blueberries, strawberries, blackberries, and even something Carol had called a dewberry. He found mint, wild onion, mulberries as well before he decided to call it quits. He had gathered plenty to use, as well as hoard in his trunks under a preservation charm and runes, as well as some treats for the kids. He tried his hardest to help make food that would give the kids the nutrients they desperately need while they grew.

Harry decided to go a different way back to camp and he was sure glad he had done so. Not only did he manage to dodge a small herd of seven infected he also found a sprawling plant he didn't know could grow in the area they were in. Pennyroyal was hard to come by in the mundane wild and he made sure to gather every bit of it. Roots and all. He could replant the roots to grow more and he could dry and ground, or leave whole, the leaves to help promote its protection to the others. It would also help give them a bit more stamina and Harry was sure it would help as they left the quarry to find a new place to live.

Every little thing he can find will help them just a bit more to survive.

He had briefly wondered if he should tell the others of his magic, but with the way Shane and Lori had treated the others he didn't speak up. He didn't know the Morales family all that well since they kept to themselves, but he did at least speak to Morales himself a bit when he had arrived at the camp and he always tried to give his kids a bit of extra food. Little Eliza and Louis were always grateful for any extra bits he could give them and their mother just was grateful they had food in their bellies.

Harry looked up sharply as he heard something that broke his thoughts. He knelt down into a crouch to hide himself a bit in case there was someone unfriendly getting closer. Regis had followed suit as the big pup settled down with his ears cocked forward and his tail still. Harry slowly looked around the area as he heard another noise, this time closer. It sounded like a stick being broken.

He heard soft shuffling and quickly, but softly, pulled his larger knife out his boot to arm himself. He held his breath as the sounds of people talking reached his ears. He didn't recognize them. "Regis, blend," he whispered the command just loud enough for the pup to hear. He didn't have to look at the pup to see that his form darkened to blend into the shadows of the bushes beside them.

The dark haired teen licked his lips as he hunkered down himself. If he could get out of this without any confrontation; the better off everyone will be.

"I don't know why Bossman wants us out here, Carson," a female voice said as the two stepped into the area Harry was in, "There's no one out here. There hasn't been anyone here since the world went to shit. No infected and no humans."

"I know Shelly," Carson said with a sigh, "You say the same thing every time we are assigned here. We can't do anything. What the Boss wants is what the Boss gets especially now that he fucks that Lori chick from the group in the Quarry. Heard from the grape vine that Bossman had a threesome the other day with their leader, Shane, and the woman after they dropped off their supplies."

Harry narrowed his eyes as he listened to the conversation. 'What the fuck is Shane and Lori doing?! What supplies are they talking about? Is that why we don't have enough food or medicine to pass around? Are they giving it away just for a fuck?!'

"Shit! Infected!" Shelly exclaimed as several walkers stumbled out of the bush. Harry watched the woman bring up a gun and fire off a shot only to miss and hit the shoulder of one of the walkers. He hadn't heard the walkers either and it was no wonder since the two had been loud.

Harry ducked behind the bush he had been peering over and winced as he heard shot after shot before hearing a scream and a thud of a body being tossed to the ground.

"Carson!" Shelly screamed and Harry sighed softly to himself as he slowly started making his way away. The woman was attracting more walkers to her location and he wasn't going to help her. It's been long enough since the world ended that she should know not to be loud with walkers around.

He just barely managed to hold his stomach as he heard the walkers feasting on a now silent Shelly and quickly, after applying a silencing charm on his feet and Regis as well, made his way back to camp. He needed to let the others know what he had seen and heard.

He was careful, but quick, on his way back and he focused on nothing other than getting back to Daryl and the others. Just as he made it to the tree line before the camp he canceled out the silencing charm since Harry didn't need anyone commenting on how silent his feet were. He gave Regis an order to rest and pointed at his tent that he shared with Daryl before looking for said man.

The small teen let out a sigh of relief when he saw that his soulmate was back from whatever he was doing with Merle and T-Dog. He made his way over, trying to not bring attention to himself as he did so, and asked to speak with the man alone for a few moments as he sent his older lover a look. Once they were in their tent Daryl spoke up.

"What do ya need?" The gruff southern accent sent chills up Harrys' spine, but he brushed it off as he explained what he had seen and heard in the woods.

"We need to leave," Harry whispered softly, even though he did have silencing charms on their tent, after a moment of silence, "I don't trust Shane or Lori. Especially not after hearing what they were doing with the group's supplies. Just for a fuck!"

Harry was so mad that angry tears filled his eyes. The two 'leaders' of the group were starving the group for their own gain. There were children in their group for Merlins' sake! He blinked his eyes rapidly to get the sting of the tears out of his eyes. He didn't need to cry about this.

Harry heard Daryl sigh softly before he was gathered in those strong warm arms. He laid his head on Daryls' shoulder as he entwined their fingers together on his lap as Daryls' other hand cupped his side in a comforting gesture.

"At the moment we can't do anything about this," Daryl said softly after a moment of silence between the two, "It would be our word against Shane, Lori, and Ricks'. The others would need to see some kind of proof of what they were actually doing with the supplies."

"Why Rick?" Harry asked as he leaned up a bit to kiss the underside of Daryls' jaw. He bit back his giggle as he felt the stubble poke him. His mate had not been able to shave the past few days and if Harry were to be honest he was starting to like the rough stubble on Daryl. It made his mate look more rugged and it only added to his look of a rough necked country man.

"Because Lori is his wife and Shane is his best friend," Daryl replied as he tugged the smaller male closer to him. It had been a few days since they last had any kind of sexual release and he was feeling it. He didn't want to push the younger man after all.

"So we deal with Shane and Lori later," Harry said as he felt the beginnings of arousal sweeping through him as he felt Daryls' bulge against his side.

"Later," Daryl agreed as he looked down only to take Harrys' lips with his own. Harry let out a small hum as the hand that was once on his side slid down to cup his bum. Harry moved slightly so that he was straddling Daryl instead of sitting sideways on his lap and brought his hands up to cup Daryls' upper cheeks as the larger man cupped his lower ones.

Harry let out a small whimper as he felt Daryl nip at his bottom lip and he happily opened his mouth for Daryls' tongue. He softly suckled on the intruder before Daryl pulled away with a soft popping sound as their lips parted. The teen let out a small groan as Daryl squeezed his ass cheeks a bit before forcing his pants and underwear down as far as they could go while he sat on his lap.

Harry took in a deep breath as Daryl placed hot wet kisses down his neck and onto his collarbone all the while spreading his cheeks to run a dry finger over his hole. The small teen felt his body involuntarily jerk as Daryl let go of one of his cheeks to slap it. "Daryl!" Harry cried out a bit shocked at the slap, but he had to admit that in the moment the sting of the pain felt good.

He felt and heard the deep chuckle Daryl let out before he was spun around onto his back with Daryl above him. Just a moment later Daryl had his clothes off, thrown to one side of the tent, and was pouring lube onto his fingers from a bottle the man must have picked up during one of the trips to the city.

Harry let out a small gurgling groan as Daryl pressed inside him with one of the lubed up fingers. He licked his dry lips as he moved a bit so he was on his knees and his head was on Daryls' lap. He looked up at Daryl as he opened the dirty jeans his mate wore and pulled them down just enough for the hard cock hidden inside to jut out from the opening.

Harry softly gripped him as he gave the hard cock small licks and kisses down to its base before leading them back up to the sensitive head. Just as he swirled his tongue around the tip Daryl pressed a second finger inside of him causing him to let out a loud gasp and grip the cock in his hand harder. He flushed red as he heard Daryl let out a small groan of his own and gave the tip of the cock in his hand another lick before taking it into his mouth.

This was only the second time he had done this, but he was quickly getting addicted to the feeling of Daryls' cock in his mouth. It was hard, hot, large, and somehow was a comforting feeling in his mouth. He felt his mouth salivating around Daryls' girth as he felt the man press inside of his mouth. Harry gave it a small thought before looking up at Daryl and giving him a small nod as he reached out and brought Daryls' hips closer.

"Are you sure?" Daryl asked as he flexed his fingers inside his smaller lover. Harry groaned softly as his eyes fluttered a bit as one of the tips of Daryls' fingers brushed against his prostate. He looked up after opening his eyes again and gave Daryl another nod.

"Okay baby," Daryl groaned out as he slowly began to move his hips back and forth. Harry closed his eyes and felt Daryls' free hand grip his hair at the back of his head as he relaxed his mouth to keep it open. He took deep breaths as Daryl pulled back and slowly released it when he pushed back in.

His eyes shot open as Daryl pushed too far causing him to gag as the tip of Daryls' cock hit the back of his throat. Daryl backed off for a moment as Harry calmed down from the slight touch before he slid back in, but stopped just before being able to trigger his younger lovers gag reflex. Harry all the while kept still though he did suck when Daryl pressed in and swirled his tongue along the length of his hard cock when he pulled back.

"Good boy," Daryl moaned as he added another finger inside Harry and stretched him quicker as he felt himself getting close. The motion and praise made Harry let out a soft muffled keening sound that only made Daryl smirk before pulling out of his mouth and his ass. Harry let his mate manhandle him into the position he wanted. He had to turn his head to be able to breathe as his upper half was pressed into the sleeping bag under them while his lower half was arched up towards Daryl.

Harry let out a shuddering breath as he felt a large warm hand run down his back until fingers gripped his hair. He felt the heat of his mate on his back as the larger man leaned over him for a moment to growl in his ear. "You stay in this position, you hear me baby?" Daryl growled out before placing harsh bites along lightly tanned shoulders.

"Y-Yes sir," Harry whimpered out softly and held back a sad groan as Daryl lifted back up though the older man kept his hand in his hair. Harry gripped the sleeping bag tightly as he felt Daryl press himself inside. "F-Fuck," Harry stuttered out once Daryl bottomed out and he could feel the coarse pubes of his lover pressing against his hairless bottom. He had to force himself to stay in the position his lover put him in, but it was hard as Daryl started fucking him hard and fast.

Harry could feel his body moving along the sleeping bag solely from how hard Daryl was thrusting into him. The sounds of their bodies meeting was loud and it was made even louder than their first time thanks to the lube. Quickly Harry was reduced to broken words, gasps as his lungs begged for air, and guttural groans.

Harry let out a half hearted scream as Daryl leaned over him again causing the man to drill his cock into his prostate. He felt their bodies sliding together easily thanks to how much they were sweating and he could feel the tightened coil of heat of his release approaching. Harry choked out another broken iteration of Daryls' name, but it only caused the older man to grind into him and hold close to him.

"What was that," Daryl growled out as he half heartedly pumped his hips causing Harry to choke on air and the saliva that pooled in his throat at the teasing thrust.

"G-Guh-!"

"Use your words baby," Daryl said as he smirked as he felt Harry trying to wiggle back and forth on his cock to try and get him to move.

"F-Fuck me!" Harry cried out desperately as he reached back to grasp at Daryl, "Wanna c-cum!"

Daryl didn't say anything else to Harry. He just started to thrust in and out of the very willing body as he chased after their releases. Harry didn't keep quiet as his voice became hoarse as his screams kicked up to a higher pitch. The angle that Daryl was thrusting in nailed him straight on his prostate and caused him blinding pleasure. It wasn't much longer that Harry screamed out one last time as he released, without being touched, onto the sleeping back underneath him.

He laid there panting harshly as his lungs begged for air and let Daryl fuck him until the man came to a stuttering still and released a broken groan of his own. Harry let out soft whimpers as he felt liquid heat shoot against his sensitive prostate before darkness claimed him.