Dawn of the Dead Chapter Three: Headquarters In Chaos, a harry potter fanfic

Chapter Three: Headquarters in Chaos

Same disclaimer as before, except now the lyrics are from Down with the Sickness by Disturbed.

After what seemed like an eternity the slum neighborhood 12 Grimmauld Place was located in appeared beneath Harry, and he gently nudged the nose of his Firebolt downwards towards the ground. As soon as he landed he immediately looked around to see if he and his passenger were alone, and upon seeing that they were Harry removed the Disillusionment Charm and unhitched the chain, catching Trevor before he fell and hit the pavement. He gently laid him next to the door, and after knocking the doorknocker for the preset number of times it slid open, Trevor falling forward and hitting the ground as it did. As soon as the door swung open someone came running down the hallway, Harry finding himself being hugged very strongly by a bushy haired girl.

Drowning deep in my sea of loathing
Broken your servant I kneel
It seems what's left of my human side
Is slowly changing in me

"Thank God Harry, you're okay!" Hermione cried as she squeezed the life out of him, Harry trying to get her to let go. After a second she did, Harry finally taking a relieved breath.

"Hermione, how long have you been here?" Harry asked as he picked up Trevor and began to carry him inside. Before she could answer Hermione saw what he was doing and gasped, jumping back a bit.

"Harry, who is that?" She demanded as he laid Trevor down on the hallway floor, yet again thankful that they had finally managed to remove Mrs. Black's portrait last summer.

"His name's Trevor Isakson, he's a muggle friend of mine and he lived next door to me. When I got back from getting a late night snack he called me and told me he was barricaded in his flat's bathroom and that two of those… things that are wandering the streets were trying to break in and eat them. I neutralized both of them and attached them to his bed with a permanent sticking charm, and told him to come with me. He was going to, but there was no time to explain what happened and so I stunned him, tied him to me with a piece of industrial chain, and flew here on my broom.

Who else is here?" He asked Hermione as he began to move Trevor up the stairs, Hermione quickly grabbing his legs to help Harry.

"My parents, who are upstairs trying to sleep in an old storage room, professors Lupin and Moody, Tonks, several Aurors who joined the Order a few days ago, and the Weasley family," Hermione said, tears filling her eyes when she mentioned that last name as they reached the top of the stairs and began to move towards the room Harry and Ron traditionally shared.

"Hermione, what's wrong?" Harry demanded as they entered the room.

Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes (oh no)
There is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon in me

She waited until after they had placed Trevor on a bed to respond. "Well, you know that ever since Persey finally managed to make up with the rest of his family he's been living back at the Burrow?" She asked him, Harry nodding in response.

"And that Charley came back from Romania at the end of our seventh year to aid the Order domestically?" She asked, Harry again nodding.

"Well, Persey and Charley were sharing a room ever since, and maybe thirty minutes ago Ginny woke up when she head some loud thumping in their room. She opened the door, and Persey was hunched over Charley… GNAWING ON HIS RIGHT ARM!" Hermione said, dropping to the floor as the last part came out in an almost unbearable wail. Harry did not cry out when she said this, but he did stumble backwards as the truth of what she said hit him. "Ginny screamed when she saw this, and fell backwards, and Persey got up and began to shuffle towards her.

Her wand was… in her room, and before… she could get up… Persey was on her… and he bit her in the arm," Hermione said, breathing so heavily it seemed like she would pass out. It was at this point that Harry finally collapsed on the ground, tears now dripping down his face, as what he just heard was finally too much for him to take.

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness

Get up, come on get down with the sickness

Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up come on get down with the sickness
Madness is the gift, that has been given to me

"At that point Mr. Weasley and Bill arrived, and they stunned Persey. After getting everyone down stairs and Ginny's arm wrapped they headed here. When they contacted Ron he came and got me, and we went for my parents," Hermione explained. "My family and I have only been here for about two or three minutes."

"Where's Ginny now?" Harry asked after slowly taking in several deep breaths in order to end his crying.

"She's asleep with Mrs. Weasley, why do you ask?" Hermione asked as Harry stood up.

"Nothing, just…nothing. Listen, can you wait here for when he wakes up and then reapply the spell?" Harry asked her. She nodded, removing her wand as she stood up. "I'm going to go report in," Harry commented, turning and running out the door before Hermione could respond.

All the way down the stairs Harry felt as if he were going to collapse, and when he reached the bottom he simply sat down with a heavy thud. "How can I tell the Weasleys what's going to happen?" He asked himself as he sat there, another few tears falling out. After a few seconds of heavy breathing he stood up, wiped his eyes, and walked into the kitchen.

I can see inside you, the sickness is rising
Don't try to deny what you feel
(Will you give in to me?)
It seems that all that was good has died
And is decaying in me

Remus was hunched over the table with a massive fold out map of London, marking off spots with a quill, Mad-Eye was talking to the men and woman Harry assumed were the Aurors Hermione mentioned, and Tonks was sitting and inspecting a number of different potions, the contents of which Harry could only guess at.

"Professor Lupin!" Harry shouted as he ran over, Remus turning at the sound, his eyes bulging, and his arms enveloping the boy in a hug.

"Thank God, you're alright Harry," Remus said as he hugged Harry, letting him go a second later. The others there all came over and gave him warm greetings, and after a minute or so of talking they drifted back to what they had been doing when he came in. "Are you alright?" Remus demanded.
"Yeah, I'm fine, I haven't been bitten," Harry said as he looked at the map.

"Why would it matter if you were bitten?" Remus asked him. It took a few seconds before Harry realized the awful truth of what he just said: they didn't know what would happen to someone bitten. That was, of course, if the theory Harry had been developing was correct, which was that anyone who was bitten would become a zombie, or it might be that you only become one if you die.

It seems you're having some trouble
In dealing with these changes
Living with these changes (oh no)
The world is a scary place
Now that you've woken up the demon in me

"Can I speak to you in private about that?" Harry asked him, starring at the floor as he spoke.

"I'm sorry Harry, as you can see I'm kind of busy," Remus gesturing at the map, "so I hope you can say it in here."

"Well, just… where are the Weasleys?" Harry demanded.

"Ginny is with Mrs. Weasley, who appears to have suffered a nervous breakdown," Remus said, noticing Harry flinch. "Do you know what happened to Persey and Charlie?" He asked him, a definite note of pain entering his voice.

"Yes, Hermione explained it to me when I arrived," Harry answered.

"I thought someone had come, I was able to hear her over all of the noise in here but I wasn't sure who she was talking to. Fred and George left ten minutes ago, I think they intend to get Angelina and Alicia and start some sort of security patrol to clear the streets of these things. Mr. Weasley, who is in Snape's Potion storage room at the moment gathering more for Tonks, was quite mad at them for suggesting this, and yelled quite a bit," Remus explained.

"Well, it's about Ginny and… what happened to her," Harry said.

"Well Potter, if you've got something to say about the wee lass and what happened to her, tell us; someone else might end up receiving a bite before this coming day will be over," Moody said in his never endingly grouchy voice.

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness

Get up, come on get down with the sickness

"Alright, fine," he said, motioning for everyone in the kitchen to come near him, which they did. "Maybe thirty minutes ago I was inside a pizzeria a block or so from my flat, getting a late night snack courtesy of the owner, a muggle, who I'd become friends with. While we were talking a man, at least it was a man…," Harry said, trying to continue but unable to as Tonks interrupted him.

"What the 'ell do you mean by 'was a man?'" The bubblegum haired woman asked him.

"I will explain that in a minute," Harry said, giving her an angry glare for interrupting him. "When what was a man came up to the window and started banging on it. After a minute the owner, a little old Italian man named Lauro, got up and went to the door to tell him to beat it. The man walked over and… bit a large chunk of flesh from Lauro's neck," Harry said, his audience either wincing or making some comment as to how disgusting that was.

"I hit him with Petrificus Totalus, I'm not sure why I didn't try a stunning spell, and as I tried to figure out what to do I called the muggle Emergency Services. While I was talking to the woman who answered I saw Lauro die, but then, a second later…" Harry said, unable to continue as the terror of what he'd seen came back to him.

"What happened Mr. Potter," one of the new Order members asked him.

"He… got back up," Harry said, letting the news sink in. "Don't try and convince me that he wasn't dead, because I know I saw him die, and I know I saw his corpse get up and try to eat me!" Harry said, surprised at how that statement exploded from him.

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Get up, come on get down with the sickness

Get up, come on get down with the sickness

"But if he was bitten and 'died,' and then came back…" Tonks said, her eyes opening wide as she realized the truth.

"If he really did die, just playing Devil's Advocate Harry," Remus said, adding the

Devil's Advocate part when he saw Harry's eyes flash, "and then… 'came back,' are you sure the bite had something to do with it?"

"Maybe, maybe not, all I know is that the dead are walking the streets of London, perhaps across the entire planet, and I just want to know how this started," Harry said resolutely.

"Well boy," Moody said in his usual gruff voice, "we don't have time for that kind of luxury. Right now, we have to do what those two Weasley boys did, go out and kill those things as many times as it takes."

"What about Ginny? If Harry's theory is correct, are we just going to keep killing her again and again?" Tonks angrily demanded, unable to get a reply as she was immediately interrupted.

"Who are you talking about killing 'again and again'?" Mr. Weasley asked as he and Ron walked through the door, potions in arms, everyone in the kitchen jumping apart quickly. Harry breathed a sigh of relief that Mr. Weasley hadn't heard them talking about Ginny, but soon opened his mouth and began to talk.

"Those things outside. Mr. Weasley, I do not believe they are human," Harry said matter-of-factly.

"Then what the hell are they mate?" Ron asked with an incredulous look on his face. Everyone was silent for several seconds, before Harry spoke.

"The living dead," Harry stated firmly, more silence following before Ron began to laugh.

"What the bloody fuck are you on man?" He said, continuing to laugh for several seconds but stopping when he saw his father glaring at him for swearing.

"Ron, Mr. Weasley, it would be a good idea if you sat down for this," Harry said, motioning to two chairs that had been set up against. Mr. Weasley was plainly confused as to the necessity of this request, but Ron pulled him over and the two sat down.

"Alright Harry, tell us why you think those things are the undead," Ron said, clearly a bit annoyed at how serious everyone had taken Harry's statement.

(And when I dream)

(And when I dream)
No mommy, don't do it again
Don't do it again
I'll be a good boy
I'll be a good boy, I promise
No mommy don't hit me
Why did you have to hit me like that, mommy?
Don't do it, you're hurting me
Why did you have to be such a bitch
Why don't you,
Why don't you fuck off and die
Why can't you just fuck off and die
Why can't you just leave here and die
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
FUCK YOU
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
How would you like to see how it feels mommy
Here it comes, get ready to die

"Mr. Weasley, Ron, a little while ago I saw a muggle friend of mine get attacked and bitten by one of those things in his pizzeria. I tried to call Emergency Services ('the muggle version of Healers, Aurors and the ordinary Magical Law Enforcement' he explained to a slightly bewildered Mr. Weasley'), but as I was talking I saw his corpse begin to stir. A few seconds later, he… it pulled itself up and tried to attack me. I managed to escape and lock the two creatures inside the pizzeria, and on my way here I stopped by my flat and rescued a muggle friend of mine, who is currently resting upstairs, who had been forced into his bathroom by two of those things.

I am so sorry I have to say this, but it is necessary: from what Hermione told me, I believe Persey was one of those things," Harry said, looking at them to gauge their reactions. Both were expressionless for several seconds, but suddenly Ron jumped up.

"So Potter," Ron began, his voice taking on the tone of Draco Malfoy when he said the word 'Potter,' "you're saying that one of my brothers is the walking dead, has bitten my sister, who may become one of those things soon?" After a moment of starring at him, Ron simply shook his head and turned to walk out of the kitchen.

"Ron, wait!" Harry demanded, before Ron angrily turned and advanced on him.

"NO HARRY, I WON'T! THAT WAS NOT A FUCKING ZOMBIE THAT KILLED CHARLIE AND BIT GINNY, IT WAS MY BROTHER PERSEY! AND THOSE THINGS THAT ARE WANDERING THE STREETS ARE NOT ZOMBIES, THEY ARE PEOPLE! AND IF YOU THINK ABOUT GOING ANYWHERE NEAR GINNY… YOU'RE DEAD!" Ron screamed right in Harry's face, before turning and storming out. Harry tried to stop him, but could not, as Ron simply screamed again.

"STAY THE HELL DOWN HERE ON THE FIRST FLOOR! YOU CAN HELP BE THE BOSS DOWN HERE, BUT I'LL HELP BE THE BOSS UP THERE!" Ron shouted, jerking his finger upwards, Harry guessing towards the room Ginny and his mother were in. Mr. Weasley had gotten up as well, but rather than scream gave Harry a brief look that seemed to apologize for his son's behavior before walking out after him.

Harry then proceeded to walk over to one of the two now vacant chairs and sit, rubbing his temples for a moment before looking up at Remus, who was the only one still watching him, as the others had very quickly gone back to work to avoid the awkwardness. "Well Professor," Harry began, "what the fuck do we do now?"

Get up, come on get down with the sickness

Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate, and let it flow into me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
You mother get up come on get down with the sickness
You fucker get up come on get down with the sickness
Madness has now come over me

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Well, I'll start by saying that I'm sorry I took so long in getting this up, and I hope it won't take as long with the next chapter. Now, to answer my reviews

Porcelain Prayer- Thanks for the comment on the music, I'll definitely keep it up.

Anne Phoenix- If you're reading the story again, you'll have noted I fixed the 911 error. I hope you enjoy the rest of it.

Hermione the Slayer- Sorry about taking so long to update, as I said, I'll try to go faster. And whether wizards can become zombies as well… well, you'll have to wait and see what happens to Ginny.

Finally, anyone who can spot the references to zombie movies (movie titles, modified quotes, etc.) I made in the prologue and the chapters up to this one and e-mail them to me will get a walk on role in the fic, if you wish. This'll go on to, oh, chapter six or seven.

I modified this chapter on the 23rd, and did so as I wanted to give you this hint: in the prologue, first and second chapter, all of the references come from Night of the Living Dead, Day of the Dead, or the new movie by George Romero, Land of the Dead.