And Then…
They appeared in a scene of utter chaos. They were some where near Yorkshire and there were people running everywhere. The reanimated dead following after them with what looked like a limp, arms stretched out and mouths open, moaning. There gray skin slowly rotting off. They were everywhere, hundreds if not thousands of them.
Harry's cloths slowly morphed from the black trench coat ensemble to some thing else. He had on Black work shoes, Black dress pants, a white short-sleeve button up dress shirt with a red ink stain on the pocket, and a red tie. His appearance had also changed. His hair was now short, spiky and red.
Tonk's appearance had also changed. She now had wavy, shoulder length dirty-blond hair. She also had a button up denim shirt on and khakis.
"Come on!" Harry waved Tonks forward. "Ed lives this way."
"Who's Ed?"
"A Guy I've known for years." Harry Replied.
"OK!"
'God, She's excepting.'
They came upon a big manner while dodging zomb… I mean infiri. It had a huge iron gate with an L on it. The coat of arms on the wall had the rear of a busty female centaur sticking out with a fancy L tattooed on it. The Centaur had a really seductive look on its face that Harry found quite creepy. It was at that moment that Neville came out.
"Hey Harry, pleasant night were having." Neville said cheerfully.
"Yes it is Ed." Harry replied. "Hey Ed what's that over there?"
Neville turned around and Harry cast a cutting charm that shaved of a patch of hair on the back of Neville's head. Neville turned around like nothing happened.
"Ed, Do you have a shed?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Neville replied slowly.
"Let's go!" Harry cried. They ran to the shed. Neville opened it and they went inside. They rummaged around, looking for weapon's to fight the infiri with. Neville grabbed a green shovel and Tonks grabbed an Ax. Harry kept looking until he found what he was looking for.
He held above his head the perfect infiri slaying weapon. A wind picked up blowing around him and a ray of light came down from the heaven's illuminating him making for a very cinematic moment. He held above his head, A Cricket Bat.
The trio ran out of the shed onto the lawn where a few infiri were making there way towards them.
"Harry, why aren't we attacking them with spells?" Tonk's asked.
"They're magic proof." He responded.
"No they aren't." She stated as she cut one's arm off with a cutting charm.
Harry glared, drawing his wand. He turned it into a overly gaudy and jeweled staff and slammed the ground. A bright blue shock wave came out in every direction making the infiri glow blue for a second before going back to normal.
"Now they are. Happy?" He asked sarcastically.
"Yes!" She replied happily.
The trio ran forward wielding there weapons of mass destruction. Harry knocked the head off one. Tonks cut another in half. Neville started digging a hole for no apparent reason. They fought there way into to town, where the real hoard was.
"There are to many of them!" Tonk's yelled, beating one away with her ax.
"Let's go hide in that bar over there." Neville said pointing over at a bar called, The Winchester.
They hid in the bar for a while but eventually the infiri began coming inside. Harry conjured up a shot gun and began blasting the corpses to kingdom come. Neville mixed up a Molotov cocktail and set most of them on fire. Fifteen minutes later all the infiri were dead again. Harry looked over at Neville, looking at his arm he almost cried.
"Ed you've been bit." Harry looked at his friend desperately.
"I'm sorry Shaun."
"No, it's al right." Harry said with tears in his eyes.
"No, Shaun. I'm SORRY."
Harry scrunched up his nose, a look of revulsion on his face.
"Oh, Oh Ed. That's not funny."
"Then why are you laughing."
"I'm not laughing."
Tonk's looked over at them in disgust. "Honestly!" She cried in frustration waving her wand over the wound making it repair itself. All three of them got up and walked out of the bar, heading for home.
-----In Voldamort's Secret lair of Uncoolosity-----
Voldamort sat on his thrown pondering the meaning of life when he heard a hissing noise. A thirty-foot basilisk came in, sniffing. Voldamort's eyebrows rose in surprise.
"Nina?" He asked in shock.
"How could you Tom?" She asked in a sad voice.
"Do what?"
"How could you leave me like that? You never returned my calls, you never wrote. You said you loved me. What was it? Was it just pillow talk? Were you just trying to get into my pants?"
"I do love you and would never do that to?" Voldamort replied. Just then Nigini slithered in. The basilisk glared and Voldamort looked frightened. "It's now what it looks like." He stuttered out.
"You cheating, good for nothing bastard!" She cried in rage. She opened her maw and ate him. Voldamort's spirit flew out but she just glared at it and it exploded, thus ending his pitiful life.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Nigini said to Nina. Then they slithered away together, discussing how pitiful Voldamort was in the sack.