DISCLAIMER – This story is based on the idea of the television program The Walking Dead. It was created by Frank Darabont. That doesn't mean I am going to use his characters. Time will tell, right now I'm just using the zombie aspect of it and such. The same could be said for the Resident Evil series.
DISCLAIMER 2 – Harry Potter is the sole property of JK Rowling.
DISCLAIMER 3 – This story contains slash. This means male on male and possible female on female. I do NOT go into specifics, but I do have them show love to one another.
PAIRINGS – Harry/Seamus, Hermione/ Draco, Neville/Luna. Others will be determined as the story goes along. This story will contain a neutral Dumbledore and Voldemort. This will also contain Weasley bashing as I love to do so.
NOTE – The characters will be OOC. This is fan fiction. If I wanted the characters to behave like Rowling portrayed them then I would write in her fashion. As I don't want to be sued for plagiarism, then the characters will behave as I want them to. If you want them to behave a certain way, THEN WRITE YOUR OWN STORY.
Chapter 6 – A Hunting We Will Go!
Days later saw the teams getting more and more ground covered. None of the leaders had a problem with taking control of the growing mass of people and helping each other out when it was needed. When one leader needed a break, the other two stepped up to the plate and took over. There were problems every now and then, but when it all boiled down to it, things went as smoothly as it could with everything. This was saying a lot as Tom, Albus, and Harry rarely agreed on anything. However, the trio took the protection of their people seriously and worked well together for the most part. Never did they argue in front of the others. If they disagreed on something, they hashed out a plan before they presented themselves to the others.
"Is Luna around?" asked Michael one day of Harry. "I like her. She is unique for a human and I love her outlook on life. She and I have that in common. She is like a drink of water with the way she thinks and acts. When she passes, she will make a great Angel if the Olympians don't claim her first. She, like you, has the qualities that we are all looking for in our representatives. She doesn't have a mean bone in her body. She loves all with a fierceness that is rivaled by Him personally."
"Last I saw of her she was trying to teach Tom how to sing to the fish in the river," responded Harry with a grin. "For being such a ruthless killer before all of this started, he has more patience with her than he has with anyone else alive. He seems to be actually enjoying himself in humoring her. Then again, most of us do. She works hard and loves harder. Even someone like Tom enjoys just sitting back and letting her work her magic."
"We may not see each other again after today," stated Michael in a solemn tone. "The war is over and the Angels must go back to Heaven. I'm not sure if he will let me come back and visit her again, or you. You have what it takes to become one of us when you pass on from this world. You will be here for quite some time though. You have something in you that states that even for a wizard, you will be long lived. You will have more favor and love than any of the legends of your world. Your charisma will see you leading for a long time. There is one that won't be around much longer I fear. He must atone for his crimes soon."
"They are going to either take Tom or Albus from me aren't they?" asked Harry with nostalgia. "Just when I made peace with both, one has to leave. I get so tired of losing those that I'm close too. I know Albus meant well when he did what he did with me, but I can't see him having to be punished too severely for it. As for Tom, I think he made peace within himself not too long after he got here."
"Lord Hades doesn't like those that cheat death," answered Michael calmly. "He will be punished, but not as bad as you think he might be. He is still a marked man. Being in the service of Lord Hades will keep his punishment light. His time will come within the next year. Albus will live for some time yet, but old age will eventually catch up to him. He will die of natural causes. Now, I must be off to say goodbye to Luna. Take care of yourself Harry Potter. The world needs you. The fields of Elysium are yours when you pass. It is rare that the gods of Olympus agree on any one mortal. You are a rare case as all fifteen have spoken up for you."
"Haven't you heard Michael?" asked Harry with a smile. "Normal doesn't apply to someone like me. Nothing is ever easy when it comes to my life and nothing is normal. Besides, in my opinion, it's overrated anyway. Safe flight my friend. Thank you for all of your assistance when you were here. These last few months would have been harder without your safety and council."
Angel and wizard went their separate ways. Harry flew over the river to kill some zombies while Michael went to talk with Luna. Seamus and Hermione flew next to Harry. This was strictly a scouting and search mission. Now that the fight in the heavens was done, they could fly safely without having to worry about getting hurt while in the air. Ginny and her team flew in a different direction doing the same thing. Other teams also took to the air as they wanted to make sure that their surrounding area would stay as safe as it could.
Below them, the trio could see Molly and Ronald in an empty house with a huge hole in the ceiling. They had barricaded themselves in the house and were busy stabbing the zombies through the holes with their swords. The system worked for the duo. Harry, Seamus, and Hermione went lower and took care of the zombies that were in the area. Harry dropped a bundle of supplies down to a shocked Molly. Ronald started screaming obscenities like he normally did until Harry hit him with a Bludgeoning Hex.
"I don't have to come here and help," he yelled at the twit. "I do this because I want to. If you ever yell at me again, I will cease in coming here to rid the area of zombies and let them eat you. Consider this your very last warning on the situation. Keep your mouth closed and someone will bring you food at least once a day. Open your mouth again and you can starve for all I care."
"We are trying to help you even if you don't deserve it," added Seamus scornfully. "You have been like this since we met you. Just shut up Weasley and learn how to live. The more you run your mouth, the more chance you run into someone human that will end your life instead of the undead. Your own mother is learning her lesson, and yet you still believe that we owe you. We don't owe you a damned thing in this world. The sooner you realize this, the longer you will live."
With that, the trio continued on with their scouting mission. It was later in the day that they found a small pocket of people holed up in a building. Landing quickly, they cleared the area of the undead before addressing the group. They explained who and what they were and what they were going to do.
"We have a community that we built inside of the French Quarter," informed Harry to their leader. "We ask that you allow us to quarantine you for at least a week so that we know for sure that none of you are bitten or scratched and will turn. Poppy will be able to heal you of any normal illnesses or injuries that you have. You will be sent to the safe house by magical means."
"Once we ascertain that you will not become a zombie, we will provide you with shelter, food, clothes, and anything else that you need," said Hermione taking over. "You will be given weapons to help defend the area. We all work together to stay alive. The more you help us, the more we help you. You will feel odd with this form of travel, but we guarantee that it will be safe for you and the two infants. Just hold on tight. When you get where you are going, you will be met by a man named Draco. He will take over from here. Are you ready?"
When they got the affirmation from the eight members of the party, Hermione quickly made the portkey to the jailhouse. It had been transformed into something homelier, but it was still a jail none the less. With a spoken activation code, the group disappeared and reappeared in the safe house. Draco looked up at them in shock for a moment before regaining his composure and getting to work. Quickly he placed them in their cells with promises of exercise, food, and clean clothes. From there he sent word to Poppy, Petunia, and Marge. It wasn't long before the women of their teams converged on the infants of the rescued people. With a smirk, Narcissa and Lucius made a nursery for the kids in the jail.
"Not to worry," said Petunia softly. "You will be able to be with your children daily. We just need to make sure you aren't going to turn and infect everyone. Poppy and Draco will let you out daily to see each other for no less than an hour for every four that you don't show symptoms. This way, you can see your husband, children, and so forth, as often as we can until your quarantine time is up. We don't mean to sound harsh, but our safety and the safety of our haven is important to us."
"We understand and will cooperate," said the leader of the group. "We will work with you all. As far as I know, we have been running for close to a month now. We have been together for about that long. We understand all too well about being safe until we know. Our numbers have thinned to us not taking these same precautions."
"At the first sign that any of your party is starting to turn, we will ask that the rest of you run to your cells if you aren't in them and close the doors until we can take care of the infected party," instructed Draco. "I'm the person responsible for your safety while you are here. I'm the warden more or less. It's my job to make sure you don't turn before you are sent into the community. Trust me when I say that you will love it here when you are released. We are one huge dysfunctional family and we take care of each other."
"I'll have the elves deliver some food to feed everyone here shortly," said Marge as she held onto a small infant. "I'll also make sure that everyone gets some clean clothes and such. It just so happens that we have cases of milk and such for the babies. I haven't held a baby since Dudley was a newborn."
"It seems you still have the skill," said Harry with a laugh as he walked in with Seamus and Hermione. "That little one has been crying since we found them. You seem to have calmed him down. Seamus and I are talking about finding a surrogate so that we can have little ones of our own. We are just mainly waiting on next year as we want to be proper adults before then. It isn't like we can't afford to take care of children. We have the best of the best in the magical world here. Luna was able to send world to Boston and we have more witches and wizards coming down next week to help us."
"That girl has an amazing gift," said Narcissa before turning to Harry and Seamus fully. "The two of you will be amazing parents. There are plenty of us that can help care for them when you are off on one of your raiding or cleaning jobs. We already have a few pregnant women in the community. Poppy and I helped deliver a baby day before yesterday. I'm sure we can find a surrogate mother or two for when you men are ready."
"Hermione and I were also talking about maybe starting our family next year," said Draco coming up behind his girlfriend and wrapping his arms around her. "We know that our children will have my hair and her brains. We are just waiting like everyone else to be of age before we start. Getting back to our new members, you will be treated like family here. We won't force you to stay, but your survival is greater if you stay and work with us."
With that, everyone got back to work. The other teams were returning from their missions outside of the haven as well. Ginny and Colin were walking hand in hand down Bourbon Street enjoying the night air. Luna and Neville were busy in the French Market looking at some of the supplies that were on display. Harry and Seamus decided to take a stroll of their own on the River Walk to enjoy the rest of their night.
The two young men sat together on one of the benches and held each other tightly. Both were glad that they were able to be together in the time that they had. Each remembered what it was like hiding their love from everyone else due to Harry's status in the wizarding world. That no longer mattered now and both young men loved each other fiercely. Anyone that was anyone knew that to harm one was to harm the other. This was never a good thing as both young men would maim or kill someone who threatened the other. They were enjoying their time when Tom and Albus came up to them during their own walk.
"We feel that the two of you should be the first to have a wedding ceremony here," said Albus sitting on a conjured bench next to them. Tom sat next to the older wizard. "We are all working hard to eradicate the zombie problem. We still need to have something light to look forward to. We know that from time to time we need to do something wonderful to counter the constant slaughter of the mindless beasts outside of the walls of this haven."
"We have already been working on having the elves bring all of the books from the different manors, of the different families living here and of those that have died," stated Tom. "We have all of the books from Hogwarts here already. The goblins are working on bringing all books that aren't specific to a certain family from the vaults to add to the library. We have a small school set up for the younger people to attend both magical and not. I agree with Dumbledore that it's time for something light to be done. You two should get married."
"That might be a good idea," said Harry with his head in Seamus' lap. "This will give the Aunts and other adoptive parents something to do. Dobby and Winky have been after me to get on with it for some time now. Both want us to start having kids so that they have something to do. Winky stated to me the other day that she will get after me with a spatula if I don't give her something better to do. She says she is bored. This might be a good time. We can talk to Poppy and have her find us some surrogate mothers. The bloodlines do need to be passed down. I don't want to be the last Gryffindor anymore."
"I'll talk to her for you tomorrow," said Seamus. "We are going to stay right here and enjoy the rest of our evening. There will be plenty of time to let Mum and Aunt Petunia plan a wedding. All we have to do is say the words and we will get thrown out so they can plan it. The other harpies that live here aren't any better. I say that you should let gossipy old Dumbledore tell them as he probably has already."
This caused Albus and Tom to laugh. It was true that Albus had already told Minerva and Pomona what he wanted Harry and Seamus to do. The women had already put their heads together with the other leading females for a wedding plan.
"Just choose your colors and stay out of the way," advised Tom. "The old fool already told them you would say yes. He told Minerva and Pomona. It's now all over the place that the two of you are going to get married."
"Green and white for me," said Harry thoughtfully before pulling out his wand and standing. "Albus Dumbledore, I would recommend that you run now. I am going to hex you from here to oblivion for putting me and Seamus in this spot. Just because you are Albus bloody Dumbledore doesn't mean you can just tell the harpies something like this and not feel the repercussions from it."
"I think red and silver for me," said Seamus standing and also pulling out his wand. "I agree with Harry that it's time for this meddlesome old fool to get a taste of his own medicine. I happen to know a couple of old men that would love nothing better than to have Dumbledore in frilly white dress saying I do."
With that, the two younger wizards gave chase to the older wizard via apparition. They chased Albus all over the Quarter trying to catch him. This gave some of the other residents a scare as one or the other would show up looking for the old fool. This chase lasted for the better part of two days. Albus was good at hiding from the young men. However, he didn't have the patience that Harry and Seamus had, nor did he have help from the most unlikely of sources.
"He is hiding on top of the bridge," said Hades pointing to where the old wizard sat. "He knows that you will prank him and he is scared. The son of the Marauders is nothing to sneeze at. We saw what he did and while we are amused, we do agree that it's time to start reproducing. The more of you there are, the better life will be."
"We are already on it," said Harry with a grin before aiming a spell that would sneak up on the old wizard. "The procedure was done yesterday and we will be parents in about nine months. We will be married in about two weeks. There! That ought to teach him a lesson."
"What did you do to him?" asked Severus coming up. "I see with Lord Hades here that you finally caught Albus. What will happen to him?"
"Oh for the next couple of weeks, whenever he puts in an appearance, he will adapt a southern belle drawl, have vapors, and be wearing a red wedding dress," explained Harry. "He will be the jilted bride until after the wedding. He will cry for no reason from time to time. I think the term I learned was "having vapors". He will have makeup on and his hair will be elaborately styled in a beehive. The worst part is that he will have to wear high heels as well."
"Your father and godfather would be so proud," drawled Severus. "The old man really stepped into it. You do realize that Tom was also a part of that? He thinks it's funny that Albus is getting the blame alone. Are you going to get even with him as well? Even if he is the Dark Lord, he can't go unpunished by this. You are not a child of the Marauders for nothing."
"Do you not find it odd that he wants to go on EVERY raid we have?" asked Seamus with a smirk. "Harry and I are young, but not naïve. We knew when the two of them were getting along so nicely that they were both up to something. We have already gotten even with Tom Riddle. We punished him with something worse than Harry just did to Dumbledore."
"I'm almost scared to ask," mused Severus as Hades laughed. "What did you do to Tom? As a general rule, he isn't scared of anyone or anything."
"We set the Weasley twins on him," answered Seamus with a shrug that caused Severus to burst out laughing. "We knew that we had other things to do and chasing two old men for a month wouldn't be beneficial to our time. Therefore, we set the twins on him to teach him a lesson about picking on us. Was there something you needed Lord Hades? While we appreciate a visit from the Olympians, you must be here for a reason."
"Yes, I'm here for a reason," stated the Dark God. "Ronald Weasley will be causing you trouble soon. He has found a gun and has been practicing with it. You may end up having to kill him to get him to see reason. We can't get involved more than we already have, but you must deal with him before he kills someone close to you. The woman will be killed tomorrow by the zombies. YOU two are to stay OUT of that problem. Send someone else to kill the boy. We are trying to spare your feelings about taking a human life. I can't force you, but I strongly recommend it."
Harry nodded with resignation. The gods rarely got involved, but one never went against what they saw or knew. Harry abhorred taking life, but he knew that sometimes, things happened that were out of one's control or sphere of influence. His shoulder slumped as he turned to Severus to give the order. Everyone could feel his pain, but he did his job.
"Send the Lestranges after them," he whispered barely loud enough to be heard. "Make sure that it's quick and painless. Remember to tell them that they have a gun that can hurt them if they aren't careful. I don't want to know about it after it's done. The less I know, the less guilty I will feel."
"I understand," said Severus softly. "I'll take care of this for you. We may even just send Tom over and let him deal with it. He has wanted to kill Ronald for quite some time now. Seamus, why don't you take Harry home and enjoy the rest of your afternoon? I know that you have ways of getting him to relax. I think a nice soak in your hot tub would do well at the moment. Have one of your elves come to me if you need me."
Nodding, Seamus grabbed Harry and apparated them out. Severus gave a sigh and looked at the god of the Underworld. Words weren't needed as both agreed that Harry had so much riding on his young shoulders and always had. He knew that Harry didn't complain, but sometimes it got to be too much for the younger man.
"Never fear Severus," said Hades before fading into the shadows. "That young man is a gift that many of us gods aspire to be. He will be protected even in his afterlife. All of us have spoken for him and he follows his own code of justice. He hurts, but he will still be the best leader that the lot of you could produce. He is so innocent that it hurts us to see him in so much pain and discomfort. In time, things will get better for him and the rest of you."
Nodding in agreement, Severus headed out to Bellatrix and Tom to give the order from Harry. While Tom didn't work for Harry per say, he still knew that Harry was ultimately in control. Harry rarely ever used his influence on anyone. That wasn't his style. He gave an idea and let others who wanted to act on them do so. Those that had ideas of their own were given the acknowledgment of their train of thought. Albus and Tom may be older, but Harry was the better leader and both knew it.
When the explanation was given as to what was going on, Bellatrix all but exploded in guts and glory right there. She was so furious that even the Dark Lord had to take a step back and make sure he wasn't going to get cursed by her. It was one thing to upset one of the motherly witches. It was entirely something different to piss off one of the Black women. The topper would be when it was a combination. Each of the older witches had taken the younger population under their mantle of mother, aunt, sister, and any variation thereof.
"That blood-traitor will wish to all of the Olympians that I don't rip his head off of his shoulders with my bare hands," she hissed while her magic crackled around her. "In the few months that I have been working with Harry and Seamus, I have discovered that they are admirable young men with solid minds and powerful magic. That Harry has the blood of Godric and Salazar makes him even more special to us. How dare that red headed asshole think he is better than Harry? I will make sure his death will be felt in the Underworld. NO ONE will hurt Harry while I am around. You have my word on that as a Black."
"Let's show him what it means to mess with a Black family woman," suggested Andromeda struggling to hold in her own magic through her fury. "Let's get Cissa and Dora and head out to teach him a lesson he will never forget. Were it not for Harry, many of us would have perished a long time ago. Harry is the head of our family after all. Family means everything to a Black. Remember Aunt Dorea? She was a spitfire when riled up. Charlus Potter had those scars until his death. Harry is of our blood and he is the head of our house. I will NOT tolerate people like the youngest male Weasley to smear our name or family."
"He is just lucky that we no longer do things like call Blood Feud," hissed Narcissa in anger with Lucius nodding next to her. "He would have condemned his whole family. I agree with Andy. We Black women should handle this situation. We will get him for his travesty as well as the harpy that he calls a mother. She should have drowned him at birth. We could always drown him now. Any form of torture would be a nice start."
"I would like to go as well," stated Ginny to the amusement of the Black sisters. "I am a distant relation to the Blacks as well. I am so tired of Ronald thinking that he is better than everyone else. Many times saw me cursed or hexed by him because he felt that I was beneath him because I am female. I want to help."
"I am going with you to provide cover," said Tom. "This will give you someone to watch your backs while you deal with the trash. I owe some pain to that thing as well. Knowing that the females of the Black family are dealing with him, I will allow it. I just want to witness it after all. NO ONE messes with a Slytherin. We know that Harry carries the blood. He is my only family member alive. I will not allow anyone to mess with my family."
By this time, Albus put in an appearance. When the others got a look at him, he turned on his vapors as Harry's spell dictated and went through the motions of being a southern belle. This, of course, had the others rolling in laughter. The more Albus tried to fight the spell, the worse it became.
"This should teach you to mess with the son and godson of James Potter and Sirius Black," said Minerva with a guffaw. "I told you that you should have asked him first, but you decided that it was best to get things started. This is what you get. Now, go home before someone gets hurt from laughing so hard."
With a huff, Albus left to try and undo Harry's spell. Severus was sitting in his chair banging on the arm in laughter. He was there when Harry cast the spell. The old man would just have to ride it out. There was no counter that he knew of, and the spell was a time released spell. Even Tom was laughing in amusement until he caught sight of the Weasley twins. Upon realizing they were there, he apparated out. This just caused everyone to burst out laughing again.
"One would think we already did him something," mentioned George before sitting next to Pomona. "I wonder why he thinks that."
"That's because we did," remarked Fred while George gave nod of remembrance. "Let's not forget that since yesterday his clothes keeps turning pink with yellow polka dots on them. His new snake familiar was busy giving him a tongue lashing earlier as she was florescent yellow with orange stripes. That most of his house is now in pastels with baby ducks and lambs and such isn't all the comforting to him to go home anymore."
"Good times," said George wiping away a fake tear. "I wonder how long it took him to reverse the clothes charm. I thought we hid it fairly well."
"He hasn't figured it out yet," informed McNair to the amusement of the others. "He just goes and gets clothes from Marge. When he threatened to curse her for laughing, she threatened him with Petunia. I have never seen the Dark Lord afraid of a woman before, but Harry's Aunt is vicious with her wand. Of course it might have something to do with the fact that her Cruciatus Curse is more lethal than his."
"Let's not forget that she did it with my wand," said Severus with a shudder. "Not only did she get around the other person's wand rule, but she cast an Unforgivable for her first spell in defense of Harry and Seamus. That woman is scary when protecting Harry and his mate."
"She is a powerful witch in her own right," assured Bellatrix. "Even I run from her when she is mad about something. Usually, the males of the group all run as it's normally them she is mad at. That doesn't get the rest of us out of a tongue lashing when she is furious with us for whatever reason. Shall we get to the other side of the river and make life for those two a living nightmare?"
"I think that we should wait until tomorrow," advised Dora. "The sun is set and we will want to be able to see what we are doing. The more light we have, the better it will be for us. Also, this wind is starting to get bad. Hermione told us that the weather reports say that in the next day or so that we will get the first stages of the hurricane that is in the Gulf of Mexico. They don't hit this area that often, but when they do, it tends to get dangerous."
With a plan made, everyone went home to prepare their homes for the upcoming storm. Hermione and her parents were listening to the radio and giving reports every hour on the hour about the storm. Other non-magical people that were from the actual area were busy explaining to the magicals how to protect a building and such from the storm. When everyone knew what they needed to know, they got to work to fortify against the storm.
AUTHOR'S NOTE – This is a good place to stop so that I have a starting point for the next chapter. Let me know what you think.