The Walking Dead and Harry Potter Crossover fanfiction Negan And The Witch

Myla Pheonix Drake is at St. Mungo's when she wakes up from a long sleep to find out that the world had ended. She goes to Alexandria, Virginia from London to help Negan fight the Walkers. Negan finds out of who and what she is and he falls in love with her.

Chapter One.

Myla Pheonix Drake was originally from Salem, Massachusetts and she went to the School of Magic Institute for half of her school time there up until Myla and her parents, Theodore and Lita Drake moved to Godric's Hollow near Hogwarts. She went to school at Hogwarts to finish and graduate. She was in the same year as Harry Potter was and they fought side by side against Voldemort. The Dark Lord realized about Myla's special powers when she was only eleven years old when he saw her natural hair colors of orange, red, yellow and a little bit of silver white blended in to her hair colors of a Pheonix. And this caught Voldemort's attention most definitely. He wanted her powers a long with her father's. Her eyes color were golden and they were unique.

People would think that she had dyed her hair at first, but it happened to be her natural hair colors. She took after her father with the hair colors of the Pheonix. When Myla's father refused to become his follower, the Dark Lord killed her parents in their own home. She was devastated when she was at Hogwats in her sixth year when she got the letter from the Ministry, telling her the terrible news. When the battle of Hogwarts came about in nineteen ninety eight, Myla helped Harry Potter destroy Voldemort. Myla was shocked that Harry was the seventh Horcrux. When she first met Potter, she noticed the scar on his forehead and Harry told her some parts of it. He told her that his parents were murdered and gave him her condolences. He thanked her for it.

She told him that her parents were killed by the Dark Lord himself. Harry also gave her his condolences. The both of them have a lot in common. Myla was in her sixth year at Hogwarts from Salem. After the battle had won and she graduated from Hogwarts,
Myla started working as an auror for the Ministry of Magic in London. Every single wizard and witch knew that Myla was the Pheonix dragon in her Animagus form. They did not dare mess with the dragon when she gets totally pissed off.

Myla's great Grandfather was Aberforth Dumbledore He had two sons, Auraleus and Arthur. Her Grandfather, Arthur had an adopted little boy with the hair color of a Pheonix named Theadore Drake, whose parents were killed by the Death Eaters followers. So, Arthur took him in to raise a son as his own. Myla was very close to the Dumbledore family. A long with Albus. He was like a grandfather to her.

In two thousand and ten after three months from a deep sleep at St. Mungo's. Before that, Myla was hit with a curse that caused her to have a deep sleep by a surviving Death Eater who was now dead by this Apocolyps around the world, but Myla would soon find out when she walks out of St. Mungo's. Myla opened her eyes and she looked around. There were very dim lights, she also noticed the hospital room door was chained shut. She saw at least five Healers in the room as her. She needed to find a way out of there. She needed to get to Hogwarts to know if anyone over there was all right.

Healer Blackwood saw that she was awake. "Oh, Miss Drake. It's a very good thing that you are awake." He said as Myla took the needles out of her skin carefully without breaking the skin more before she gracefully climbed out of the bed. The other Healers noticed this and they helped her. They also checked her vitals with the wave of their wands and it turned out to be that she was in very great clean of health. There was no blood and no injury on her what so ever. She was just hit by a deep sleeping curse by a Death Eater.

Myla looked at the Healer, who was helping her putting on her shoes with curiosity. "Healer Blackwood," He looked up at her with wondering what her question was. "What happened to the Death Eater, who placed me under this deep sleep curse?" She asked him.

Blackwood raised his eyebrows and he lifted his lips as a smirk. "The surviving Death Eater was arrested and was brought to the Wizengamont. He was sentenced to life in Azkaban. He was kissed by a Dementor and took his memories away." He told her. Myla felt relieved of what was left of Voldemort's follower. That was very good news to her.

Myla looked on as the other healers seemed to look towards the windows that were covered with curtains and keeping the lights down. One of the Healers had said quietly that 'the dead are walking.' Myla's eyes widened at the Healer's words. She looked at the Healer in surprise. "What the hell is happening out there right now, Healer Blackwood?" Myla said with determination. She was fearless and she could fight anything that was out there. She needed answers of what was happening now.

Blackwood gazed at her and he sighed deeply. "While you were in a deep sleep, there was an Apocalypse. The world ended, Miss Drake and we are the only survivors her now." He told her. At his words, the look on Myla's face was of total baffled and very shock stunned. Now, she really needed to get the fuck out of there now. For an example, in which it would happen soon enough. She would have to kill the walkers and fight her way through to get to Hogwarts, then to the Ministry of Magic and to the States. She would never forget what had happened ever since the three months when she was in a deep sleep.