Hey. So like I became an adult and moved to the other side of the world. Like everyone also wanted the slash so we shall see what happens.

-Enjoy

The man oozed Smug.

He had a look on his face that could be read as, 'I've got you.' Carl hated it. It was the same look the Governor had when he stood in front of the prison, tank behind him. A small fire of hatred sparked in his chest.

"That's the second time i've heard that name," Carl said. "Are you going to enlighten us?"

The man scoffed. "We heard about you, the two kids and the dog."

Harry drew closer to Sirius, his hand pulled lightly on the fur. He didn't like where this was going.

"Or should I rephrase. The kid. The dog." He looked towards Harry. "And the witch."

Carl brought up his gun from his hip. The man didn't even flinch, he just smirked. He was enjoying this. Harry's heartbeat increased as Carl confronted the guy in front of them. His breaths came in short huffs, a creeping feeling of sourness came into his chest. Like a salted egg was forming with black goo that would take over if cracked. He felt fragile.

"You know nothing!" Carl seethed.

The man laughed, his belly bounced in motion from his gleeful jerks. "We know all about his powers. We've been watching you since your little introduction."

Harry just stood there shocked. There was no way they could know. They had to be bluffing. The black haired boy pulled on his friends shirt. This is a way of them gathering information, and Carl was falling straight into their mind game.

"Carl." Harry said pulling harder on the fabric that he had trapped in his hand. "It's a bluff, let's just get out of here."

The man smirked. He loved the way this was going. He loved little children. But the thing he loved most. Is when they fell in his trap.

He started to take steps forward. Carl sumbled back from the audacity of this man. The confidence he had and the desire in his eyes was something he feared. He had never encountered something like this before. His legs were shaking and his heart raced. While the two boys turned to run, more people approached from the buildings surrounding the block. They surrounded the three like they were some sort of weak prey. Sirius crouched low to the ground and snarled at the approaching flock.

Harry nodded, seeing to understand what Sirius had said to him. Harry grabbed tight of the collar around the dog's neck and then ordered Carl to grab tight.

"Carl, hold tight to me and don't let go." Harry instructed.

The man in charge seemed to know what was going on and his face changed rapidly from a composed pedo to a panicked child.

"Grab them quickly!" He yelled starting his charge towards them. "Quickly!"

Harry closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath. There was a harsh pull that started behind the belly button, then expanded through their entire body. Carl had never felt like this before, being sucked through a tube. He wanted to throw up, cough, and sneeze all at the same time. It was stimulus overload, he didn't know how much more he could handle. And with that, they had disappeared with only the resonating sound of a pop left behind.

A cuckle followed shortly after. It was pleased laugh which veered off into a deep breath.

"So it is true." The man was wheezing a little from charging at the two kids. "Dwight wasn't lying."

"So it seems. Hank, you did well." The new man praised.

"Thank you. Negan."

The newly named Negan has a wide smirk on. When his man, Dwight, had come back to the compound partnerless, he was about ready to smash his head in. He wouldn't put it past the man to murder his partner to get closer to himself. Everyone was in it for the power. But when Dwight had come back only to tell him that his partner was killed by a magical kid he didn't believe it. The fury he had felt towards Dwight, the nerve of the man in front of him to tell him such a story just pissed. Him. Off. That was until someone had the same story from a few weeks ago, but he had already killed that man. The thoughts started to tumble around in his brain. If the dead were walking the earth, what where the chances that magic could exist. What is magic was the cause. Negan was always a risk taker, always had been always will be, and sometimes the biggest gambles paid off. This one certainly did.

"What the next step here Negan?"

"Find them of course." The man laughed and swung back on his feet. His trusted bat fitted perfectly in his hand. It really did seem to be made for him. "I want those kids."

"We will have to call you Daddy Negan now." Hank smirked.

Negan just laughed. It seemed fitting, he was good with kids, having been a teacher and all. "Daddy Negan."

It just seemed to roll off his tongue like it was right. Like it was meant to be.

"Hank, grab Dwight and bring those boys back, don't hurt them, but be smart now we know another one of his tricks." Negan instrución. "I'm going to go back and prepare for their arrival."

.

.

.

.

Carl fell to the ground, tangled in a knot of limbs. A groan came beside him as he got up on his feet. He looked over at his companion, his heart twisted in a feeling that he wasn't sure of.

"Harry. Come on get up." Carl tried to pull the smaller boy up. "Get up Harry."

Harry painted, eyes rolling into the back of his head. Carl propped Harry against his chest while he looked around for Sirius and Harry's wand.

"Sirius!" Carl called out desperately. "Sirius where are you?"

His voice caught at the end of his plea. Eyes watering at his situation. This was all too much, he wasn't ready for this, he wasn't strong like his dad.

"Kids!"

Carl looked up to see Sirius running towards them. His hair was disheveled, and in his hand he held two wands. The man got on his knees and ghosted his hand over his godsons cheek.

"He should have never have done that, it was too much for him to take on." Sirius shook his head and took in a deep breath. "We need to get him somewhere safe, so he can recover. I have a feeling they won't be leaving us alone after that."

Carl shook his head as he pushed back Harry's bangs. The boy's forehead was slick with a thin sheet of sweat. It was all quiet except for the low moan coming from further within the woods. Carl looked to Sirius.

"You think you can carry him?" Sirius asked.

Carl nodded. "You can trust me."

Sirius stared at the pair for a long time. He had to put his trust into this kid. There was no way they would be able to make it to a safe house without Sirius in his animagus.

"Alright kid. Lets go."

-Fizzydrink101