Walking Dead Wizard

Chapter 19

The second Harry stood up the dog got to its feet, shakily but still determined, its face intently on Harry its injured paw up as if it was begging, whining softly, its tongue out to the side, his amber eyes sad as if Harry was his last hope. Its nose touching Harry's hand, wagging its tail a little before it stopped and just stared at him. The dog knew Harry had healed him, and dogs were nothing if not loyal, he wanted a human again, one that wasn't growing and groaning and trying to eat him. Plus this human had given him food, water; it's more than he'd had in a long time.

"The people I'm with would rather eat you," Harry told the dog pointedly rolling his eyes when its tail wagged. "I'm talking to a dog," he muttered to himself wryly.

Luna didn't beg on the dogs behalf; despite the fact the poor thing was all alone. She knew Harry wouldn't leave anything to be hurt or killed. He wasn't that sort of person, sure the dog wasn't human but it didn't mean he could walk away without feeling guilty as hell. "Didn't you always want another familiar?"

"I actually always wanted a dog," Harry admitted, sighing, "I must be mental, they're gonna annoy me to hell and back."

Daryl snorted but whether it was disgust or agreement nobody knew.

The dog licking his hand broke him completely, "Alright, alright, alright, you can come," Harry grumbled, wiping the drool away he was going to get shit for this. Well, he was already going to have to explain Luna so why not add fuel to the fire? He thought with wry amusement. "Merle's right I'm a bloody sap."

"That ain't what he called ya," Daryl pointed out, smirking as he deliberately looked away from them.

"Funny," Harry muttered drolly, "You alright to walk? It's about a mile and half,"

"I'll be fine," Luna insisted right away, "Been through worse you know that."

"Okay, let's get to it," Harry said and they began walking, Harry occasionally watching the dog, but he seemed fine, trotting along but he was careful on his injured leg he noticed. "When they ask questions, we got on a plane together before the shit hit the fan, during the early days, we got separated, you went back to the hotel and you never saw me again after that, but you found out I'd been shot today so I couldn't get back to you."

"Shot?" Luna spun around, "You mean with a gun?" Luna's blue eyes were wide with shock she could sense the truth in his words.

"Arrow, the rest doesn't explain how the hell you found me though," Harry changed the subject. "Then again Rick found his own family through sheer luck so it might work out." ambling over a fallen tree, trying to think of what the hell to say to everyone.

"It's been over two months, I can just say I've been looking for you all this time," Luna said determinedly, if Harry didn't trust these Muggles she probably wouldn't either. This group should be glad they had kids, it was one of Harry's biggest weaknesses, but he wouldn't stay if it continued, Harry was through playing a hero and disregarding his own feelings in respect of everyone else's.

"Why the hell not?" Harry agreed, shrugging his shoulders. "Don't go wandering alone either, there's a barn full of walkers on the property."

"What?" Luna squeaked stopping immediately unable to believe her ears. "Walkers? As in not put down walkers?" her voice had gone up several octaves as she spoke.

"Yeah, the farm owner believes they can be cured," Harry replied, "He seems to have forgotten that they get fevers so bad it causes their bodies to shut down, and then they die before being reanimated. Even if a cure is found, his wife and step-son will never be them again. He's been cut off since the beginning, he's been protected, and the barn I would say has twelve walkers, which is probably the amount they've come across."

"But you don't believe it will remain that way?" Luna speculated.

"No," Harry answered shaking his head immediately.

"What about you, Daryl?" Luna then asked Daryl, seeing his confused look she elaborated, "It's your country; you'll know it better than me or Harry, just wondered at your opinion."

Daryl shrugged, "Don't matter, nowhere is safe," not in the long run.

"Yeah, there are too many of them," Luna said, "I came across a city full of them when I was coming over,"

"Atlanta? Yeah, one of the guys in our group used to go there for supplies on his own, he has guts in spades." Harry told Luna, respect in his voice. "Of course, nobody else exactly offered to go, and he still can't say no to anyone, he'll get there though." but it would be something drastic before Glenn found his backbone.

"You need to warn the family that owns the farm," Luna pointed out, her tone filled with worry. What were they thinking keeping a barn full of those things - no walkers?

"No point, they're not listening, from what I've found out Rick, the leader, has been trying to convince Hershel but he's not had any luck." Harry shrugged dismissively. "Also told him that the farm isn't secure enough to stay, we need to find somewhere secure and hunker down especially before the winter, and Daryl and Merle say it's really cold here."

"Snow?" Luna perked up at the idea a small smile flashing over her face, "I've not seen snow in years…"

"Ten years, your year before Hogwarts," Harry said, smirking wryly remembering the snow fight which resulted in Voldemort getting smacked in the face with a snowball thanks to the Weasley twins - unknowingly of course, if they had known they'd have peed their pants he reckoned. Glancing to the side to see the dog keeping up with him, it hadn't left his side not even once, sticking to him like glue.

Luna jumped in fright when she heard the 'thwack' of an arrow hitting the tree, turning to see Daryl lowering his crossbow and ambling over to fetch the animal. "So how much do the guys actually know?" she asked Harry seriously, knowing without a doubt they knew next to nothing about Harry or his…let's just call them adventures.

"They know about magic, and I've answered any questions they've had…you'll come to find they don't talk much," Harry grinned over at Daryl as he spoke knowing the hunter had heard everything despite how quietly they were talking and Harry was just letting him know he knew. "As for Merle…"

"What about him?" Luna asked, as they began walking again.

"He'll remind you of…an um certain Potions professor with crude language." Harry told her moving his arm out to avoid getting hit on the face with a tree branch.

"Watch it," Daryl said warningly, that was his brother.

"You don't like your brother getting complimented?" Luna asked, climbing over a rock, before glancing back curiously.

"…the fuck?" Daryl was fast becoming confused.

"Harry always says our potions professor, Severus Snape is the bravest man he knows," Luna revealed, "He doesn't have a joyful nature and he tells you the truth as he sees it, and can be…vicious and cutting with words, but he saved all our lives more times than we can count. He's very well respected, especially by certain circles, which includes Harry's," but she had a feeling he meant the potion Masters childhood as well, which meant the Dixons had probably been abused too.

"Give me some credit, I wouldn't bad mouth you're brother with your bat hearing ears next to us, not that I have anything to say, Luna can take care of herself when it comes to verbal sparring." Harry replied honestly. Anxiety making its way through his stomach, the farm was coming into view. Merlin he was going to have to keep a tight rein on his temper, if they said anything about Luna though…he knew he wouldn't be able to. "Well, welcome to the Greene farm," he said staring at it.

Daryl stared at the pair of them, wondering how they could see the goodness he knew to be in Merle behind all his bullshit, which was mostly a result of the drugs and drinking actually. It was nice having his brother back, the reasonable headed one that wasn't high on drugs. Although goodness might be going too far, he was a shit, but he was his brother.

"It's so lovely," Luna gasped when she saw it; "Completely untouched by everything." she could understand why Harry felt as if it was too good to be true.

"Except the horde in the barn," Harry pointed out, "Did you bring a tent?"

"Um there's one in my trunk," Luna said realizing what he said.

"No, not a magical one, a normal one," Harry pointed out as they began walking again.

"Is there a difference?" Luna asked expectantly.

Harry barked out in laughter, "Yeah there's a difference, normal ones can only fit up to four if you're lucky, not like our ones that can hold up to twenty people and more. You'll need to be careful with what you say in front of them, I'd rather not have to leave the group, not until the kids can defend themselves at any rate.

"How did you meet them?" Luna enquired, Harry was right, Daryl was quiet, and he wondered if his brother was the same.

"We stayed in a quarry; the roads were totally blocked up by cars trying to get to the designated safe area. Which probably got overrun quite quickly so we made the right call. Daryl, Merle and I went scavenging now and again and saw them blowing up the city, the amount of people they must have killed…" Harry revealed horror clear as day in his voice. He'd thought he was through seeing so much death and destruction after the war was over. "Fuck it was bad,"

"People do unspeakable things when they're scared," Luna sighed, shaking her head at the pointless death and destruction that had probably been heaped upon countless cities.

"Don't we know it," Harry replied, opening the gate and waiting until they were all through before closing it again.

"Who's that with Daryl and Harry?" Andrea asked, grabbing the binoculars and looking through them. T-Dog looked up along with Glenn and Dale curious to see what Andrea was talking about.

"What the hell is going on now?" Shane snapped narrowing his eyes on the others, he could do without them, especially Harry, and he was getting on his nerves making him out to be insignificant to the group when he'd saved their lives at least five times since this mess went down. "Great he's bringing in strays now."

"Shane, enough," Rick snapped, holding Shane from going over there as he took the binoculars from Andrea. "The more people we have the stronger we are." plus he had a feeling that Harry wasn't just picking up a stray, well except the dog, he was talking animatedly with the girl, he knew her, he was ninety percent sure of that fact, he could barely hold a few minutes conversation with Harry without him walking away.

"Is that a sword she has?" Amy asked excitedly, "Do you think she knows how to use it?"

"If she's been out there since the beginning then I would say yes," Rick answered absently as he lowered the binoculars and putting them back by the chair next to the RV. From the colour of her he'd say she'd been exposed to the sun a bit too much, no shelter would make the most sense. His eyes widened when he got a good glimpse of the sword, it looked as if it belonged in a rich man's house, and it was imbedded with jewels at the hilt, sapphires or maybe just coloured glass? He honestly couldn't see how she could wield it, she was such a small lithe woman, and she looked even smaller next to Daryl Dixon.

"She looks like Sophia," Amy remarked, her gaze sliding towards the little girl in question, Beth nodded her head in agreement.

Carol watched the young girl approach, and saw some semblances, light hair; short, thin but weren't they all these days?

"That's my tent, go in and I'll find you something to eat, we'll have to wait until the curiosity has worn off before we have that talk, I'll introduce you once you've rested." Harry said firmly, gesturing towards the tent in question with a no nonsense attitude. Despite his gesture he continued moving, once in the tent he removed a few water bottles from his trunk and transfiguring a bowl for the dog, poured the water in and handed the other to Luna before putting one of the one empty bottles back in his trunk after refilling it. "I'll be right back," he said as he stepped out, tossing one of the bottles to Daryl.

"Carol," Harry called, as he moved towards the group, "Is there any food left?"

"I can make some?" Carol said immediately, he'd saved her daughter she owed him everything.

"Actually don't bother, it's near enough dinner time," Harry replied, he'd just give her something from his stash.

"There are plenty of cans of fruit?" Carol suggested she was in charge of the food so she would know.

"Sure," Harry nodded his agreement.

"Is there anything in particular she likes?" Carol asked, standing up.

"Do you have pumpkins?" Harry asked her with a secretive smile.

"Too many," Carol laughed, they were always left to last, with that she disappeared into the RV to get the cans.

"Who do you think you are? You can't just bring people here! They could be a danger! It's a risk we can't take!" Shane finally yelled out his frustration.

"So predictable," Harry groused, rubbing his forehead, "I'm too tired for this shit."

"I hate to say it but Shane's right," Lori said quietly, her fingers playing about with her pendant.

"So it's completely fine for your son to talk to strangers, but the second someone else comes here it's a danger and a risk we can't take?" Harry asked her sardonically, "You really need to make your mind up and stick to it, because statements like that are making you come across as simple minded." he told her honestly unable to curb his tongue he was feeling very frustrated - and she wasn't helping matters.

More than a few people had to purse their lips to stop themselves from reacting by snorting or laughing.

"As it stands, Luna is with me, we grew up together, moved here together before it got bad." Harry informed them with steely resolve. "If she is unwelcome then I am unwelcome. I have absolutely no problem in leaving if that's what it takes."

"What happened?" Beth asked gasping softly, assuming they'd been forced apart.

"Got separated, she was smart enough to know me, knew I would stay in the area, try to get to the safe base, but like me she was cut off way back before the quarry so she wouldn't have realized where I went. I couldn't go back for her, I ended up injured by the time I healed…there was no going back." Harry said loud enough for everyone to hear.

"And you found each other again?" Amy said, "Like Rick and Lori, its like fate," she added dreamily, still a young girl in many ways.

"It was pure luck," Harry nodded, trying to stop himself snorting; luck had nothing to do with it. She was just too damn stubborn and put herself in harms way to protect everyone. He ignored the fact he would have been the first one to do it of course, he could save everyone but when it came to his friends - he didn't want them following his example. Now she was here, vulnerable to the damn walkers, in a group of Muggles. Maybe he should actually just leave, it would be safer, and they wouldn't have to worry about not using magic or actually actively trying to keep it a secret. It wasn't a decision he could make lightly, he would need to work on it, the pros and the cons for the long run.

Rick went to protest that it wasn't necessary when Carol spoke; instead Rick glared at Shane this was becoming out of hand.

"This should be enough to tide her over until dinner," Carol said, handing over the small amount of food she'd scrounged up to give to Harry's friend Luna.

"Thank you," Harry said giving her a grateful smile, "She already has water though,"

"Do you want me to do that for you?" Carol gestured towards the squirrels and rabbits still hanging from his belt over his shoulder.

"No, I'm going to give the parts we don't eat to the dog, what's safe anyway, I'll do it." Harry informed her, handing the water back absently.

Carol accepted it back, her eyes automatically searching for her daughter and relaxed when she saw Sophia was playing with Carl. When she turned her attention back to Harry she found him already heading back to his tent as if a walker was on his tail.

Luna with her sword, Harry with his daggers and bow, the dog and Daryl with his crossbow fiddling with his arrow between his fingers in boredom were situated at the flimsy (when it comes to threats like walkers) farm gates, they would be able to see if anyone came upon them, they were safe to talk for now. Or at least Luna would be safe to talk since it would be her doing the talking. Merle came wandering up last, after having made sure one of the others were on duty.

"So what happened?" Harry asked, getting right to the point.

"We got a lot of videos from Jenner, and a huge amount of data that only Severus and Hermione could understand, but the gist of it is he thought the cure might have something to do with your blood." Luna said wincing at the end of the statement, knowing blood was a sensitive subject to all magical people, Harry more so than anyone else.

"Fuck that," Harry cursed, scowling in distaste as he began pacing and muttering under his breath his magic reacting to his mounting frustration.

The brothers watched Harry's reaction with confusion.

"If Harry's blood holds the cure to this…then it will be only magical people that can be saved, non-magical people cannot ingest magical blood…it can cause untold damage." Luna explained, seeing their looks. "That and expecting a wizard to give up their blood for any reason is an anathema."

"Why?" Daryl was the one to ask.

"Because it can be used for dark rituals," Luna replied, "Especially unwillingly given/donated blood."

"What exactly did he say? Could it just be because he's never seen magical blood before that he's mistaken it as something that can help?" Harry fired off, knowing even as he said it that it was a stretch. "I'm infected too, we're all infected,"

"What did you say?" Merle managed to get out while in shock.

"The virus it's airborne, we're infected, and when the next generation comes along they'll probably be infected too." Harry admitted tiredly, "Jenner told me, I meant to tell you but this is the first time we've actually spent any time away from the group to say anything." he had spent three days in the damn woods lost. "I think you already had an idea, both of you, I notice the way you'd look at the walkers."

"So that's what Jenner told officer friendly," Merle sneered, and he was keeping it from the group?

"I assume so, I have no idea I wasn't paying attention, and I was just trying to get the hell out of there before the CDC exploded." Harry shrugged. "What else?"

"Well word reached us that France was the last to hold out and that they were close to a cure, we have no idea how accurate it was. We have nobody that can get to the French CDC to get answers, or a way to get in touch with anyone from there." Luna explained.

"What about Fleur?" Harry paused in his pacing, "She's fast, smart and could have evaded those buggers, is there a chance she's still alive? Bill was the last time I was there, they could have been in France…I'll tell Hermione to use the galleon, hopefully one or both will have kept them."

"I kept mine," Luna said pulling out her necklace which had the fake galleon in the middle; it was just a keepsake from the war she had never used it since. With a little luck many others maybe had as well.

"Gold ain't useful now," Merle pointed out, even if he was confused by the term 'Galleon'.

"It's magical, we adapted it when we had secret meetings at school, its not really gold it's a duplicate," Harry explained, grasping a hold of the arrow Daryl was playing around with he muttered 'Gemino' and another arrow appeared exactly the same as the other, Daryl soon found out as he inspected them. "One's the original, ones fake, there's a way to magically show which one is, it's how you stop yourself from getting thoroughly done."

"There, guess we'll have to wait and see," Luna commented, putting it safely back within its confines of the pendant.

"Even if we get in touch with them…there's nothing we can do," Harry admitted, "Jenner said the French worked to the end, to the very end, while the American's shot at each other or killed themselves. If the French division is like the American one…the CDC there won't be standing…and there will be no way to get the information."

"Not true," Merle said shrewdly, "The CDC, all of them, reports to the boys in Washington DC, there might be something on the computers there."

"Huh," Harry muttered thoughtfully, "Alright, best we can do is send this information to Hermione, see what they come up with on their end." he just hoped they weren't going to ask him to go to Washington, he didn't know America he was blind here as it was, that and put a computer in front of him he wouldn't know what the hell to do - he'd never used one. He couldn't put a computer on never mind find the information. He knew he wouldn't say no though, the world was on its last legs. Him, a cure! No, Jenner must have made a mistake. He had a feeling things were about to get even more complicated.

It was, but not for the reason he thought, Shane was about to screw things for everyone.

First point this story is still on track, it's just a different point of view from what one normally sees in the series, but still with glimpse of what is going on. Second point what do I call the dog? It has to be something Harry would come up with like Hedwig...something unique and that will have people arching an eyebrow at him or something for his weirdness :D What do you think will happen if Rick hands the group his ultimatum like he did before? would harry remain quiet and take Rick's dictatorship? would Merle? if Harry up and left and split the group who do you think would follow him? judging alone by how they reacted in the series - Maggie wanted to leave would she gave gone without her father? Hershel wouldn't leave due to the fact Lori was pregnant and she needed him...so how would the group be divided? and if they did divide how long would the dividance last? R&R please