Walking Dead Wizard

Chapter 66

Luna's POV

Being inside while everyone was outside risking their lives felt so wrong to her, yet she did what she'd been asked - for the sake of the children. All the while praying and begging for everyone to be safe, especially Merle, Daryl and Harry. None of them would recover if anything happened to their brothers/loved ones. Closing her eyes briefly, worry squirming like a living thing in the pit of her stomach as Michonne closed the door behind her, all she saw was a pale Dale, steely resolved (especially after taking one look at the kids) with a gun in his hand watching the corridor in case anyone got inside.

Glancing at the kids herself, she saw Andre and Luke playing with toys unaware of the high tension in everyone. Patrick was sitting there his eyes abnormally large, worried about what was happening as well. Stiffening her spine, she straightened up, Harry wouldn't let anything happen to anyone, they would survive this, and they had to survive this.

"What's happening?" Lori asked, panting harshly, her face coated with sweat dried and new beading along her forehead. Her hands were clenching on the bed, trying to ride out the pain. Her brown eyes wide with fear, her husband and son were out there, and she was here without them giving birth - she was scared - but didn't want anyone to see that, she didn't want anyone to she couldn't do this.

Luna grabbed the cloth and rung it out a few times under the cold tap before bringing it back over to the woman. Wiping her face, cooling it down and getting rid of the sweat which was probably making her face itchy. "There are people outside, Harry and the others have gone to sort it out." she informed her, "Don't worry about it, Harry won't let anything happen to anyone if he can help it."

"Carl is just a child," Lori protested her face screwed up in pain, "He should be in here." there was a boy older than her son in here.

"Harry didn't see him or he would have made sure he was sent here with the others, even then there wasn't much he could do, he tried to get Rick to come back here. When that failed he told me to come up to make sure you weren't on your own, no offence Hershel." Luna added that bit quickly, realizing how it may have sounded.

"Oh, it's fine," Hershel said, brushing it aside he knew what Harry meant, he couldn't give her the comfort she needed and deliver the baby. He was grateful that Harry had the forethought to think of such a thing, it was just a shame that her husband didn't. Not that this should surprise him, Rick would use any excuse not to be near Lori these days, anytime she tried to talk to him he would the vicinity doing God knows what.

Lori grasped a hold of Luna's arm, "Thank you," Lori said, eyes half lidded as the pain momentarily stopped. She knew Luna probably wanted to be out there with her boyfriend and brother. If the situations were reversed she'd want to be out there with her husband and son, to at least make sure they were safe. Part of her wanted to tell Luna she was fine - to go to them - that she'd get through it, but she couldn't get the words out, she was in so much pain she just wanted someone here to distract her, it was selfish of her really, but she'd been so alone these past months even with Hershel discussing things with her.

"Its fine," Luna said patting her arm absently, wondering if she actually really meant it or if she was just saying things she felt she was expected to say. A year ago Lori would never have thanked anyone for anything; she just demanded things constantly, for example putting Glenn in danger by forcing him to go into town to get pills to abort her baby of all things. It was a dangerous world out there, if they had to go out it should always be an emergency or important. Apparently (she hadn't been there but Harry had) she hadn't even lifted a finger and raided the cars because it felt like 'stealing' the owners were dead! They'd had no need for supplies; they on the other hand needed everything they could get to survive the outbreak. A year of rough living would change everyone though.

Any further thoughts ceased abruptly as Luna lurched forward as the room shook on its very foundations causing cries of alarm from everyone in the room. Her heart thumping wildly, what the hell had happened? It was as though someone had cast a hell of blasting curse on the building.

"WHAT WAS THAT?" Lori cried out, terror coursing through her, her son and Rick's visage appearing in her minds eye, god she prayed they were okay. She'd never forgive Rick if something happened to Carl; he was too young for all this.

"Lori, you need to calm down, this stress is not good for either you or the baby, breathe in and out like we discussed," Hershel said getting the frantic woman's attention, breathing with her nodding calmly, soothing her. "That's it, and again," he said, doing the breathing exercise's with her. He was worried himself but he had full confidence in everyone to deal with it, or perhaps it was pure delusion, his daughters were out there and he definitely didn't want to think the worst. The men were extremely efficient, worked very well together (Harry and the Dixons) they'd been very professional getting them out of Terminus and into transport to get them back here. He saw no reason why that streak couldn't continue, for all he knew it wasn't the first time they'd defended the prison from others who sought it.

Luna watched them from where she was soothing Andre and Luke, unobtrusively she cast a shielding spell on the room, if they were hit again this room wouldn't be affected…although nothing should have been able to get through the wards, she didn't understand it. Something obviously had, something strong or devastating enough to cause the prison to shake on its very foundations. Biting her lip, she prayed if something else happened that her shield charm would hold if anything happened to those kids she'd never forgive herself.

Once the kids had been adequately calmed, she moved back over to Lori, wiping her brow absently, fidgeting restlessly. She really didn't like this; the urge to go outside and make sure everyone was alright was so strong. She was unsure how long it had been since they went out, each second felt like an hour to her if she was truthful. Then the quiet 'pop' 'pop' 'pop' stopped, the gunfire had ceased, she could hear voices quiet like, but as much as she strained she couldn't pick up whether it was her own people or the worse possible outcome - the enemy.

"Please, please tell me they're okay," Lori whispered hoarsely, her hair becoming even more untidy as she restlessly shook her head from side to side.

"We'll know soon enough," Luna whispered she hadn't felt this useless in her life; she was going to give Harry a piece of her mind for making her stay behind. She knew he was just trying to protect her but damn it she didn't want protected! She just wanted to know what the hell was happening. Forcing calm upon herself thinking about how the wizarding war had been a lot longer than this, spanning practically an entire year, she could wait this one out without freaking out. Harry had been in a lot of sticky situations and always came out on top, that wouldn't change; he's too smart for that. Merle had been through hell as well, shot multiple times, he always pulled through.

They had better be okay or she'd bring them back and give them hell! She thought wiping Lori's forehead, glancing at the kids to make sure they were fine. Andre and Luke seemed content, while Patrick was staring at the door with dread.

Hershel glanced at his watch as Lori tensed as another contraction hit, they were nowhere near close enough for her to begin pushing. He hoped it didn't last too long; Lori wasn't strong enough to endure a long labour. She was already exhausted and it wasn't even half way over with.

"Luna dear?" Hershel asked, from where he stood at the end of Lori's bed keeping an eye on things below.

"Yes?" Luna glanced at Hershel, removing the wet towel from a now quiet Lori. She didn't look good at all, she was much too pale.

"Can you get some water for Lori? She needs to stay hydrated," Hershel questioned, ice cubes would have worked best but they had to make do with whatever they could get. Considering he had everything else he could possibly need he wasn't going to think further on something simple as an ice cube.

"Sure," Luna said, finding some plastic cups still in their packets she removed one and filled it up, unobtrusively casting a spell on it to make sure it was as pure as it could be. She only filled it half way so it didn't end up spilled all down her chin. Quickly returning she stayed at that side instead of moving around.

"Here, try and drink a bit, not too fast though," Luna said, pressing the cup to her lips, she slowly but surely drank the entire thing before another contraction hit.

"Easy does it," Luna said, wiping her brow, she'd never seen anyone give birth; it was quite an experience if she was honest. One she wasn't sure she wanted to repeat. Given the state of the world she didn't think she would have to. People giving birth was probably going to be a seldom thing, although accidents happened. "What do you want to have? A boy or a girl?" she asked Lori trying to distract her.

"Healthy, just healthy," Lori wheezed, grasping a hold of Luna's hand, so grateful to have someone there. She didn't want to die alone, and that was her greatest fear, that she would die giving birth to this baby.

"Well, yes, everyone wants a healthy baby, but if you could choose, which one would you like?" Luna asked softly, most witches begged for a male heir, albeit it's only because they didn't want to have another child. Most pureblood's seemed to only be able to have the one child and they always wanted it to be a male to keep the family name going.

"I…I…well before the outbreak…I would have said I'd like a little girl," Lori admitted, Carl had always favoured his father, he was a daddy's boy, but she'd always longed for a girl to dress up, taking shopping, it would have been the perfect family, like she'd always wanted. Unfortunately things weren't ever going to be like that, Rick tried, she knew that, but he knew this baby was Shane's; she wasn't sure what was going to happen after.

"They're coming back in," Dale called from the closed door, causing both women to sag as utter relief swept through them, although Luna's relief remained while Lori felt another contraction hit her, her body stiffened as she cried out in pain. "Why did I think I could do this?" she sobbed, "I can't do this." her malnourished body was protesting heavily at the labour it was going through.

"You can, Lori," Hershel informed her strongly, squeezing her knees in comfort. "You can do this." his tone confident in her.

Luna narrowed her eyes when Merle appeared at the door; he looked as though he'd rather be anywhere else. No, she refused to believe anything had happened to Harry, not now. No, she hadn't been made the secret keeper, he was alive. Moving towards him her eyes filled with worry, "What happened?"

"It's Harry…" Merle murmured, "It's serious…" seeing Luna swaying dangerously close to passing out, he roughly added, "He needs potions," one second she was there the next she was gone, Hershel exclaimed in shock, eyes wide, not believing he'd seen what he had.

A few moments later she appeared with the trunk in her hand, Merle took it from her, "He's in the cafeteria," with that Luna bolted, and Merle followed her having no trouble keeping up even with the trunk. Leaving behind a dumbstruck vet and an oblivious Lori who had her eyes closed tiredly.

Daryl couldn't help but thank God for magic, exhaustion was crippling them all, Harry had fallen unconscious again while Luna hugged him, and Daryl knew he was close to succumbing to his own need for sleep his brother was no better off either. Spreading himself out on the floor, keeping Harry's head elevated on his legs. Taking comfort in the weight, he was almost asleep when he heard Andrea.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Andrea cried out, still standing stock still, wondering if there was something in the water causing them to hallucinate of if she really had seen what she did.

Merle carefully closed the trunk, before reaching down for Luna, "Get some sleep," he told them firmly, "We're all going to need it. He'll tell you later." it wasn't as if he could right now, seen as he was unconscious and Luna wasn't in any shape to tell them either. He would have told them himself but it wasn't his place. Hell a few of them were already sleeping by the looks of it..

Rick, Carl and Beth were sound asleep at the other side of the room.

"Let's go," Merle said, practically carrying Luna from the room until she began walking herself, even then he didn't let her go. "Yeh taken care o that?" he motioned to the dead body, waiting for an answer. He wasn't going to leave his brother or Harry vulnerable because some idiot forgot to nip reanimation in the bud.

"Shit," Andrea muttered wide eyed, realizing how stupid she had been, unsheathing her dagger she moved over to Chloe, she hadn't known the woman long, but nobody deserved to die under a pile of rubble. Silently apologising she drove the dagger home, stopping any reanimation, still cursing herself for being so lax. If anything had happened it would have been on her. It was a good job Merle had spoken otherwise it may have just happened.

Sophia moved out of her mothers hold, grabbing her sleeping bag and offering it to Daryl so his head wasn't on the floor. Carol took her hand again, her fingers clutched around her necklace, her cross pendant as her mind reeled. One by one they followed Merle's example, either going to their cells to sleep, or sleeping in the room too tired to move let alone trudge upstairs.

Despite all that had happened, each and every single one of them slept, even through the screaming, with the obvious exception of Dale, who had taken over from Luna and helping Lori. Hershel was obviously another one, and Lori herself.

Harry's green eyes fluttered open, staring at the ceiling in confusion, why the hell was he sleeping in the cafeteria? Realization soon dawned and Harry closed his eyes groaning silently. He'd used magic in front of everyone, Merlin, why did everything always go wrong? He'd just got the bloody guts to tell everyone about his abilities when his hand had been forced. Everyone had survived though, that was all he cared about, if they wanted to leave he couldn't force them to stay, he'd done all he could for them and they knew how to defend themselves. Part of him just wanted to go back to sleep, he wasn't looking forward to the accusations, the looks and the predictable disgust at what he was.

Opening his eyes again he looked around, trying to get his body to move, but he was drained, both physically and magically. He froze at the sight in front of him, Daryl was holding Lori's baby, his face was…expressive in a way Harry had never seen from him even in private. He had a bottle in his hand; he'd obviously been feeding him or her. The Moses basket had been brought in; Harry had to withhold the chuckle at the sight of the paper stuck at the bottom 'Lil-Asskicker' now that was definitely Daryl's doing or maybe Merle. Merlin help him, the sight was giving him fantasies he definitely shouldn't have in an apocalyptic world.

His heart jerked at the sight, could he have misread Daryl that day when he found the book? Seeing him now, he couldn't help but think he had. He didn't look like he didn't want kids; he almost had a smile on his face for Merlin's sake. It was bringing a smile to his own face despite the situation at hand. How long had he been asleep? He thought, as he sat up, noticing he was in a sleeping bag, it must have been put under him at some point. He was usually a light sleeper so it did alarm him that he'd been moved and not even stirred.

"What did she have?" Harry asked, rubbing his eyes, a yawn leaving his lips as he stretched a bit.

"A girl," Daryl said, making his way over carefully, "Called her Judith," Carl was the only one there except for them, Rick had asked them to give Lori and he some privacy, probably have a long overdue talk by the look of it.

"Where's everyone?" Harry asked resignedly, suspecting that he would be told they were packing up.

"Still sleeping," Daryl replied giving Harry a knowing look, "Want to hold her?"

"I better not," Harry said shaking his head, "I still feel a bit too weak and shaky." no amount of potions would help that either.

Daryl gave him a concerned look, but nodded with a grunt, not really surprised he didn't look right either.

"I'm going to shower and get changed," Harry heaved out a sigh as he slowly stood up, grasping a hold of the table beside him to make sure he didn't end up falling flat on his face. He could feel his legs shaking at the strain, maybe he could drown in the shower as well…get out of trying to explain magic to a bunch of folk who'd probably already made up their minds that he was the devil himself. Glancing down at his bare chest, the burn as well as the bullet wounds - even the arrow wound was gone. His t-shirt had been ripped open, bloody and absolutely no use anymore.

Half an hour later, Harry was feeling a bit better after showering and dressing in clean clothes, the dread hadn't left the pit of his stomach though. He'd thought about what to say to them while he showered, trying to come up with the easiest way to explain magic to the non-magicals. Regardless of whether he thought about it or not, he knew it wasn't going to be easy.

Stalking along to the cafeteria, the smell of food permeated the air causing his stomach to growl hungrily. Opening the door he stepped in, pausing as he looked around, absolutely everyone was sitting there, even Lori he noticed, beside her on the table next to the food was pain killers, she probably should be taking antibiotics as well, prevention was better than a cure, and if she ended up with an infection or septicaemia that would be a bit more tricky to cure. The urge to just step back out was strong, but no, he had to explain and hope for the best. His trunk was still where it had been left, wandering over to it, he changed the compartments and dug into the Muggle medical supplies they had until he found penicillin capsules.

"Here, you'll need to take these, just to make sure you don't end up with an infection," Harry informed her, his voice strong as always, "Pass them to your mum," he told Carl who was sitting near Daryl. They were quickly passed along as Mira moved in with a plate of food for him, she as well as the Dixon's were unaffected by the news having already known about it. Hershel opened the packet and took one out giving her a nod. She quickly swallowed it down with some water.

Harry sat down himself, carding his fingers though his hair and braiding it up, ignoring the fact nearly everyone was looking at him. Calmly eating his lunch? Dinner? He still didn't even know what time it was or how long he had slept. It didn't take long to consume the bowl of stew that Mira had cooked for everyone. It was tinned food, not bad but fresh stew was better. "I guess you all want to know what happened?" Harry said giving the bowl a shove so it could put his elbow on the table gazing back at them shrewdly, mentally wondering which ones would accept him and who would not.

Rick watched everyone around him, refraining from smirking, it was going to be much easier to gain control of the prison than he first thought. He could see how betrayed they all felt, how worried they were for what the hell Harry was. He'd stepped up while Harry was out of it, a few suggestions here and there and they'd all done it - they still responded to his leadership even after all the time apart.

"YES!" Andrea was the one to loudly exclaim what everyone was thinking. If what the others were saying was true he had destroyed a bloody tank with some sort of weird lightening from a piece of wood. Although honesty that wasn't what had her curious, she'd seen him heal from two bullet wounds within seconds without even a scar leftover as evidence. It had looked like water in that small glass container, but it obviously wasn't.

Harry smirked at her, she'd always been one of the more impatient women he'd met, and she was a bit of a perfectionist. "Magic," he told them, "Real, wand waving, magic."

"My God!" Hershel whispered his hand on his heart.

"Not quite, I can turn water into wine, probably can't walk on water though," Harry said sardonically.

"Now you tell me," Merle grumbled, but his lips were twitching, he grunted when Luna elbowed him though.

Harry grinned and threw Merle an amused look, which was promptly wiped off when someone spoke.

"Magic isn't real!" Jimmy blurted incredulously, "Even bloody Magicians can't do magic! It's just trickery and deceit."

Luna twitched where she sat, her eyes narrowing in on him barely refraining from gritting her teeth, magical people DID not like to be referred to as magicians. It was very insulting, to magic, to her people, to her. "Magic is real, at least for me and Harry," Luna explained. "What you saw was Harry using a blasting curse on that tank to save all our lives."

"And no, we didn't do some sort of sacrificial ritual to gain our magic," Harry stated, not perturbed by Jimmy's words. "We were born with it, it does not make us evil or unnatural, just different." knowing what they would be thinking better than Luna.

"Then why did you keep it a secret?" Jimmy accused them.

"What was that stuff that healed you so quickly?" Amy asked, at the same time as Jimmy spat his vicious words. She wasn't scared, she just wanted to know more…magic, she'd never dreamed it existed, plus the dead were out there walking about, how could she really be surprised by anything anymore?

"I would like to know that as well," Hershel admitted, utterly fascinated by the prospect of something so potent.

"Luna used Phoenix tears to heal me, they come from a phoenix, their tears have immense healing powers they are capable of healing the most severe injuries, even if that person is on the brink of death." Harry turned to explain it to Amy, momentarily ignoring Jimmy knowing he was not going to accept it, not from the way he was acting. "Originally I had kept them because I wanted to test the theory on whether they could cure anyone of being bitten and infected, fortunately none of us have been…even then I wouldn't want to risk your lives by testing it." that caught their attention to say the least.

"Why didn't you tell any of us?" Andrea questioned, without any heat behind it, she was hurt yes, but she wasn't accusing him of anything. She was still trying to understand the reality she was now living in where magic existed.

"Didn't you trust us?" Oscar asked, utterly bewildered, trying to get his head around the fact he'd been living with someone who had magic. "Daryl and Merle knew too, didn't they?"

Harry shifted, he hadn't expected this at all, and they looked more hurt that he hadn't told them than scared of him that hadn't fitted into his equation at all. "It had nothing to do with trust," Harry eventually said, every single way he'd saw this conversation hadn't included this, so he was feeling a little of kilter. "You all know how my childhood was…I didn't say a lot but it was surely enough to put the pieces together."

"What do you mean?" Carol spoke up for the first time, her catholic upbringing fighting with her feelings for Harry and how safe he'd kept them. The bible denounced magic, you shall not suffer a witch to live, it was said to be evil, but Harry wasn't evil, he had risked his own life to save her daughter, evil didn't do good deeds like that.

Harry stood up pinching the bridge of his nose as he paced back and forth his brow furrowed. "Alright, I'll give you a rundown on magic, so listen up; I don't want to repeat myself. Magic is in our DNA, it's the essence of who we are." he told them, stopping his pacing as he faced them, "I am the son of a Muggle-born witch, and a pureblood father, my mum was the only magical child in what appeared to be a normal family, but somewhere in the family there had to have been someone with magic it just lay dormant until my mum came along. My father came from a long line of wizards and witches."

"My parents were both pureblood's, they are all magic wielders," Luna explained, "As Harry said we aren't evil, just like all of you, it's our actions that decide whether we are good or bad."

"Sometimes children are born without the ability to use magic, but it lies within their DNA, which means they could have a magical child," Harry continued, "They are called Squibs, not a very flattering term I know, Mira is from a magical family, her grandparents could use magic, but her father didn't have the ability nor does she…her child might." he could see they understood what he was getting at, for that he was thankful.

Mira gave a nod when everyone glanced sideways at her, letting them know that Harry was indeed telling the truth. Shrinking just a tad at their intense looks, how could Harry bear it?

"I wasn't telling lies when I told you my parents died when I was a baby, I grew up with my mother's sister, her husband and my cousin. Despite the fact my aunt knew about the magical world, having grown up with a sister who had the ability…she didn't take kindly to having me under her roof. She was jealous and envious of my mum, she wanted to be magical at one point, but that desire turned to hatred and disgust, and she took it out on me." Harry said grimly, lifting up his shirt showing his scarred back, glancing at Jimmy who flushed an unattractive red and slouched down in his seat. "It's not been in my experience that people react well to the news, Daryl and Merle were the only exception."

"Show us!" Sophia said, grinning widely, not at the least scared or worried, Harry moved unobrtusively so she didn't see it. "Show us some magic!"

Harry flicked out his wand, watching everyone closely, trying to gauge their reactions, without a word he pointed his wand at Sophia's empty cup, an orange light shot out and transformed it into a white Ferret. Sophia, Andre, Luke and Carl shrieked gleefully, while Patrick and everyone else gaped in awe at the display. Unable to deny the irrefutable proof that magic was indeed real - although most were already on their way to belief. Sophia scooped up the transfigured animal, and the kids began stroking it, huddling together while the dogs tried to sniff it.

"I didn't have to tell Merle and Daryl about magic this way," Harry admitted, "I accidentally landed in their way while they were hunting, ended up with an arrow through my body for that." absently touching it where the phantom pains stirred in remembrance. "Despite that they took me in and healed me,"

"Did you use magic to find Sophia?" Carol asked quietly.

"No, magic has its limitations, food cannot be conjured, the dead cannot be brought back to life…well in a manner of speaking," Harry explained wishing to get that ingrained in their minds. "You took such good care of her that I didn't ever fear that she might get lost, I had to find her by tracking her footprints like Daryl and Merle taught me. Magic can be used to call upon magic; it can also be used to track someone if you put a tracking charm on them, like I did with Carl."

"How dare you use your magic on my son!" Rick snapped irately.

"If I hadn't you and your group would be dead right now," Harry said bluntly, sitting back down, that shut him up. "In fact your son might have already been bitten and turned at the farm. I sensed the danger he was in while he was throwing stones at a walker while winding it up because of your bullshit and inability to look after your son I had to go and save him from it. I don't know how many times I actually stopped him from wandering off. He spent more time in the four months after the outbreak started with me, Dale or Carol while your wife thought she was being subtle." which she hadn't everyone in the goddamned camp knew about the pair of them.

Rick sat back mutinously.

"If it's any consolation, I did plan on telling you all, this…mess just forced my hand, I wanted to ease you into it, help you see that magic wasn't bad or evil, to show you that it can make our lives easier…better." Harry sighed tiredly, "I understand if you'd rather not associate with someone like me. Those of you who don't can stay here."

"You ain't got an evil bone in your body," Merle scoffed at the thought, not everyone risked their own lives to save people, he did, constantly. Daryl nodded grimly in agreement with his brother, anyone that didn't come well it was on their own head - they didn't deserve Harry's protection.

"What does that mean?" Sophia questioned, abandoning the Ferret in favour of finding out what Harry meant, her eyes wide and fearful, "I don't want you go!" she protested, grabbing a hold of him as if she could stop him.

"I've been doing up a safer place one that has the full protection of magic behind it, impenetrable by both people and walkers, it can easily house hundreds of thousands of people. It has houses, barracks, schools, an airport, bowling alleys…a church, shops…it's a civilisation onto itself." Harry explained, absently patting Sophia's back soothing the worry she was feeing. He didn't want to leave her either, but unfortunately it was all down to Carol, whether she could accept him despite what her bible said. "There's also a lot more land, I'm planning on hitting as many hardware stores and garden centres and getting absolutely everything I can and planting it. Grains, rice and everything in-between, the more we have the better we…those who come will be in the long run. There are even stables there, hopefully, we can get it filled, but the two we have will do for now…they'll have a proper place to sleep where it's dry and warm."

Harry stood up, he needed to get some fresh air, perhaps a cigarette while he was at it and investigate the damage done to the building see whether he could fix it but later…his magic needed time to replenish. As always Anubis followed him until he paused. Harry paled when he saw the covered body, his eyes quickly scanning back over the people in the room before realization struck. Pain filtered over his green eyes for all to see, swallowing thickly, he turned back around kneeling down, "Be at peace, I'll take care of Luke and Patrick for you, I promise." he murmured softly to the dead body, he'd host a service for her soon.

Just as he was about to leave the room, he turned back to them and spoke once more, "If you do come with us, then you must accept magic wholly, for I will not tolerate any hatred, disgust or anger breeding in your hearts, it does horrible things to everyone." Harry said, his green eyes glimmering sadly.

With that, both man and dog disappeared outside.

"As Merle told yeh in the CDC Harry might not have looked like much but he's the difference between you lot surviving and dying," Daryl said seriously, kicking his chair back quieter than normal before he followed his boyfriend outside. Luna and Merle quickly left to join them, he'd just recovered he shouldn't be on his own.

"Harry isn't any different just because you've learned he has magic, he's the same person who's kept us all safe and nearly at the expense of his own life. He's the most honorable trustworthy person you'll ever meet, a hero," Mira said to the silent room, before she too let the room, it was time to pack up, whether the others went or not, she had every intention of joining him. She would miss some of the others, truly, but she knew Harry would keep them safer, although Andre would be the hardest to leave behind, she loved that little boy like he was her own, unfortunately, he wasn't hers, and it was up to Michonne.

Rick scoffed derisively, not believing that for a minute, "You're not seriously thinking about it, are you? He's lied to you this whole entire time!"

Hmm, well there's the next chapter for you to enjoy...I hope you do enjoy it I don't know what to make of this chapter mysef...it feels anticlimactic...maybe I didn't have enough people thinking badly of magic or interrupting him... or not enough negative comments...I don't know oh well if I figure it out it's easily enough to change :) you'll see more reactions the next time from everyone...but who will agree with Rick? Will he end up with only one or two people on his side? Will Lori accept magic wanting as close as a normal life for her son and daughter? forcing him to go along with them? Will Jimmy be able to accept it? Will Carol and Hershel be able to accept magic? Or will they be overly curious once they get over the shock of it? With a desire to know everything they can in a curious manner? Will Harry begin helping the Muggle-born and Half-blood's that are all over America with the book? having magic and Muggle co-exist in his Pandora Sanctuary? R&R please