A/N.

I don't own Harry Potter or The Walking Dead.

Otis called back Dumbledore, who summoned Dale from his holding cell. Dumbledore and the dark duo escaped into the night, abandoning the battle with no major blood shed.

The three celebrated, but Dale's mood soured fast. He even approached Dumbledore when Otis was out hunting for a dinner opossum.

"I know what kind of man you are" he warned, holding a machete to Dumbledore's neck, causing beads of blood to appear. Just then Otis returned, and Dale pretended to be normal.

Dale grumbled and muttered darkly as he vacuumed to avoid listening to Otis and Dumbledore make love to the sound of jungle music.

A nude Dumbledore waddled his way to the refrigerator to get some beer. He caught sight of Dale glaring at him.

"I don't why you have to be such a grouch there's plenty of room for you too Dale sweetey, come on its party time" Dumbledore whispered in a whinnying croak.

Dale growled before putting his Milton mask on.

"I was with Otis before the outbreak, we were the Dark Duo, feared throughout the land, I don't care about your greater good, you capturing Harry Potter, or Voldemort" Dale yelped, spraying the headmaster with bits of tuna.

"Get out Dale, be gone!" Otis roared as he comforted the weeping headmaster, who shot Dale a smug look.

"It's okay sugar cube, Otis is here" Otis simpered as he carried Dumbledore to the master bedroom.

Dumbledore had already asked Otis to come back to Britain with him and teach muggle studies. Otis agreed, and the two would be going back right after they caught Harry. From there, they would return to Britain, quarantine and wait for the outbreak to thin Voldemort's numbers, administer Otis's vaccine to the light, lead Harry to be killed by Voldemort, and then take down Voldemort. Dumbledore had also encouraged Otis to ditch Dale, calling him dead weight, Otis agreed!

Otis lit some candles and the two got to work, needless to say, they would be sleeping in.

Dale went to his room and wept as he listened to the walls shake all night. At 2 in the morning, the shaking, panting, and moans stopped, Dale snuck into the room for some revenge.

It was storming out, and a clap of thunder woke Dumbledore, the flash of lighting lit up the room, revealing Dale, wearing his Milton mask and holding his weed eater.

The two took off as Dale gave chase, his weed eater reving menacingly. Dumbledore then remembered he was a wizard and shkt a high powered tickle charm at Dale incapacitating him. Otis took away his skin mask and weed eater, before bringing him home and locking him in the attic.

Meanwhile Woodbury.

Molly, Ron, and Ginny were strategically placed around Woodbury. Using magic, Molly amplified her voice, vibrating the foundations of buildings.

"Harry dear, we are here to take you home. Your friends Ron and Hermione ,as well as your wife Ginny are worried about you, you can't just walk out on your family, come out and all will be forgiven, although we will probably have to kill Hagrid for ruining the wedding" Molly said sweetly.

"You won't be taking anyone who doesn't want to go, so why don't you just go" said Martinez as he held a pistol to Molly's head. Molly had been snuck up on, this was not good!

"That's right, it's over we know all about how you Weasley's operate, now where are the others, we know you Weasley's like to travel in packs." Martinez shouted before being blasted back my Ron.

"Mum let me finish him" Ginny whined

"Oh okay dear, but no magic outside school until you're seventeen" Molly said indulgently.

Ginny gave a predatory grin as she recovered her drill bit from her utility belt.

"Please no, awww!!!" Martinez screamed as Ginny drilled into his head splattering the family with brain and blood.

"Kids dinner" Molly said simply.

The Governor cursed as he saw the Weasley's kill and eat one of his best men, in front of his walls. Where were all these people coming from?