Darkest between life and unlife

HP/Walking Dead

Writer: Darksider82

Beta: Wingedseerwolf

"Chatting"

"Thoughts"

XXXXV: Not stayin' 'ere

Harry woke up. This time he was stripped to his undergarments and this time he was belted by his wrists, ankles, knees, elbows, chest and mouth. He felt a pressure and the mouth restraint came free.

"What is this? My proctology team? Where's the posh spice?" Said Harry, looking confused.

"We want the truth." Harry slumped, it was the boss of the place Dawn.

"Or what?"

"We starve you."

Harry shrugged "I'll live…Besides I need the loo."

"Not until you answer…EEEWWW!" Screeched one of the entourage. Harry had just opened his bladder.

"Told you. Now I can't tell you anything because I don't know what you're asking."

"Who are you? Where is your group? Supplies? We want you to join us. With us leading…"

"Hadrian James Potter. Somewhere. More than you. Fuck no and hell fucking no. We'd kill you."

Dawn looked at him in venomously "Why?"

"You've had a cushy start living in this hospital, ambling around the city, going for little picnics etc. I've been travelling, seeing the devestation this disease has caused. Stood six walkers deep in the middle of the highway casually butchering them to stop them from getting my sister and fiancée…I've put men and women down like dogs because they've tried to kill us."

Dawn nodded "What happened to my men?"

"Dead. Not like you liked or miss them." Harry replied as he flexed his fingers, the straps were loosening, the perspiration was allowing him more flexibility.

Dawn smirked at him "What makes you think that?"

Harry smirked "Trust me. I'm good at reading people. How about this. Let me go and I promise not to slaughter every living person here?"

Dawn snorted "That is a very bold claim…Now we've bantered tell us who you are." With that she strode over to a table and pulled a cloth off revealing a set of extremely sharp medical tools.

Harry's breathing sped up as he knew what was going to happen "What do you want?"

Dawn grinned "Your seeming to be co-operative. Thing is we're running low and its getting hard to run this place. So I'm doing this to help you. Where are your group?"

(Rick et al.)

"You're in the memorial hospital. Guarded by about three hundred Walkers. Should have been fifty but Harry screwed something up. The hospital also has at least twenty to thirty armed police correct?" Asked Rick pointedly.

Dean and Seamus nodded "Correct. Harry's most likely in what was the radiology department because that's where unco-operative or new people are placed. It is also the questioning room."

Rick nodded "Why would Harry be there?"

"Probably pissed off the boss and now he's going to be winding them up. So as long as he carries on doing that we've got less people to deal with."

Katie shook her head "I'm going to kill him."

Rick shook his head "Everyone get in the cars and let's get going."

(Harry)

Harry gasped, the torturers had left for now, and he wasn't going to let them break him. God those scalpels hurt. He was definitely going to bring this place down.

"Alohamora!"

Harry smirked as his arms came free, he extended his hand and his wands jumped into his hands. He popped his neck. It was time for him to go to work.