There will be no pairing in this Fic so don't worry.

Warning: Zombies and the stuff that Zombies do.

Chapter 1

Harry laid there in the grass as his body repaired whatever killed it before. It's just one of those thing's about being Death. This was the third time Harry had been reborn as it where since he regained his memories of being death. His first life after being Harry Potter was as Dean Winchester, a hunter and supposedly Micheal the arch angels vassal, the second as Edward Elric an alchemist.

All the little things started making sense after he realized who he truly was. Why he was a parselmouth, snakes spoke Deaths language, if you thought about it like that it made sense. Why Dementor's kept bothering him, they wanted to offer him the souls they caught. Why he was never really bothered by death, his Parents, Sirius, Cedric, and others died because of him, but other then showing the emotions that others wanted from him he hardly felt anything from it. He killed a man at the age of eleven and was treated like a hero for it. Really who tell's a kid its okay to kill someone or that they deserved it in some way just cause they where "evil". The more he thought about it the more he realized the truth.

Dumbledore was just using him for what reason he didn't know at the time.

Because he had a bit of Voldemort's soul inside him that meant he had to die. Harry did everything he needed to, to defeat Voldemort. He let him self die which unlocked the block making him realize who he really was.

Three days later he started his life anew as Death. He got in touch with the reapers and started in on all that freaking paperwork. Just cause he felt like it made sure Fred had a second chance, no point in letting his friends die for nothing. Fred was the only one he could spare because he was a twin he wasn't considered dead like a non-twin would have been. Twins are considered one soul that share a body between them.

Was a little awkward when he crashed the funeral for Fred and opened the coffin. Harry had forgot that Fred was to be buried that day. Molly was so relived that Fred was alive she didn't bother questioning how that was.

Harry ended up marrying Ginny and having three kids only one of which was his. The one he didn't get to name. Albus was his only biological child and Harry cared for him deeply. Ginny died the same day as Al went off to Hogwarts seems her lover was upset to find out she was married. Harry had known it would happen that day her name appeared in his death book sometime that morning.

Harry ended up a single dad taking care of three kids. As they grew older and Albus started Reaping they both noticed Albus not aging like the others. He was quite short for his age. Turns out as Death's son Albus ended up being immortal as well.

Sort of as his mortal body could die but it wouldn't happen for a really long time. And like Death himself he would retain his memories with every new life.

James was the first of his children to die. He had been killed by a muggle the pathetic creature dared to shoot him while he had been in the muggle world. James had a muggle girlfriend the little bitch hired the man to kill James she had thought he was cheating on her so she killed him. Harry had great fun torturing them both till he allowed them to die and even then their torture hadn't stopped, will never stop.

His sweet little Lily died an old woman with many children and grandchildren fully content with her life. He had dropped her off on the wheel of life to be reborn again.
Al was happy working on the ferry helping souls cross to their next great adventure.

Hermione tried to kill him when she figured out he was Death. Sadly he had no choice but to put her down. Hermione was one of those muggle-borns that thought because she lived in modern times she was better then the wizards who still lived like it was the middle ages. Because of muggle-borns magic wasn't getting the nourishment it needed to thrive. It was slowly starving to death and hardly anyone cared.

Harry made sure to pay tribute every day not just on holidays. It was slow going but whole family's were being blessed again by adding new gifts that magic herself gifted them with.

The memories put him out for a while, a few days at least. As his mind absorbed everything that happened so far from his life and the life of his body. He learned that he was female, 12, and had red hair. He knew from experience his eyes would be green, they would always be green.

His name was Sophia Peletier she and her dad were killed by... Walker's?

Just great! Of course he would wake up in a world over run by Zombies that's just his luck.

After the additional freak out where he went i'm a girl , i'm a girl Harry started walking back to were the memories said the group was. It would be nice to have a Mom again, Harry could admit he liked being taken cared of. On the way she (as to call him self a he would get to weird and confusing.) came across a campsite. Finding a backpack she used the enlargement spell to make it bigger on the inside and the feather light spell so it wouldn't be so heavy.

Searching the site she found lots of stuff. Most of it junk but you never know when junk will come in handy so she took it all. Seems they thought they could wait it out in the woods. Sure good idea if they had bothered to fortify there camp. Going to an out of the way place just means there will be no one there to help you when you need it.

Food and water, blankets and other things, pots and pans, just a whole lot of stuff and even a generator. For weapons she got a few gun's and rifles even a shotgun and a whole lot of ammo.

It's always best to be prepared.

Harry didn't like guns, but even she knew it was stupid to turn away a weapon. Before she left the campsite she found a couple of bikes the all terrain kind. Shrinking all but one she put them in her bag.

"This would be faster." Was her thought before getting on the bike.

She made it back to the road, but everyone was gone. She thought about waiting but didn't want to be held back by them. As nice as it was to have a Mom again she had no idea where they went. She chose to leave a note letting them know she was alive and maybe they would meet up again someday. Taking the supplies meant for her, she left.

Every time Harry came across a dead body that stayed dead she would pat it down. Never know what you could find.

One gift Harry had that she didn't use often was the Dementor's kiss. Yes, she as death could steal souls and use them for nourishment. Best thing she gained knowledge from each soul she took. Though she didn't use the gift often. It seemed like cheating somehow.

Harry traveled for days on her own she even came across a small black pup that reminded her of Sirius. She spent the day making protective runes on the collar she found for him before putting it on him. Early the next morning they set out to the great unknown.

A few days later they came across a gated community, Padfoot followed her as she walked the perimeter making sure it was secure. It was.

Carving runes into the outer wall took the better part of a week but soon no infected would ever be able to get inside. Any infected inside would already be paralyzed and easy to deal with. The runes would target the nerves system locking the body up and downing it long enough to be dealt with. At least that's the plan.

Harry took down the sign saying ALL DEAD INSIDE! and prepared herself for a deep cleaning.

The runes worked.

All the 'Walkers'? Is that what they're called? Are paralyzed. That's good Harry would rather work with runes then use her own magic. Without a proper source to channel the magic it makes her tired and being sleepy in this world could be dangerous.

As she was dragging the body's to the fire pit she had made earlier she couldn't help but wonder what the hell happened for the dead to rise. They didn't even pay attention to the rules of what a zombie was. For one thing you needed to destroy the brain even if the head had been removed. That made no sense severing the spine should be all you need to do to put them down, but you have to go all out with these ones.

It's so creepy and really starting to freak her out. It must be some kind of disease if it was magic the body's would have turned to dust when the runes activated.
If she treated it like an infection maybe she could come up with a vaccine? Would she care to? Something to think about.

The soul's are trapped in their host's. Harry couldn't believe someone would dare to trap souls. Would dare to defy her will. It took everything Harry had to remain calm. This settled it for her she had to save them, souls fall under her domain as Death she made sure that all souls moved on to their next great adventure.

Destroy the body release the soul after this she would make sure to burn any corpse's she came across.

THE BARN:

After Sophia disappeared things starting going down hill. Carl was not taking her disappearance well she was his best friend and the only other kid in the group. Beth was closest to him in age now but not close enough for her to want to play.

Something was going on between Mom, Dad and Shane and Carl hated that they were treating him like some kind of little kid. They didn't get it yet that he couldn't be a kid anymore that he died or almost died. Carl understood better then the rest besides his dad probably, how short their lives really are.

Shane hasn't been himself lately not since dad came back. Shane was the leader so for dad to take over must have hurt.

The Barn had walkers in it, Carl's not sure how he felt about that. Shane was wrong to do what he did this wasn't their land and if the Greene's weren't done grieving it wasn't up to him to make them face the fact their loved ones are dead.

Rick didn't know what to do Lori was pregnant and he knew it wasn't his. Lori and him didn't sleep together since before he went into that coma. They were having problems for a while now and he wasn't sure how to handle this. Shane, he had to talk to Shane, his brother would know what he should do.

The fact it was most likely Shane's baby, he was surprisingly okay with. Shane he could trust. Lori not so much, but if she made him happy then he was okay with it.
While he agreed that the walkers were dangerous this wasn't their land and Shane shouldn't have done what he did. Rick wasn't sure he had what it took to kill either Shane, Lori or Carl he knew Shane could but Rick wasn't as strong as Shane.

He couldn't turn his nose up to the Greene's it was that kind of thinking that made him go to the CDC. He realized that they were no longer people but he could understand that others weren't ready to understand that just yet. Every one had the right to move on at their own pace.

Sophia was alive she left a note telling them she tried to wait but she had to move on, she hoped they could one day meet up again. Carol was so happy that she was alive she started training with the others and was becoming quite good with a gun.

Rick had no idea what to do with the kid but he considered taking him with them. The boy wouldn't make it out there on his own and he sure as hell would not become one of those men that killed just because he could.

Before they left he would have to talk to Shane and clear the air. If he cared for Lori he could have her.

Didn't take long to find him he always did love horses.

'Shane we need to talk.' Started Rick.

'I don't want to talk, just leave me alone Rick.'

'I know the baby is your's and i'm not mad. Your my best friend, my brother and if she had to be with anyone i'm glad it was you. You thought i was dead I know, but you still barricaded my door and i believe that is the only reason I am still alive.'

'How did you know that was me?'

'Because I trust you to have my back and always be there for me even in death.'

'I'm sorry... so.. so sorry.' Shane cried. How could he even think such things about his brother, his best friend he needed to find a good out lit for all this pent up anger. He vowed not to let his temper get away from him again.

Rick wasn't fool enough to believe this would fix every thing but it was a start.

Sophia was alive and out there all on her own. Carol was glad she had this letter telling her Sophia was alive and well but she would rather have her daughter.
So long as there was breath in her lungs she would never stop searching.

I will find you Sophia.