The Death Curse(Harry Potter and the Cursed Child & The Walking Dead Crossover)

The Time-Turner

Disclaimer: I do not own either The Walking Dead or Harry Potter. I do not earn money with it. Just for fun. So enjoy! Hope you like it! Booyah!

The first 4 chapters are based on Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. The succeeding chapters revolves around The Walking Dead. Will they accept somebody in their group who isn't as normal as they are? Or will they feel unsafe with magic that they can't comprehend?... Uhm, let's see...Enjoy!
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It has been three months now since Albus Severus Potter and Scorpius Malfoy went to their last trip to Hogwarts to study witchcraft and wizardry. It's still clear in Albus's mind the loving faces of his parents, Ginny Weasly and Harry Potter while saying goodbyes in the platform 9 3/4. Ugh, the thought of his father, it makes his heart twist in pain. He feels guilty for his stubbornness, for his hatred that started to rise since he was sorted to  Slytherin house. He was frustrated for being Harry Potter's son, he can't stand in the pressure heap by being his son and hiding in the shadow of his multi-talented slash know-it-all brother, James Sirius Potter. Unlike him, everybody loves James and see him as the brightest student and a great Quidditch player like their father. But him, what is he good at? He can't even make a broomstick fly.

Well..

At least he is a great potion master, as to what his bestfriend Scorpius says.

But what now? Because of his stupidity, his thirst to prove his father wrong, he was tricked by this Delphi to steal the Time-Turner to bring Cedric Driggory back. Who could have imagined, she turned to be Voldemort's daughter to Bellatrix Lestrange.

"Idiot! " he muttered to himself.

What now? He screwed the timeline. Many lives were taken, including muggles', everyone, for what cause? Cedric might be alive now, but also Voldemort had risen from the dead which shouldn't be. They don't know how, maybe he didn't die after all. Poor professor Longbottom, he was struck by Avada Kadavra before he has to kill Nagini.

"Don't blame yourself Al,"

He turned to Scorpius, like him, every part of his body was covered with dirt and blood. He already learned his important lesson. MEDDLING TIME IS THE WORST THING A WIZARD LIKE THEM COULD DO. There's a reason why there were rules in using the time-turners.  It shouldn't be invented in the first place.

"It's all my fault!" Albus looked down with great shame.

"We're together in this Al. It's not only yours, it's mine too."

He looked at him. He knows, he is the one who dragged Scorpious in this mess. Even at the very beginning, he spoke with reason, for them supposedly not to use the time turner, that bad things might happen for meddling with time yet he never listened. He made him do this with him. To disobey his father, Draco Malfoy. And now they are trapped! In this world, with death everywhere! Where the inhabitants of this planet don't belong to the living nor the dead. What would they do now? With one soul to spare, everyone is gone!

Tears started to pour down from his eyes, as if it will reset all his mistakes or will let him wake up in this nightmare.

"I'm lost! This isn't supposed to happen. This isn't my plan!" He struggles with his tears to not let anyone see that he is weak, but failed. He cried with great regret.

He's 14 years old after all.

"OUR plan!" corrected by Scorpius, "As I told you, we're together in this mess. We planned it, we did it. Don't be too hard with yourself, Al, we might've made a mistake but this isn't the end. I know it, we will find a way. "

He looks at his eyes. They are at the same age but Scorpius seems more mature than him. He is full of determination. Though he can see that like him, he is scared too. What has he done to have a friend like him? Out of all the people that should be angry at his life, it should be Scorpius. No one had cared for him nor bothered to know him. Him being in a family of Death Eaters or for being rumored as Voldemort's son, people are always eyeing him like he could devour them alive. They treated him like a monster that if they touch him, they can be infected as well. But he was never bothered. He doesn't care what others think of him as long as he knows himself. He didn't even expect that a son of Harry Potter, childhood sworn enemy of Draco Malfoy, would want to hang out with him. It might be the best day ever, having someone to share memories with, or someone to understand and accept you while others don't.

"If we find your father, we might stand a chance. We might correct what we've done. I know it! It's our last choice! It must be!" Scorpius still cling to this last resort. Atleast, it gives them hope. Maybe, Harry Potter could give them an answer to this almost dying world. Maybe, the reason for his disappearance in this time line because he's up to something. Maybe, he's just buying time. Or maybe, they're just making themselves believe that there is still hope.

And again, he felt another ache in his heart upon remembering his dad. All he could do now is blame himself, if only he let his father into his heart, if he let him understand his frustrations, if only he opened up with him, or didn't run out of anger, this might not have happened, but Scorpius is right. Blaming oneself could do nothing but desperation. He might be the key to undo this nightmare and bring everything to normal. He hopes Scorpius' theory is right. To do must have to be done. To kill the Dark Lord. But where is he now?

Since Delphi revealed herself to be the daughter of Voldemort and forced them to use the time turner with her to be back in time during the third task to humiliate Cedric Driggory and spare his life, though they refused to do so, and reasoned that the prophecy doesn't need to be done, an idea had formed in her mind, she used the time turner again and destroyed it. It happened so fast that they were like being engulfed between darkness and just a matter of seconds they landed in a time wherein everyone is dying but not completely for they are rising again with no signs of life in their eyes. Like inferis of the wizarding world. But unlike them, fire can't kill them like what they had known. What might had Delphi done for the world to turn like this?