Dark Secrets (Harry Potter and Walking Dead Fanfiction)

Silent Nights

Disclaimer: I do not own either The Walking Dead or Harry Potter. Just for fun.  Hope you like it.  Enjoy!

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He needed to do it fast. He needed to get out from here. Wasting more time was not an option. He knew he had no reason to feel this way, they were living in peace now. All the wizards who gone dark were thrown in Azkaban. Everything went to normal since then.

But….

The silence didn't seem real. It gave him an unexplained feeling of fear. As the Master of Death, he sensed that a great storm was coming.

“What are you doing Harry?”

He froze….. he looked at the angelic beauty next to him. He stared at her for a few seconds.

Ginny Weasley’s face went red and looked down. It was not the first time though, she felt embarrassed every time Harry Potter stares at her, at her naked body.

Harry chuckled. She was really cute when she was awkward.

The goddess in front of him, what else can he ask for? He went to her and gave her a hug. Having Ginny in his arms, gave the comforting feeling that everything would be okay. How he wished, they would be together in marriage.

"You're so beautiful, Ginny Weasley." he whispered as he pressed her soft lips with his. The smell of the aroma and sweetness of her breath sent shivers to his spine. 

“I love you so much,” He gave her a passionate kiss like there's no end.

Ginny didn't see it coming but she returned the kiss as she begun to feel the heat from Harry's hand on her breast. Her body still ached from the love they'd shared a while ago, but she was willing to submit herself whenever Harry needed it. She moaned as she felt the pleasure that her mate was giving her, it consumed them both.

She was about to climax when she felt the tears that poured down Harry's cheeks.

"I'm sorry, I can't…" then Harry moved and sat on the chair next to them.

"What's wrong? " Ginny asked in confusion, "I notice you're disturbed these past couple of days. Is it about the dream again? " there was concern in her voice.

"I don't know. I really don't know, " Harry pulled on his hair. "I have a strong feeling that I need to go. "

"What?! " now, Ginny's voice was high but tried her best to control it,

Harry remained still.

"If it's because of that stupid dream, Harry, I'm telling you, it’s nothing. You're just being paranoid. You must be traumatized from everything that happened during his reign, witnessing the deaths of people you love, but Harry... please let it go. Everyone is moving on, except you. There's no reason... "

"I know! You think I don't know that? …I tried,  Ginny…I made myself believe that… it's just a bluff to make me scared….to make all of us fear the unknown.. But…. no matter what I do, there's something that’s telling me to move ...now... before... something happens."

Ginny reached for his hand, trying to ease his restlessness.

How many times have they talked about this matter? Harry was really acting crazy. Sometimes it was getting to her nerves. If it wasn’t for his disturbance, they might’ve been married years ago. But, she didn't want to leave him. She knew that Harry needed someone that understood him, even if he was becoming difficult. But until when?

"Let's give this night a rest Harry," she pulled him on the bed and cuddled him until he fell asleep.

Harry let it pass for a few more days hoping his nightmare would be gone soon, but it didn’t. Instead, it became worse.