The Wizard And The Hunter, a Harry Potter and Walking Dead crossover

Gringotts

Harry spun and fell into reality on the floor of the Gringotts' side chamber. Swiftly he stood up, brushing off nonexistent dust; it was, of course, a mark against the goblins' good reputation if there was a single speck of the stuff in Gringotts.

Harry straightened himself out before pulling open the well-worn, yet still a display of dominance and pride, spruce doors.

To his left, a hook fanged grimacing creature stood ornately yet well prepared for battle at the door. Intricately detailed shield and spear designed specifically for protection of the bank.

To his right was a familiar face, Griphook, the goblin who helped him acquire the goblet horcrux; though he did later betray Harry.

"Griphook?", Harry asked, confused and shocked to see someone he thought had died.

"Oh, Lord Potter, my name is Snarlhook. Griphook's son.", The goblin replied with a surprising degree of politeness.

"I see, well nice to make your acquaintance and I am sorry for your loss.", Harry replied sheepishly, knowing he was partly responsible for Griphook's death.

The goblin just shook his head. The saviour always seemed to apologize for things that weren't his fault; one of his many qualities that made him such a good leader.

"Anyway Lord Potter, what brings you to Gringotts today?", Snarlhook asked, a snarl clawing its way onto the goblin's face.

"Ummm... couldyouperhapsgetmedivorcedocumentsandadoptiondocumentsformeplease?", He said rapidly, a blush working its way up his face.

"Will that be all, Lord Potter?", A furrowed brow appeared on the goblin's face as he struggled to interpret the man's words.

"Ah .. maybe also check out my account history? I think something might have happened there that I didn't authorise.", The widened emerald eyes relaxed from their alarmed state as he eased into the goblin's questioning.

"Are you certain?", Snarlhook asked, lips coming to a stern stop as he shifted on his feet.

"Absolutely, I want to make sure my vaults are not used without my consent.", Harry frowned before he reiterated his statement, "Not that I think Gringotts has done anything to them without my knowledge.".

"I see, well Lord Potter, I could get that taken care of in about an hour at most. During that time you can do as you wish.", Griphook's son said before swiveling around, like a certain ex-potions professor, and walking briskly down the hallway.

"Ah ok", Harry replied, he stood in the hallway; unsure what to do next.

~Magical Line Break~

Teddy sat down at the table as the sound children playing assaulted his sensitive ears. He wondered where Godfather was, he should've picked him up by now. Is he ok? Did something happen to him that no-one knew to tell him about?

Worry for his father figure consumed his thoughts. Was he forgotten?

The sensation of tears trying to emerge made him even more awful. Was he even worthy of Harry's love?

"Teddy, your Godfather is here to pick you up!", The matron of the nursery called out.

Teddy replied back, excitement audible in his voice, "Okay, I am going to get my stuff Ms Aberconwie.".

He ran through the classroom parting crowds of children like Moses and the red sea. A few children waved their goodbyes before returning to their games.

A smile emerged on his face as he drew closer to the coat hangers and storage boxes; his Godfather had come for him, he wasn't forgotten!

Quickly he grabbed his coat and bag before racing to the classroom door.

Harry was seen chatting quietly to the matron, "Harry!", Edward cried out and Harry turned to face his soon-to-be son.

"Hey pup, did you mis-", Harry greeted before being cut off by Teddy slamming into him, small arms wrapping around his legs.

The sensation of tears soaking through his jeans shook him from his mildly shocked state and he slowly crouched down in front of his godson.

"Edward why are you crying?", The Godfather asked, hands coming up to wipe tears off the 4 year old's face.

The toddler sniffled as he grasped onto his father figure's shirt, "I thought you left me like auntie Ginny said you were going to do. I thought you hated me or forgot about me or you had died or something.".

The child cried harder until he heard his Godfather whisper to him,"Sorry pup I was doing something super important that you will love. Ginny is no longer your Aunt; neither is Ron or Hermione.".

The man hesitated before asking uncertainly, "Plus, I may have gotten adoption forms for you to become my son... if you want that is."

The child cried harder but this time in joy, "Yesss! Hawwy I wanna be your son.", His small arms tightening around Harry.

Harry smiled in delight as he picked up his favourite person the world and spun around.

Behind them, the matron stood smile upon her face at the beautiful scene before she turned around to go back to looking over the other kids.

"Ok then now we just need to go to Gringotts and then we can go see your Nana in Saint Mungos.", Harry said, putting Edward back on the ground, the tealnette's hair changing to raven.

Harry pet the boy's hair gently as he picked up the previously-unnoticed bag on the floor.

The coat surprisingly still in the toddler's grasp. Teddy sniffled as his tears ran dry and a blooming smile broke out on his petit face.

His Godfather was all his and no-one even Aunt Ginny could take him away from him.

~Magical Line Break~

The sound of a stick snapping underfoot alerted the bounding deer to the danger as a harsh cursing voice answered it's unspoken call. The chill from before slowly died down in the hunter but he swiftly ignored it.

It appeared there would be no new meat for lunch as he was sure his previous outrage at his own foolish mistake had scared off all the prey around him.

He shook his head softly before deciding to head home.

~Magical Line Break~

Snarlhook sat down at the desk, a stack of important papers clutched in his clawed hands.

The two boys that sat across from him were practically drowning in their excitement, he felt bad about bringing such bad news to the table.

"Right then Lord Potter-Black-Slitherin-Griffindor excetera excetera, turns out that you have a lot of accounts and titles given to you in lots of wills and your inheritance.

As of which you have been stolen from three major ones; Potter treasury, Potter main vault and Potter trust fund. All of which have stolen by Dumbledore, Molly Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger-Weasley.

Is there anything specific you want to do to the blood-traitors and mudblood?", Snarlhook sneered, sharp yellowed teeth gleaming ominously in the dimly light office.

Harry smiled equally as sadistically.

Sup guys it's been a while but I got some motivation to finish the chapter today, hope you enjoyed reading it ~Garlic Bread :)