1 Nightmare

Harry Potter was in a building surrounded by zombies was having a nightmare, during the last years of his life to been fighting against a misfortune that affected the world, whether magician or muggle all alike become beings who only seek human flesh , magical weapons were not very effective against these beings because they were inferior to Muggles but magic was effective in survival.

His life was quite horrible his parents died and his only family mistreated him and when he arrived at Hogwarts his only two friends died in front of him devoured by what he once considered his companions, he still remembers the words he said.

"Harry, Help, please help us ..." that was the last thing Ron Weasley said before a zombie Neville Longbottom bit his neck to silence him forever.

Harry wanted to help but Dumbledore stopped him and took him against his will away from the cruel scene of the death of his two friends, at that moment he did not understand why Dumbledore had saved him but deep inside he knew he did not want to die his tears came from his eyes and said whispering "Sorry Ron and Hermione, I'm a selfish bastard who lets them die."

Dumbledore took him to his office where he placed him at the door and told a harry with watery eyes

"Harry you have to listen to me I can not go with you, those things have bitten me you have to escape, listen to me you are very important you are the key" When he wanted to continue a zombie McGonagall bites Dumbledore in the neck, filling the young Harry with blood

"RUN HARRY ESCAPE" Dumbledore said with his last strength before dying before McGonagall

Harry wanted to help but he knew he could not do anything, his fear of death motivated him to run inside Dumbledore's office where he took refuge from those cries for help that ran through the castle, while the time each time the cries were reduced until only a sepulchral silence was felt in Hogwarts.

After that he was surviving by eating the food reserves that Dumbledore had left, so as not to get bored he had to read the books in the room from wandless magic to texts he had only been at Hogwarts for a few months before this misfortune happened but he knew that if I wanted to survive I had to leave with my own strength.

He read and trained the books in Dumbledore's Office, he did not care that the spell was curse or anything, as long as he could help him survive.

Time passed and Harry marked his calendar one year since he came to this place, the food began to run out, he had to go to supply or he could die of starvation, he prepared his wand and the Confringo spell to make things explode.

When he opened the door of the office he found no one in the place there was only dried blood, he walked through the corridors shaking with fear while trying to remember where the kitchen was, the further he went he could see the chaos of the place, dried blood, rotting remains and some corpses that were in the process of decomposition.

He approached them to see that they were trying to move but could not be in a vegetative state after seeing this decided not to approach them, he walked through the corridors until he could reach the kitchen when he entered he could see skeletons of domestic elves by the place.

Harry felt his guts churn but he had to be strong he did not want to die, he did not think he would end up like his two friends, something inside him motivated him to survive.

With determination he went to the kitchen looking for food found some storage bags with food and drinks inside, took them with him and returned to Dumbledore's office, without incident until he could see Hermione was in the middle of the hall He seemed to be looking at Harry in the distance.

Harry was nervous to see her, she knew that she was not her friend anymore once she was bitten by those beings death is the result, they cease to be human.

"Do not go near Hermione please, I do not want to attack you" Harry said as he pointed his wand towards Hermione trembling.

Hermione walked no matter what Harry said to her, it was just food and nothing else.

"Do not make me do it, Hermione"

Hermione kept walking until she was 5 meters from Harry

"CURSE, why do you do Hermione, CONFRINGO" magic came out and exploded on the back of Hermione, Hermione's small body flew out, but ignoring any common sense she got up revealing a hole in her chest where blood was spilled and rotten guts.

Harry let out his tears as he shouted "CONFRINGO" this time his attack flew one of Hermione's arms "Sorry Hermione, CONFRINGO" another of his attacks came out only that this destroyed Hermione's head, with this his body fell to the ground this time without the possibility of getting up.

Harry wanted to get closer but he could see that the noise had called undesirables, he did not want to stay longer in this place so he ran away from the place to return to his safe area, when he arrived he shut himself up while listening as the zombies moved around Hogwarts.

At that moment Harry woke up from his nightmare touched his head and said to himself "For years I have not had that nightmare, I wonder why it will be" he took a cigar out of his bag and went to smoke it he could see the city of London in ruins and some parts burned, while in the lattice of the house where he was resting there were a lot of zombies trying to enter but could not do it.

Harry loved the trellis to make it hard enough, he did not like to be resting and that a horde of zombies disturbed his sleep.

"Nothing like a new day in my beloved London"