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Book 5: Z Warriors And The Deathly Hallows Part 1	By : DamianTheSnowLeox Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2197 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Anger Turned To Regret

Over the next several weeks and months, the four travellers walked as to assure Ron properly heals and doesn’t jostle his injuries by apperating. Much to Piccolo’s annoyance he still hadn’t heard even a whisper from Kami or Nail. Did they finally disappear into his subconscious? Piccolo doubted it. They walked along grassy roads, hid under bridges and even hid inside barns to make sure they were unable to be found. Walking through the burned up mobile home park, Piccolo absently noted that the damage was done via magic, not natural or muggle made. Every other night Piccolo and Gohan spoke and shared dreamscapes with each other to cope with the distance. Although, whilst wearing the Horcrux locket, Piccolo grew cold and distant and didn’t contact his mate. Wearing it, he often distanced himself from the golden trio as to avoid the persistent voice in his head that he was certain belonged to the locket, aka Voldemort’s soul. Though Piccolo noticed when he wasn’t wearing the locket, it was mainly Ron who was wearing it and it began to show on the both of them. Both Ron and Piccolo started to look a bit gaunt and were starting to doubt Harry.

Ron glared at Harry as he and Piccolo stood on the gravelly shoreside they chose as their stop point “He doesn't know what he is doing does he?” he asked sourly.

“No… I don’t think he does.” Piccolo growled and narrowed his eyes at Harry “Then again… none of us do.”

Piccolo was in his own area of the tent when he heard Hermione exclaim “Oh my God!” Piccolo scoffed when he heard Harry squeak out in a panicked voice:

“What?”

“I'll tell you in a minute.” Piccolo heard the sound of Hermione running into another room then flip through a book.

“You can tell me now?” Harry asked urgently as he followed Hermione.

“The Sword of Gryffindor. It’s goblin made.”

“Brilliant.”

“No, you don't understand. Dirt and rust have no effect on the blade. It only takes in that which makes it stronger.”

“Okay…?”

“We are looking for a way to destroy horcrux, right? Tom Riddle's diary in the Chamber of Secrets?”

“With a Basilisk fang! If you tell me you got one of those in that bloody beaded bag of yours…” Piccolo silently was bemused by that prospect.

“Don't you see? In The Chamber of Secrets you stabbed the Basilisk with the sword of Gryffindor. Its blade is impregnated with basilisk venom!”

“It only takes in that which makes it stronger!”

“Exactly, which is why-”

“It can destroy Horcruxes!”

“That’s why Dumbledore left it to you in his will!”

“You're brilliant, Hermione! Truely.”

“Actually, I just highly logical thinking, which allows to me see past and irrelevant details and perceived cleary which others overlook.” Piccolo stood up when he saw Ron. The Weasley glanced at him then walked towards where Hermione and Harry were, Piccolo stood up and followed.

“Yeah, there is only one problem of course.” Harry said with a frown.

Piccolo watches Ron click his Deluminator and all the lights go out “Someone stole the sword.” The lights go back on and Harry and Hermione see Ron and Piccolo looking more gaunt than ever “Yeah, we’re still here. But you three carry on. Don't let us spoil the fun.” Ron said with a drawl.

“What’s wrong?” Harry asks with slight annoyance.

“What’s wrong? Nothing is wrong.” Piccolo growled as he took a step forward so he was standing next to Ron “Well, not according to you anyway.” he glared pointedly at Harry.

“Look, if you two got something to say, say it.” Harry quipped. “Don’t be shy, spit it out.”

“Alright. I’ll spit it out.” Ron said bitterly “You don’t expect me to be grateful just because there’s another damn thing we’ve got to find!”

“I thought you know what you signed up for!”

“Yeah, I thought I did too.” Ron hissed.

Piccolo snarled “We’ve been wandering around with no real destination for weeks! I’m starting to feel like this whole ordeal is pointless!”

Standing up, Harry said “Well, I’m sorry but I don’t quite understand. What part of this isn’t living up to your expectations? Did you think we were going to be staying at a five star hotel, finding a Horcrux every other day, thought you’d be back home with your Mum and mate by Christmas?”

“I just thought after all this time we could have actually achieved something! I thought you know what you were doing! I thought Dumbledore told you something worthwhile!” Ron yelled as he stepped closer, his fists tight to his sides.

“I told you everything that Dumbledore told me!” Harry yelled back “And incase you haven't noticed, we have found one Horcrux already!”

“Ah yes, and we are as close to getting rid of it as we are to finding the rest of them!” Piccolo snarled with his lips curled back exposing his white teeth. “The damned things could be anything and anywhere! We’ve been going into this ridiculous mission blind from day one!”

“Piccolo’s right!” Ron said with a furious glare at Harry “We’ve been following you around like a bloody puppy in hope to get something! And here we are with one something that we can’t do anything with!”

“Ron, Please, take off the Horcrux…” Hermione said with a slight sob “You wouldn't have spoken like this if you hadn't been wearing it all day!”

Piccolo glared at her and snapped “Then explain me! I wore it yesterday and the day-fucking-before! If you want to get technical it was a week! Do you have any idea how strenuous it is to hear someone constantly whispering in your ear to kill everyone you love and to just rule the world like my Father wanted to?!” Hermione stared at Piccolo with wide eyes and a slack jaw, his words.

“You know why I listen to the radio every night?” Ron said icily to Harry, completely ignoring Hermione “To make sure that I don't hear Ginny's name, or Fred, or George or Mums!”

“You think I don't know that?! You think I don't know how it feels?!” Harry roared.

“You don't know how it feels! Your parents are dead! You have no family!” Ron yelled angrily.

“Stop! Stop!” Hermione cried as Harry and Ron lunged at each other and started fighting. Piccolo stood to the side silently seething and glaring daggers at Harry.

“Let me go!”

“Go then!” Harry said as he pushed Ron away.

Ron takes off locket, throws it to the floor and hisses at Hermione as he puts on his jacket “And you? Are you coming with us or are you staying?” Hermione looks at Ron in disbelief, looking between Harry and Ron “Fine. I get it. I saw you two the other night.”

“Ron... That-That was nothing! Ron!” Hermione ran after Ron then Piccolo who exited the tent “Ron! Piccolo! Where are you guys going? Come back! Please come back!”

Piccolo glanced back at Hermione then hissed at her “Fuck off Granger!” he glared back at Ron and snarled “Let’s go.” He put his hand on Ron’s shoulder and the two of them vanished as Hermione screamed at them to come back. When they landed, Piccolo looked around and his mind already felt more clear, like a fog was lifting over his logical mind. Him and Ron exchanged looks then the Namekian looked around “Where are we?”

Ron ducked his head “Uh… Little town me and Dad used to pass through.”

“Hn.” Piccolo looked around then blinked “It’s… Christmas tomorrow…”

Ron looked around “Huh… So it is…”

Piccolo sighed then gruffed “I see an inn. Let’s go.” Ron nodded numbly and followed him inside. Piccolo pulled his hood up and put on his mask as he walked inside. When he got to the counter, he gruffed “How much for a night?”

The witch smiled and said “Five Galleons. How many rooms do you want? One with two beds?”

Piccolo thought for a moment then gruffed “Two rooms. One bed each if possible.”

Ron looked at Piccolo questioningly but the Namekian ignored him. The woman smiled brightly “Alright then sir. That will be ten Galleons.” Piccolo grunted and pulled out his money pouch then handed the money to her “Thank you sir, have a nice stay.”

Piccolo merely grunted again then took the room keys and gruffed to Ron “Come on.”

Ron had to jog after Piccolo to keep up with the Namekian’s long strides as he walked to his room. Piccolo tossed a key to him and Ron caught it “Uh… Why did you get two rooms?”

Piccolo smirked wryly at Ron and said “I didn’t think you’d want to be in the room when I contact Gohan. I haven’t seen him in months and this would be a good time. Sorry if you feel left out or something Ronald.”

Ron blushed heavily “Oh. It’s fine. I’ll just... get some sleep or go down to the bar downstairs…”

Piccolo raised a brow ridge then reached into his bag and handed Ron a few Sickles “Don’t drink too much. Knock if you need something alright?”

Ron nodded “A-Alright...” Ron pocketed the room key then walked away with both hands in his pockets.

The Namek looked after Ron for a moment then went into his room. Piccolo sat down cross-legged on the bed, took off his cloak, shoulder pads and turban, then closed his eyes ‘Gohan? Can you hear me?’ Piccolo heard nothing for a few moments before he heard the voice he’d been longing to hear:

‘Piccolo! Oh Kami above! Where are you? Why haven’t I been able to connect with you for so long?’

Piccolo smiled softly as he kept his eyes closed ‘Is your Father there?’

‘He is. Why do you ask?’

Piccolo crossed his arms ‘Tell him to IT you to me’

The Namekian grinned when he heard and felt Gohan’s happiness ‘Yes! O-One second!’

Piccolo waited a few seconds then looked up and opened his eyes as he felt the familiar tingling in the back of his head. A second later two familiar beings popped into existence in front of him. Piccolo grinned “Go-ACK!” The green-skinned alien landed on his back as Gohan launched into him and hugged him tightly.

“PICCOLO!” Gohan cried joyfully, his tail swishing rapidly behind him “Oh how I’ve missed you!”

Piccolo smiled as Gohan buried his face into his stomach and nuzzled him. Piccolo reach down and lovingly pet Gohan’s hair as he murmured “I’ve missed you as well Gohan…” Gohan purred loudly and Piccolo felt as though he could breathe again now that his mate was physically in his arms. He looked up at Goku who was smiling at them “Thank you Goku.”

Goku smiled brightly “It’s no problem Piccolo.” he looked around “Where are you anyway? Where is everyone?”

Piccolo sat up with Gohan still in his arms; the demi-Saiyan was not letting go of him and was now nuzzling his neck as he straddled his lap. “I am not sure where we are. It’s…” he looked away “It’s a long story…”

Goku frowned “Did something happen?”

Piccolo sighed and nuzzled Gohan’s hair, breathing in his scent “Yes. We found the real locket and… it had effects on the wearer that were not previously known.”

Goku sat down on a nearby chair “Effects? Like what?”

Piccolo tightened his hold on his mate who was inhaling his scent like a drowning man, his brown tail curled tightly around Piccolo’s waist “It seemed to go into a person’s innermost dark thoughts and use those to corrupt the wearer. The ones mainly affected were myself and Ron.” he looked away and said “I am not particularly fond of what myself and him said before we… left…”

Gohan looked up and frowned at his mate “What did you say?”

Piccolo sighed “We both generally said the same thing. That we’ve been wandering around aimlessly and with no idea what we are doing. We have one of what we were looking for but we aren’t even close to finding out how to destroy it.” he shook his head “It was true but… how it was said was more hostile than it needed to be. So… in the end me and Ron left.”

Gohan sat up and cupped Piccolo’s face, the Namekian put his own hand up and put it over Gohan’s as he leaned into the touch. “What did it tell you? The locket?”

Piccolo closed his eyes then rumbled “It… tried to make me turn back to who I was before... The person I was when I was born... The person my Father made me to be. It kept whispering to me that I could rule the world and that it was my right.” he opened his eyes but stared at nothing “It kept whispering that the world should be bowing to me and that there was no one to stop me from taking what I wanted…” he looked at his mate sorrowfully “The voice tried to convince me to… to tame Potter and make him bend to my will…”

“Tame him…?” Gohan frowned “What do you mean?”

Piccolo’s face suddenly flushed purple and he looked away again “Uh… R-Remember when I got hurt a while back?” Gohan nodded and Piccolo blushed deeper “Er… When the dream you and I shared got interrupted… It was Hermione who woke me up… and…” he put his face in Gohan’s neck and thought grumpily ‘I was extremely horny when I woke up so I had to go outside to… take care of myself… I didn’t realize I was still wearing the locket...’

Gohan frowned deeper “What’s that got to do with Harry?”

Piccolo tried to melt into Gohan’s neck at this point he was so embarrassed and ashamed ‘It said someone like me shouldn’t have to resort to using my hand for pleasure… He tried to convince me to take my pleasure from Harry or anyone I wanted because I was stronger and more powerful than those around me…’

“Oh Pic…” Gohan cooed softly and stroked the back of Piccolo’s neck and head tenderly.

Goku looked extremely confused “I don’t get it…”

Gohan sighed then looked over at his Father “The locket tried to turn him back to his evil days, simple as that Otousan.”

Goku nodded “Oh, okay.” he stood back up and winked “ So should I leave you two alone?”

Gohan and Piccolo blushed at Goku’s suggestive words “O-Otousan!”

Goku laughed then put his hands into his pockets. He blinked then pulled out his hand and laughed “Oh hey, look at that.” he held up a little round device and grinned at Gohan “You still have yours? Remember these from our first year?”

Gohan looked closely then laughed as well “Oh wow! I completely forgot about those! I think mine’s in my school bag though.”

Goku raised his hand to his forehead then vanished. Gohan blinked at the spot where his father previously stood them jolted as he came back “Here you go!” Goku held out the twin to his own communicator. He winked again with a toothy grin “Call me when you two are done ne?”

“Otousan!” Gohan whined as the blush deepened and he felt like he wanted to wink into the ground.

Goku giggled and waved a hand “Okay I’ll leave you two love birds alone.” he raised his hand to his forehead then chirped “Have fun son!”
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Book 5: Z Warriors And The Deathly Hallows Part 1