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Book 1: Aliens and the Prisoner of Azkaban	By : DamianTheSnowLeox Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5121 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Time and Demantors

Piccolo had arrived just in time to see Goku picking up Vegeta and carry him into a room then close the door. The Namekian sighed then shrugged; it seemed like he wasn’t needed here. He turned around the quickly flew to where he sensed Gohan’s Ki. He stopped when he sense familiar Ki’s nearby. He then flew down then called out “Harry, Hermione, what are you two doing out here?”

The two teens turned and stared at him in surprise, Hermione looked completely horrified to see him. “P-Piccolo?!” Hermione gasped.

Piccolo checked to see if he accidentally had his hood down, but it was covering his face perfectly. What was wrong with her? Piccolo put his hands on his hips “Whats with you? You look like you were caught doing something wrong.” he thought for a second “Were you doing something wrong?” Hermione and Harry exchanged glances then looked back at Piccolo. Piccolo’s famous patience was wearing thin at their silence, “Speak before I make you speak you two. If it is something that is dangerous but will not harm other beings, you may do so and I will not tell a soul. But I do not like being kept in the dark.” he glanced around at the night swallowed woods “So to speak.”

Hermione sighed then wrung the fabric of her shirt in her hands “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you anyway.”

Piccolo raised an eye ridge “We live in a world of magic and mythical creatures, my closest friends have tails and transform into werewolf-like creatures when they look at a full moon and my true appearance is most likely more shocking that whatever you have to tell me; try me.”

The two teens gapped at Piccolo then Hermione sighed “We’re in a rush so i’ll make this quick. Why don’t you come with us, i’ll explain on the way.” Piccolo nodded then walked with them, the three of them walking in a brisk pace. “We’re from the future, We used a magical device called a Time Turner to get here. Using this device, we got Buckbeak out before he was killed earlier today.” Piccolo grinned at hearing that Buckbeak was still alive “We’re here now to-” she was cut off as Mirai Harry started to run forwards. He stopped and stared across the frozen lake.

Piccolo walked up beside Harry “Potter, what is…” Piccolo faded off as he stared wide eyed at the vast amount of Dementors. “Dear Kami…” Piccolo started to feel cold, the icy feeling seeping through his cloths and embedding itself into his bones. What made a shiver run down his spine was what the Dementors were doing to the past Harry and Sirius Black on the lake side. Piccolo had a flashback of his first encounter with the Dementors on the train and rubbed his arms to try and ward off the uncomfortable chill.

“This is horrible…” murmured Mirai Hermione.

Piccolo nodded “It is. The feeling of despair and hopelessness is thick in the air here.”

Harry stood his ground and stared forwards “Don’t worry, my Dad will come. He’ll conjure the Patronus charm.” as the Dementors closed in, Mirai Harry eagerly said “Any minute now.” he pointed to the shore in front of them “Right there, you’ll see.”

Piccolo crossed his arms tightly “Mirai Potter, listen to me. I do not sense any wizards apart from those we see now and ourselves in the surrounding area.” he didn’t think it necessary to inform them that Gohan was close enough but not be seen by any of the Earthlings present. “Either we do something, or your past self and Black will continue to be attacked by those creatures.”

Harry stubbornly stood his ground “Don’t worry, he will! He will come!” Piccolo’s ears twitched at the distressed and pained sounds Sirius was making across the lake. “Sirius…” Harry said quietly.

Piccolo gently gripped Harry’s shoulder “You’re dying Harry.” He glanced back at Hermione who was looking across the lake sadly. Piccolo looked back at Mirai Harry’s face and saw the internal battle he was having. “Both of you.”

Harry suddenly pulled away from him and ran forwards. Hermione called after him but Piccolo put a hand on Hermione’s upper arm and shook his head. They both watched as Mirai Harry whipped out his arm and yelled “EXPECTO PATRONUM!” a powerful wave of white erupted from the tip of Harry’s wand. Piccolo felt proud of Harry for finally acting, but said nothing of it. He did however, watch in awe as the white magical shield propelled the Dementors away.

“Remarkable.” mumbled Piccolo; he’d have to remember to ask Harry to teach him that one. He was standing behind Harry somewhat so his cloak was caught up in the magical wind the spell gave off. His cloak fluttered behind him revealing the white cape he always wore. He held up a hand to his eyes at the brightness; his sensitive Namekian eyes were not happy at the bright white light. The magical wind caused his hood to get pulled off, but since he was wearing his turban and was covering his eyes, he didn’t really notice it. When the light finally died down, he rubbed his eyes and growled “Damn that light! Ugh… my eyes.” he heard a soft gasp behind him and turned “What is it?” Mirai Hermione merely stared at him with wide eyes. The Namek titled his head a bit then furrowed his ridged brow “Speak woman, I do not understand your staring.” he looked behind him; Harry was still staring at his past self and Sirius. “If you are Time Travelers as you say, you should know that there is a group of high power level wizards are heading towards yours and Black’s unconscious bodies. It would be wise to leave this area.”

Mirai Harry nodded then turned and his eyes widened as well. “P… Piccolo?”

Piccolo crossed his arms “What? You two look like you’ve seen a ghost.” When Harry nodded then walked up to him slowly and pointed up at his ears, only then did his own eyes widen. He reached up and felt his gloved hand touch his bare ear, his hood long forgotten. Piccolo’s fought to find the right words “I.. Ah… I would have shown you my appearance earlier but… I feared your reaction and that you would not interact with me out of fear.”

Mirai Hermione looked at Mirai Harry nervously then sighed “We… We’ll talk about this later. We still have something else to do.”

Piccolo tugged up his hood “I guess there is no avoiding that. Where are you going to go to now?” the three started to walk into the woods and out of the open.

“We’re going to rescue Sirius. After the Aurors find Sirius and Harry back there, they locked Sirius in the school’s tower.” Harry said.

Piccolo nodded “A noble plan, but how are you going to get atop a tower?”

Mirai Harry grinned “Buckbeak will help us.”

Piccolo raised an eye ridge “Buckbeak hm?” He crossed his arms then floated up a bit “I will get him then, he is nearby but flying in the air.” With that, he took off upwards and towards where he sensed the Hippogriff. Once Piccolo had gotten to Buckbeak, he convinced the creature to follow him.

Once in the air, Harry was grinning excitedly. “You were right Hermione! It wasn’t my Dad I saw earlier! It was me!” he looked at Piccolo who was flying beside them with his arms crossed and hood thrown down from the wind “I saw myself conjuring the Patronus before. I knew I could do it this time because…”

“You had already done it,” Piccolo gave Harry and small smile and Harry returned the gesture with a grin.

Hermione shivered in the air then said “That doesn’t really make sense. But I don’t like fly-” her words we cut off by a scream as Buckbeak decided to dive down, Harry yelling in glee.

Piccolo chuckled then twitched his ears in annoyance at the high pitched scream. He easily followed them then touched down in front of the cell. He pointed his hand at it and shot the lock with a concentrated Ki blast. He stepped aside to let Harry open the door to Sirius’s cell.

Sirius grinned at them then Harry and Sirius climbed onto Buckbeak. With the limited room on the creatures back, Piccolo held out his hand to Hermione. “Come on, I’ve got you.”

Hermione looked at Piccolo hesitantly then looked at Harry who nodded. Hermione sighed then took his hand “You better not drop me.”

Piccolo chuckled then pulled Hermione to his broad chest and secured his arm around her “You’ll be fine. Put your arm around me if you want.”

Hermione put her arms around his middle as soon as their feet left the ground. With how close they were, Hermione was shocked by the solid muscle she felt under the teens clothes. She suddenly started to blush a bit then hid her face in his chest. Piccolo just assumed she was scared so didn’t say anything about it.

“Mirai,”

Hermione blinked then looked up at Piccolo, blushed slightly when she realized how close their faces were. “Y-Yes?”

Piccolo’s face remained stoic as he looked down “We’ve landed.”

Hermione looked behind her and saw that Harry and Sirius were trying not to laugh at her for clinging so closely to Piccolo. She let out a small embarrassed noise and stepped back away from Piccolo “I-I’m so sorry! I didn’t realize!”

Piccolo crossed his arms “It’s fine.”

Hermione tilted her head "Wait, earlier you said 'Mirai'. Why did you call me that?"

Piccolo rubbed the back of his head then cringed at the Goku-like pose. He crossed his arms and shrugged "It means 'Future', I knew someone who was from the future as well and we called him that so we didnt get ourselves confused with who we were talking about."

Hermione nodded thoughtfully "That makes sense."

Piccolo turned towards the other two wizards “Black,” he called out as he walked over.

Sirius turned then raised his eyebrows to see the green skinned teen. “Your voice sounds familiar, have we met before?”

Piccolo nodded “I am Piccolo, I handed you the rat named Peter Pettigrew when we were in the Shrieking Shack.”

Sirius then grinned and clasped his hand on Piccolos shoulder “Oh now I remember! Forgive me but I was taken back by your appearance son.” Sirius noticed Piccolo’s browridge twitch at being called ‘son’ but shrugged it off, “I thank you for your efforts then and tonight. And thank you for looking out for my Godson as well. Harry has told me that you offered him very wise words when he needed them.”

Piccolo nodded again “I merely did what I assessed was the right thing to do. He was having an internal struggle and I told him exactly what I thought of the situation.”

Sirius grinned wider “Thank you again. I will be forever grateful for this, all of you.”

Harry stood in front of Black “I want to go with you.”

Sirius sighed “One day perhaps. For some time, my life will be too unpredictable.” he reached over to Harry and gripped both of his shoulders “And besides; You’re meant to be here.”

“But… You’re innocent!” protested Harry. Piccolo watched the two wizards and he silently thought that two of them kind of reminded him of Gohan when he was younger and himself; a dangerous looking man and a young boy who sees the good in people’s hearts.

“Well done Buckbeak.” Piccolo turned around to see Hermione petting Buckbeak.

Piccolo walked over then petted Buckbeak’s head. The hippogriff chirped happily and nudged Piccolo’s hand. Piccolo sighed softly then pressed his forehead to Buckbeak’s and closed his eyes. After a few seconds, Piccolo lifted his head back up and gave Buckbeak a small smile. He stroked the beasts’ beak and murmured “You’ll be fine. Death will not be a problem for a long time my friend.” he turned his head when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

Black gave Piccolo a soft smile “You two have grown close I assume? I’m sorry to break up your friendship.”

Piccolo shook his head then held out his hand to Buckbeak who put his forehead to his palm. “He is a pure creature who seeks to help those that are in need. He will help you leave this place.”

Sirius chuckled then got onto Buckbeak’s back and grabbed the chains “Then what are you Piccolo? A creature of the dark?”

Piccolo looked up at Black with a neutral expression “Yes,”

Sirius was a bit surprised by the response but smiled all the same “I haven't known you for that long Piccolo, but I see there is good in your heart.”

Piccolo looked away with a furrowed brow then turned around “But darkness will always be there even in the brightest light, Sirius.”

Sirius shook his head “But where there in darkness, the light will always prevail!” he laughed then turned to Hermione and grinned “You really are the brightest witch of your age Hermione.” He clicked then Buckbeak reared his front legs and started off into a run.

Piccolo, Harry and Hermione watched as Buckbeak and Sirius flew up into the sky and disappeared into the night. The bell tolled and Piccolo grimaced at the noise, holding a hand to his ear.

Hermione turned to Harry “We have to go!”

Piccolo turned to them “You need to go to the Hospital wing correct?” when they nodded he said “I’ll get you there quicker than you can run. Grab on.” he turned around and the two wizards grabbed onto his back. Piccolo lifted himself into the air and quickly flew to where he remembered the Hospital Wing entrance to be. When they got near, Piccolo dropped to his feet and let them off. They then saw Dumbledore closing the large doors and turn around to look at them.

Dumbledore seemed to not be surprised to see Hermione and Harry, but his eyebrows raised when he saw Piccolo. He turn looked at Harry and Hermione “Well?”

“He’s free, we did it.” Harry said.

Dumbledore walked around them “Did what?” he smiled then waved his hand “Good night.” he looked at Piccolo then motioned for him to follow.

Piccolo looked at Harry and Hermione “You two go in, Ron will be wanting to see you.” the two nodded then walked inside. Piccolo's hearing picked up Ron’s tired but surprised exclamation at seeing them walk in when they had just left the room. He then turned and walked towards the Headmaster and walked beside him.

Dumbledore folded his hands in front of him “What did you see Piccolo.”

Piccolo crossed his arms “Nothing I haven’t seen before. Excluding Harry performing a spell that impressed and almost blinded me.” he let out a soft chuckle. He then looked at Dumbledore “Headmaster,” Dumbledore glanced at him. “How common is it for wizards to use time manipulation here?”

Dumbledore sighed “Not very common i’m afraid. It is not something that is technically allowed legally so I’d appreciate it if this was keep between the four of us.”

Piccolo nodded “I’ve met a being who has used time manipulation before. I understand the consequences of using such a technique.” he put a hand on his heart "I will keep this secret.”

Dumble stopped walking and turned to Piccolo “Thank you Piccolo,”

Piccolo stopped walking as well then bowed “Of course.” he turned his head towards the Hospital Wing door “I believe that it would be wise to have a word with Harry and Hermione since they have seen my face. They have been brave tonight and deserve an explanation.” he turned back to Dumbledore “I have faith they will keep what they saw of me a secret just as i will for them.”

Albus nodded in agreement “Yes, they are probably wondering about you. Go on Piccolo.”

Piccolo flipped up his hood and Dumbledore looked at him questioningly “For Ron, he hasn’t seen me and I do not wish to give him a heart attack right now.”

“A wise choice. Good luck then.” With that, Dumbledore and Piccolo parted ways.

Piccolo opened the door and looked at the three wizards. He walked up to them then turned to Harry and Hermione “Potter, Granger.” they both turned.

“Oh, Piccolo. It’s you.” Hermione blushed a bit and stepped a bit closer to the bed.

“I know you two have questions, but first i must ask you to not tell others what you saw. The Headmaster knows of my… appearance, so he had told me to not reveal myself to others since I tend to instil fear unto others.”

Harry smiled “You don’t have to worry Piccolo, we won’t tell.” he turned to Hermione “Right Hermione?”

Hermione blinked then nodded “Oh, um, yeah.” she took a deep breath then stepped towards Piccolo “Thank you for your help tonight Piccolo.”

Piccolo held up a gloved hand “Think nothing of it Granger.”

Hermione shifted her eyes away then back to Piccolo “Um… if you don’t mind me asking… W-What exactly are you?”

Piccolo knew the question was coming so said in his usual stoic tone “I am a species that has intelligence beyond that of a normal human. We call ourselves Namekians or Nameks.” he held up his hand again when Hermione opened her mouth “No, I have not met another of my species. The knowledge of my race was passed to me through my Father before he died. I have not seen another Namekian in my life except from the memories in my mind from my Father’s life.”

Ron looked at him quizzically “Wait, what? Are you tellin me you’re not human?”

Piccolo turned to Harry “Do you trust Ron to keep this secret? I know you three are close friends, so it seems unfair for you two to have seen but to keep him in the dark.”

Harry nodded “I trust him with my life.”
“Very well then.” he looked at Ron then stood in front of his bed “I ask you not to scream Weasley. I have very sensitive hearing; I still hear a faint ringing from the bell toll earlier.” Ron nodded then sat up a bit, curiosity and a bit of fear in his eyes. Piccolo silently sighed; he was getting tired of always having to hide himself. He reached up and pulled the hood back.

Ron let out a small squeak but then relaxed as Hermione patted his hand. Ron leaned forwards a bit then rubbed the back of his head in a way that reminded Piccolo of Goku’s habit. “Well then… Um…” Ron cleared his throat “Wasn’t expecting tha… But it’s not as bad as I thought….”

Piccolo rolled his eyes “You’re lying, but thank you for your consideration of hurting my feelings. I trust you three to keep this secret. The only ones who know are you three, my four companions that I came here with, the Headmaster, this schools Nurse, and that Malfoy kid.”

The three wizards gasped “Malfoy?!” shrieked Hermione. Piccolo winced and held a hand to his ear. “Sorry Piccolo…” she said quietly “How come Draco Malfoy knows?”

“He was one of the families I was to choose for a host family. I did not pick the Malfoy’s, but I revealed myself when we first met at their mansion. Lucius was surprised but supportive of me if i wished to live there. He even said that I was welcome any time.” he let out a soft snort “Unlikely to happen though since Vegeta chose the Malfoy’s to be his host family.”

The teens chuckled and Ron leaned back into his pillows “That Vegeta guy is so…” he grunted with frustration “It’s like he’s got a stick up his arse all the time or soemthin!”

Piccolo held back a laugh as he thought to himself ‘Oh yeah, he’s got something up his arse alright’ he let a smirk grace his lips before he shrugged “It’s how he was brought up, royalty and such.”

Harry nodded “I guess I get that. Almost makes Draco and Vegeta the perfect couple.”

If he had been drinking, Piccolo would had spit out his water. “Ah, yeah, I guess so.”

Madam Pomfrey then came bustling out and waved at them “Leave my patient to rest!” she spotted Piccolo and widened her eyes “Piccolo? What are you doing here?”

Piccolo motioned to Ron “I was checking on him, I had temporarily patched his wounds and wanted to see how he was doing.”

Poppy blinked then smiled “So that was you? That was pretty good bandaging skills Piccolo dear. Thank you for helping this young man.”

The Namekian nodded then walked closer to Ron’s leg. He held his hand over it and a soft glow appeared in the palm of his hand. When the light died, Ron was surprised that his leg felt a bit better. “That should keep it from being infected or scarring.” He had only used enough energy to do just that, the wound wasn’t completely healed though; he didn’t feel like showing off that much.

The Earthling Wizards stared at Piccolo in awe. Poppy briskly walked over and unbandaged Ron’s leg. Her eyes widened as the wound looked much better than it did before. She turned to Piccolo with a raised brow and hands on her hips “What did you do?”

Piccolo shrugged “I transferred some of my energy into him, therefore helping his body heal itself.”

Poppy just stared at the medical miracle that Piccolo was as he casually explained it to her. “How…. That’s not…” her mind screamed ‘That’s not how magic works!’ but she couldn’t get the words out.

Piccolo chuckled then pulled up his hood “Good night. You three should get some rest.” he tilted his head up a bit so they could see his mouth and he flashed them a smirk. Piccolo turned around and as he walked away, he held up two fingers and waved without looking behind him. When he closed the large doors, he crossed his arms “Hiding doesn’t work when you don’t hide your energy signature, Gohan.”
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Book 1: Aliens and the Prisoner of Azkaban