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Book 4: The Half-Blood Princes	By : DamianTheSnowLeox Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1991 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Felix Felicis

The day after the bathroom incident, Harry was let out of the hospital wing whilst Goku was still sleeping with Draco on the hospital bed. Upon returning to Gryffindor tower, Trunks, Ginny, Hermione and Ron sat him down for an intervention. After Harry told them what happened in the bathroom, Mirai said firmly “You need to get rid of that book, today.”

Harry nodded stiffly as Ginny sat next to him and said softly “I know where to put it.”

Mirai Trunks watched as Ginny took Harry’s hand then lead him out of the common room, the potions book in her hand. The time traveller sighed heavily and leaned back in his chair then ran a hand down his face tiredly. “Ron,” he glanced over at the redhead “Why don’t you go after them to confirm that they actually did it.”

Ron nodded and stood up “Alright.” he then left the room.

Trunks sighed again the glanced at Hermione “What’s your opinion about what happened? With Draco and Goku I mean.”

Hermione shrugged and crossed her arms “I’m not sure. They have a different mindset than us, the Saiyans. From what I heard, Goku was running on instinct to protect who he identifies as his mate, much like an animal does. So… I guess I can’t be too mad for him hurting Harry.”

Trunks nodded, his tail flicking to his left “I tried to go visit them earlier today but Goku growled at me.” he frowned “I’ve also noticed Vegeta hasn’t been seen around. His Ki feels off too. I asked Professor Snape about it and he said he and Goku got into a fight.” Trunks cringed “He said that… Goku in his Alpha mindset… slapped Vegeta across the room and growled at him.”

Hermione gasped “W-Why? I thought they were in love! Why would Goku do that?”

Mirai shook his head “Severus says Goku was yelling that it was Vegeta’s fault Draco got hurt. At the breakfast table yesterday I saw that Goku went to go after Draco but Vegeta stopped him.”

“Oh…” Granger looked down, feeling bad for Draco now. “So Goku’s been in his um… Alpha mode since yesterday?”

Trunks nodded “Yup. I dunno how long it’ll last. It lasted like… twelve hours, I think, last time I saw him go Alpha on someone over Draco.”

Hermione sighed then picked up a book “Let’s just hope they sort this out. I know we’re not really supposed to like Draco since him and Harry hate each other… But I think the three of them are actually a really cute trio. They sort of balance each other out, you know?”

Trunks hummed and leaned back, closing his eyes “Yeah, they do.” he hunkered down into the fluffy chair and mumbled “Wake me when they get back…” Mirai yawned then curled up in the chair for a nap.

“Nah!” Mriai jolted awake and clamped his hand down on the wrist that was near his shoulder. He looked up and let go with an embarrassed look on his face “Oh, sorry Mione.”

Hermione winced and rubbed her wrist “It’s fine…”

Trunks rubbed his eyes and noticed Harry and Ron sitting in front of him “So, did you do it?”

Harry nodded and grinned “Yeah, and Ron just gave a really good idea. You remember how I told you that Dumbledore wanted me to get some information from Horace?” Mirai nodded and Harry pulled out a small glass vial, a crooked smile plastered on his face “I think I just need a little luck on my side.”

Trunks smirked “I think the twins and I are rubbing off on you Harry. You’re getting more mischievous by the day.”

Potter chuckled “Possibly.” he uncorked the top and took a deep breath “Bottoms up...” he knocked back the small potion then put in the table and sat in wait.

Trunks pursed his lips “So…”

Hermione leaned in “How do you feel?”

Harry grinned “Excellent!” he stood up “Really excellent!”

Hermione and Ron stood up with him then said “Remember. Slughorn usually eats early, takes a walk and then returns to his office.”

Harry nodded “Right. I’m going down to Hagrid’s.”

“What? No, Harry.” Hermione followed Harry as he walked away “You’ve got to go and speak to Slughorn. We have a plan-”

“No.” Harry turned back around “I’ve got a good feeling about going to Hagrid’s. I feel like it’s the place to be tonight. Do you know what I mean?”

Hermione and Ron said plainly “No.”

Trunks shrugged “I guess.”

Harry grinned “Well, trust me, I know what I’m doing. Or at least, Felix does!” As he walked out the door, he grinned at a passing student and chirped “Hi!”

The three students watched Harry as he left the room. Mirai suddenly started laughing and wiped his eyes “Oh my Kami! It’s a shame we can’t go with him! I bet Fred and George would’ve loved a chance to either be around Harry like that or had that potion.”

Ron paled “And do anything they wanted prank wise and get away with it? I’d rather not…”

Mirai Trunks snorted then clasped Ron on the back “Let’s got to bed, he won’t be back till later. If he gets what he needs he’ll most likely go to the Headmaster.”

Hermione yawned and nodded “He’s right. We’ll just have Harry tell us about it in the morning… Good night Trunks, Ron.”

Trunks smiled sleepily “G’night Mione.” He yawned then hopped up the stairs, Ron right behind him.

Harry was on cloud nine when he walked out of Hagrid’s hut with a bounce in his step. In his hand was a corked up vial of a memory he’d gotten from a drunk Horace after he’d led the man to Hagrid’s hut. Harry was practically skipping as he started towards the castle.

“Ghnn…”

Harry froze in midstep when he heard a pained groan from somewhere in the forest behind Hagrid’s hut. Curiosity and Felix’s influence made his feet move towards the noise. When he got closer, he could smell a bit of blood in the air. Harry heard another sound that sounded more like a whine than a groan. Going past the first line of trees, second then third line, he paused when he heard an animalistic whimper to his left. His eyes drifted over then he widened his eyes and instantly rushed over “Bardock!” Harry knelt down and put a hand on the man’s cheek, his brow knitted together in worry. The Saiyan warrior was slouched against a tree on the ground and bleeding; it looked like the blood was half dried and half newer but old enough to not be runny. There were slash marks all over the man’s body, his torso was bare and only clothed in slashed up what looked to be boxers. Harry ran his thumb along Bardock’s cheek and looked into the man’s eyes, his heart broken at the glassy look in the usually lively and fiery orbs. Bardock whined at him and Harry nodded “I’ll help you, come on.” He carefully went to pull the man up but a horrible animalistic cry of pain came from the Saiyan. “Bardock? What’s… Oh…” Harry hovered his hand over Bardock’s left leg and winced; he failed to notice that both legs were bloody and bones were protruding to show they were broken. “Shit… Um…” he blinked then looked behind him at the snap of a twig.

A black haired centaur came out from behind a tree then looked behind him and said something too soft for Harry to hear. Bane looked back at Harry and trotted forwards, another centaur poked his head out before galloping away. The centaur stopped near Harry and murmured “Mars was exceptionally bright tonight… Blood was spilled in the forest. This must be it. Do you know this man?”

Harry stood up and nodded “Yes, his name is Bardock.” Said Saiyan whimpered then strained his neck to look at the school. The Alpha Saiyan whined then turned onto his stomach and started crawling forwards slowly, his useless and mangled legs dragging behind him.

Bane’s face softened slightly at the sight of a tail “A Saiyan…?”

Harry looked at the centaur in surprise before going over to Bardock and cooing at the Saiyan to stop crawling. He looked back up at Bane when Bardock stopped crawling “How do you know his kind?”

Bane adjusted the bow line across his chest “I met a creature named Piccolo who said he was mated to one.”

“Oh.” Harry looked back down when Bardock resumed whining but he started reaching out with his left hand towards the school. “Oh… Bardock… What did they do to you…”

Bane walked forwards and said “I normally wouldn’t do this, but do you require assistance? You do not seem able enough to carry him.”

Harry stood “That would be wonderful, thank you.”

So Harry helped Bane pick the beaten and bloodied Saiyan up, carrying the man bridal style. Once secure, the two of them started towards the castle. “So,” Bane rumbled “Who is this man to you and Piccolo’s mate?”

Harry crossed his arms and rubbed them “He’s Gohan’s Grandfather and Goku’s Father. So, I guess he’s Piccolo’s Father-In-Law.”

Bane grunted then looked down at the Saiyan who had passed out in his arms “Who did this too him? You had asked What did they do to you. This infers you know the people who did this.”

Harry numbly nodded “Yes… I have a strong feeling that… Voldemort did this...”

The centaur’s tail flicked in annoyance at the name “To what end? What did this creature do to deserve such punishment? He feels too light if I am blunt, too thin. I can feel his spine and ribs.”

Harry looked down with a depressed expression “He was being forced to work for Voldemort… Him, Bellatrix, and Fenrir were ordered to cause havoc at the Burrow during Christmas. While I was lead out of the area by Bellatrix from blind rage and to seek revenge against my dead Godfather… Fenrir and Bellatrix attacked the house and it burst into flames. If Bardock hadn't sent his patronus into the house to get everyone out, a lot of people would have been hurt or killed.” Harry clenched his fists “He was punished for warning them… And that he didn’t kill anyone… He’s been missing since Christmas… This is the first time I’d seen him since then...”

Bane looked back down when the Saiyan male whimpered and curled into his chest, a painful expression on the man’s face. “So cruel…” he murmured.

When the two of them got to the school, Harry led the centaur to the hospital wing. Poppy was extremely irritated when she was woken up but very quickly sobered at the sight of a centaur holding a bleeding and mangled man. She ushered the centaur to an empty bed and Bane laid the male down. Bardock whined in his throat and curled onto his side into a ball. Poppy started to inspect his wounds and looked at Harry “Where did you find this man?”

“A little inside the Forbidden Forest. I was visiting Hagrid with Professor Slughorn. When I left the hut, I heard a groan from the woods. A few trees in I saw him sitting up against the tree.” he fidgeted “Do you think you could call Gohan, Goku, and Piccolo down here to see him as soon as possible? Now if you can? I need to go see Dumbledore.”

Poppy pressed her lips into a thin line then said “Fine, I’ll send for them. You can go see the Headmaster.”

Harry sighed then nodded “Thank you.” he turned to Bane and actually bowed “Thank you so much for your assistance.”

Bane nodded curtly “I hope your friend heals.” He then turned, trotted out of the Hospital Wing, and headed towards the forest.

Harry went back over to Bardock then put his hand on the man’s shaking shoulder “I hope you get better Bardock…” He turned and quickly walked out of the room.

Poppy closed off his bed with curtains, carefully gave the shaking and whimpering man a calming draught then bandaged the man up, cringing slightly as she reset his broken femurs. After wrapping the man up and cleaning up the blood -she was a bit taken back by the tail but reset the few broken bones there and helped the swelling go down- she called for Minerva, Flitwick, and Snape to get the requested students.

When then students came, she noticed Goku not with Minerva. Piccolo crossed his arms and rumbled “Son Goku is still in his Alpha mode and sleeping in Draco’s bed in the Slytherin dorm. He will not be joining us.”

Poppy pressed her lips together then nodded “Alright. Professor Flitwick, you may go. You are not needed.” the short professor nodded then waddled away. She turned to the teachers as the two students walked forwards and past her “Potter said he found this man just on the border of the Forbidden Forest. His legs are broken and his clothes as well as skin show signs of dragging himself across the ground.”

Gohan’s tail flicked and he frowned “That scent…” his eyes widened when they locked on the closed off bed “B-Bardock?!”

Piccolo’s own eyes widened “Is it him?” The two of them rushed forwards and entered the curtained off area.

Gohan gasped then covered his mouth in shock “Oh my Kami…”

Piccolo briskly walked around to the side of Bardock’s bed and frowned deeply “This was that Dark Lord’s doing… Wasn’t it...?” he looked back at Gohan who nodded numbly before walking over and sitting down on the bed.

“O-Ojiisan…” Gohan choked back a sob as he put his hand on the sleeping Saiyan’s bandaged chest “Otousan’s going to be devastated...” he looked up at Piccolo “Can Kami help with this?”

As the curtain was pulled back a bit, Piccolo rumbled “I’ll see what he can do.” he closed his eyes then opened them again. His demeanor tensed and he murmured “Oh my…” Kami put a hand over a bandaged up wound on his chest then his hand softly glowed gold. He put his other hand on Bardock’s forehead and furrowed his brow “His mind is… troubling…”

Gohan bit his lip “W-What do you mean?”

Kami shook his head and said uneasily “His mind is closed off. Bardock feels… primal. Much like when Son Goku goes into those Alpha moods of instinct. Yet… he feels feeble, weak. His mind is very weak but it feels like he’s hiding something away.” he looked up at Gohan “I can only assume his mind went into itself to protect his sanity from the torture inflicted upon him. Thus, he is now running on the most basic instincts.” he pet Bardock’s hair as the male whimpered “What do animals do when they need comfort Gohan?”

Gohan murmured “Pack… They go to their family and pack. But… his Ki is almost non existent, how did he get here?” he leaned down and sniffed Bardock before frowning “There’s another scent on him. Its smells animalistic but human… Kind of like how Professor Lupin smelled.”

Kami nodded “Perhaps a werewolf found him and helped him?”

“Fenrir.” The two of them looked over at the curtain to see Severus standing in front of the closed curtains “It must be Fenrir you are smelling. Him and Bardock formed some sort of pack bond with each other over time. Greyback must have helped him escape by putting him on the edge of the boundary where apparition does not work. Bardock must have crawled the rest of the way towards the castle on pure instinct and willpower alone.”

Kami nodded then went back to healing the broken man. Gohan took Bardock’s closest hand into his and gently rubbed the palm of his hand with his thumb. Bardock made a small whimpering-howl sound and Gohan answered with his own soft reassuring whine. He cupped Bardock’s cheek and the Alpha Saiyan eager leaned into the touch, his instincts happy to be near his own kind and an Omega that was related to him nonetheless. Gohan sighed sadly “Why would Voldemort hurt him…”

Severus flinched slightly at the name before said stoically “The Dark Lord does not approve of disobedience.” he tilted his head then said even though he already knew the answer “Who is this man to you? You seem to care for him deeply.”

Gohan looked at Kami then back down at Bardock “He’s… family...”

“Hn.” Snape could see that the young Saiyan was not comfortable so he simply said “The Headmaster will want to question him once he is conscious and safe to approach.”

Gohan pressed his lips into a thin line then nodded stiffly “A-Alright.”

Severus eyed the pure blooded Saiyan before turning and exiting the curtained off bed. The black haired Professor looked at Minerva who was waiting anxiously. “Well?”

Snape eyed McGonagall with an unreadable expression then said “The male is named Bardock. According to Son Gohan, he is family to him and he is a Saiyan as well if the tail is anything to go by. According to Mr. Daimao, he has been put under the torture of the Dark Lord himself. Due to the long exposure to torture, mentally and physically from the sound of it, his mind went into itself to protect his sanity. Currently, he is most relatable to a wounded pup in his state of mind.”

“Oh my… How horrible…” Minerva murmured with wide eyes.

Poppy shook her head “It’s beyond cruel…” she looked at Severus with weary eyes “The Headmaster-”

“Will deal with him once the male as soon as he is awake and we are sure he is not a danger to us and the school.” Snape said firmly then continued “Mr. Daimao has healing abilities that are currently working to heal his body, we will check on him tomorrow or later. Poppy, make sure he is calm and administer a calming draught if he is panicking. Give the potion to Mr. Son Gohan if Bardock doesn’t want you near him.” Without another word, he turned and left the room.

Minerva spared a glance at the curtained off bed then left as well. Poppy sighed then walked over and peered through the curtains “How is he?”

Kami looked up and said quietly “He is calm. I have healed most of his wounds. Some of them were done with some sort of magical means to keep them from healing. I broken the spell that was causing it but it also wore out most of my ability.” he looked at Gohan “Forgive me I was not able to heal him completely.”

Gohan smiled softly “It’s fine Kami, really. You did an amazing job.”

A small smile made an appearance on the Nameks lips and he nodded “Thank you Son Gohan.”

Poppy frowned “I do not recall asking in the past but… Why do you act so different and why does Gohan refer to you as Kami?”

Gohan blushed then Kami said calmly “In simple terms you’d be able to comprehend, I am another part of Piccolo. Similar to another personality if that makes more sense to you.”

“H-He… You… have Multi Personality Disorder?” Poppy asked hesitantly.

Kami sighed “It is not a disorder. It is complicated but do remember he and I have different minds and personalities as well as abilities. Unlike Piccolo, I am able to tap into my healing abilities more than Piccolo can. Piccolo can only do minor healing whilst I can do much more.”

Gohan chuckled “Probably because his Ki is more wild despite all his meditation while yours is more tame.”

Kami winked “Don’t let Piccolo hear you saying that cub. Well, too late actually. He’s grumbling to himself.”

Gohan laughed then smiled at Kami “He grumbles, it’s one of the things he’s really good at.”

Kami chuckled and shook his head “You two really are perfect for each other.”

Gohan blushed at that and ducked his head in embarrassment. “Th-Thank you Kami…”

Poppy blinked, still not sure if she understood “Um… Alright then… I guess I’ll leave him in your care…?”

Kami nodded “I’ve done all I can for now. I need rest.” he looked at Gohan and said “I’ll return your mate to your now.”

Gohan looked back up “Thank you for your help Kami.”

Kami nodded again with a smile then closed his eyes. When his face hardened, the Namekian opened his eyes and rumbled “I did not appreciate you talking about me like that so casually Gohan.”

Gohan blushed harder and averted his eyes “Sorry… It’s just…” he looked back over and grinned “It’s so easy to tease you Love. Besides, I wasn’t wrong.”

Piccolo huffed and crossed his arms “I suppose, but you made me out to be some wild animal with no control over my own Ki.”

Gohan titled his head a bit to the left “Well… You did say you were from the Warrior clan whilst Kami was from Dragon clan.”

Piccolo raised a brow ridge “Your point?”

Gohan purred “Aren’t warrior types supposed to be more hostile and such so they can be warriors? I mean… It’s one of the things I find…” he thought the last part with with a purr ‘Sexy…’

Piccolo found that his cheeks flushed a purple color and he cleared his throat before looking at Poppy and growling “Don’t you have anything better to do wizard woman?”

Madam Pomfrey looked taken before before frowning and exiting the curtained off bed. Gohan let out a short laugh “You get embarrassed too easily Piccolo.” Piccolo narrowed his eyes and Gohan looked taken back “You okay Piccolo?”

Piccolo ran a hand from his forehead to the back of his head “I’m tired…”

Gohan walked over and stood in front of him then put a hand on his mate’s green neck neck “Go get some sleep then Pic.” he gently caressed his high, sharp cheekbones “You look and I can sense that you’re tired.”

Piccolo’s eyes lidded slightly as if he was about to fall asleep on his feet “Are you staying here with him?”

Gohan nodded “If he wakes up, he’ll hopefully be less panicked if a Saiyan was nearby.”

Piccolo resisted reaching up to rub his eyes and settled with nodded “Alright. I’ll come visit in the morning.” he put his left hand on Gohan’s neck then pulled him forwards to kiss him.

Gohan purred softly into the kiss before parting and murmuring “Sleep well…” Piccolo grunted then turned and left the curtained off bed. Gohan went back over to Bardock and pulled up a nearby chair as close to the bed as he could then settled down. He reached out and gently stroked his Grandfather’s hair as he man continued sleeping. His eyes lidded a bit and he murmured “We’ll get you better Ojiisan… I promise…”

Once alone in the dark hallway, Piccolo yawned widely and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. “Damn…” he was a lot more tired than he thought. As he went through the school then walked through the Slytherin common room, he felt himself getting more weary by the second. With a tired sigh, he loosened the hem of his Gi top then pulled it off as he walked towards the boys dorm. He paused when he heard a small sound. Piccolo looked over towards the couch and saw a familiar style of flaming hair peeking over the arm of the chair. The Namekian frowned and walked over, tucking his Gi tip under his arm after he balled it up. When he walked around the couch, his frown deepened “Vegeta?”

The Saiyan looked up blearily then looked back down to stare at nothing “Come to gloat or make fun of me Namek...”

Piccolo knelt down to be sort of eye-to-eye with Vegeta “To what end? I have no reason to gloat or make fun of you as you put it.”

Vegeta huffed then curled up more “You smell like blood.”

Piccolo noticed the subject change so he just sat down cross-legged and rumbled “Potter stumbled across Bardock in the Forbidden Forest.”

Vegeta’s head picked up and he widened his eyes “He’s been found? I-I thought that blood smelled familiar but… I didn’t want it to be true…”

The Namek nodded “When Potter found him, Bardock was in bad shape. Both femurs broken as well as a multitude of other wounds. Right now his mental health is not in the best shape.” As Piccolo described more of Bardock’s condition, Vegeta’s chest tightened and he curled up into a ball again. Piccolo sighed then pinched the bridge between his eyes before looking back up “Kami resurfaced to heal about eighty percent of him. He couldn’t do anything for his mind though. He tells me that Bardock is more feral at the moment, his mind doing so to protect itself.”

Vegeta looked away from Piccolo and murmured “I know.”

Piccolo raised a brow ridge “You know what?”

Vegeta sighed and closed his eyes “I know that he is not in his right mind. He was like that when I saw him last.”

Piccolo clenched his fists “You saw him hurt and yet you did nothing? How long ago was this?”

Vegeta’s tail tightened around his waist “Not long after that Christmas holiday. I’d was bringing down three Death Eaters to torture and kill when I came upon Bardock being held in a cage and chained so he could not escape.”

Piccolo stood up and growled angrily “And yet you left him to be subject to months of torture when you knew where he was?!” he spat “After being Frieza’s bitch I thought you would have more sympathy towards those in Bardock’s situation!” Vegeta then did something Piccolo didn’t expect; he curled up tightly and covered his head with his arms, a small whine bubbling from his throat. Piccolo’s muscled laxed and he murmured “Vegeta…?” When he got no reply, he sighed heavily and knelt down near the Saiyan “I… I’m sorry... I did not mean that… It was a cruel thing to say...” Piccolo’s anger ebbed away as he could sense Vegeta’s misery building. Not liking seeing the proud warrior he’d come to respect break down in front of him on a couch, Piccolo thought about what he'd do if it was Gohan. An idea came to the Namekian and he put down his Gi top on the nearby coffee table, sat down next to the curled up Saiyan then pulled the male onto his bare chest.

Vegeta froze up “Wha-”

“Shut up.” Piccolo grumbled and put his arms around Vegeta. He shifted then said “If Gohan was upset I would be doing this for him too. He said he always felt better after sleeping with someone he was comfortable around. So just shut up and get some sleep.”

The Saiyan felt speechless with the Namekian’s behavior as his cheek was pressed against a firm pectoral. But as he laid there on large green alien’s broad chest, he couldn’t help but calm down. When Piccolo’s breathing evened out and deepened, he could tell that the Namek was in deep meditation. Vegeta felt his eyes droop with exhaustion as he was slowly slipping unconscious from the steady up and down motion of Piccolo’s chest, the man’s heartbeat, overall calm aura and even his scent that smelled of Gohan and the forest. Before letting himself loss to sleep, the Saiyan murmured “Thank you…” Vegeta’s throat tightened when he felt Piccolo’s grip tighten. A purr rumbled softly in his chest as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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