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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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Tragedy At Hogwarts

“So, your name is Bardock?” Minerva asked sharply.

The scar-faced Saiyan grunted with a nod from where he sat “I am.”

McGonagall raised an eyebrow “Father of brothers Son Goku and Son Gohan?’

Bardock’s tail flicked “Yes.”

Minerva folded her hands on her desk “Why were you tortured by the Dark Lord?”

Bardock clenched his fists and looked down “He did not approve of me warning the Weasley’s that their house was about to get attacked nor did he approve of me only stunning Lupin, Tonks and Ginny Weasley. I was ordered to kill and assist.”

Minerva widened her eyes, her eyes flickering over to Horace and Flitwick who were standing nearby with their wands out. “You were there on the night the Weasley home was destroyed and attacked?”

Bardock nodded “I sent my patronus to warn hem. They got out just in time. I was tortured with wounding spells when I returned to the Dark Lord then went to check on my cub out of panic. Once I knew everyone was safe, I left and returned to the Dark Lord… He…” Bardock shut his eyes as memory of his own pained screams filled his ears “He used the cruciatus curse on me more than seven times… The pain…” he let slip a small whine and hugged his midsection “I don’t remember after the third time. From what I can tell, I’ve been under torture since christmas night. That was the worst pain I’ve ever experienced in my life on that night. Well, second to the pain of losing my mate mean… Nothing can compare to that, but the torture was close.”

Slughorn looked at the muscled man with wide eyes “What being are you to be able to withstand that kind of torture and come back?”

Bardock crossed his arms and looked up, a proud look in his eyes “The same that my King Vegeta is. The proud race of Saiyans.” he waved his tail the wrapped it around his waist.

Minerva’s expression turned serious “Why did you join the Dark Lord and when?”

Bardock growled “I foolishly agreed when I wanted something to do after my people were slaughtered in front of my eyes. I wanted a stress reliever after the death of my mate. I wanted to cause pain and smell the scent of fear and death to dull the pain of the hole in my heart caused after my mate’s murder. I joined him four years ago. Two years ago I started doubting what I was doing.” he eyed them then gruffed “As much as I hate him, I am not disclosing any information. I will tell you I deem necessary and that is it.” he growled deeply “I’ve dealt with enough shit as it is, all I want to do is be with my cubs. That and tear off that damned lizard’s cock and shove it down his throat.”

The other teachers blushed at the colorful language and Flitwick cleared his throat “I recale Goku and Gohan’s files to say that a Chi-Chi and Gohan the first were their parents.”

Bardock gruffed “Adopted him. As a Saiyan warrior I had no time for children. My mate was reluctant of course but agreed to hand them to someone who wasn’t affiliated with fighting.”

Minerva said with a sharp tone “Will you answer questions after taking Veritaserum?”

Bardock, remembering that potion from Snape, growled with bared teeth “I will not subject myself to truth telling serum.”

“Why not?” Professor slughorn asked.

Bardock looked at them with a grave expression “There are questions that should remain unanswered in this world I do not trust you three to not ask me.”

Minerva narrowed her eyes “Why should we trust you then? Why shouldn’t we just end this conversation and send you to be tried as a Death Eater?”

Bardock showed her his forearms “I do not bear the dark mark.” he crossed his arms then smirked “Besides, unlike the Dark Lord, I hold no fear of you nor are you powerful enough to detain me. All I want, is to be with my cubs and for this damned ridiculous war to be over.”

“But… the war hasn’t started.” Flitwick said.

Bardock’s eyes narrowed “And that is called ignorance. The war started as soon as that Diggory boy was killed and the Dark Lord was revived. First blood of the war was drawn that night and it won’t be the last. Last year proved that at the Ministry.” Bardock’s eyes flickered away from them when he felt familiar signatures make themselves known. His eyes looked back and he rumbled “I’ve been in enough combat to know war when I see it.” the Saiyan stood up, stunning them since Minerva had discreetly put a charm on the chair so he couldn’t get up, and he said “I have one thing to tell you though.” his eyes darkened dangerously “The Dark Lord made plans to put the final nail in the coffin that would seal the fate of the war.” Bardock’s tail flicked as he glanced behind him “And it happens today.”

Draco swallowed thickly as he stood in front of the Vanishing Cabinet that haunted his dreams for months. He looked behind him, still wary that Goku will pop up behind him randomly. His eyes snapped to the cabinet when the tell tale sign of something appearing in it sounded. He took a few wary steps back as the door handle turned then the door pushed open, black smoke billowing out as figures walked from the cabinet. Feeling his nerves flaking slightly, he backed away a bit.

Bellatrix looked around the room with a grin. When she spotted Draco, she cooed “Good boy Draco. Now go ahead of us.”

Draco paled more than he already was and nodded, his eyes flickering to Fenrir who had a neutral expression then he turned and fled. Draco cringed when he felt a second signature along with Dumbledore’s; Potter. He took a deep breath then opened the door and purposely closed it loudly. As Draco ascended the stairs, he felt Harry’s signature rush away from Dumbledore’s but stay in that general area. Swallowing his nerves, Draco pulled out his wand and entered the room, his wand pointed at the elderly Headmaster.

Dumbledore looked at Draco calmly “Good evening Draco. What brings you here on this fine spring evening?”

Draco clenched his wand then growled “Shut up!”

Albus said calmly “Draco… You are no assassin-”

“How do you know what I am!?” Draco practically shrieked “I’ve done things that would shock you!”

“Like cursing Katie Bell and hoping she would, in turn, bear a cursed necklace to me?” Draco widened his eyes in shock and Dumbledore continued “Like replacing a bottle of mead with one laced with poison. Forgive me, Draco, but these are attempts so weak I cannot help but question if your heart has been really in them.”

Draco tightened his tail around his waist in an attempt of comfort “He trusts me! I was chosen!” he pulled up his sleeve and revealed his dark mark.

Dumbledore reached for his wand “I shall make it easy for you.”

When Albus withdrew his wand, Draco shouted “Expelliarmus!” and the elder’s wand tumbled to the ground.

“Very good, very good.” The Headmaster murmured. Albus looked at Draco’s fearful eyes “I’m curious, what do your mate’s think of this?”

Draco physically hissed, his tail fluffing out and lashing behind him “Leave them out of this!”

Albus ignore the teen’s outcry and continued “What of little Vegeta? The babe born between Goku and Vegeta?”

Draco jumped when he heard the door below open the close; he could sense Bellatrix and the other Death Eaters. He looked back at Dumbledore and bared his teeth “You will leave our cub out of this old man!”

Dumbledore’s eyes flickered behind Draco got a second “There are others? How?”

Draco gripped his wand tightly “The vanishing cabinet in the Room of Requirement. I repaired it.”

“Let me guess…” Dumbledore asked curiously “It has a sister, a twin?”

Draco nodded, stepping a bit to the right to get closer to albus “At Borgin and Burkes. They form a passage.”

“Ingenious.” Albus marveled. He then looked at Draco with something akin to fondness “Draco… Years ago I knew a boy who made all the wrong choices. Please let me help you.”

“I don’t need your help!” Draco gritted his teeth, if Dumbledore or Harry could detect scents they would have smelled the nervousness and stress rolling off of the blonde “Don’t you understand? I have to do this!” his lip trembled and voice cracked “I have to kill you! Or... he’s going to kill everyone I love...He’ll kill Veget…” Draco’s tail bristled when he saw Bellatrix walk into the room followed by the other Death Eaters.

The insane witch mused “Well, look what we have here.” she walked up behind Draco and purred “Well done Draco…”

Dumbledore looked at the Death Eaters with no fear “Good evening Bellatrix. I think introductions are in order, don’t you?.”

Bellatrix chuckled “Love to Albus. But I’m afraid we’re on a tight schedule.” she looked at Draco and hissed “Do it.”

Fenrir glanced at Draco’s lowering wand then growled “He doesn’t have the stomach, just like his Father. Let me finish him in my own way-”

“NO!” Bellatrix shrieked “The Dark Lord was clear the boy must do it!” she looked at Draco coldly “This is your moment, do it. Go on Draco! Now!”

Draco accidently let slip a small whine in his throat but it went unheard as a voice called out:

“No.”

Everyone turned to see Severus Snape walked out from the shadows, his wand drawn. They watched as Snape slowly walked around Draco and stood in front of Albus. The Headmaster looked at Severus and murmured “Severus… Please…”

The room was graveyard silent as everyone held their breath in anticipation. Suddenly, Snape uttered those two words that sealed anyone fate who heard them:

“Avada Kedavra!”

Draco’s eyes widened as a flash of green slammed into the Headmaster and he was flung backwards, his body going over the end of the tower. “No…” Draco’s heart plummeted as he was whisked away by Snape, his eyes welling with grievous tears. ‘I couldn’t do it…’

Bardock narrowed his eyes then widened them “Shit…” Without looking at the three teachers in front of him, Bardock floated up a bit then sped out of the room, smashing the door off its hinges. Flying outside, Bardock looked up then widened his eyes when he saw a flash of green then a familiar figure getting flung out of the large window; he couldn’t sense an energy signature. Bardock crouched then jumped up and caught the figure then floated back down. He looked down sadly and murmured “Albus…” Bardock looked over as he sensed Bellatrix fire a spell into the sky. He growled at the sight of the Dark Mark burning brightly in the sky. “Fucking bitch…” Bardock looked around when he saw students starting to slowly gather. He looked around the carefully laid the deceased Headmaster on the ground.

“Dad…?” Bardock looked to his left to see Goku walking towards him “W-What happened? He’s…”

“Dead.” Vegeta gruffed as he walked forwards.

Bardock nodded then looked back up at the Dark Mark. He smirked at his cub “Care to help me get rid of that?”

Goku cracked his knuckles “Sure. Energy beam?”

Bardock nodded “Yup.” the two of them went into a fighting stance then cupped their hands to their hips but their hands touching. “One, two…” A ball bright blue energy formed in their cupped hands, a ball of their containing both of their energy. “THREE!” They both thrusted their hands upwards with a short yell and straight at the cloud formation of the dark mark. Everyone present heard the dark mark roar as if in pain then the energy beam’s light spread throughout it and the dark mark disintegrated.

Piccolo, who was nearby, looked towards the ground keeper’s hut “Hagrid…” He looked at Gohan then the two of them sped faster than anyone could blink towards the now burning hut.

Trunks looked after them then looked sighed “I’ll… go look at the damage…” he floated up then flew into the castle.

Bardock put a hand on his cub’s shoulder and smiled gratefully. His smile was short lived when he saw Harry stumbling forwards “Harry…” Harry’s eyes were wide and disbelieving as he looked down at Dumbledore’s corpse. Potter fell to his knees wordlessly, even though he’d see the death happen from under the floorboards he still couldn’t believe it. Bardock knelt down and put a hand on Harry’s shoulder.

Harry jerked away then yelled with tightly clenched fists “WHY DIDN’T YOU HELP HIM!?” he started hitting Bardock’s pecs with his fists “I KNOW YOU’RE STRONG! WHY DIDN’T YOU HELP HIM?!”

Bardock grabbed Harry’s wrists as the teen’s hits weakened. He pulled Harry to his chest then hugged him, his hand rubbed Harry’s back. Bardock didn’t say anything because there was nothing to say; he couldn’t tell him everything was going to be alright when it wasn’t. He couldn’t lie to the boy. Harry sobbed into the still shirtless Saiyan’s chest, ignoring everyone around him who was confused and shocked by the scene before them: Harry Potter weeping into a shirtless man’s chest who looked like Goku with a dead looking Albus Dumbledore lying on the ground. All the teachers and students looked on with crestfallen expressions as Harry’s sobs echoed through the courtyard. Bardock looked at everyone then looked back down at Harry. He nuzzled Harry’s neck then murmured “Come on. Let’s leave your teachers to this, you need some time.” he helped Harry stand then put his arm around him and guided him past Minerva. He paused near her and murmured “Final nail...” he locked eyes with her then looked back to Harry and kept walking. The Saiyan led the now silent boy to his personal quarters, closing the door behind them and locking it. He sat the quit teen on his bed then went over to his liquor cabinet; he needed a strong drink and he thought Harry needed one too. He poured himself some of his home brew while he got Harry a whiskey. Bardock sat down next to Harry and held out the whiskey glass “Here, helps numb the pain. Trust me.” Harry numbly took the glass and Bardock knocked back a gulp of his own strong liquor. Bardock sighed then leaned forwards, his forearms on his knees as he looked down in his cup. He heard Harry take a large gulp of the whiskey then shudder deeply as it went down. It seemed like forever as silence filled the room before Bardock opened his mouth “I’m sorry Harry… I really am…” he reached up with his left hand and rubbed his temple “The most I can say is… At least it was a painless death… He didn’t have to suffer.” he knocked back the rest of his drink then reached over into his drawer and pulled out his red cloth. He stared down at it before taking a deep sniff of the scent of his mate. Bardock sighed deeply then clenched it tightly, his eyes closed as he let himself get lost in his mate’s scent.

Harry downed the rest of his drink then rubbed the lip of it with his thumb. “Are you going to leave… Now that you’ve been found out I mean...”

Bardock shrugged “No one’s asked me or confronted me about being Karcdob so I have no answer for you. If I can be accepted as being Karcdob I’ll stay. I doubt it though if I am to be honest. But…” he lowered the cloth and stared down at it “I’ve grown to love this place.” he looked at Harry “If I can help in this war, I will.” he put a hand on top of Harry’s shaking one “I know your life has been Hell lately Potter, but know I’m here for you to talk to and ground yourself. War isn’t pretty, I know that first hand. Doing this shit alone isn’t fun.”

Harry looked at Bardock then nodded “Thanks…”

Bardock patted Harry’s hand then stood up and took his glass, walking back to his cabinet. He just grabbed his bottle of brew and whiskey then brought them back. He handed the whiskey bottle to Harry and gruffed “If you’re anything like how I was, you’ll want this. It’ll help you sleep dreamlessly.” he sat back down then took a gulp of his own home brew. Bardock glanced at Harry as he took a large gulp of the liquor then coughed slightly. The Saiyan sighed then curled his tail around Harry’s waist, pulling the teen as Bardock shifted to be sitting up against the headboard of his bed. Harry leaned into Bardock but kept the bottle he was handed in a tight grip. Bardock sighed then held up his bottle skywards “Aparus judge you fair Albus, you were a good friend and acting Grandfather to most. May Otherworld treat you well.” he tilted the bottle slightly and nodded “To Albus Dumbledore.”

Harry raised his bottle then rasped “Dumbledore…”

Bardock looked over as Harry started nursing his bottle of liquor. The Saiyan brought his own bottle to his lips then took a long drink. Bardock and Harry spent a long time in silence, silently grieving for the recently murmured Headmaster. Bardock put down his mostly empty bottle then glanced blearily down at Harry. The teen’s eyes were heavy with exhaustion but he still had a strong grip on the bottle. Bardock gently rubbed Harry’s arm, his own arm being around the boy’s shoulder “Why don’t ya get some sleep Harry? Your halfway there anyway.” He eased the bottle from Potter’s hand then put it next to his own bottle on the nightstand. Bardock adjusted himself so he was laying down and pulled Harry to him, rubbing his back soothingly. The Saiyan sighed tiredly but murmured as Harry curled into him “I’ll stay awake till you fall asleep. I’ve got things on my mind to think about anyway.” he felt Harry nod against his chest. Within a minute, Bardock felt Harry’s breathing mellow out to signal the young wizard was asleep. The scar-faced Saiyan’s tail flicked absently as he went over today’s events. He’d only discovered he’d practically in a walking coma for over two months and now the man he’d fooled yet begun to trust as a friend was dead. Bardock thought back to when Draco sobbed against him about his mission to kill the elderly man, but he had a feeling Draco did not go through with it. If Severus was true to his vow, then the hooked nosed wizard would have dealt the death blow to the Hogwarts Headmaster. He stared up at the ceiling with a deep in thought expression; should he reveal exactly who he is? Would they allow him to keep teaching the Dark Arts? In all honesty, he loved his job. He loved the kids he taught as well. He wasn’t too happy about the grading, but it was a minor complaint. Bardock raised his hand and stared up at the red cloth clenched in it. “Toma…” the Saiyan murmured “What should I do?” he growled slightly and rubbed his eyes “Things were much simpler in my purging days… Didn’t have to mull things over as much… Tsh… I’m becoming soft…” he turned his head and looked down at Harry then his eyes softened “I… guess it’s not a bad thing…” He pulled Harry onto him more then hugged him with his arms and tail as he closed his eyes to rest.
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Book 4: The Half-Blood Princes