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Book 6: Z Warriors And The Deathly Hallows Part 2	By : DamianTheSnowLeox Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1718 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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To Be The Master, You Must Kill The Master

Bardock yelled with a grin as he smashed his fists down on another giant's skull, shattering the dome and ending the giant’s life. He landed in a crouched position on the battleground, his tail swishing behind him excitedly. The scarred Saiyan’s clothes were torn and burned but he wasn’t really hurt that much, his top destroyed within the first half hour leaving his furred chest bare. He looked around then spotted Lavender Brown being cornered by several Death Eaters. “Lav!” He darted forward but skidded to a halt when a sandy pelt rushed past him and ran into the Death Eaters. Bardock watched as the wolf he sensed to be Fenrir Greyback rip apart the dark wizards, saving Lavender. Fenrir glanced at the young and scared witch briefly then ran off. Bardock noticed Harry, Ron and Hermione bobbing and weaving through the mayhem. He noticed that a very large giant noticed the trio as well and he lumbered towards them, his archway-club smashing into the outdoor hallway they were travelling through. When the makeshift club was raised again, Bardock flew forwards and caught it before it hit the trio. He glanced at Harry and grinned “Fancy meeting you here Potter! Nice day isn't it?”

Harry wasn't sure if the furry man was joking or not then he widened his eyes “B-Bardock?!”

“Yup!” He turned back to the giant and yelled before easily shooting a beam of energy through the weapon, shattering it, and hitting the giant in the arm, blowing the limb off. Bardock waved two fingers at Harry and grinned “Try to stay safe alright Harry? Ron? Mione?” He turned back to the giant and zoomed forwards, his fist flying as he dealt blow after shattering blow to its ribcage.

Severus Snape swallowed thickly when Lucius left after telling him the Dark Lord requested his presence. He felt Lucifer’s unseen hand on his shoulder and the demon’s deep voice rumble in his ear:

“I am here Severus… There is no need for fear…”

Snape nodded then apparated to where Voldemort was in the boat house. He already knew this was where he died at the hands of the Dark Lord and his pet snake. The only silver lining that kept him from running away was that the death would be worth the pain if he got to be with his loved one. When he appeared, he silently noted that he could sense that the golden trio as well as Draco were on the other side of the wall. Severus’ face was unreadable as he looked at the lizard-like wizard “You called for me my Lord?”

Voldemort’s thin ashen fingers deftly traced over the wood of the Elder Wand, his back turned to Severus. “Why doesn’t it work for me?”

“You have performed extraordinary magic with this wand, my Lord. In the last few hours alone-”

“No!” the Dark Lord snaps “I am extraordinary, but the wand resists me.”

Snape studies Voldemort in the low light then his eyes shift to Nagini who slides slowly over the wooden floor, circling the two wizards. Snape cleared his throat then said firmly “There is no wand more powerful. Ollivander himself said it. Tonight, when the boy comes to you, it will not fail you, I am sure. It answers to you... and you alone.”

“Does it?” Voldemort holds the wand to the wavering light again, his eyes on Snape.

“My Lord?”

“The wand. Does it truly answer to me?” “

Snape says nothing. For a moment, he and Voldemort stand perfectly still, the only sound being the soft lapping of the lake. Snape's face keeps calm, composed, but is then his hand concealed behind his back, twitches with tension. He felts his lovers invisible hands on his waist and a soft breath on his neck making him relax a bit.

“You're a clever man, Severus. Surely you must know”. Snape remains silent, his gaze shifts to Nagini, still slithering slowly across the floor. “Where, Severus? Where does it loyalties lie?”

Snape looks away from Nagini, sees Voldemort staring at him intently. “With you, of course, my Lord.”

Voldemort stares long at Snape, then, finally speaks, “The Elder Wand cannot serve properly, Severus, because I am not its true master. The Elder Wand belongs to the wizard who killed its last owner. Ollivander was quite explicit about that.” he stood in front of Severus and hissed “You killed Dumbledore, Severus. While you live, the Elder Wand cannot be truly mine…”

Snape stares at Voldemort, then his eyes shift to Nagini, still circling. He looks back to Voldemort questioningly “My... Lord…?”

“You have been a good and faithful servant Severus.” Voldemort raises the wand, points it at Snape’s throat. “But only I can live forever…” Voldemort sweeps his arm away, turning the wand on Nagini. “Kill.”

Snape’s eyes shift and meet the snake…

The snake strikes.

Snape gasps and falls back against the window, blood spattering against it and dripping down. He feels his lovers hand soothing caressing him as he receives bite after brutal bite, dagger-like fangs ripping into his flesh.

Voldemort runs a finger along the wand, eyeing it with wonder as Nagini brutally attacks Severus. After a few moments, the Dark Lord hisses “Nagini! Come!” He sweeps from the room and apperates, his snake going along with him.

“L...Lu-uc…” Severus gasps brokenly, his eyes wide as he felt his blood dripping from his wounds and soaking into the floor.

Lucifer, only in Severus’ eyes, appears and gently caresses his bloody cheek “Soon love… You have one more task to do Severus… then… we shall be together…”

Snape nods once slowly then his eyes glance over as Harry rushes into the room. Potter kneels down and is obviously distraught as he presses fingers to a large gash on Severus’ neck. “I-It's alright professor! W-We'll get you fixed up!” Draco stood behind Harry in shock at seeing his Godfather dying and bloody, a hand to his mouth and his eyes wide.

Severus feels himself overwhelmed with emotions and tears spill from his eyes, whether they are happy or sad he couldn't tell. He motions to them weakly and rasps to Harry “Take them… Please…”

Harry widens his eyes when he recognizes the shimmering liquid and turns up at Hermione “Give me a bottle! Anything!” Hermione hands him a small flask and Harry quickly puts it on Severus’ cheek. Severus blinks, his breath haggard and wheezy as the silver liquid fills the flask. Once full, Harry puts a stopper on it and looks back at Severus with teary eyes. “Professor…”

Severus’ hand slowly reaches up and presses his hand to Harry’s cheek. His dark eyes search Harry's and he whispers “You have… your mother's... eyes…” His eyes look past Harry and lock with Lucifer. The dying man rasps in a gruff, foreign language “Cold…”

The Devil places a hand on Severus Snape’s chest, just over his heart, and rumbles in the demonic tongue “Do you, Severus Snape, willingly give your soul to me and consent to being my Love, my everything, my consort and left hand in ruling Hell, our home, for all of eternity?”

As Severus’ eye begin to unfocus, he rasps out in the demonic tongue “I… do…” His eyes rim with gold then red for a moment then turn dull. The light left his eyes as his hand fell from Harry’s cheek and to the floor with a thud.

A second later, everyone looked to see that Draco had fallen to his knees and was staring shell shocked at Severus. “N-No…” Draco’s tail laid limp behind him as he started shaking, his eyes locked on his Godfather. He crawled forwards and let out a distressed whine as he hands pressed against Severus’ leg and chest, his pale fingers getting stained red. “No no… Please oh Gods no…”

"Dra...co…?” Harry said hesitantly, not wanting to startle the mourning teen.

Draco sniffed and said, his voice cracking with his sorrow “He… Severus was... my Godfather… I looked to him as my father more than Lucius…” He swallowed thickly then whined again, his forehead going to rest on a nonbloody part of Snape’s upper arm.

Harry looked at Draco then put his hand on the teen's upper back, rubbing softly. Ron took a few steps forwards then said “Is it just me… or does he look… happy…?”

Everyone except Draco looked at Severus’ face. Hermione and Harry realized that Ron was right; there was a slight up-curve to the dead man’s lips, hinting to a content smile. Hermione hugged her arms tighter “What do you think he was smiling about?”

“Dunno.” Ron’s brow furrowed curiously.

Suddenly, a raspy voice echoed through their heads and all the heads of those inside the castle; Death Eater, student and adult alike.

‘You have fought valiantly... but in vain... I do not wish this…’

Draco whimpered and curled into Severus more, his tail coiling around Snape’s limp arm in a desperate attempt of comfort.

‘Every drop of magical blood spilled is a terrible waste... I therefore command my forces to retreat... In their absence… dispose of your dead with dignity... Treat your injured…’

Draco whine again, feeling miserable and wanting his mates as well as wanting his Godfather back. He felt Harry gently shake him to get his attention.

“Draco? Come back with us. I know Goku and Vegeta will be there.” After getting no response, he continued “You know… Veget is at the castle too.”

Draco slowly looked at Harry and the glasses-wearing wizard could compare the pale teen to a scared and wary animal. Draco gulped then nodded slowly “I-I'll go…”

Draco slowly stood up and looked down at Severus longingly. Harry put a steadying hand in Draco's shoulder and said softly “We'll have a proper funeral for him when this is over Draco. I promise.” Draco nodded numbly then the four of them started the long and tedious trek back to the castle.

After Voldemort’s message ended, Goku and Bardock immediately started helping the wounded. Vegeta pulled down the artificial moon and all those who had transformed turned back to their original state. The Saiyan King walked into the Great Hall, looked around the started to turn the room into a makeshift medical hall. He easily pushed the tables aside and conjured up beds with the aid of staff members who were not hurt that bad. Once done, he helped his mate and Bardock tend to the wounded.

If anyone were to look in a corner of the room, they would see Trunks huddled on the ground and curled into a tight ball. His PTSD catching up to him at the sight of the dead and his adrenaline gone, the time traveller lost it. He broke down and clung to a wall before sliding down and curling up.

Gohan had come out after hearing that the battle was over for now. He was shocked at the amount of dead bodies but immediately rushed over to Trunks to help calm him down.

Veget flew away from Gohan when the young Demi put him down to hug the crying time traveller. The Saiyan babe hovered over everyone before floating over to a colorful and shiny woman.

Professor Trelawney blinked at the sight of a tailed baby settling down in her lap but she smiled softly when the child smiled up at her and babbled. “Aw… Such a precious thing…” Sybil cooed at the baby and bounced him lightly at she cradled him in her arms.

Goku flew into the Great Hall and quickly laid down the hurt wizard in his arms “It's alright George! You're going to be alright!”

George groaned and gritted his teeth in pain. His hands grabbing at the fabric of the bed. His chest heaved as he tried not to cry out in pain. During the battle he was caught in an explosion caused by a curse. The worse of what he got hit with was that an inch above his knee and down was missing, blown off from the curse. The bloody stump dripped blood and the exposed muscles twitched grotesquely.

“GEORGE!” Fred cried out as he ran forwards, having spotted his twin as he entered the room. Fred had multiple lacerations, bruises and burns but the worst was only two broken ribs that had started to form bruises. Fred had tears spilling down his cheeks as he feverishly pet his twins face.

“George…” Mr. And Mrs. Weasley rush towards Fred and George and the parents quickly knelt down to tend to George.

George looks at his twin with lidded eyes and rasps “Where's... Trunksy…?”

Fred pet his brother's hair gently and said “He's in the corner back there. Looks like he's crying but I wanted to make sure you're okay before I go check on him.”

George groaned as he adjusted himself then said tiredly “Probably his PTSD… Go check on him Freddie… He needs you more than I do…”

Fred grabbed his twin’s hand and pet it before kissing the back of it “Alright… Don't you go anywhere alright Georgie? Ya hear?”

George chuckled but it was obvious it was painful to do “Oh yeah… I'll be hopping out of here in a hurry… And also… I lost my leg Fred, not my ear...” he suddenly giggled “Hey… Hey Freddie… Guess I can dress up as the hopping pot for Halloween now…”

Fred smiled crookedly, glad his brother's sense of humor hasn't gone away despite loss of limb “Yeah, you could couldn't ya?” He leaned down and kissed George's forehead before standing and walking over to his and his brother's distraught lavender-haired lover.

Remus stumbled into the Great Hall, feeling worn out from being in his wolf form. He felt a hand clasp his shoulder and looked over to see Fenrir smiling down at him with a proud expression. Fenrir nodded and gruffed “You did well tonight Remus. As your sire, I am proud of you and how far you've come.”

Remus smiled back wearily and nodded “Th-Thank you, Fenrir.” Greyback nodded then walked forwards to help tend to his wounded pack members.

Remus looked around and called out “Tonks? Sweetie? Where are you?” Lupin looked down as Seamus walked forwards slowly, his expression gaunt. “Seamus?”

The Irish student slowly took Lupin’s hand and said “You… better follow me sir…”

Remus’ anxiety skyrocketed at the student's words and he said “Show me.” Seamus nodded numbly then guided the Professor through the crowd of wounded. Lupin expectantly looked at the benches, hoping to see his wife sitting or standing amongst the wounded. His steps grew weighted as the boy led him to where the dead were being laid on the floor in rows. “No…” Remus felt his body shaking as they neared a familiar mop of brown-purplish hair. Letting go of Seamus’ hand, the werewolf dropped to his knees and pulled his still wife to him. Tears dripped onto Tonks’ face as the man wept and shook uncontrollably. He suddenly reared his head back and let out a despaired cry, his eyes shut tight as tears ran down his face. “NOOOOOO!!!” Lupin sobbed and curled up around his deceased wife on the floor, her skin already going cold as he held her in his arms.

When Ron, Harry, Hermione and Draco got to the school, Ron saw his whole family crouching over someone so he widened his eyes and ran forwards. Hermione looked at Harry then ran after her new boyfriend. Draco looked around the room, his heart heavy with grief that so many had died and were injured. The two of them ducked when they hear someone yell:

“COMING THROUGH!”

They then saw Goku, his Gi torn up and top missing, with an injured wizard in his arms. The Saiyan laid her down on a bed and called over Poppy “Found her trapped under rubble. She's still alive.”

Poppy put a hand on his arm and nodded “Thank you Goku.” she then hunkered down to help the wheezing witch.

As Draco's eyes wandered, he saw the Saiyan King helping the wounded as well. The smaller Saiyan’s knowledge in makeshift first aid on the battlefield helped Poppy and the other people who knew healing a lot. His tail tightened around his waist and he let out a distressed whine then finally unhid his Ki and reconnected their bond.

Both Vegeta and Goku froze in unison as they could sense their Omega mate in the room. Goku slowly turned then widened his eyes “D-Draco!” The Alpha practically flew towards the Omega, the blonde doing the same and the two met in the middle of the Hall.

Draco wrapped his arms around Goku’s neck and their tails intertwined tightly. The blonde wizard started crying into Goku’s chest, his body shaking with both relief and grief. “H-He's dead…” he choked out.

Goku hugged his Omega mate tightly and kissed the top if his head “Shh… Shh… Who’s dead?”

Draco bit his lower lip and tried to curl into Goku more for comfort “Severus… Th-The Dark Lord ki… killed him…”

Goku’s eyes narrowed slightly as he held his distraught Omega in his arms, his instincts roaring at him to go kill the man who made his mate so upset. Carefully he gathered Draco in his arms then went over to a more clear part of the great Hall then sat down. Draco clutched his Gi tightly as his face was turned into his chest. Not wanting Draco to be suffering so much, he shifted then pulled aside part of Draco's shirt to expose his personal bond mark. With a nip to the mark, Draco's shaking slowed down as he went lax against the Alpha Saiyan. Goku looked to his left as Vegeta sat down next to him.

Vegeta reached over and gently pet the Omega Demi’s hair. He looked up at Goku and murmured quietly “He's really dead. Severus. I can smell his blood and death on Draco.”

Goku nodded and looked back down at Draco. He looked over as Vegeta’s tail came around and curled around Draco's arm, rubbing along it in an attempt to sooth. Goku started to pet Draco's hair and neck gently as he murmured “It's alright Draco… You're here with us now…”

Draco nodded shifted how he was sitting. Now sitting in Goku’s lap, he wrapped his arms around Goku’s neck and pulled the larger male down for a kiss. Goku pressed into the kiss, his arms wrapped around the small male’s waist and their tails sliding along each other. Vegeta looked at his embraced mates fondly then stood up and went over to keep helping the wounded.
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Book 6: Z Warriors And The Deathly Hallows Part 2