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Chapter 88
Gohan almost screamed at the sight of the Killing Curse smashing into Harry. He watched in horror as Harry collapsed to the ground. Then, gasps and shouts made him whirl to see Voldemort collapse as well.
"What the?" he gaped mentally.
"Father?" Morgana asked as she kneeled down. Bellatrix rushed past Irena and knelt by Voldemort's side.
"My lord? MY LORD!" Bellatrix screamed, but Voldemort didn't answer.
"What the hell is going on?" Gohan gaped as he looked from Voldemort to Harry.
Harry woke up and breathed softly. He looked up to stare at orange clouds. He was dressed in brown robes. He looked around to see pretty much the same thing. But, he looked down to find himself on a line of stone. He looked behind him to see what looked like the end of a tail. He looked forward once more to see that the path he was one continued in a straight line and went in archs and curves, seemingly like a snake. Then, Harry looked over the edge of the stone trail, seeing more orange clouds.
"It would be most unwise to descend." Harry whirled with shock to see Albus Dumbledore walking towards him, dressed in midnight blue robes. He also had a gold halo floating over his head, and a large smile on his face.
"Harry… you wonderful boy. You brave, brave man." Dumbledore smiled. Harry gaped.
"Let us walk." Dumbledore smiled. Harry nodded as he began to walk with Dumbledore. After several minutes(Harry wasn't sure how time worked here.), Harry finally spoke.
"You're dead." He remarked.
"Yes. That is, after all, why I have this." Dumbledore nodded and made a small motion at the halo over his head.
"Then… I'm dead?" Harry asked slowly.
"On the contrary, Harry, you aren't dead. You're whole." Dumbledore smiled, making Harry frown.
"Where are we?" Harry finally asked, looking around at the long path.
"Where would you say that we are?" Dumbledore asked curiously. Harry frowned for he didn't know how long before he answered.
"This… is the Otherworld, isn't it? And this( Harry motioned at the path) is Snake Way, isn't it? Gohan told me about this place. King Kai's planet used to be around here, didn't it?" Harry frowned.
"Correct, Harry. I'm surprised that you recognized it so fast, being here so long." Dumbledore frowned.
"Well, the only places I went were the planet of the Kais and King Yemma's palace." Harry frowned.
"Yes. And, if we continued walking like this, we will eventually reach that palace, where we are all judged." Dumbledore answered. Harry frowned as he looked past Dumbledore at the clouds surrounding the small path.
"What's down there?" Harry frowned.
"Hell." Dumbledore answered, making Harry frown.
"Huh?" Harry frowned.
"Yes, Harry, the hell where all those who have committed sins are sent for all eternity. That is where part of Voldemort was sent to die." Dumbledore answered, causing Harry to back away from the edge.
"So, it's true? Part of him is in me?" Harry asked.
"Was. I believe that part was just destroyed moments ago by Voldemort himself. You were the Horcrux he never meant to make, Harry. You remember what that night, in Godric's Hollow. Those unspeakable acts, the murder of your parents, attempting to kill a child. Do you know what occurs when a ki blast and a spell strike each other?" Dumbledore asked.
"They explode." Harry answered, remembering past experiences.
"Yes, precisely. Voldemort's soul was so unstable that night, that when Goku's blast and Voldemort's own spell rebounded against him, the two mixed and exploded. That explosion caused part of his soul to break off and connect with you." Dumbledore answered.
"But…" Harry started to ask.
"Why you and not Goku?" Dumbledore asked. Harry nodded.
"A simple version might be because Voldemort was much closer to you than to Goku. Another reason might be that you, the infant, was completely innocent, while Goku was a man who had seen and done much in his life, including experiencing death and loss first hand. This anger could have repulsed Voldemort's soul, going for a blank slate instead." Dumbledore answered, making Harry frown. Then, Harry asked the subject that they both knew had been coming.
"The Deathly Hallows." Harry spoke.
"Ah, yes. That." Dumbledore frowned. They had reached what seemed to be either a mountain or a large rock. Dumbledore sat down on one of the smaller rocks. Harry frowned, and then sat on a rock next to Dumbledore.
"Several years ago, Piccolo told me that it was in fact a Guardian of Earth who created the Deathly Hallows and presented them to the three brothers, whom I believe really were the Pervical brothers, under the guise of Death." Dumbledore answered. Harry frowned.
"I suppose you've already learned about my past. My family, my sister, what those muggles did to her, how my father sought justice and paid the price for it in Azkaban." Dumbledore sighed as he looked at Harry.
"I resented it, Harry. I was gifted, I was brilliant. I wanted to escape. I wanted to shine. I wanted glory. Do not misunderstand me. I loved them... but I was selfish... So that, when my mother died, and I was left the responsibility of a damaged sister and a wayward brother, I returned to my village in anger and bitterness. Trapped and wasted, I thought! And then of course, he came..." Dumbledore sighed.
"Grindelwald." Harry frowned.
"Yes. Surely, you can see what I saw. He was brilliant, cunning, everything I dreamed of being. Quite similar to the android Cell." Dumbledore sighed.
"Cell's just a bunch of people mixed together." Harry frowned, making Dumbledore smile., before he continued.
"While I busied myself with the training of young wizards, Grindelwald was raising an army. They say he feared me, and perhaps he did, but less, I think, than I feared him... It was the truth I feared. You see, I never knew which of us, in that last, horrific fight, had actually cast the curse that killed my sister... I think he knew it, I think he knew what frightened me. I delayed meeting him until finally, it would have been too shameful to resist any longer. People were dying and he seemed unstoppable, and I had to do what I could." Dumbledore sighed.
"But, didn't Cell do the same exact thing and create a new Axis Powers?" Harry frowned.
"Yes, he did. And, once again, I was too foolish to see it." Dumbledore sighed.
"Grindelwald tried to stop Voldemort going after the wand. He lied to Cell, you know, pretended he had never had it." Harry said, making Dumbledore sigh.
"They say he showed remorse in later years, alone in his cell at Nurmengard. I hope that is true. I would like to think that he did feel the horror and shame of what he had done. Perhaps that lie to Cell was his attempt to make amends . . . to prevent Voldemort or Cell from taking the Hallow . . ." Dumbledore sighed.
". . .or maybe from breaking into your tomb?" Harry suggested. Dumbledore simply sighed.
"Why did Gohan lose his ability of Parseltongue?" Harry asked.
"Ah, yes, that. Do you remember after the chamber of secrets, when you said that Gohan's hand seemed to absorb the ink from the diary?" Dumbledore asked. Harry nodded.
"Well, I believe that that night, Gohan accidently absorbed part of the Horcrux, taking it into himself without realizing it." Dumbledore frowned.
"Which is why he acted arrogant, cool, and…" Harry began.
"The personality of Morbius. The fragment of the Horcux brought the small evil in Gohan's soul to life. And, when Gohan was cloned, that personally became the dominant one in the clone." Dumbledore frowned.
"So… Gohan's a Horcrux too?" Harry asked.
"Was. He has been free of that curse for some time now. Do you remember the World Martial Arts Tournament?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes… but…" Harry frowned as realization went over him.
"When Cell attacked Gohan during the final match… that was…" Harry said with realization.
"Yes. That Horcrux was destroyed by no other than Cell himself. If not for Professor Snape's quick thinking and skill at Dark Arts, Gohan would have perished that day." Dumbledore frowned.
"Speaking of Professor Snape… my mother's patronus was a doe, wasn't it? The same as Professor Snape's?" Harry asked.
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded.
"Curious, isn't it?" Harry asked.
"Actually, when I think about it… it doesn't seem curious at all." Dumbledore smiled. The two sat for several minutes, before Harry spoke up again.
"I have to go back, don't I?" Harry asked.
"Oh, that's up to you." Dumbledore and Harry turned to see…
"Baba?" Harry asked in surprise, while Dumbledore simply chuckled.
"No one told you that I can go to Otherworld? Idiots." She muttered.
"Why are you here?" Harry asked.
"Just visiting. It's chaos down there, and I'm too old!" Baba smirked.
"You never change, Baba." Dumbledore chuckled.
"You need to get going to Yemma's Palace, Albus. No more lollygagging!" Baba frowned.
"And me?" Harry asked.
"Oh, that's up to you, young man. Either you return to Earth or continue onto Yemma's place." Baba answered.
"I have a choice?" Harry asked. Baba nodded. Harry sighed as he turned to Dumbledore.
"Cell has the Elder Wand." Harry said.
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded.
"And the snake is still alive." Harry said.
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded.
"And I have nothing to kill it with." Harry sighed.
"Help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who deserve it. But, at times like these, I would revise my statement to this. Help will be given at Hogwarts… to those who deserve it." Dumbledore smiled. Harry felt a buzzing feeling and looked down to see him fading.
"Professor, Baba, tell me. Is this real? Or is this happening inside my head?" Harry yelled. Baba chuckled while Dumbledore smiled.
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?" Dumbledore smiled. Then, Dumbledore and Baba vanished beneath a blinding white light, and Harry couldn't see or hear anything else.
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