Me: Hi everyone i'm back did you miss me
Shadow: No
Me: I wasn't asking you geez
Nights: Can't you two get along for at least 1 minute
Me&Shadow: No
Nights: Why not
Me: He's rude
Shadow: She's and idot
Me: He complains way too much
Shadow: She dosen't shut up
Me: And he dose not have one nice thing to say
Shadow: And she is anoying
Nights: Sweatdrops i..think..i understand now
Me: Anyway as i saide i'm back, and i have another fic yay also this the sequala to Moonlight love, yeah i know i'm sorry for the long wait i've been busy with coliege but it's here with a few changes and it's longer so enjoy, shadow if you please
Shadow: Shadowheart does not own Dragon ball Z or Harry Potter
Me: Thank and enjoy
Moonlight Meetings
Chapter 1
Sweat mingled with blood, as he was panting hard keeping his focus on his enemy. The snake like man in front of him barely had a scratch on him, and he had a feeling that he wouldn't last much longer, but he couldn't give up, everything thing deepened on him, even if it was unfair that someone as young as himself should have to fight in a war like some sort of tool.
"Give up Potter, you've lost"
The snake like man said snapping him out of his thoughts; he clutched his right hand around his wound and pointed it straight at the man in front of him.
"I'll…never give…up Voldemort"
He said in between pants.
"Not as long as I'm still standing"
Voldemort snorted, and pointed his own wand at him.
"Well we'll just have to change that want we, but tell me Harry why do help those that treat you like a weapon"
Voldemort said with a wicked grin on his face, as a green spark began to glow at the tip of his wand, Harry just glared at Voldemort.
"I don't' think it really matters now dose it, I'm not going to change my mind I've come too far to do that"
Harry said, as his own wand began to spark a deep red colour.
"I suppose it doesn't, your going to die anyway along with the rest of the wizarding world"
With that said both wizards flicked their wrists, and two bursts of light came shooting out of their wands one a dark green and the other crimson red, and clashed together as sparks of green and red everywhere.
"Something's not right"
Harry thought, as the lights grew larger and the sparks got wilder and out of control. He saw that Voldemort noticed too, but before anyone of them could do anything a spark of green and red hut them both, and that was all Harry could remember as his world turned black.
Meanwhile
The night was cool and clear the full moon shined brightly and the stars twinkled, beside a waterfall meditating in the air was our favourite namek(well a least he's my favourite) wearing his usual outfit. His blue sleeveless top, baggy trousers, his cape flapping in the night breeze and his heavy hat on top of his head (at least I think it's a hat). He opened his eyes and looked up at the stars, and thought of the picnic he saw Goku and his family had earlier today, and how the idiot nearly choked on a apple but was saved by his loud wife, and the kiss the two shared after the shouting she made so full of love and passion. Shaking his head to ride of such thoughts, it would do him no good to think of such things such as love when he didn't require them. He was about to go back to his meditating, when he noticed a falling star falling across the sky.
"Odd, none said anything about shootings stars tonight"
As he watched the star he noticed that it was a strange colour of deep red, and that it was falling closer in his direction, in fact it was moving so fast he didn't have time to move out of the way, and was pushed back by a great force into the shallow water.
"What the…."
He thought as he sat up making the stones in the water dig into his body, he opened his eyes and was shocked when he saw a young boy with messy black hair, and covered from head to toe in blood. The boy looked no older then 19, he wore a gray hoodie that was ripped in some places, and a pair of black jeans that was also ripped in some places. He had milky white skin and rounded glasses that had some cracks on them, but what got Piccolo's attention was the scar on the boy's forehead shaped like a lightening bolt, and then there was the wooden stick his right hand. Despite that thou Piccolo could only think of one word to describe the black haired kid lying across his chest.
"Cute"
Piccolo blinked, had he really just thought that of someone he knew nothing about, accept that he fell from the sky.
"Snap out of it Piccolo, you don't even know if he's alive"
Piccolo picked up the boys left wrist to check for a pulse, it was there it was weak but there no the less.
"Well at least that answers one question"
He thought as he flew up with the boy in his arms, it was then he noticed how light and thin the boy was, as if he hadn't eaten for years.
"I better get him somewhere to bandage his wounds, and I no just the place"
With that said Piccolo flew off in the direction of Goku's house, it didn't take long and once he reached the house he knocked on the door, after a few minutes Goku answered the door in a pair of red pj's.
"Piccolo what are you doing here at this time of night? And who's the kid"
"I'm sorry to disturb you Goku, as for the boy I know as much as you do, only that he fell from the sky, I was hoping he could rest here if that's not a bother"
"Of course it's not a bother, there's a spare room upstairs the last one on the left"
"Thank you, would you also bring up some bandages"
Goku gave a nod and moved out of the way to let Piccolo pass, once Piccolo was in Goku closed the door and made his way to kitchen to look for, as Piccolo went up the stairs and went to the last door on the left. He opened the door and laid the boy on the single bed, and took of the hoodie to see a long cut across his chest that had slightly scabbed over, he also took off the boys jeans but apart from a few small cuts and bruises, the only Sirius wound was the cut along his chest. Just then Piccolo heard the door behind him open, he looked back and saw Goku with a bundle of bandages, and a pair of green pj's.
"Wow Piccolo, you made fast work getting off his cloths"
Goku said with a cheeky grin on his face, Piccolo growled and glared at the saiyan.
"Haven't you got a wife to go back to?"
"Yeah, yeah, so do you know his name?"
Piccolo shook his head.
"No, and we want know until he wakes up"
"Alright I'll leave you to it, I'm going back to bed, and also you're more then welcome to stay as long as you want"
Piccolo gave a nod, and Goku left the equipment and left. Piccolo made fast work of taking the boys glasses and stick and placing them on the bedside table, before bandaging the boy and dressed him in the green pj's that were slightly too big for him, and tucked him in the bed. Piccolo then grabbed a chair that was beside a desk, and pulled the chair up the bed and sat down, as he watched the boy slowly breathing in and out.
"What happened to you?"
He thought, as if the boy would wake up and tell him, but he didn't he stayed there sleeping soundly. Piccolo watched for a few more minutes before he fell into a light sleep, not knowing that the before him would play an important role in his life.
Me: Hhmmm i don't think went that bad
Nights: I think it went great
Me: Thank you Nights, again sorry for the long wait i just don't have enought time as i normaly do but i do hope you enjoyed it also don't flame they burn please thank u
Shadow: Hmph whatever review or ealse points gun at you
