hey people! sorry i haven't updated in a while. softball season started. woo! go lions and slammers!! (im on 2 teams lol) ima have an important question to ask you guys at the end of this chapter, so heads up!

i no own lion king nor harry potter


Timon and Pumbaa walked through their jungle as the daylight seeped through the trees. They were singing a song.

"A weem a wep a weem a wep, a weem a wep a weem a wep, a weem a wep a weem a wep, a weem a wep a weem a wep," Pumbaa sang, and continued as Timon began to sing,

"In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps tonight! In the jungle the mighty jungle the lion sleeps tonight!" Pumbaa noticed a beetle, and followed it, abandoning Timon and leaving him singing alone,

"I don't hear ya, buddy!" Timon called out, "A wheeeeeeee a Pumbaa-baway! Ah--Pumbaa?" Timon asked, looking for his friend.

Pumbaa was still keeping the beat of their song, just following the beetle. Whenever it turned around, Pumbaa would jump behind a tree, then continue following it. The beetle flew up, and landed on a large log. Pumbaa approached the log and stared the beetle down. He thought he saw something in the grasslands beyond the log. Pumbaa's attention went to the grasslands where a figure was moving slowly, but surely towards him. Pumbaa screamed as the figure, now clearly a young woman, chased after him, wand in hand

He ran back into the jungle, getting a bit of a head start on her. He dodged his way through the trees ran up and around one, the woman trailing not far behind. Finally, Pumbaa tried to run through a protruding giant root, but got stuck. By now, Timon had found Pumbaa and started asking what was going on.

"SHE'S GONNA EAT ME!!" Pumbaa yelled to Timon, who looked in the direction of where Pumbaa's bottom was pointing, and saw the woman almost to them. As she approached the clearing they were in, there was a loud roar and a silver lion jumped over Timon and Pumbaa, coming from Simba's wand, who was now jumping over his friends, himself. The woman conjured up her own Patronus, so Simba knew she must be civilized. The woman looked oddly familiar to Simba. She has blonde hair, with a braid on the side. And she wore a bracelet that looked to be woven by hand with a silver shell on it. Simba's eyes widened in realization of who the woman standing before him was.

Simba looked up at her Patronus, which was a lioness. His Patronus and the woman's Patronus got out of their defensive positions, and bumped heads. The woman also stood up normally, noticing the odd behavior of her Patronus.

"Nala?" Simba asked the woman. Her head snapped to him, then took a few steps back,

"Who are you?" she asked, her voice also familiar to Simba,

"It's me," he continued, "Simba,"

"Simba?" she asked, he nodded. "Oh my gosh!" she yelled, and they ran to each other, and started hugging. Timon stood, shocked, on Pumbaa's back. Simba and Nala both stuttered like idiots while they were in shock, asking bits and pieces of questions to each other.

"Hey! What's goin' on here?" Timon asked, getting off of Pumbaa and wandered at their feet,

"What are you doing here?" Simba asked,

"What are you doing here?" Nala asked back,

"HEY!" Timon yelled, bringing Nala and Simba's attention down to Timon, "What's going on here?!?" he yelled

"Timon, this is Nala. She's my best friend," Simba explained,

"Friend?" Timon asked,

"Yeah," Simba clarified, "Hey Pumbaa! Come over here!" he called. Pumbaa got himself unstuck from where he was in the root, "Nala this is Pumbaa," Simba said, "Pumbaa, Nala,"

"Pleased to make your acquaintance," Pumbaa greeted,

"Pleasure's all mine," Nala said,

"How do ya do--Whoa! Whoa!" Timon yelled, "Time out! Lemme get this straight. You know her, she knows you," Timon said, gesturing to Simba and Nala, "But she wants to eat him," he motioned towards Pumbaa, "And everyone's okay with this…DID I MISS SOMETHING, HERE?!" Timon screamed

"Relax, Timon," Simba said,

"Wait 'till everyone at home knows you've been here all this time," Nala began, "An your mother, what will she think?" Nala asked rhetorically,

"She doesn't have to know," Simba said, "Nobody has to know,"

"Of course they do! Everyone thinks your dead!" Nala said

"They do?" Simba asked

"Yeah," Nala said sadly, "Scar told us about the stampede,"

"He did? What else did he tell you?" Simba asked,

"What else matters? You're alive. And that means," Nala's eyes widened, "You're the king,"

"King?" Timon asked, "Psh. Lady, have you got your lions crossed," Timon said, jumping up to sit on Simba's shoulder

"The king," Pumbaa gasped, "Your majesty. I gravel at your feet," Pumbaa got on his knees and began to kiss Simba's feet,

"Stop that," Simba lightly kicked Pumbaa away, then turned back to Nala, "You mean you didn't start to rule after I left?"

"How could I?" she asked, "You were supposedly dead. I couldn't take power unless you were alive, and Scar was the only one left in the royal bloodline. Like I'd wanna rule beside him," Nala looked disgusted,

"Wait!" Timon said, making the time out symbol with his hands, "I'm confused again. What are you two talking about? And Pumbaa, its grovel, not gravel," Simba and Nala both automatically blushed, then inched away from each other,

"Well, um," Nala said,

"When I was back home, Nala and I were, well," Simba stuttered, then let Nala show them her skirt, corset, and the bracelet Simba had given her for her thirteenth birthday. Timon started to get the concept,

"Wait, her sides of her skirt are the same color your vest was, you were--are--royalty, that means you two were--are--WHAT?" Timon figured it out, and was shocked, "Simba, how come you never told us any of this? Are you really the king?"

"What? No," Simba answered,

"Simba!" Nala said,

"I'm not the king," Simba concluded, "Maybe I was gonna be but--"

"You are the king?" Timon said, "And she's supposed to be--" Timon didn't finish as red played across both faces of Nala and Simba,

"She's gonna be what?" Pumbaa asked, oblivious,

"Uh," Nala began, "The queen. With Simba," she walked up next to Simba, and bowed her head to hide her deepening blush, (A/N I added the awkward betrothal confession scene just for fun :D)

"Listen guys," Simba said, cutting in, "I'm still the same guy,"

"But with power!" Timon added

"Could you guys excuse us for a few minutes?" Nala asked, bending down to their level,

"Anything she needs to say she can say in front of us, right Simba?" Timon asked, Simba looked around awkwardly,

"Maybe you'd better go," Simba said nervously. Timon stood there for a few seconds before saying,

"It starts. You think you know a guy," Timon signaled for Pumbaa to follow, and they made their way through the underbrush.

"Timon and Pumbaa," Simba sighed, turning to Nala, "You learn to love 'em," Nala was slowly walking away, looking sad,

"What?" Simba asked, walking over to her, "What is it?" Nala lifted her head slightly,

"It's like your back from the dead," she turned to Simba, "You don't know what this will mean to everyone, what it means to me," she added, lowering her head again,

"Hey," Simba comforted, "It's okay,"

"I've really missed you," Nala told Simba, hugging him again. Simba was reluctant at first, but hugged her back eventually,

"I've missed you too," he added.

Timon and Pumbaa watched their embrace for a few yards away, hidden in a bush,

"Pumbaa, this stinks," Timon concluded,

"Oh, sorry," Pumbaa apologized,

"Not you," Timon clarified, "Them. Him, Her, alone!,"

"What's so bad about that?" Pumbaa asked,

"They were engaged as kids!"

"So?"

"They've been best friends all their lives!"

"Meaning…"

"I can see what's happening," Timon sang,

"What?" Pumbaa asked,,

"And they don't have a clue,"

"Who?"

"They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line," Timon sang patting Pumbaa, "Our trio's down to two,"

"Oh," Pumbaa said sadly,

"Zee sweet caress o twilight," Timon sang in a French accent, "There's magic everywhere," his voice back to normal, "And with all this romantic atmosphere, disaster's in the air!" A/N The lyrics to the following song will be in italics

Can you feel the love tonight

The peace the evening brings

Simba and Nala walked around the waterfall, catching up on what had happened while the other was gone. After a while, they said nothing. Just being together was enough.

The world for once in perfect harmony,

With all it's living things,

Nala stopped so she could fill her canteen with water from the pond. Simba did the same. They each crouched down and dipped their canteens in the water.

So many things to tell her, Simba sang in his head, But how to make her see, the truth about my past, impossible. She'll turn away from me, He stood up, finished filling his canteen. Nala looked up at her best friend, still kneeling on the ground,

He's holding back, he's hiding, Nala sang in her head, But what, I can't decide, Simba walked behind, Nala and disappeared for a few seconds, Why won't he be the king I know he is, Simba reappeared with a vine and swung on it into the pond, The king I see inside?

Can you feel the love tonight,

The peace the evening brings,

Nala looked in the water, searching for Simba. All of a sudden, Simba appeared and grabbed Nala on her shoulders, pulling her in with him. Nala jumped out, freezing cold. Simba sauntered out after her, his hair covering his eyes. Nala smirked at him, then pushed him back in.

The world for once in perfect harmony,

Simba got out and began to chase Nala. They began playing tag like they did when they were little. They ran through a field of grass, now dry. Their running scared a flock of birds, and made them fly away.

With all it's living things,

They continued to play through the jungle. Nala spun around and tried to begin tickling Simba. Simba fought back and grabbed her around the wrists with each hand. She fought to regain control of her limbs, but Simba held firm. She lost her balance, and fell backwards, taking Simba with her. They fell down a small hill ad landed in a small heap, Simba on top of Nala.

Can you feel the love tonight,

Simba laughed. Nala took her now free hand, and brought Simba's cheek to her lips, kissing him. Simba was startled by this action, and looked at her. She looked back up at him, her feelings written all over her face.

You needn't look to far,

Simba gazed lovingly back at his best friend, and let her up.

Stealing through the night's uncertainty,

Love is where they are,

They looked into each others eyes. Simba leaned in and kissed Nala right on the lips. Nala was surprised, but relaxed and enjoyed it. She wrapped her arms around Simba's neck. He wrapped his arms around Nala's waist. Timon and Pumbaa watched them from a new hiding spot, closer to them.

"And if he falls in love tonight," Timon sang with a tear in his eye, "It can be assumed," Pumbaa sniffed,

"His carefree days with us are history," Pumbaa continued.

"In short our pal is doomed!" Timon and Pumbaa both sang. They looked at each other, then began weeping and hugging each other.


soo? whatcha think? PLEASE REVIEW!!! they r good for my self-esteem.

un questione muy importante (a very important question): in writing this story, i have already started to write kiara's part of the story, and i think i should elaborate on something like i did with the friendship between nala and simba. problem is, i can't come up with anything. do you guys have any ideas? if you do, please pm me and if i like certian ideas, ill make a poll about it and you guys can vote. i'll still decide but i would like your input. who knows, i just might use your idea!

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