Gohan screamed. A high-pitched, unearthly wail that reverberated through the empty Hogwarts grounds. The last bricks of the castle crumbled, the once-proud school of magic reduced to bedrock.
Trunks felt himself come to, hanging on to his newly recovered consciousness by a thread. "Is that…Gohan?" He mumbled in confusion.
"He's done it! Gohan has ascended beyond a Super Saiyan!" Goku cheered.
"Impossible…there's no way a child could reach this level of power!" Vegeta grunted, his teeth stained with blood.
Gohan's scarred and bruised face was sharp and vicious, his countenance one of a true Saiyan warrior. The boy had surpassed every Saiyan in history, and now took his rank among the demons and gods of legend.
His senses had heightened incredibly. Everything moved as if in slow motion, and he acutely felt his place in the universe, in nature. He took in everything at once from the grand convergences of the stars to the scuttling of a cockroach on the ground.
The boy gazed at Cell, whose mouth hung slightly open in shock. It was obvious that the bio-android was completely unprepared for a development of this magnitude. Still, he recollected himself quickly.
"Finally, you've revealed your true self. At last, perhaps things will get interesting." He said appraisingly.
Gohan continued to stare at him, his eyes promising suffering and death.
"Hmph. You really think that just because you've gotten little stronger that you can stop me? I am Cell! I am the perfect being, and everything in this universe exists for my amusement!" The villain declared ostentatiously, his golden aura flaring.
Gohan's right eye twitched; it was obvious that he could barely restrain himself. The young Super Saiyan tore his eyes away from Cell and looked to Goku. The pure-hearted Saiyan flinched; he had never seen such rage in his son's eyes before.
"LEAVE." Gohan shouted. "OR YOU DIE."
Goku gulped. He could not help but recall how he had acted in a similar fashion towards Gohan on Namek when had first transformed into a Super Saiyan. Now, the situation was reversed.
"Um, right. See ya later, son! Make sure to bop that meanie Cell once for me!" Goku smiled shakily. Gohan's eye twitched again, and Goku decided it would be best if he left as soon as possible.
When Goku had grabbed Trunks and Vegeta and transmitted, Gohan and Cell were left alone. Without warning, the young boy began to laugh. It started out as a soft, disturbing giggle, eventually working its way up to a frightful screech of laughter than set Cell's teeth on edge.
"Why are you laughing?" The bio-android frowned. The cackling began to die down, Gohan's face slowly reforming into its hardened, angry countenance.
"Because it's all just so funny." The boy whispered. "After all, this is a game, isn't it? You said so yourself. Why shouldn't I laugh?"
If Cell had eyebrows, they would be raised. "OK, so the kid's gone a little psycho. That's good, that's what I wanted. Now then, it's time to reveal my full power to you at last!"
Cell unleashed a terrible roar as he finally ascended to his maximum level. Deep and angry were his cries as he plumbed the depths of his energy. This time, it was clear that he would leave no drop of power untapped.
Eventually, the golden maelstrom subsided, and Cell and Gohan stood in the middle of a wide crater. "Incredible…so this is what it feels like to wield my full power. Now…at last, you shall learn your place, boy." Cell took a deep breath and braced himself.
Gohan had not moved or reacted at all during Cell's grandiose powerup. He gazed at the bio-android impassively. "So weak." Was all he said in response.
Cell grit his teeth. "I have had enough of your lip, child!" The villain rushed forward, landing a cracking punch on Gohan's face. The young Saiyan took a step backward, and Cell smirked, thinking himself successful.
Then Gohan planted his fist in Cell's abdomen, this one blow devastating the bio-android immensely. Cell immediately began coughing up blood and mucus, and his eyes were wide with shock.
He immediately reared his fist back for another punch, but Gohan began assaulting the bio-android with unthinkably fast punches, kicks, and grapples. He refused to let Cell breathe, brutalizing the bio-android with an unending onslaught. He finished the attacks off with an elbow to Cell's head, sending him tumbling end over end where the Hogwarts Castle used to be.
"W-Who are you?" Cell shouted, clutching his side in pain as he rose from the rubble.
The boy began to laugh that eerie laugh once more. "Who am I? I am Gohan. But then, maybe I'm not him. At least, I'm not the Gohan that used to be here. You see, he's gone."
"What? What do you mean?" Cell shouted, true fear beginning to creep within him for the first time ever.
"He's left." The boy replied as if it were obvious. "To where, I don't know. Still, something tells me he's never coming back. It's such a shame that you had to kill him, Cell. He was such a sweet little boy. No, I am much more than that. I am the scream that wakes you from your nightmares. I am the primal idea that transcends Saiyans and wizards and men. I am the true Super Saiyan." Gohan said all of this with a grim smile on his face.
"Oh, I think I might have made a mistake." Cell thought, his eyes widening.
Goku transmitted to the great hall of Beauxbatons, and immediately keeled over next to Trunks and Vegeta, whom he had transported with him. Needless to say, the students were somewhat distressed that three half-dead adults popped into the room with no forewarning, and several shrieks of surprise echoed throughout the chamber.
Madam Pomfrey, Krllin, and Piccolo forced a path through the crowd that was beginning to gather around the Saiyans. With a nonverbal levitation charm, the Hogwarts nurse hovered Goku, Vegeta, and Trunks. She only began caring for them after Krillin assured her that Trunks was an ally.
"So, the purple-haired one is the son of Vegeta? I have three questions." Pomfrey said sharply to Krillin.
"Shoot." The monk shrugged.
"Is he as much of a jackass as his father?" Pomfrey began.
"Thankfully, no. He's actually a really nice kid."
"Ah, good. Second, how in the hell did two father-aged men get signed up as fourth years at Hogwarts?"
At this, Krillin laughed, and Piccolo smirked ever so slightly. "Sounds like your administration's problem, not mine."
Pomfrey frowned, but pressed on anyways. "And thirdly, how did these blokes get so bruised up? Mr. Trunks in particular looks like he got too close to a bloody hydrogen bomb!"
"They were trying to squish a really big cockroach, but they had some trouble." Krillin said in between fits of laughter.
Piccolo was unamused now. "This is not the time to be joking. I'm pissed at Goku that he would dare leave his only son alone with that monster."
After several healing spells were administered, Goku was the first to come to. When they heard that he had woken up, the golden trio had come over to greet him. "Hey, what's up guys?" He smiled lazily at Krillin and Piccolo.
"We're so glad you're OK, Mr. Goku!" Hermione said, wringing his hand. "Hehe, me too. It was pretty rough going out there, but I'm sure Gohan's got it covered now."
"Yeah, about that," Piccolo strode over, shoving Ron out of the way, "I'm not happy with you. How could you leave Gohan out there on his own? You know he doesn't like to fight!"
Goku's countenance grew serious. "We had no choice. Gohan's hidden power is the only thing that can stop Cell now."
And yet, when they felt out Gohan's ki, it was filled with hate and resentment, completely eclipsing Cell's with its darkness.
Trunks was the next to wake, and after a round of stifled introductions, he was filled in on the situation by the others. "I see. Gohan's new transformation…was able to improve both his speed and his power. His energy is completely different from before!"
"I know, right?! He's like a Super Duper Saiyan!" Goku exclaimed cheerily.
"Yeah, I think Super Saiyan 2 sounds better." Harry said, offering his two cents with a wry smirk. After continually pestering the Z-Fighters with questions, the golden trio was allowed privy to their secrets, and now knew the whole story.
"It's hard to believe our little Gohan is part alien…" Ron murmured, his xenophobia shining through slightly.
"Still, it's strange how similar to humans Saiyans are. Perhaps one of our species is an offshoot of the other." Hermione theorized. However, her postulates were cut short by the grunt of Vegeta, who had awoken.
"Bloody hell." His use of the curse showed that his time in Wizarding Britain was beginning to rub off on his vocabulary. Before he could speak more, however, his bedside was crowded by a group of older Slytherin students.
They were all bowing, their noses nearly reaching the floor. "Lord Vegeta-" one of them began, "is it true?"
"Is what true?" Vegeta grunted, speaking to the random student before his own son.
"That you defeated the Dark Lord?" Another one, this one female, blurted.
"Is that the freaky snake guy?" Vegeta turned to Harry for confirmation, which the Boy-Who-Lived provided with a nod.
"Yeah, I roasted that guy. He was a total weakling, too." Vegeta smirked, and the Slytherins gasped collectively.
"ALL HAIL DARK LORD VEGETA!" They all cried in adulation, singing praises in Vegeta's name for fear that they would be the next to meet his terrible wrath.
Everyone laughed at this with the exception of Trunks, who was sighing in resignation. "Father, what have you been up to?"
Meanwhile, Gohan was slowly advancing on the terrified Cell. "Now then, I think I'm going to make you suffer for a bit…"
Cell backed away, his mouth agape in fear. "How? This shouldn't be possible! I am Cell! I have no equal! No Saiyan brat can match my perfect power!"
Gohan gave an unnerving grimace. "That's true, I haven't matched your power; I've surpassed it by leagues. I don't see why you're complaining though. After all, you asked for this."
Cell gasped. "Don't get so cocky, child!" Twin buzzsaws of yellow energy flew from Cell's fingers. "KIENZAN!" The bio-android had a crazed leer as the twin discs raced towards the uncaring Gohan.
Gohan caught both of them in his hands, his fingertips vibrating with golden power. He clenched his palms, and the buzzsaws, once thought to be able to cut through anything, shattered like glass after being exposed to Gohan's enormous power.
Cell flew into the sky, Gohan gazing after him with a heavy, lidded expression. Cell's index finger raged with purple spiral energy. "Makankosappo!" He rored before releasing the cannon at Gohan. Even though Piccolo designed the technique to drill through solid surfaces, Gohan flicked it away as if it were nothing more than a mosquito.
Taking a page out of Vegeta's book, Cell began firing multitudes of ineffectual energy blasts at Gohan. Using nothing but pure speed, Gohan was able to avoid every single shot, moving so quickly as to seem instantaneous.
"Why do you believe that your stolen techniques will work on me? I've seen them before, and my friends can do them a hell of a lot better than you can." After saying this, Gohan yawned in exaggerated fashion. "I thought that you would prove to be more interesting than this. I'm bored. Perhaps I'll finish you off now."
Cell roared in frustration before shooting skywards like a golden meteor. Reaching the absolute peak of his power. "KA…ME…HA…ME…"
A blue sphere ballooned in size behind Cell. Its size was comparable to the Spirit Bomb Goku wielded on Namek, and it bathed more than half the planet in its azure glow. "Let's see how you handle this! I'm going to blow up the Earth! And there's nothing you can do!" Cell shouted as he fired the energy beam. "HA!"
The blast could be seen even from hundreds of miles away at the Beauxbatons academy of magic. Paying no heed to the other students and medcal staff, the Z-Fighters rushed outside, gazing at the blast in horror. They forbade Harry, Ron, and Hermione from following them.
"No way! That blast can destroy the planet!" Goku yelled, eyes wide.
Vegeta could only stare, dumbfounded that his own powers had been so easily eclipsed by Cell and Gohan. "No…we can't go out like this! If your son truly has ascended beyond a Super Saiyan, then he will emerge victorious!"
Trunks briefly glanced at his father. "Dad is placing his faith in another person…how much he must have changed in the past year."
Gohan came back to himself slightly as he saw the blast descend upon the Earth. The madness that accompanied the Super Saiyan 2 transformation reigned itself in, replacing itself with steely determination. This wasn't his world, and it wasn't his place to play around when the lives of billions were at stake.
He whispered, "Ka…Me…Ha…Me…", coalescing energy around himself with hardly any effort at all. He was bored of fighting Cell, and now that he knew how the bio-android had crossed dimensions, he knew that he and his friends could do the same thing if they so chose. At last, they had an avenue of returning home.
Now, all that was left was to turn the page of his new future.
"HA!" Dazzling light burst from Gohan's hands as he deflected Cell's Kamehameha with his own. He easily reversed the beam's momentum and sent at back at lightspeed. Cell was unable to get out the way in time, so large was the diameter of the blast.
"NO! I…AM…PERFECT!" choked out Cell as the beam finally reached him. Gohan had placed enough power in the attack so that it would destroy Cell completely, leaving absolutely nothing of Dr. Gero's loathsome creation.
The black flames of hatred receded form Gohan's mind, replacing itself with overwhelming, soothing relief. It was finally over, it seemed. Gohan waited for five minutes, feeling out for any trace of Cell's ki. When he found none, he finally allowed himself to relax, falling out of his newly transformed state.
As his hair and eyes became black once more, he felt the heavy weight of fatigue set in. His sore muscles and creaking bones became readily felt, and suddenly he could barely stand.
"Wow…Gohan defeated Cell!" Krillin said aloud after the other Z-Fighters had thoroughly searched the area for the monster's energy. A part of Krillin felt sad that Android 18 was now dead as well, but he hoped that she could be revived somehow. He knew that she had the potential to live a better life than what Dr. Gero had planned for her.
Piccolo nodded. "Gohan…you've truly become a fine man and warrior."
"At last…Dr. Gero's menace has ended." Trunks said blankly, as if he could not really believe that it was over.
Goku smiled. "You've done well, my son." When he sensed Gohan's energy drop, the pure-hearted Saiyan raised his fingers and teleported.
Vegeta gazed at the spot where Goku had disappeared from. He was noticeably despondent compared to everyone else, his gaze directed downwards. "Today, I have been truly defeated. Not only by Cell, not just by Kakarrot, but by his son too. To think that the power I've worked so hard to achieve would be surpassed by a mere child…I must train harder."
Goku transmitted to Gohan's location. He briefly looked around at the empty space where Hogwarts used to be. Even in the throes of joy, Goku felt a tinge of guilt. If it was at all possible, the school would have be restored with the dragon balls. Goku did not know if Shenron could affect this universe, but he figured there was no harm in trying, especially since Dende had allowed them extra wishes.
Gohan was spread-eagled on the ground, regaining his breath and looking at the now-clear night sky. "Hey, Dad." Gohan said weakly.
Goku captured his son in a hug. "I can't believe it! My little boy has surpassed his old man! I knew you could do it!"
"Dad…crushing…me!" Gohan choked, causing Goku to chuckle. He picked up his son gingerly. "I bet you're tired after today. Don't worry, I felt your energy. I know that if I train hard enough, I can catch up to you!"
Gohan nodded, not wanting to expend any more energy on talking. Goku took the hint and transmitted Gohan to Beauxbatons.
Once they got there, Gohan was immediately besieged by the questioning students of Hogwarts. Vegeta restrained the Slytherins with nothing more than a glance, while Dumbledore and Goku patiently held back the rest of the school population. After greeting the other Z-Fighters, Gohan made his way over to a nice, soft bed.
"Gohan, are you a celebrity here?" Trunks asked as he guided the other half-Saiyan to Madam Pomfrey. "I wouldn't go that far." Gohan said, breathing heavily. However, he could say no more as his gaze zeroed in on the golden trio.
Ignoring Harry and Ron, Gohan immediately embraced Hermione. "You…you're OK!" She said in shock, mumbling into his shoulder. "Yeah, looks like it." He said slowly. She cupped his cheeks, drinking in the sight of him. Harry and Ron vaguely looked off in the distance, trying and failing not to make the moment awkward.
Goku, meanwhile, was approaching Dumbledore, allowing the headmaster to read his mind. "Yeah, sorry about the whole 'destroying the whole school thing'. I swear we didn't mean to though." Goku said, scratching the back of his head with a nervous chuckle.
"Mr. Goku, I would not consider myself very quick to anger. Still, I am less than pleased that you have destroyed a castle that had stood for one thousand years and houses priceless pieces of art and history." Despite his calm tone, the edge's of Dumbledore's mouth quivered with pure, unadulterated rage.
"Not to worry, Bumblebee!" Goku said placatingly, drawing the four-star Dragon Ball from his pocket. The orange sphere still held a brilliant sheen even after all this time.
"Ah, yes." Dumbledore had now truly calmed down. "I must say, it is rather convenient, having those dragon balls of yours."
"Yeah, they've saved us a lot in the past!"
Dumbledore said, "Now, are you going to try and return to your homeworld?"
Goku nodded. "We'll leave as soon as Gohan is ready. I don't know if this is going to work, but we'll have to give it a shot! If the wish works, just try not to tell the kids, OK? We don't need any more trouble." With that, Goku gave one last wave to Dumbledore before going to rejoin his friends.
As the students milled about, Gohan led Harry, Ron, and Hermioen aside for a private conversation. As he opened his mouth to explain himself, Harry interrupted him. "We know everything, mate. Your friends told us all about where you come from. It's insane that you're this strong at this age."
Gohan looked downwards, nodding quickly. It had been a very draining day, and he really didn't want to deal with this right now, and didn't want to tell her goodbye-
"Then you guys know that I can't stay."
Harry nodded, grim. Ron cast his gaze about, emotionally unprepared to handle the situation. Hermione was quiet, but strangely, she did not seem upset.
"Yeah, we know. We would never have stayed together anyways." Gohan didn't know whether she was referring to them as a group, or their relationship specifically. It hardly mattered either way.
"Then I guess I'll be leaving."
As Gohan turned to depart, Ron grabbed his arm. "C'mon mate, it's not like we won't ever see each other again. Now that you know the trick, I bet you can travel here whenever you like. We'd be down for a cup of tea any time."
Gohan smiled. "Yeah, that's true. I'll make sure to come over a few times a year, but my calendar doesn't really match up with yours, so I might drop in randomly."
"Bloody hell mate, it's fine. Now go on. I'm sure your family back home misses you." Ron said.
Gohan thought of Chi-Chi, and the Ox-King. He felt guilty for not thinking of his mother as much as perhaps he should have, but he was not eager to resume studying under her hawkish watch. From now on, he would not succumb to her unreasonable demands quite so easily.
Hermione gave him one last kiss. "Bye." She said shortly. "Bye." He replied. He walked away, leaving the golden trio to their own lives once again.
Goku walked up to the sullen Vegeta, who was fending off admirers from Slytherin. "Hey, we're going to try and leave soon. Any goodbyes you need to make?" Goku asked, ever considerate.
"No." Vegeta replied shortly, but then hesitated. "Actually, hold up."
The prince raced over to Harry, paying no heed to heavy emotional atmosphere surrounding him. "Hey, kid!"
Harry looked up at him quizzically. Did the Saiyan warrior really want to say goodbye to him?
"What's up?" Harry replied coolly. "Since I'm leaving soon, I suppose you can be named as the winner of the tournament. After all, it's not like I need any of the winnings." Vegeta said gruffly.
Ron's eyes lit up. "Merlin's armpits! That means you win a thousand galleons, Harry!" He said excitedly, shoving his friend's shoulders.
Harry smiled. He wouldn't need the winnings either, but he appreciated the thought. He supposed he could give them to Fred and George. They could certainly use the money if they wanted to start their joke shop. "Thanks. You know, Vegeta, you're not a bad guy."
"Oh, stuff it, kid." Vegeta said with his back turned to them. Hermione gave a watery smile; she could have sworn she heard a hint of leniency in his voice.
Vegeta then greeted Goku again. "So, about going through the portal." Goku said, not wanting to confront the prince about a display that was, in honesty, rather emotional for him.
"The task should be simple now that your son has ascended to his current level of power. Now that our powers have grown this much, we should be able to avoid being depressurized by the vacuum. That said, we'll need to be at full power, and we're not going to be able to survive out there for long. Baldy and the Namek will have an even harder time." The prince continued.
"I see. I bet we're going to have to manipulate our ki pretty carefully, huh?" Goku hypothesized.
"You bet your dumb ass we will. For all we know, we could go through the portal only to end up in the center of a star. We'll be flying blind." Vegeta huffed.
"Relax, or else you'll get your panties in a bunch." Piccolo mocked as he walked over. Vegeta seethed, while the Namekian gave Goku a significant look. "Krillin, Trunks and I are ready to go."
"Awesome. Once we get through to our universe, we'll have to lock on to Tien's ki signature so that we can go to Earth. Then, I need you to collect the Dragon Balls and wish back Hogwarts. I'll check with King Kai to see if Cell's really gone." Goku explained.
They went over the plan with Krillin, Trunks, and the depressed Gohan, they then prepared to depart. They opened the swinging doors to Beauxbatons Academy, the cool night breeze soothingly greeting them. The Z-Fighters were greeted outside by Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, and Hagrid.
"Hey, you guys!" Goku said cheerfully.
"We'll be going now. If all goes well, you'll have your school back in an hour!" Krillin said.
"What wondrous magic you all have. It really is amazing." Dumbledore said genially, taking his time to shake the hands of the Z-Fighters. McGonagall and Snape did the same, although Snape noticeably retracted his hand when Vegeta's turn came around. For his part, the prince didn't seem to care. Trunks, on the other hand, was rather flustered at the proceedings, as it would be the only time he would meet any of these people.
Dumbledore leaned down to give Gohan a pat on the shoulder. "I understand you had an instrumental part to play in saving the world, Mr. Gohan." At this, the dejected boy only nodded. "In that case, you have my utmost gratitude. If you would be so patient, could I offer you a piece of advice I've learned in my years?"
Gohan nodded again. Dumbledore continued, "I've learned that those who love us never truly leave us. It is, after all, harder to break bonds then to form them. For what it's worth, you and your companions shall always be welcome at Hogwarts."
Everyone nodded at these words, and Gohan's eyes lit up once again. "Thank you sir. I really appreciate it."
"It is the least I can do." Was all Dumbledore replied. After everyone received a customary bearhug from Hagrid, they were off. Goku, Vegeta, Trunks, and Gohan transformed, their golden light blotting out the stars. It was not long before Gohan summoned his grief and sorrow once more to transform into a Super Saiyan 2. Piccolo and Krillin brought their powers to their maximum as they soared into space.
They each immediately felt unbearable pressure coming from deep within and from outside. Wasting no time, everyone pooled their ki into Gohan, whose glowing hands ripped apart the fabric of reality.
For the first time in ten months, the Z-Fighters were back in their universe. Luckily for them, Vegeta's macabre predictions of them landing in the middle of a star did not come true. They emerged in space, the surface of a planet directly below them. The planet's red, rocky ground cast a red glow on them as Goku, Piccolo, and Krillin focused their Instant Transmission on Tien's ki signature.
At long last, the Z-Warriors had returned to their Earth. Each of them took a moment, breathing in their air. Tien was overjoyed to see all of them (except Vegeta) again, a rare moment of joy for the normally stoic warrior of the crane style.
After a minute of recollection, Goku flew over to Capsule Corporation. After a brief reunion with Bulma, he had the Dragon radar in his hands once again. He and the other Z-Fighters soon gathered on Kami's lookout for the summoning of the dragon.
Before the wish to restore Hogwarts would take place, Goku telepathically contacted King Kai. "Hey, King Kai. How's it been?" He picked up conversation with his old mentor as if he had been yesterday since they last met.
"Nice and peaceful, my pupil." King Kai replied. On his small planet, the rotund blue deity was currently enjoying a nice space milkshake while reading a magazine. His pet monkey, Bubbles, was currently running about with the giant cricket Gregory.
"Has Cell come through the Check-In Station yet?" Goku asked, cutting straight to the point. Time was of the essence, after all.
"No, he hasn't, because he was not killed in this universe. Crazy to think about, I know. Maybe the afterlife works differently in the magic world?" King Kai hypothesized lazily.
Goku scratched his head, having never thought of such a possibility. "Weird to think about is right. I suppose his existence has been completely erased." Although Goku had the highest respect for the sanctity of life, he felt no remorse that Cell was gone forever. He supposed that Frieza would probably get lonely in Hell now, though.
"Awesome! Anyways, I've gotta run, King Kai. We have some very important wishes to make!"
"Ah, I'm sure. You Earthlings are lucky that you such far-reaching magical damage control." King Kai snarked, but Goku did not hear, for he had already broken the connection.
After gathering the seven Dragon Balls, the Z-Fighters gathered instinctually on the top of Dende's lookout. Tien, Yamcha, Dende, and Mr. Popo were all glad to see their friends again, but Goku and Piccolo were insistent on making the wishes soon.
The other six dragon balls were gathered at Dende's feet, the small Namekian waiting expectantly for Goku to set the four-star ball down with the rest. He grinned at the dragon ball he had brought with him to Hogwarts. Now, the sphere held even more fond memories of friends and good times gone by.
With all seven gathered, a shining energy erupted from the balls, rising upward. The sky darkened, and the orange light began to take the shape of a long, emerald green dragon. With a mighty roar, Shenron faced the Z-Fighters.
Vegeta, who up until this point was turned away and generally acting like an antisocial asshole, looked upon the Earth's dragon for the first time with fascination. Trunks, too, was enraptured, for it was also the first he bore witness to the miracles of the dragon balls.
"I AM SHENRON, THE ETERNAL DRAGON- oh, it's you lot again." Shenron's normal histrionics were cut short once he realized that it was the Z-Fighters who had summoned him once again.
"Well, what is it this time? Let me guess, you want to revive Goku again." Shenron sighed with the pretentious air of someone who felt himself overworked, despite the fact that he had been sleeping for the past four years.
"Actually, I'm right here!" Goku greeted cheerfully. Trunks looked quizzically at the older Saiyan. "Um, is your dragon always this pissed off?
Goku cheekily grinned back at him. "Yeah, he's a little crabby, but he's still our dragon! Now then, Shenron, for our first wish we'd like to resurrect all of those who were killed by Cell!"
Shenron's red eyes flashed. "The usual business then. Very well. Your wish is granted. Fare thee well-"
"-Not so fast, buddy. Remember, with the new model, you have to grant us two wishes." Dende reminded, causing everyone to chuckle.
If Shenron had hands, he would certainly be facepalming. "Fine. What is your stupid wish, anyways?"
To everyone's surprise, it was Gohan that had stepped forward to articulate the wish. "Hey, Mr. Dragon. If you could, can you restore Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry back how it was before Cell attacked it?"
They were unsure if the wish would be possible. Goku had telepathically imaged the school to Dende, so they hoped it would be within the dragon's power to grant it.
After a few moments of suspense, the dragon finally responded. "Your wish is granted. The Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry that you attended age 766 to age 767 has been restored to its former state. I even brought back that annoying poltergeist."
Gohan let out a whoop. "Thanks, Shenron! You're the best!" He praised, appealing to the dragon's ego.
"I am the best, aren't I?" Shenron said, drinking the compliment greedily. "You know, why don't I get a wish? I feel like that would be awesome-"
Dende swiftly cut him off. "Yeah, back to sleep you go." Shenron sighed in frustration before returning to the dragon balls. The orange spheres flew into the air in concentric motion before splitting off to the far corners of the Earth. Everyone watched them go, contemplative expressions on their faces.
"Harry…Ron…Hermione…I'll never forget you!" Gohan thought fondly, gazing at the sky.
Two weeks later was the end of term for the students of Hogwarts. Once more, it was time to board the train and return home, at least until the coming September.
Harry Potter had enjoyed a relaxing end of the school year. He did not have to take exams, since he was a Triwizard Champion. He did not earn many popularity points around the school for this, but he never had many popular points with his fickle peers to begin with.
Dumbledore worked tirelessly to keep the press away from him, figuring that Harry would not appreciate the exposure. He was right in this assumption. Harry hoped he would have good luck in avoiding the media while he vacationed at the Burrow over the summer.
One thing that eased Harry's discomfiture as school winded to a close was a sudden change in behavior from Snape. Now that Voldemort was gone, Snape seemed to have become much less sadistic in his general demeanor, although he was still a stern and cynical man. Moreover, he seemed to have finally abandoned his grudge towards Harry, and his sneers held much less malice than before.
Although Harry would never have a cup of tea with him, he still appreciated Snape's lightened mood.
On the ride home on the Hogwarts Express, Harry sat with Ron, Hermione, and Neville, frequently venturing over to other compartments to converse with his friends. Still, he felt a void where Gohan should have been.
He knew that his half-Saiyan friend wouldn't want anyone to be sad for him, but Harry and the others couldn't help it, really. Still, he knew that someday, Gohan would return and tell them of his future adventures.
The train stopped at King's Cross station, as it always did. Harry departed, seeing the impatient, rotund form of Vernon Dursley waiting for him.
Oh, how his uncle would react if he saw Harry flying.
Harry gave his uncle a cheeky smile as he walked forward. Today was the day when he would finally escape from the clutches of his dark past and soar like an eagle into a new age of wonder.
A/N
And this nearly marks the end of Never Tickle A Sleeping Dragon! A short epilogue will be posted in a few days showing Gohan's new perspective, as well as an Author's Note explaining how the future HP and DBZ timelines are affected by the events of this story.
Some may feel as though the way Cell was finished off was anti-climactic, but I figured that Gohan would opt to finish him off quickly, since it's not his world that's being threatened. I love the idea of SSj2 Gohan being a super powered evil side, even though it really isn't. As a kid, I actually thought that Gohan had turned evil after he had become an SSj2 for the first time, so that impression kinda stuck with me.
Anyways, thanks to you all for reading! I thought the story would end up a little longer, but I cleaned it up a bit and showed less fluff. I think that a more concise, complete fic is better than a million-word long epic that never gets to the end. Besides, I never aimed for this to be the best fic of all time or anything. It was just fun, and I hope you all enjoyed the story as much as I enjoyed writing it! I hope that I was able to the spirit of both of these great worlds! Even though both series are over, we as fans can still keep the true spirit of Dragon Ball and Harry Potter alive in our hearts!