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A/N: I'm so sorry it took so long between updates!! I was in West Virginia over the weekend, and there wasn't a computer where I was staying. Anyways, thanx for staying with me.

Wizards?!

"Are you trying to tell me that you guys are real, live, wizards?!"

"Well what else would we be?" said Ron, sarcastically, "Dead ones?"

"No, no, of course not." said Gohan, putting a hand behind his head and flashing the famous Son grin, "I just thought that wizards were fictional characters, that's all."

"Yup, he's a muggle alright." said Harry.

"Well we already KNEW that, Harry." said Hermione, exasperatedly "The question is what to do about it." There was silence for a few minutes as Harry, Ron, and Hermione tried to figure out what to do.

"Well," said Harry, finally, "I suppose we'd better go and show him to Professor Dumbledore."

"Yeah, I guess so." said Ron, glancing at Gohan, "It's a shame though, really. After all, he seems like a nice enough guy."

"Wait, wait, wait, hold up a minute here." said Gohan who had been listening in, "What exactly is going to happen to me when you show me to this Professor Dumbledore of yours?"

"Well," said Hermione, thoughtfully, "I guess that he'll modify your memory, and then put you out with the muggles, although it still puzzles me that you can even see the castle." She glanced up at Gohan curiously, "Are you sure you don't have ANY wizarding heritage?"

"Ummm… yeah. My family's from another planet." replied Gohan. Once more, all three kids jaws dropped.

"WHAT?!" yelled Harry.

"Liar." said Ron.

"How?" asked Hermione.

"Ok, uh, one at a time. You," he points at Harry, "What was your name again, Harold?"

"Harry." corrected Harry.

"Right, Harry. I said that I was from another planet. Well, not me personally, but my race. I am one-half Saiyan, a warrior race from the planet Vegeta." There was no reply from the kids, so Gohan continued, "My people's planet was blown up long ago by an evil alien named Frieza." Still no reply from the three stunned wizards (well, two wizards and one witch for all of you technical people out there), and Gohan began to get worried that they were suffering from shock, "Are you guys ok?" he asked, concern in his voice.

"You're a liar!" said Ron, "You actually expect us to believe that stupid story?!"

"Ah yes, the next person who spoke." said Gohan, with some amusement in his voice, "You say I am a liar?"

"Yes I do. I haven't believed in aliens since I was, like, three." said Ron, defiantly.

"And you would be?" asked Gohan.

"My name is Ron," said Ron, "And I am NOT that gullible. It's going to take a LOT to convince ME that you're an alien buddy."

"Well, would a tail work as a convincer?" asked Gohan, pulling out is tail, "Because I've got one." (*A/N: I know that Gohan doesn't have a tail in the series, but this is sort of like an A/U. Deal with it.)

"Simple, you're an Animagi." said Ron.

"Ron," said Hermione, "That can't be. There isn't a monkey Animagi registered. I've checked."

"What is it going to take to convince you that I'm not lying?!" asked Gohan, "Do you want to see my birth certificate? Maybe my blood type! Would that convince you?!"

"N-no." said Ron, "Maybe you're not lying. Ok, I guess I'll believe you for now. However, I want some proof later."

"PROOF?!" shouted Harry, "Ron, the man has TAIL!! WHAT MORE PROOF DO YOU WANT?!?!"

"Ok," said Gohan, "Anyway, next question. You," he points at Hermione, "What was your name again?"

"I'm Hermione Granger." replied Hermione.

"Right, Hermione. Now then, you asked how? How what?"

"Oh, that." said Hermione, "Well, you said that your planet got blown up. How did you survive?"

"Oh, see, that wasn't my planet. I was born here on Earth. As I said before, I'm only half Saiyan. My mother is human, you see, so I was born right here on good old mother Earth."

"Ok, so how are you an alien?" asked Hermione.

"Well, my father is a full-blooded Saiyan." replied Gohan, "So that makes me officially half-human, and half-Saiyan."

"Weird." said Harry, awestruck, "So do the Saiyans… look any different from humans?"

"Sort of." said Gohan, "But there are many major similarities as well. First off, Saiyans are born with a set haircut, and that haircut stays with them their entire life."

"Meaning…" said Ron.

"Meaning, Saiyan hair doesn't grow. They are born with a full head of hair, and it's usually in a weird position mind you, and they keep that full head of hair for the rest of their lives."

"What do you mean it's in a weird position?" asked Hermione, "What, do they all have cow-licks or something?"

"No, I mean they usually have hair that defies gravity. My dad's, for example, has five spikes on one side of his head sticking out and up, and four spikes on the other side that also stick out and up. And my dad's, uh, friend Vegeta's hair sticks straight up! No joke!"

"Yeah right." said Ron, flatly, "I mean, have you ever heard of someone's hair that stick straight up? It's completely insane."

"Think what you like, but I'll prove it to you later." said Gohan, "Anyway, there are other differences as well. All Saiyans have monkey tails that-"

"Do these monkey tails serve a purpose?" asked Ron, cutting Gohan off, "Or are they just there to make you guys look different?"

"As I was about to say, Ron, these monkey tails cause us to transform into monkeys at the full moon."

"So you're a weremonkey?" asked Ron, "Does anybody else find that strange?! The guy is saying that he's an alien, that's had the same haircut since he was born, AND he turns into a monkey on the full moon!! How likely is that to happen?!"

"Oh pipe down Ron. I think you're just jealous of Gohan because he's a whole lot cooler than you." said Hermione.

"What?! That's so untrue it's not even funny!! I most certainly am NOT jealous!" cried Ron, "Jealous, hmph!" He folded his arms and scowled at the floor.

"Ok, anyway, there is one other slight way to tell Saiyans and humans apart." said Gohan.

"And that would be?" asked Hermione.

"All Saiyans are extremely muscular." replied Gohan.

"Whoa." said Hermione, "You mean you're naturally like that? I thought you were just some sort of obsessive body-building freak."

"Well," said Gohan, looking down at himself and laughing a little, "I'm not naturally like THIS. This form come from years of training and fighting. If I had not been training all of these years, then I would still be very muscular, but not NEARLY this muscular."

"You mean you fight for a living?!" asked Hermione, shocked.

"Yeah, sure." replied Gohan, "We get lots of money from tournaments, and that's our main source of income."

"You mean YOU are the moneymaker for your family?!" asked Hermione, doubly shocked, "You guys must be on rough times, or else you are one really good fighter."

"Don't worry, our family has enough money." said Gohan, "And I most certainly am not the moneymaker for my family. I only have to provide for them when my Dad is dead. At other times, both my Dad and I get money for our family."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, did you just say that your dad has been dead before?!" asked Harry, appalled, "But there isn't a spell to bring people back from the dead! It's not possible!"

"You can with the Dragonballs." said Gohan.