Title: The Super Saiyan Wizard
Rating: PG-13
Author: Hudine
Paring: Pan/Trunks - not get-together there is so many of those... just pick any random one, they are already together and married. (minor)
Snape/Hermione - She is a teacher in this fic. I love the forbidden romances, so you where warned if you don't like it, flames will be used to cook dinner.
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Goku Vegeta Briefs (Gogeta), son of Trunks and Pan, starts up his first year at Hogwarts.
Disclaimer: Not mine, only borrowing the characters for a little harmless fun. No money was made and no copyright infringement was intended.
Authors Notes: Set in the future of HP world, well after when ever book seven will take place.
Dedications and credits: Done most of my research with Pojo's Unofficial Total Dragonball Z and
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Prologue (Background - the prequel I can't be bothered writing.)
Trunks and Pan both took terribly ill when Pan was 18 (4 years after GT). The only way of saving them was if they became fully blooded Saiyans, so out of desperation to save the lives of their children, Bulma and Gohan took the GT ship to new Namic. While there they found all of the dragonballs and wished for Pan and Trunks to become full Saiyans.
A few years later Trunks and Pan mated and produced the first fully blooded Saiyan to be born in decades. They named him after the last two great warriors of the Saiyan race, Goku Vegeta - but they called the boy by the name Gogeta.
Gogeta's grandfather Vegeta insisted on training the young boy, causing him to be able to power-up to Super Saiyan by the time he was seven years old. Through Vegeta's training his grandson became strong, but had always had the same looks and childish innocence of his great grandfather Goku, and the brains of his Grandpa Gohan and his father Trunks. Then much to Vegeta's annoyance Trunks and Pan moved to England to run the new offices in London, but Gogeta promised to keep training when he's there in that innocence that could only come from a small boy.
Gogeta was true to his word and trained almost everyday with his mother and father, and grew into a nice young lad. Then as he was about to start into his new school as he was eleven years old he got a strange letter, saying he was excepted into Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. At first his parents thought it was some sort of joke, but not long after, they where met by a representative of the school, and his parents agreed to let him go.
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Chapter 1
Trunks and Pan walked through King's Cross Station with a small Chibbi Goku look-a-like running a long beside them. Trunks stood on the platform between 9 and 10 looking at the ticket with great scrutiny, "where the hell is platform 9 3/4?"
"Dad, I think it's through there," Gogeta said pointing at a brick pillar.
The lavender haired man looked at his son, then looked at the pillar. Reaching out with his senses he seen it too, "your right, there is some sort of ki energy coming from that wall."
Pan sighed, "the two of you better be right..." She then took a run for it and disappeared right through the wall.
Trunks and Gogeta looked at each other in amazement. "You know son, I really need to find a way to do that, that's a stroke of geniuse."
Gogeta just rolled his eyes at the thought of his father getting down and inventing another pointless item, and made a run for the barrier. Looking around at his new surroundings he seen lots of people that looked out of place, like they didn't know how to dress themselves, and there was a large steam train that said Hogwarts Express.
He looks behind him to see his father falling through the barrier on their side just to fall flat on his face, then sit up and smile sheepishly. "I was just testing out how it works."
This time it was Pan's turn to roll her eyes at her husband and mate. "Some day curiosity will get the better of you." She pulls him up by the arm, "I swear you been fusing with my Uncle Goten too often... He's really rubbing off on you." Trunks in return just gave a Vegeta like scowl making Pan laugh, "You know you look like your father doing that."
"Well woman lets leave the brat off and get me some food."
Pan almost broke out in hysterics, and playfully punched Trunks in the arm. Gogeta just stood out of the way a little and tried to pretend he wasn't with them. After a few minutes they said their goodbyes then he made a run for the train and jumped in before they could do anything else to embarrass him. His father really was starting to get eccentric in his old age.
Taking a seat in an empty compartment he looked out the window nervously. *Today is the first day of the rest of my life. If grandpa Veggie could see me now. Probably would say I'm a weak fool and very un-Saiyan. But it's time for me to step out of the shadow off an all but dead race, time to start out fresh.*
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The journey went by in relative silence, later a bunch of fourth year students joined him in the compartment but he stayed out of their way and they stayed out of his. He had some trouble changing into his school robes, but soon ripped a tail hole and wrapped it around his waste like he normally does so people would think it was a belt. It was something his grandfather had always told him to do, 'a tail shows a saiyan's desires and feelings.'
Making sure he had all his capsules in his pockets he headed out the door as the train came to a stop. He headed out of the train like everyone else where he seen a tall man with a lamp, with shaggy hair and matching beard. He walked closer to the man in awe feeling nothing but kindness radiating of the man, and was kind of reminded of his great grandfather the Ox-King, not that he ever really knew him as he died when he was young. The man just smiled down at Gogeta, and shouted out, "First years follow me."
Gogeta followed the man and they got to a lake with boats, and got in the same one as the large man and two other kids his age that looked just as bewildered as him. Before long the boats started moving across the lake by themselves, and they arrived at the shore beside a big castle, and was led inside a waiting hall outside two big double wooden doors.
A stern looking woman in green dress robes and her grey hair up in a bun, came though to the entry hall and stood in front of the students. She looked them all over then took a look at Gogeta and looked disapprovingly at him. "What's your name?"
"Goku Vegeta mam, but I'm normally just called Gogeta."
"Last name?" She asked as she looked at a list.
"Briefs," he answered with a gulp.
"Well Mr Briefs, your belt is not in the school uniform, you will have to take it off."
Gogeta sweat dropped giving a Son-grin and rubbing the back of his neck, looking exactly like Goku. "But miss it's not a belt."
"Oh?" The sternness in her voice not wavering.
He slowly unwound his tail from around his waist and heard everyone gasp. "It's my tail... I tried keeping it under my uniform but it was too uncomfortable."
She just sighed, "Never mind." She turned to the rest of the first years and began her speech. "Welcome to Hogwarts, I am Professor McGonagall, In a few moments you will step through the doors to be sorted into your houses, where you will stay throughout your stay at Hogwarts. You will earn points for your house as well as lose points if you misbehave. The houses are my own house Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw."
They followed the woman through the double doors to see four vast tables, and a head table at the front of the room, also there appeared to be no ceiling as you could look up and see the sky and thousands of candles lighting up the hall just floating there. At the front of the desk there was an old three legged stool and an ancient looking hat set upon it. As they got to the front of the room the hat came to life and started to speak.
"I am the great sorting hat,
"Together we will find where you should be at,
"Should you be dear Hufflepuff,
"Who stick together when things get tuff.
"Maybe you are a young Ravenclaw,
"Who's intelligence and intellect will be with awe.
"Gryffindor maybe you belong
"Who's bravery is great with a heart so strong.
"Or Slytherin you will be to the end,
"There you will use your cunningness to make your friend."
Minerva McGonagall stood at the top beside the sorting hat. "I shall call out your name in order, and you will sit upon the stool and the sorting hat will pick out what house you belong to. Briefs, Goku Vegeta."
Nervously he headed towards the the top and sat on the old stool, while Professor McGonagall set the sorting hat on the boy's head. Suddenly the hat gripped almost painfully around his head, and was making noises of concentration. He could feel the hat trying to get through his mental barriers but was unable.
"Stop fighting me boy!"
"I'm not."
"Yes you are, I cannot get into your head. I have never met one like you."
"What do you expect, I'm a Saiyan warrior and prince, simple mind tricks wont work on me. Believe me I'm not fighting, it's my natural instincts kicking in, I can't do anything about it."
With resignation the age old hat screamed out something he has never screamed out in his entire existence, "I cannot sort this one! I cannot get into his head."
There was shocked gasps throughout the hall as everyone turned to look at Gogeta in amazement, shock and some fear. Even McGonagall who was so calm about his tail earlier was looking at him in disbelief. He just gave everyone his nervous Son grin and rubbed the back of his neck. "Em.... Sorry?"
An old kindly man who wore bright clothing, and had long white hair and beard with half moon spectacles, walked up beside him. There was one thing he noticed about this man right away, his ki energy was higher of his grandfather in SSJ 3... but maybe not as in 4. This man demanded respect from his aurora as well as reradiated goodness and kindness. He chuckled as unconcerned as can be in a jolly way that made Gogeta more comfortable by the second. "There is nothing to be sorry about my boy, I have to admit even I didn't see this one coming." He motioned for the boy to stand up so he did, and handed him the sorting hat.
"Sorry I broke your hat..."
"I am not broken!" The hat huffed.
Dumbledore gave another soft chuckle. "He's not broken, never mind him, he's just a little grouchy cause he's never met someone he can't sort before." He looked to Minerva, "continue the sorting, I will take young Gogeta here somewhere quieter to see if we can sort him out."
With that Gogeta walked off with Dumbledore out through a door at the back of the hall leaving a confused crowed in his wake.
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A/N: Just remember the sorting hat has a year to think of what to say, I only had 5 min lol.
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