Can they make a difference?
Chapter 4: Secrets Revealed
Pairings: Goku/Vegeta, Harry/Draco
Disclaimer: I don't own them so don't ask
WARNING: This is about male/male relationships if you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.
~Red Kasei: Please don't be mad at me for the cliffhanger, because I'm just getting started. As far as Geta's pregnancy goes well just check out the title again and that's all I'm going to say ^_~ and I hope that you got my review for a 'Permanent Fusion'.
If anyone hasn't read it please check it out. It is the best!
~Kewla: Now it's time for the aftermath of the Duel. I give you three guesses who cast that spell. As far as Snape and Lucius read on and found out what happens with them. Yeah, Draco does have a lot of things to make- up for what he's done to Harry but you know Harry. He's going to be a little stubborn about it but that's not going to stop Draco, well at least I hope not.
~V: Now you know it wasn't Dobby. What were you thinking? Come on, I know that you can do better than that.
~Christine G: Yeah! You go it right. I wasn't sure if any would be able to figure that one out ^_~
Thank you everyone for the fantastic reviews! Again I apologize for not updating on a regular bases but Savannah is draining me dry. I was trying for two updates but the creative part of my brain is on vacation at the moment.
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~oOo@oOo~
The ward was extremely quiet. It was still a few hours before dinner and everyone wanted to hear Goku's explanation.
Goku took a deep breath and let it out very slowly. This was going to be hard. Just as hard when they had to tell their family about the baby, but everything had turned out good. Bulma had expected as much, as well as their sons, but Chi-Chi was an entirely different matter altogether.
"The reason why Dumbledore warned everyone was because of Vegeta's condition."
"Condition?" Remus asked, his interest now piqued.
Goku nodded before answering, "Vegeta's 8 ½ weeks pregnant."
Strangled gasps resounded out in the room.
"Then. . .then that must mean that you're the dominant mate," Hermione said.
Again Goku nodded.
"Wait-a-minute! What are you talking about?" Sirius interjected.
"We'll explain later, but what I want to know is why haven't you gone after the one who did this?" Hermione was starting to fume.
"Well, isn't it obvious?"
Up to this point Draco had been silent watching the whole exchange.
"Nobody asked for your opinion, Malfoy," Ron spat.
"Who cares? I can't believe you're that thick not to figure it out. No wonder you haven't scored with Granger." Draco looked squarely at the redhead, ignoring Hermione's flushed cheeks.
Ron was about to knock that silly smirk right off of Draco's face.
The blonde turned to Hermione, dismissing Ron as if they had said nothing to each other. "Goku wants to make sure that Vegeta is all right first. Use your head."
"Who did hit him with that spell?" Sirius asked.
"Pansy," Draco supplied.
"Pansy Parkinson? But why?" Remus asked.
Draco recounted what had happened after his encounter with Harry, Goku, and Vegeta. Apparently, Pansy was coming on too strong to Goku for the royal's liking.
~ Flashback ~
Goku watched the retreating back of the other teen before turning his attention back to Harry.
"We're on our way to see Dumbledore."
"Really? So am I."
"Hey, we can walk together," Goku offered.
"Go ahead without me, Kakarott. I'll join you shortly," Vegeta said, following after Malfoy.
~*~*~
The prince swiftly made his way down the empty corridor. He followed the tall Slytherin until he stopped and spoke to a large portrait. Vegeta watched as the painting swung open allowing his entry. He smirked; it was a good thing that he had excellent hearing. The royal walked up to the picture.
'Password,' it said.
The prince repeated the word that Draco had used. The picture swung open for him. Vegeta cautiously made his way into the common room. He used all his senses to carefully glide him through unknown territory. From behind a pillar Vegeta could see Draco stretched out on the long dark green leather sofa.
Vegeta was about to approach the blonde when he heard voices coming from another passageway. He recognized one of the voices from the Great Hall and bit back a growl.
"Oh, Draco I thought that you were already gone."
Draco placed his hand over his face. /It's waaayy too early in the morning to deal with her. / He sat up to be greeted not only by Pansy Parkinson, but by Blaise Zambini as well.
"Yes Pansy, I did leave," he answered, not really wanting to talk with her.
"So, what are you doing back here?" Blaise asked.
"Believe it or not, Blaise, I ran into Potter and his friends."
"The weasel and the mudblood?" Pansy screeched, planting herself comfortably next to him and draping an arm around his neck.
"Get off me Pansy!" Draco warned. "And no, it wasn't them. It was the Muggles from last night."
Pansy's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "They were hot, especially the tall one. He had the tightest ass - next to you of course. I wonder if he's taken?" she said to herself more than the two boys.
"Yes, he's taken." Vegeta growled as he entered the common room. "You were the one who made that comment about what a great fuck he would be." He could smell several different males on her - including Blaise.
Pansy flushed a deep crimson. "Yeah, so what?"
Vegeta stood in front of the teens with his arms crossed. They could tell that he worked out a lot. There was not an inch of fat anywhere on him. Every muscle on his compact form was well defined.
He could hear Pansy's heart running rampant. A faint smirk appeared. "Well, seeing as Kakarott isn't here, I'm going to have a little fun."
Blaise and Draco stood up and drew their wands when Vegeta disappeared, only to reappear in front of Pansy. He moved so quickly, they weren't prepared for what he did next. Before Pansy knew what was happening, Vegeta pinned her arms to her side. He snarled at the two males snatching their wands with his tail and throwing them across the room.
Vegeta levitated high off the floor, carrying the helpless Pansy with him. She struggled to get free, too scared to realize what would happen if he dropped her on the concrete directly below. He chanced a glance at Draco and Blaise; they couldn't believe what had just happened. Their mouths were open in shock. Vegeta actually smiled at their reaction.
He then brought his attention back to Pansy. "Listen very carefully little girl," he said, growling low in his throat. She could see his sharp teeth when he talked. A chill ran up her spine.
"I can rip you apart with my bare hands for even looking at Kakarott wrong. The next time you decide to make a comment like that I suggest that you keep it to yourself," Vegeta threatened. "Or else you will find out that dying by my hand is a lot worse than dying by Voldemort's."
Everyone looked startled by the mention of the Dark Lord's name.
Draco was surprised a Muggle would even know about him. /Note to self: Remember to ask him about that/ He filed that tidbit in his mind for later.
Blaise shuddered with fear - he could see that the prince wasn't joking. Draco, on the other hand, just sat back down waiting for the fireworks to end. He always knew that her mouth would get her into trouble someday; it was only a matter of time.
"Wh-what is he to you anyway?" the scared Slytherin girl asked.
"He is my mate, " With that answer Vegeta dropped down and tossed the terrified girl onto the sofa. Pansy shrieked. When she landed, she scrambled to her feet and bolted from the common room to get away from the psycho.
Blaise turned a deadly gaze on him but backed down when he saw sharp canines and ran after Pansy. The guy was fuckin' nuts.
Draco started clapping, smiling all the while. "Very impressive. I've never seen them move that fast before. Are you sure you're a Muggle?"
Vegeta remained silent walking around the semi-green room. It reminded him of the unfeeling, heartless years he spent on Freiza's cold ship.
"Why are you here? You don't strike me as the type to go around threatening people because of your. . .um. . .mate."
/If only he knew. . ./ Vegeta mused.
Draco continued on, seeing that the royal wasn't answering any time soon. "When you said mate, what is that exactly? You don't mean. . ."
Vegeta stopped and turned obsidian orbs on the youth. "Yes, that's exactly what I mean."
Draco's silver eyes widened at that but he didn't comment. Then Vegeta hit him with, "You're in love with the boy." It was a statement more than a question.
Draco knew whom Vegeta was referring to by 'boy'. He and Harry were both seventeen, but Harry still possessed a child-like appearance, even though he'd seen more tragedy than anyone his age.
"What give you that idea?"
Vegeta stood across from. "Don't play dumb with me. I saw how you stared at him during dinner last night then just outside. I could smell your arousal when you stood close to him - I'm amazed he couldn't. It was so strong I'm surprised that you didn't get a nosebleed."
Draco wasn't fazed by the comment. "And how would you know that? And how did you know what Pansy said? You had to have been a good 10, maybe 15 feet away?"
"I'm a Saiyan. My sense of smell, as well as my other senses, are far better than yours ningen, so I know for a fact that you're attracted to the boy." Vegeta also wasn't revealing the fact that he was a telepath.
Vegeta was right. Draco was attracted to the raven-haired Gryffindor, but he wasn't going to admit that to him or to any one else. The price was too high to pay to acknowledge such feelings, especially if Harry didn't feel the same way.
No, it was better if he keep it to himself. "You're wrong. Why would I be attracted to someone like Harry?"
Vegeta couldn't have smirked any more than what he was all ready. "You should talk to Kakarott about when we first met." That was all Vegeta said, leaving Draco in stunned silence.
~ End Flashback ~
The blonde did leave out the part about what Vegeta said about Harry. Draco would just die if The-Boy-Who-Lived ever knew that he had a major crush on him.
Nobody knew what to say. They could now see how much they loved each other, and how far they were willing to go to protect each other, no matter what. The bell rang signaling the first call to dinner. Everyone left except Draco and Goku.
"Can I ask you something, Goku?"
"Yeah, go ahead. What's on your mind?"
"Vegeta said something about a little problem that I'm having. He wanted me to ask you about when you two first met."
Goku relaxed, smiling from the memory. It had been years, but he remembered it as if it was yesterday. Draco saw the far-away look in Goku's eyes. Onyx eyes held so many emotions in them that it was hard for Draco to distinguish most of them.
So, the story went about how Vegeta tried to kill him when he and Nappa first arrived on Earth. Then when they went to Namek, Vegeta fought Ginyu when he was in his body, but after that Vegeta had healed him. Back on Earth, Vegeta saved him from the Androids just so he could kill him.
Goku also told the teen how he sacrificed himself to save everyone from Cell. "When I died I could see and hear everyone but they couldn't see or hear me. That's when I realized that something was wrong with Vegeta. He had stopped training. He barely ate anything. He had even stopped sleeping with Bulma, his wife."
Draco sat quietly listening to the sad tale. To him, Vegeta was just your average, every-day bully.
"But after awhile I came back to stop another threat and Vegeta did something that ripped my heart in two. He gave up his life. I was shattered. Nothing else mattered any more and that's when I knew that I loved him."
Goku stopped to take a break. He was about to start again but paused when he heard, "Kay."
Goku turned to his mate. Draco silently eased out of his chair and left the hospital. The Saiyan gave the young Slytherin a lot to think about. After hearing about the prince, it seemed that they were more alike than he ever realized.
What Goku didn't get to tell Draco was that because of the threat Vegeta was allowed to come back to help destroy the thing that was going to wipe out the entire world. After everything had settled, Vegeta wasn't going to let another opportunity pass by again without claiming his heart desire.
~oOo@oOo~
The larger male sat beside his mate. A black furry tail came out and wrapped around Vegeta's wrist. "How are you feeling koi?"
"Like Frieza just punched the livin' day lights out of me. What the heck happened?"
"Right after you hit Snape some girl cast a spell and knocked you clear off the platform. You crashed into the wall." Goku's voice was low and even but Vegeta could tell how upset his lover was.
"And the baby?" he asked with some trepidation.
"The baby is fine." Goku stood up, a determined look on his face. "Now, since I know that you're doing better, I have some business to take care of." Goku was about to walk away but Vegeta held onto his hand.
The royal pulled his mate down to him drawing him closer until their lips met. Goku moaned into the passionate kiss. Vegeta threaded slender fingers in black spiky locks. He wanted to taste every part of Kakarott, his life, his soulmate. Goku's tail went back to its previous position around the prince's wrist.
* Cough *
They broke apart, dark eyes looking down the length of the bed to see a beaming Dumbledore.
"I take it that you are feeling better, Your Highness?" the Headmaster asked.
"I'm fine."
"You gave us quite a scare but I am delighted that you're doing well. Mr. Son, if you don't mind, I would like a word with your mate." Dumbledore continued to smile.
Goku nodded giving Vegeta a hastily kiss and left the hospital wing.
Vegeta watched him until he was gone. He looked back at the old wizard. Dumbledore's smile worried him. It reminded him of Kakarott. That baka smiled so much you couldn't always tell what he was thinking.
"What do you want to talk about?" Vegeta asked, a bit miffed at the interruption of his private time with Kakarott.
"It's about your Father," Dumbledore answered.
~oOo@oOo~
It was after dinner and the Great Hall was practically empty save for a few students from each house and some teachers. Goku entered the Hall, his black eyes scanning through the remaining souls that lingered.
Ron noticed him. "Hey guys, look.." He gestured toward the door.
"He looks mad about something," Hermione said.
Harry just ignored them. His mind was elsewhere. He was watching a certain blonde. Draco was trying his best to keep Pansy off of him, but to no avail. He looked up to see a pair of emerald orbs watching his every move and froze.
Their eyes locked.
/Why does he look so sad? / Draco wondered.
Pansy chose that very moment to plant a kiss full on Draco's mouth. Draco pulled away not knowing what else to do.
Harry excused himself from the table, and the Slytherin prince panicked over the other boy's reaction.
/Oh, shit! Now, he's going to think that I'm going out with Pansy, the bitch. She did that on purpose. I'm going to have to talk with Blaise about keeping his girl in check/ Draco was now worried. /Hang on. Why in the devil should I care about what he thinks?/
"Hey mate! Where're you going?" Ron yelled after him.
But Harry didn't stop. He kept on walking. Ron was about to chase after him when Goku quickly made his way to the Slytherin table. He grabbed Pansy.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?"
Goku ignored the teen and hauled her off the bench. Blaise was immediately on his guard. Draco stood to leave. He wasn't going to interfere with what was about to happen.
"Draco, where are you going?" Pansy asked, not believing her luck.
"Away from here. I don't want blood all over my nice clean robes."
"DRACO!"
The tall blonde turned quickly to the pair. "I warned you not to cast that charm. Now, because of your stupid mistake you could have very well doomed all of Slytherin." Then Draco looked at everyone in his house. "If the rest of you know what's good for you, you'll stay out of this." With that as his parting word, he left.
"Well, if it isn't the prince's favorite toy. No wonder he's so protective, but I wonder. . ."Pansy paused for effect. "I wonder if you're really good. Hmm, you must be for the prince to have acted the way that he did."
Goku growled deep. He was about to blast her into the next dimension for ever laying a finger on Vegeta was he felt it. His skin was sudden on fire as sweat formed on his brow. The flow of his blood quickened. His tail twitched around his narrow waist. This was not a good sign. He had to go now and save his revenge for another time.
"I'm warning you, just like I warned Snape. Harm Vegeta in *any* way whatsoever and I will not hesitate to kill you."
Pansy was stunned speechless. She didn't know if she should be frightened because of the death threat or because of the older man's dark eyes were now glowing red.
Not giving her another second, Goku dropped her to the floor and left the Hall. Hermione and Ron took their leave as well.
~oOo@oOo~
Draco was heading toward the Gryffindor dormitory or at least somewhere in the vicinity. He really wasn't sure where the Gryffindor tower was located. He didn't know why but he felt as if he needed to explain himself to Harry. However, Draco didn't get far when Dumbledore spotted him.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy. You missed a very important meeting this morning."
"Huh? What meeting?" Draco was surprised.
Dumbledore held his smile. "You have been relocated to a new dorm room that is a little bit more suitable. You're going to need the privacy in the coming months."
Draco was taken aback. He didn't know what to think. "Professor, may I ask why?"
"You, Mr. Malfoy, have been under tremendous pressure from your Father about your future regarding the family business, as well as getting married."
"You can say that again," Draco mumbled.
Draco didn't even want to think about it. His father already threatened him with marriage to Pansy. That was something that he wanted to avoid at all costs.
~ Flashback ~
Draco was as bored as ever. There was still four weeks left until summer break was over. He had spent an endless amount of time in his room doing homework and thinking about Harry. God, how could he have slipped so low as to liking his rival?
He really didn't have time to answer the question when a house elf told him that his father requested his presence in his study.
The blonde stood just slightly in front of the older Malfoy's desk. It was littered with parchment papers, quills, inkwells, and books - the usual junk from work. No one knew that Lucius was really a spy for the Order. If he were discovered he would be killed by a loyal Death Eater, or God help him, Voldemort himself.
Draco didn't know about his father's involvement with the Order. So, naturally he was having a hard time trying to decide if he really wanted to become a Death Eater like his father. He knew that was no kind of life - always wondering when Voldemort would get tired of you and decide that you've out-lived your usefulness. The Malfoy's were a 'special' case, though. His pureblood family line, political connections, and vast wealth made him valuable.
The only problem now was that Draco was the last of the Malfoy line. He was sure that Voldemort wouldn't eliminate him without producing an heir he could control first. Along with that, his parents were pushing for grandchildren.
"Draco, have you considered what I've told you?"
"Well, actually Father I think the deal bloody sucks."
Lucius gazed at his son. The boy almost stood to his impressive height of six foot two. He closed the book that he was reading. Long slender fingers brushed back tendrils of silky white blonde hair. "Look Draco, Parkinson is not that bad of a girl."
"Yeah, just as long as she doesn't talk."
Lucius ignored that comment. "Now Draco. You need to produce an heir. I will not have my only son live the rest of his life without giving me some grandchildren."
Then Draco did something that he didn't think was possible, and had secretly been dreading. "I'm sorry Father but I don't favor Pansy like that - or any girl for that matter." He held his breath and waited for the fireworks.
Draco was shocked at what his father said next. The taller male looked at his son with gleaming silver eyes. Draco knew that look. His father was up to something and that meant trouble for him.
"Well, if Parkinson doesn't catch your fancy, then might I suggest Zambini?"
/Blaise? Ewww, no way in hell! Blaise is his friend! /
"Um, no thanks."
Lucius walked around his desk and stalked over to his son. "Then you have until the end of the school year to find someone and marry them before your eighteenth birthday. Otherwise I will choose for you - and believe me you *will* not like my choice in men."
The elder Malfoy went back to his desk. Draco was about to go back to his room but his father stopped him. "Remember Draco, all is not lost. Just don't ignore your feelings."
The teenager walked back to his room trying to figure out what his father just told him not noticing his mother slipping by him.
"Lucius?"
"Narcissa, that boy is utterly impossible."
"Did you tell him?"
"No, if I would have told him about that then we would be in trouble," Lucius replied. "Draco's going to have to find out on his own."
"What if it doesn't happen before his next birthday?"
"Don't fret my dear. Dumbledore has assured me that everything would workout."
"I hope you're right, Lucius. I hope you're right."
Narcissa hugged her husband. He wrapped his arms around her giving her a kiss.
~ End Flashback ~
"You will be sharing living quarters with Mr. Son and Prince Vegeta and one other person. Your personal belongings have already been moved." The smile hadn't left the Headmaster's face.
It irked Draco to no end that Dumbledore knew something that he didn't. "Follow me Mr. Malfoy, and I'll show you to your room."
A few minutes later, they arrived at the tower. Dumbledore gave the password, "Common Ground."
When Draco entered the room he was amazed at how huge the common room was. Plus, it didn't look dark like the Slytherin common room. The room was decorated with colors from each house.
The blonde was too busy admiring his new surroundings to notice that Dumbledore had slipped out.
There were two sets of stairs and in the between them was a door. Draco opened the door to reveal a bathroom. It was about the size of a broom closet with a toilet and sink leaving no room to spare. Having decided to get out of the claustrophobic place, Draco ascended the stairs to his right.
There was a short hallway and at the end was a door. He knocked on it and waited. After receiving no answer opened it with caution. To his relief nobody was in.
He wandered around the room. The room reminded Draco of a palace or something that only royalty lived in. The carpet was a deep royal blue plush. The king size bed was adored with blue comforter matching pillow shams, down pillows, and satin black sheets.
He opened the walk-in closet. The only thing there were black spandex suit, white/gold armor and gi uniforms along with white and black boots. Draco bypassed the beautifully handcrafted armoire and dresser. That would have been too personal. Draco missed the door that was next to the closet.
Next he opened the door to the bathroom. He was awe struck at all the pure white marble. The mirror stretched across the wall above the twin sinks and vanity. The shower was detached from the whirlpool tub. Everything in the bathroom sparkled. Even the toilet had it's own room.
Plush red and white rugs led into the shower and tub as an invitation to relieve stress from a long day of work or study. On his way out, Draco also spotted large white body towels, red hand towels, and white face towels. The alternating colors reminded him of peppermint sticks.
Then his eyes saw the red symbol. It was the same one that he saw on Vegeta's armor the night of the sorting feast.
/A family emblem, perhaps?/ Draco left the room, closing the door shut behind him.
Draco crossed the hallway and opened the other door that was on the opposite end. He didn't even have time to take in the beauty of the room as he came face to face with. . .
~ TBC ~
A/N: If there were awards for cliffhangers, do you think that I would win one?
Does anyone know how to spell Blaise's last name? If you do please let me know. I'm a little confused on the spelling I've seen a variety and I want the correct one ^_~
Ok! Pansy did a really big nono. What happen to Goku that made him let her go? And what about that conversation that Lucius had with his wife? What do you think about what they were talking about? Lucius knows something, any guesses what that might be? Who do you think is in the room with Draco? Don't know? Well, stay tuned for the next chapter. Tell me your thoughts and any comments that you might have ^_~
~oOo@oOo~
Teaser Chapter 5: Enter the Dragon
He stood in front of the class loving the feel of making his students squirm underneath his scrutiny. He carefully folded his arms gracefully over his sore chest.
"Today we're making a batch of sleeping potion for Madam Pomfrey. The notes are on the board, so get to it."
The class was finished brewing the powerful potion when Vegeta and Goku. . .
Nemesis
Chapter 4: Secrets Revealed
Pairings: Goku/Vegeta, Harry/Draco
Disclaimer: I don't own them so don't ask
WARNING: This is about male/male relationships if you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.
~Red Kasei: Please don't be mad at me for the cliffhanger, because I'm just getting started. As far as Geta's pregnancy goes well just check out the title again and that's all I'm going to say ^_~ and I hope that you got my review for a 'Permanent Fusion'.
If anyone hasn't read it please check it out. It is the best!
~Kewla: Now it's time for the aftermath of the Duel. I give you three guesses who cast that spell. As far as Snape and Lucius read on and found out what happens with them. Yeah, Draco does have a lot of things to make- up for what he's done to Harry but you know Harry. He's going to be a little stubborn about it but that's not going to stop Draco, well at least I hope not.
~V: Now you know it wasn't Dobby. What were you thinking? Come on, I know that you can do better than that.
~Christine G: Yeah! You go it right. I wasn't sure if any would be able to figure that one out ^_~
Thank you everyone for the fantastic reviews! Again I apologize for not updating on a regular bases but Savannah is draining me dry. I was trying for two updates but the creative part of my brain is on vacation at the moment.
Also I would like to say hail to the Goddess, Pixel you're doing a fabulous job!
Now enough of my endless chatter on with the story. Enjoy!
~oOo@oOo~
The ward was extremely quiet. It was still a few hours before dinner and everyone wanted to hear Goku's explanation.
Goku took a deep breath and let it out very slowly. This was going to be hard. Just as hard when they had to tell their family about the baby, but everything had turned out good. Bulma had expected as much, as well as their sons, but Chi-Chi was an entirely different matter altogether.
"The reason why Dumbledore warned everyone was because of Vegeta's condition."
"Condition?" Remus asked, his interest now piqued.
Goku nodded before answering, "Vegeta's 8 ½ weeks pregnant."
Strangled gasps resounded out in the room.
"Then. . .then that must mean that you're the dominant mate," Hermione said.
Again Goku nodded.
"Wait-a-minute! What are you talking about?" Sirius interjected.
"We'll explain later, but what I want to know is why haven't you gone after the one who did this?" Hermione was starting to fume.
"Well, isn't it obvious?"
Up to this point Draco had been silent watching the whole exchange.
"Nobody asked for your opinion, Malfoy," Ron spat.
"Who cares? I can't believe you're that thick not to figure it out. No wonder you haven't scored with Granger." Draco looked squarely at the redhead, ignoring Hermione's flushed cheeks.
Ron was about to knock that silly smirk right off of Draco's face.
The blonde turned to Hermione, dismissing Ron as if they had said nothing to each other. "Goku wants to make sure that Vegeta is all right first. Use your head."
"Who did hit him with that spell?" Sirius asked.
"Pansy," Draco supplied.
"Pansy Parkinson? But why?" Remus asked.
Draco recounted what had happened after his encounter with Harry, Goku, and Vegeta. Apparently, Pansy was coming on too strong to Goku for the royal's liking.
~ Flashback ~
Goku watched the retreating back of the other teen before turning his attention back to Harry.
"We're on our way to see Dumbledore."
"Really? So am I."
"Hey, we can walk together," Goku offered.
"Go ahead without me, Kakarott. I'll join you shortly," Vegeta said, following after Malfoy.
~*~*~
The prince swiftly made his way down the empty corridor. He followed the tall Slytherin until he stopped and spoke to a large portrait. Vegeta watched as the painting swung open allowing his entry. He smirked; it was a good thing that he had excellent hearing. The royal walked up to the picture.
'Password,' it said.
The prince repeated the word that Draco had used. The picture swung open for him. Vegeta cautiously made his way into the common room. He used all his senses to carefully glide him through unknown territory. From behind a pillar Vegeta could see Draco stretched out on the long dark green leather sofa.
Vegeta was about to approach the blonde when he heard voices coming from another passageway. He recognized one of the voices from the Great Hall and bit back a growl.
"Oh, Draco I thought that you were already gone."
Draco placed his hand over his face. /It's waaayy too early in the morning to deal with her. / He sat up to be greeted not only by Pansy Parkinson, but by Blaise Zambini as well.
"Yes Pansy, I did leave," he answered, not really wanting to talk with her.
"So, what are you doing back here?" Blaise asked.
"Believe it or not, Blaise, I ran into Potter and his friends."
"The weasel and the mudblood?" Pansy screeched, planting herself comfortably next to him and draping an arm around his neck.
"Get off me Pansy!" Draco warned. "And no, it wasn't them. It was the Muggles from last night."
Pansy's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. "They were hot, especially the tall one. He had the tightest ass - next to you of course. I wonder if he's taken?" she said to herself more than the two boys.
"Yes, he's taken." Vegeta growled as he entered the common room. "You were the one who made that comment about what a great fuck he would be." He could smell several different males on her - including Blaise.
Pansy flushed a deep crimson. "Yeah, so what?"
Vegeta stood in front of the teens with his arms crossed. They could tell that he worked out a lot. There was not an inch of fat anywhere on him. Every muscle on his compact form was well defined.
He could hear Pansy's heart running rampant. A faint smirk appeared. "Well, seeing as Kakarott isn't here, I'm going to have a little fun."
Blaise and Draco stood up and drew their wands when Vegeta disappeared, only to reappear in front of Pansy. He moved so quickly, they weren't prepared for what he did next. Before Pansy knew what was happening, Vegeta pinned her arms to her side. He snarled at the two males snatching their wands with his tail and throwing them across the room.
Vegeta levitated high off the floor, carrying the helpless Pansy with him. She struggled to get free, too scared to realize what would happen if he dropped her on the concrete directly below. He chanced a glance at Draco and Blaise; they couldn't believe what had just happened. Their mouths were open in shock. Vegeta actually smiled at their reaction.
He then brought his attention back to Pansy. "Listen very carefully little girl," he said, growling low in his throat. She could see his sharp teeth when he talked. A chill ran up her spine.
"I can rip you apart with my bare hands for even looking at Kakarott wrong. The next time you decide to make a comment like that I suggest that you keep it to yourself," Vegeta threatened. "Or else you will find out that dying by my hand is a lot worse than dying by Voldemort's."
Everyone looked startled by the mention of the Dark Lord's name.
Draco was surprised a Muggle would even know about him. /Note to self: Remember to ask him about that/ He filed that tidbit in his mind for later.
Blaise shuddered with fear - he could see that the prince wasn't joking. Draco, on the other hand, just sat back down waiting for the fireworks to end. He always knew that her mouth would get her into trouble someday; it was only a matter of time.
"Wh-what is he to you anyway?" the scared Slytherin girl asked.
"He is my mate, " With that answer Vegeta dropped down and tossed the terrified girl onto the sofa. Pansy shrieked. When she landed, she scrambled to her feet and bolted from the common room to get away from the psycho.
Blaise turned a deadly gaze on him but backed down when he saw sharp canines and ran after Pansy. The guy was fuckin' nuts.
Draco started clapping, smiling all the while. "Very impressive. I've never seen them move that fast before. Are you sure you're a Muggle?"
Vegeta remained silent walking around the semi-green room. It reminded him of the unfeeling, heartless years he spent on Freiza's cold ship.
"Why are you here? You don't strike me as the type to go around threatening people because of your. . .um. . .mate."
/If only he knew. . ./ Vegeta mused.
Draco continued on, seeing that the royal wasn't answering any time soon. "When you said mate, what is that exactly? You don't mean. . ."
Vegeta stopped and turned obsidian orbs on the youth. "Yes, that's exactly what I mean."
Draco's silver eyes widened at that but he didn't comment. Then Vegeta hit him with, "You're in love with the boy." It was a statement more than a question.
Draco knew whom Vegeta was referring to by 'boy'. He and Harry were both seventeen, but Harry still possessed a child-like appearance, even though he'd seen more tragedy than anyone his age.
"What give you that idea?"
Vegeta stood across from. "Don't play dumb with me. I saw how you stared at him during dinner last night then just outside. I could smell your arousal when you stood close to him - I'm amazed he couldn't. It was so strong I'm surprised that you didn't get a nosebleed."
Draco wasn't fazed by the comment. "And how would you know that? And how did you know what Pansy said? You had to have been a good 10, maybe 15 feet away?"
"I'm a Saiyan. My sense of smell, as well as my other senses, are far better than yours ningen, so I know for a fact that you're attracted to the boy." Vegeta also wasn't revealing the fact that he was a telepath.
Vegeta was right. Draco was attracted to the raven-haired Gryffindor, but he wasn't going to admit that to him or to any one else. The price was too high to pay to acknowledge such feelings, especially if Harry didn't feel the same way.
No, it was better if he keep it to himself. "You're wrong. Why would I be attracted to someone like Harry?"
Vegeta couldn't have smirked any more than what he was all ready. "You should talk to Kakarott about when we first met." That was all Vegeta said, leaving Draco in stunned silence.
~ End Flashback ~
The blonde did leave out the part about what Vegeta said about Harry. Draco would just die if The-Boy-Who-Lived ever knew that he had a major crush on him.
Nobody knew what to say. They could now see how much they loved each other, and how far they were willing to go to protect each other, no matter what. The bell rang signaling the first call to dinner. Everyone left except Draco and Goku.
"Can I ask you something, Goku?"
"Yeah, go ahead. What's on your mind?"
"Vegeta said something about a little problem that I'm having. He wanted me to ask you about when you two first met."
Goku relaxed, smiling from the memory. It had been years, but he remembered it as if it was yesterday. Draco saw the far-away look in Goku's eyes. Onyx eyes held so many emotions in them that it was hard for Draco to distinguish most of them.
So, the story went about how Vegeta tried to kill him when he and Nappa first arrived on Earth. Then when they went to Namek, Vegeta fought Ginyu when he was in his body, but after that Vegeta had healed him. Back on Earth, Vegeta saved him from the Androids just so he could kill him.
Goku also told the teen how he sacrificed himself to save everyone from Cell. "When I died I could see and hear everyone but they couldn't see or hear me. That's when I realized that something was wrong with Vegeta. He had stopped training. He barely ate anything. He had even stopped sleeping with Bulma, his wife."
Draco sat quietly listening to the sad tale. To him, Vegeta was just your average, every-day bully.
"But after awhile I came back to stop another threat and Vegeta did something that ripped my heart in two. He gave up his life. I was shattered. Nothing else mattered any more and that's when I knew that I loved him."
Goku stopped to take a break. He was about to start again but paused when he heard, "Kay."
Goku turned to his mate. Draco silently eased out of his chair and left the hospital. The Saiyan gave the young Slytherin a lot to think about. After hearing about the prince, it seemed that they were more alike than he ever realized.
What Goku didn't get to tell Draco was that because of the threat Vegeta was allowed to come back to help destroy the thing that was going to wipe out the entire world. After everything had settled, Vegeta wasn't going to let another opportunity pass by again without claiming his heart desire.
~oOo@oOo~
The larger male sat beside his mate. A black furry tail came out and wrapped around Vegeta's wrist. "How are you feeling koi?"
"Like Frieza just punched the livin' day lights out of me. What the heck happened?"
"Right after you hit Snape some girl cast a spell and knocked you clear off the platform. You crashed into the wall." Goku's voice was low and even but Vegeta could tell how upset his lover was.
"And the baby?" he asked with some trepidation.
"The baby is fine." Goku stood up, a determined look on his face. "Now, since I know that you're doing better, I have some business to take care of." Goku was about to walk away but Vegeta held onto his hand.
The royal pulled his mate down to him drawing him closer until their lips met. Goku moaned into the passionate kiss. Vegeta threaded slender fingers in black spiky locks. He wanted to taste every part of Kakarott, his life, his soulmate. Goku's tail went back to its previous position around the prince's wrist.
* Cough *
They broke apart, dark eyes looking down the length of the bed to see a beaming Dumbledore.
"I take it that you are feeling better, Your Highness?" the Headmaster asked.
"I'm fine."
"You gave us quite a scare but I am delighted that you're doing well. Mr. Son, if you don't mind, I would like a word with your mate." Dumbledore continued to smile.
Goku nodded giving Vegeta a hastily kiss and left the hospital wing.
Vegeta watched him until he was gone. He looked back at the old wizard. Dumbledore's smile worried him. It reminded him of Kakarott. That baka smiled so much you couldn't always tell what he was thinking.
"What do you want to talk about?" Vegeta asked, a bit miffed at the interruption of his private time with Kakarott.
"It's about your Father," Dumbledore answered.
~oOo@oOo~
It was after dinner and the Great Hall was practically empty save for a few students from each house and some teachers. Goku entered the Hall, his black eyes scanning through the remaining souls that lingered.
Ron noticed him. "Hey guys, look.." He gestured toward the door.
"He looks mad about something," Hermione said.
Harry just ignored them. His mind was elsewhere. He was watching a certain blonde. Draco was trying his best to keep Pansy off of him, but to no avail. He looked up to see a pair of emerald orbs watching his every move and froze.
Their eyes locked.
/Why does he look so sad? / Draco wondered.
Pansy chose that very moment to plant a kiss full on Draco's mouth. Draco pulled away not knowing what else to do.
Harry excused himself from the table, and the Slytherin prince panicked over the other boy's reaction.
/Oh, shit! Now, he's going to think that I'm going out with Pansy, the bitch. She did that on purpose. I'm going to have to talk with Blaise about keeping his girl in check/ Draco was now worried. /Hang on. Why in the devil should I care about what he thinks?/
"Hey mate! Where're you going?" Ron yelled after him.
But Harry didn't stop. He kept on walking. Ron was about to chase after him when Goku quickly made his way to the Slytherin table. He grabbed Pansy.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing?"
Goku ignored the teen and hauled her off the bench. Blaise was immediately on his guard. Draco stood to leave. He wasn't going to interfere with what was about to happen.
"Draco, where are you going?" Pansy asked, not believing her luck.
"Away from here. I don't want blood all over my nice clean robes."
"DRACO!"
The tall blonde turned quickly to the pair. "I warned you not to cast that charm. Now, because of your stupid mistake you could have very well doomed all of Slytherin." Then Draco looked at everyone in his house. "If the rest of you know what's good for you, you'll stay out of this." With that as his parting word, he left.
"Well, if it isn't the prince's favorite toy. No wonder he's so protective, but I wonder. . ."Pansy paused for effect. "I wonder if you're really good. Hmm, you must be for the prince to have acted the way that he did."
Goku growled deep. He was about to blast her into the next dimension for ever laying a finger on Vegeta was he felt it. His skin was sudden on fire as sweat formed on his brow. The flow of his blood quickened. His tail twitched around his narrow waist. This was not a good sign. He had to go now and save his revenge for another time.
"I'm warning you, just like I warned Snape. Harm Vegeta in *any* way whatsoever and I will not hesitate to kill you."
Pansy was stunned speechless. She didn't know if she should be frightened because of the death threat or because of the older man's dark eyes were now glowing red.
Not giving her another second, Goku dropped her to the floor and left the Hall. Hermione and Ron took their leave as well.
~oOo@oOo~
Draco was heading toward the Gryffindor dormitory or at least somewhere in the vicinity. He really wasn't sure where the Gryffindor tower was located. He didn't know why but he felt as if he needed to explain himself to Harry. However, Draco didn't get far when Dumbledore spotted him.
"Ah, Mr. Malfoy. You missed a very important meeting this morning."
"Huh? What meeting?" Draco was surprised.
Dumbledore held his smile. "You have been relocated to a new dorm room that is a little bit more suitable. You're going to need the privacy in the coming months."
Draco was taken aback. He didn't know what to think. "Professor, may I ask why?"
"You, Mr. Malfoy, have been under tremendous pressure from your Father about your future regarding the family business, as well as getting married."
"You can say that again," Draco mumbled.
Draco didn't even want to think about it. His father already threatened him with marriage to Pansy. That was something that he wanted to avoid at all costs.
~ Flashback ~
Draco was as bored as ever. There was still four weeks left until summer break was over. He had spent an endless amount of time in his room doing homework and thinking about Harry. God, how could he have slipped so low as to liking his rival?
He really didn't have time to answer the question when a house elf told him that his father requested his presence in his study.
The blonde stood just slightly in front of the older Malfoy's desk. It was littered with parchment papers, quills, inkwells, and books - the usual junk from work. No one knew that Lucius was really a spy for the Order. If he were discovered he would be killed by a loyal Death Eater, or God help him, Voldemort himself.
Draco didn't know about his father's involvement with the Order. So, naturally he was having a hard time trying to decide if he really wanted to become a Death Eater like his father. He knew that was no kind of life - always wondering when Voldemort would get tired of you and decide that you've out-lived your usefulness. The Malfoy's were a 'special' case, though. His pureblood family line, political connections, and vast wealth made him valuable.
The only problem now was that Draco was the last of the Malfoy line. He was sure that Voldemort wouldn't eliminate him without producing an heir he could control first. Along with that, his parents were pushing for grandchildren.
"Draco, have you considered what I've told you?"
"Well, actually Father I think the deal bloody sucks."
Lucius gazed at his son. The boy almost stood to his impressive height of six foot two. He closed the book that he was reading. Long slender fingers brushed back tendrils of silky white blonde hair. "Look Draco, Parkinson is not that bad of a girl."
"Yeah, just as long as she doesn't talk."
Lucius ignored that comment. "Now Draco. You need to produce an heir. I will not have my only son live the rest of his life without giving me some grandchildren."
Then Draco did something that he didn't think was possible, and had secretly been dreading. "I'm sorry Father but I don't favor Pansy like that - or any girl for that matter." He held his breath and waited for the fireworks.
Draco was shocked at what his father said next. The taller male looked at his son with gleaming silver eyes. Draco knew that look. His father was up to something and that meant trouble for him.
"Well, if Parkinson doesn't catch your fancy, then might I suggest Zambini?"
/Blaise? Ewww, no way in hell! Blaise is his friend! /
"Um, no thanks."
Lucius walked around his desk and stalked over to his son. "Then you have until the end of the school year to find someone and marry them before your eighteenth birthday. Otherwise I will choose for you - and believe me you *will* not like my choice in men."
The elder Malfoy went back to his desk. Draco was about to go back to his room but his father stopped him. "Remember Draco, all is not lost. Just don't ignore your feelings."
The teenager walked back to his room trying to figure out what his father just told him not noticing his mother slipping by him.
"Lucius?"
"Narcissa, that boy is utterly impossible."
"Did you tell him?"
"No, if I would have told him about that then we would be in trouble," Lucius replied. "Draco's going to have to find out on his own."
"What if it doesn't happen before his next birthday?"
"Don't fret my dear. Dumbledore has assured me that everything would workout."
"I hope you're right, Lucius. I hope you're right."
Narcissa hugged her husband. He wrapped his arms around her giving her a kiss.
~ End Flashback ~
"You will be sharing living quarters with Mr. Son and Prince Vegeta and one other person. Your personal belongings have already been moved." The smile hadn't left the Headmaster's face.
It irked Draco to no end that Dumbledore knew something that he didn't. "Follow me Mr. Malfoy, and I'll show you to your room."
A few minutes later, they arrived at the tower. Dumbledore gave the password, "Common Ground."
When Draco entered the room he was amazed at how huge the common room was. Plus, it didn't look dark like the Slytherin common room. The room was decorated with colors from each house.
The blonde was too busy admiring his new surroundings to notice that Dumbledore had slipped out.
There were two sets of stairs and in the between them was a door. Draco opened the door to reveal a bathroom. It was about the size of a broom closet with a toilet and sink leaving no room to spare. Having decided to get out of the claustrophobic place, Draco ascended the stairs to his right.
There was a short hallway and at the end was a door. He knocked on it and waited. After receiving no answer opened it with caution. To his relief nobody was in.
He wandered around the room. The room reminded Draco of a palace or something that only royalty lived in. The carpet was a deep royal blue plush. The king size bed was adored with blue comforter matching pillow shams, down pillows, and satin black sheets.
He opened the walk-in closet. The only thing there were black spandex suit, white/gold armor and gi uniforms along with white and black boots. Draco bypassed the beautifully handcrafted armoire and dresser. That would have been too personal. Draco missed the door that was next to the closet.
Next he opened the door to the bathroom. He was awe struck at all the pure white marble. The mirror stretched across the wall above the twin sinks and vanity. The shower was detached from the whirlpool tub. Everything in the bathroom sparkled. Even the toilet had it's own room.
Plush red and white rugs led into the shower and tub as an invitation to relieve stress from a long day of work or study. On his way out, Draco also spotted large white body towels, red hand towels, and white face towels. The alternating colors reminded him of peppermint sticks.
Then his eyes saw the red symbol. It was the same one that he saw on Vegeta's armor the night of the sorting feast.
/A family emblem, perhaps?/ Draco left the room, closing the door shut behind him.
Draco crossed the hallway and opened the other door that was on the opposite end. He didn't even have time to take in the beauty of the room as he came face to face with. . .
~ TBC ~
A/N: If there were awards for cliffhangers, do you think that I would win one?
Does anyone know how to spell Blaise's last name? If you do please let me know. I'm a little confused on the spelling I've seen a variety and I want the correct one ^_~
Ok! Pansy did a really big nono. What happen to Goku that made him let her go? And what about that conversation that Lucius had with his wife? What do you think about what they were talking about? Lucius knows something, any guesses what that might be? Who do you think is in the room with Draco? Don't know? Well, stay tuned for the next chapter. Tell me your thoughts and any comments that you might have ^_~
~oOo@oOo~
Teaser Chapter 5: Enter the Dragon
He stood in front of the class loving the feel of making his students squirm underneath his scrutiny. He carefully folded his arms gracefully over his sore chest.
"Today we're making a batch of sleeping potion for Madam Pomfrey. The notes are on the board, so get to it."
The class was finished brewing the powerful potion when Vegeta and Goku. . .
Nemesis