Can they make a difference?
Chapter 6: Accepting part 1/3
Pairings: Goku/Vegeta, Harry/Draco
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Harry Potter or DBZ
WARNING: This is about male/male relationships if you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.
~Christine G: Yes, I did get the email about you-know-what but I'm going to take it down a different path. Read on and tell me if you figured it out ^_~
~Akiara: Oh, no I wouldn't do that. You probably thought that because he fainted in class with Vegeta but nope. He fainted because of the sleeping potion that the class was brewing.
~Laura (Aime-lover): Now to answer your question(s), 1) They have been gone for almost a month. 2) You're going to have to bear with me on that one ^_~. 3) Have not read it yet but I know which character dies and I'm not going to stop writing this fic because of it. 4) Yes, I have ^_~
~Kewla: Well, Sirius wasn't expecting anything that big. Saiyans are not in total control when to go Oozaru. Vegeta however trained in this state so he is aware of everything that goes on around him. Goku however still runs rampant when Vegeta is not around him. Don't worry Harry is going to realize that he has to stop avoiding Draco at some point. And I can't say anything else regarding Professor Snape. You're going to have to read on and find out what happens ^_~
Now enough of my endless chatter. Enjoy!
~oOo@oOo~
Harry was on his way to his room to drop off his books. He wanted to make sure that Vegeta and Goku were doing well before heading over to the Great Hall for dinner. It had scared him when Goku suddenly fell over on him, but when he saw Vegeta go down the fear he felt for the pregnant prince was unbearable.
He was about to scream in panic when Draco grabbed his hand under the table and gently squeezed it, offering what little comfort that he could. They stared at each other for a moment and felt the connection once again. Somehow Draco had sensed that Harry was about to lose it. The blonde broke contact and ran over to the unconscious prince.
Harry felt comforted by the gesture. The contact had stirred something in him that radiated throughout his body. He wondered if Draco felt it too. He was about to step in through the portrait hole when. . .
"HARRY!"
The boy stopped. "Damn," he whispered under his breath. He was trying to avoid this for as long as possible.
"Harry where have you been? We've been so worried about you."
"I'm sorry Hermione. I just didn't know how to tell you guys. Come-on inside and I'll explain."
Ron and Hermione sat down. They couldn't believe the size of this common room. It was large enough to hold everyone from their house. What struck them as odd was the array of Gryffindor and Slytherin colors. Not that it was bad - far from it. The colors blended perfectly with each other, especially the scarlet and emerald.
Harry came back downstairs after depositing his books in his bedroom. He took a seat on the sofa while his friends sat on the love seat. He ran shaky fingers through his unruly hair. He played with his bangs, unconsciously making sure that his scar was covered.
Hermione sensed his hesitation. "Harry, is this where you've been staying?"
"Yes. Dumbledore moved me here after the first day."
"It's pretty big for just one person," she added.
"I'm not alone," he answered shyly.
"Really? Who else is living here?" Hermione was secretly hoping that it was Draco, and by the looks of the color scheme he must be.
/Well, I better get this over with/ "Um, Goku and Vegeta and someone else."
"Come-on mate. You can tell us. I'm sure that whoever she is, is not all that bad. Besides, Dumbledore wouldn't put you in your own tower without having your own separate room," Ron said.
Harry smiled sadly. "Funny that. I don't have my own room. Actually, Vegeta and Goku are in the room down the hall from mine, and my dorm mate isn't a she. . ." Harry trailed off before dropping the other shoe. "It's Malfoy."
Ron's eyes expanded to the size of plates. However Hermione got a dreamy look to her eyes. She was smiling all the while. "That's wonderful Harry," she finally said, pleased that her friend would get to be happy for once.
But the silence from Ron was not encouraging. The tall redhead had his fists balled. His knuckles white from the lack of blood. His face was matching the shade of his hair.
Then Mount Saint Weasley erupted, "HOW COULD YOU?!!! IT'S ONE THING TO FANCY THE GIT, BUT TO SLEEP WITH HIM!!! ESPECIALLY AFTER ALL THE SHIT HE'S PUT US THROUGH!!!" Ron exploded but he wasn't finished.
"HE HAS NO RESPECT FOR ME, OR HERMIONE, OR EVEN YOU!!! HOW COULD YOU JUST TURN AROUND AND FUCK HIM IN THE ARSE!!! I THOUGHT THAT YOU HAD BETTER SENSE THAN THAT HARRY!!!"
"Ron, please calm down. I'm sure that Harry has a reasonable explanation," Hermione said. She knew that this was not going over well.
"Yeah, like what?!" Ron had unleashed his anger on his girlfriend. Hermione flinched a little.
"I forgave him," Harry whispered but was loud enough for his friends to hear.
"Just like that!" Ron snapped his fingers. "Did you even stop to consider our feelings, Harry? Or were you so hard up for a man that you just spread your legs open for anyone willing to lay a stiff one in you!!!" The Gryffindor Keeper was not holding anything back.
"Ron that's enough."
Harry was on the verge of tears. "Ron, it's not like that."
"Ron, please. You're upsetting Harry."
"Well, what about us?" Ron looked at Harry.
"There's more to Draco than he lets on."
"Draco?!? Christ Harry! Do you hear how you sound? If I didn't know any better-"
"STOP IT!" Harry suddenly yelled, then it happened.
The windows shattered. The flames licked-up the mantle from the fire place. Even the candles around the room ignited. Ron and Hermione were so taken off-guard by the release of uncontrolled magic that they failed to notice the emerald aura surrounding Harry.
Hermione reached for her wand to cast a protection charm, but before she could finish someone else entered the room.
"I think that it's time that you left."
Ron locked hate-filled blue eyes with silver orbs. "MALFOY! THIS IS ALL YOUR BLOODY FAULT!" he spat.
Harry was breathing hard. "I.SAID.STOP.IT!!!" His jade eyes flared up like fire.
They weren't prepared for what happened next. Another explosion rocked the room. Everything that was in front of Harry was thrown across the room, slamming into the concrete wall. Everything that is, except Ron and Hermione, who were suspended in mid-air.
Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Sirius, and Lupin charged into the room to see the aftermath. The professors could clearly see Harry's magical aura as well as Draco's. What was the most shocking was that Draco was standing with his hand stretched out holding Ron and Hermione in place. He had somehow halted them from meeting a messy end.
"Wandless magic?" Remus mumbled.
"Is that even possible?" Snape asked in response to Remus' question.
"Sirius, help!" Harry called out to his godfather before he collapsed. Sirius ran over to Harry.
Draco lowered his hand and gently eased the two Gryffindors to the floor. Hermione immediately went to Harry and helped Sirius carry him to his room. As they walked upstairs she shot Ron a murderous look promising pain if Harry was hurt.
"What did you do to Harry?" Draco turned his venomous gaze to the redhead. He didn't even notice that he was breathing heavy.
Ron remained quiet, realizing that his anger had gotten the best of him.
"Mr. Malfoy would you care to explain?" Dumbledore asked, his eyes twinkling slightly.
"I was in the infirmary with Vegeta and Goku when I felt something-"
"And what would that be, Mr. Malfoy?" Snape interrupted.
Draco really didn't want to answer that question but he had to. "I felt Harry's emotions. He was sad, hurt and upset - then he got mad. I arrived just as he lost control."
Sirius and Hermione returned as Draco finished telling the others what had happened. They looked around the common room. It looked as if Neville had attempted to brew a potion and it backfired.
The room was in ruins as if a great battle had taken place. Tapestries were singed and riddled with holes. Wax was splattered against the wall. The furniture was upturned and shattered. Shards of glass were everywhere. The fireplace was burnt to a cinder; the bricks around it were still smoking. Books lay torn on the floor. It was going to take awhile to repair the damage.
All eyes were on Sirius. He was not happy with Ron and the pure fury in his brilliant blue eyes was evident. Hermione had told him what had happened. He was not pleased, to say the least.
"He's sleeping for now. He over-exerted himself. He should be alright in the morning."
Draco was about to head upstairs when he suddenly slumped over. Snape caught him mid-fall.
"It would seem that young Mr. Malfoy has used quite a bit of magic as well. Severus if you please," Dumbledore gestured toward the upstairs bedroom.
Seconds later they heard the bedroom door open and shut. "Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, please return to your common room," Dumbledore instructed.
Snape rejoined them after settling Draco in his room, when Sirius rounded on the Headmaster.
"Albus what in God's name were you *thinking* by putting my godson and Malfoy in the same room?"
"Padfoot, please calm yourself. The kids might hear you," Remus said, placing his hand on his friend's arm.
"Sirius, I understand that you're upset, as you should be. However, Harry's loss of control was brought on by an unusual connection with someone," Dumbledore explained.
"How can Harry have so much power that he nearly destroyed this room?" Remus pondered.
"Both Harry and Mr. Malfoy will be eighteen next year, making them both of age in the wizarding community. At that time they will gain full access to their magical powers. This was only a taste of what we will see in the coming months."
Sirius was confused as well as Remus and Snape. "What does Malfoy have to do with my godson? And how do Vegeta and Goku fit into all of this?"
"The boys need to see how Mr. Son and Prince Vegeta interact with each other. They will mentor them in certain topics," Dumbledore concluded.
McGonagall remained silent, as she knew what the aging wizard was talking about.
A house-elf appeared by Dumbldore's side, gently tugging on his crimson robes. The wizard greeted the elf and retrieved the note that it was holding.
"Professors, I think it time that you were told the whole story behind Mr. Potter's and Mr. Malfoy's current situation. Please meet me in my office." Dumbledore and McGonagall left, leaving behind two bewildered Marauders and one confused Potions teacher.
"What in the devil's name is going on, Severus?" Remus prodded.
"I wish that I knew. Albus is hiding something. He was going to tell me earlier but we were interrupted," Snape answered, an annoyed scowl crossing his face.
Sirius was deep in thought.
"Let's go. We're not going to get any answers by standing around here," Remus said.
They all agreed and quickly made their way to the Headmaster's office.
~oOo@oOo~
The room was dark and comforting. The curtains had been pulled to prevent the afternoon sun from creeping in. Draco was sitting on his side of the bed. He had woken-up after about an hour of rest. Now, he was trying to read his Potions book, but he wasn't absorbing anything.
At the same time, Harry was stirring from his short nap as well. The pair locked eyes. Draco noticed that the once vivid green orbs were now dull and sad. His heart constricted from the sadness that he was feeling from Harry.
The Gryffindor said nothing. Harry was feeling an overwhelming surge of protection from Draco, and another emotion that was a little bit stronger, but the connection was broken when Draco looked away.
The scene from the common room came rushing back all to quickly for Harry. He was embarrassed and ashamed. He couldn't believe that he lost control like that! He nearly hurt his friends! Sure, Ron had been talking bad about him. . . It had hurt his feelings - but then - then he had started on Draco. That was unacceptable. After that he just couldn't see straight.
Draco closed his book and lay down next to Harry. Normally, he would be sleeping downstairs but seeing as to how the common room was mangled, he would be back to sharing a room with Harry.
He glanced over to see forest green eyes watching him.
"How do you feel?"
"Drained."
"Do you need anything? I can have one of the house-elves bring you something to eat or snack on," Draco offered.
Harry shook his head no. He leaned in closer to the blonde and reached over to tuck a strand of hair behind Draco's ear.
Draco captured his hand. Harry froze as Draco closed the gap between them and gently pressed his lips to Harry's. The Gryffindor's mind was so hazed from the thought of having Draco kiss him that he forgot to breathe.
/Oh, God! Maybe I was wrong. He doesn't feel anything. He's not doing anything/ Draco's mind was screaming at him. He was about to pull away when Harry slipped his hand behind Draco's head and parted his lips for the blonde to take full advantage of.
The kiss was not demanding nor was it urgent. It was filled with the very emotions that they felt for each other. The room glowed softly as their auras surrounded them once again. They pulled away from each other for air.
Harry was about to say something, but Draco raised his hand up to cease all questions. "I'm sorry, Harry. I should not have done that."
"What? Kiss me?"
Draco nodded.
"No, don't ever be sorry for that."
"I had no right to think that you would want to kiss me. Let alone any guy," Draco admitted sadly.
Harry tilted the blonde's chin so he was looking into metallic eyes. "It's funny that you should say something like that. I never really cared too much for girls, but I always had fancied you."
Draco stared unbelievingly at Harry. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"Yes."
"Since when?" Draco asked.
"Since our fifth year. I don't know - maybe even before that. I think that somewhere along the way our taunts and arguments turned into something other than rivalry," Harry replied.
"I've always wished that we could be something more, but I was scared that you didn't feel the same way. Then Dumbledore threw us together." Harry smiled, remembering the first night. "And you wanted to start over. You have no idea how happy I was about that."
Then Harry's face took on a downcast look.
"What's wrong, Harry?"
"I don't want to come between you and Pansy," he said, slightly moving away from the Slytherin prince.
"Pansy?" Draco asked in disbelief, raising an elegant eyebrow.
"Your girlfriend," Harry murmured sadly.
/Oh, so that what was bothering him/ Draco thought. "Is that was why you left the Great Hall that day?"
"Yes."
"You thought that Pansy and I were together." Draco cringed. /Oh, God! Perish the thought./
"Yes."
"Humph, Parkinson and I are nothing. She's with Blaise now for whatever that is worth. She is a slut with more of a sex drive than Goku and Vegeta combined." Draco rolled his eyes and muttered, "Maybe I can get some sleep if those two stay in the infirmary tonight." Harry laughed at that.
"She's nothing more than a gold digger who wants me because of my name and money. As soon as you left I followed you to apologize. I didn't understand why then, but now I do." Draco cupped the side of Harry's face and brought him close once again.
"I want to be with you, Harry."
"Why?"
"Just like you, I realized that there is something more between us besides trying to best each other. Tonight I ran all the way from the hospital when I felt that you were upset. I wanted nothing more than to ease your pain."
Harry ran his fingers through Draco's golden strands. "But, how did you know. . .?"
"I don't know," Draco whispered, closing his eyes, enjoying his gentle touch.
"I felt. . .Hell, I don't know what I felt. I was so mad at Ron. He. . .he. . ." Harry felt so betrayed and confused. He sniffed a little, trying hard not to cry.
Draco opened his eyes. They were only inches apart.
"What's happening to me?" Harry whispered.
"What's happening to us?" Draco corrected.
"Us?" Harry sat up.
"I felt your emotions, Harry. Somehow we're connected, but don't worry we'll figure this out," Draco said as he pulled Harry back down and kissed him. Somehow they knew that everything would work out.
They cuddled in bed; neither said anything else but relaxed in the comfort of each other until they fell asleep.
~oOo@oOo~
The Headmaster always prided himself at keeping the peace at Hogwarts, but right now he was finding the task extraordinarily difficult.
"Gentlemen, please," he attempted, for the umpteenth time to stop the so- called adults from killing each other.
"If you're going to point that at me, I suggest that you go ahead and hex me now. If not then put the bloody thing away."
Sirius Black stood in the office of Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. He was pointing his wand at one of the people he despised the most in the entire world, besides Severus Snape.
"Padfoot, he's not worth it," Remus said, trying to get his friend not to do something foolish.
Sirius lowered his wand but he did not put it away. "Why is *he* here? Snape I can deal with but him," He didn't dare take his eyes off the person.
"Because I asked him to come. He is best suited to explain the situation that's going on with Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore replied, looking over the rim of his glasses. "Now, please sit down. All of you," his voice took on an authoritative tone. "Now, if you could be so kind to explain, Lucius."
Lucius Malfoy did not take a seat. He preferred to stand. The former Slytherin, now Death Eater needed to see everything around him. He couldn't drop his guard for one minute. He never knew when someone was going to stab him in the back.
"Well, the quickest and simplest explanation would be that Potter and my son are bonding."
"THEY'RE WHAT?!!" Sirius shot up out of his seat.
"But how can that be possible?" Remus asked.
"Have you ever heard of the term 'Soul Mate'?" Lucius asked.
Everyone nodded their head. Good, the group wasn't a total loss after all.
"When all of us were in our last year, we were giving an assignment in Divinations. . ."
~ Flashback ~
Class was already in session. It was another boring day at trying to predict the future. The girls were especially looking forward to what the future held. Some even went as far as wanting to be happily married to one of handsome men in the school.
Today's assignment was to predict your future family. Two of the students were not looking forward to the outcome of the day's project.
"How did I ever get stuck in this class and with you as a partner?"
"Because you said that you wanted to know what Lily thought of you. Well, in the long run anyway," The silver-eyed teen said.
"Oh, like you didn't want to know what Narcissa thought of you?" the raven- haired Gryffindor replied.
"Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter, I suggest that you get down to business before I decide to deduct house points."
"Yes Professor," James and Lucius replied in unison.
Coming back to the dreaded task at hand they concentrated. The mist in the crystal ball swirled around until the desired image appeared. Both men gasped.
Inside the ball stood a group of people in the Great Hall. They recognized Professor Dumbledore, who looked like he was presiding over some type of ceremony. He was dressed a rich scarlet and gold robe.
The other people they recognized were a much older Sirius and Remus, as well as a very happy looking Hagrid. Another boy with red hair was off to the side and a girl with brown curly hair was standing together.
But that wasn't what had shocked them. No, it was the two young men standing in front of Dumbledore, facing each other. The one on the professor's left was tall with short black hair and piercing green eyes. His face was framed with circular glasses. He was dressed in Gryffindor's house colors. The young man on Dumbledore's right was extremely tall with flowing white blond hair and striking silver eyes. He was dressed in Slytherin's colors.
However, the real shocker was when both boys placed matching gold bands on each other's fingers. The image faded when Lucius and James looked at each other with eyes wide open.
"Good lord!" Lucius whispered.
"I think that I need to lay down," James said.
"Was that. . ." Lucius started.
"Our future?" James ended.
They didn't know what to make of it. Well, they did but they couldn't find the words to describe it. They saw two young men that were mirror images of themselves. One thing was for sure, their sons would be married.
~ End flashback ~
"So as you can see it was much of a shock to us as it is to all of you," Lucius concluded.
"Do you actually believe that Harry and your son are suppose to get married?" Sirius said incredulously.
"A month after Draco was born I received this." Lucius handed Sirius the parchment.
The animagus unrolled it and read it out loud.
[September 1, 1980 (1)
Ministry of Magic
Department of Bonding and Marriage
Reference Number: 7076049288833
To: Mr. and Mrs. Lucius Malfoy, parents of Draco Lucius Malfoy.
You are hereby notified of your son's bonding to the son of James and Lily Potter, Harry James Potter. Our records show that both are to be joined on or before your son's 18th (eighteenth) birthday. A High Witch or Wizard can perform the Bonding and Marriage ceremony.
Please be advised that if your son and Mr. Potter's son are not bound by the appropriate time, both can suffer from extreme emotional stress, a loss of control over magic, and possibly death.
Also note that until said couple is joined a fluctuation in magical powers may occur. Please use extreme caution when dealing with emotional outbursts.
Sincerely,
Tabetha Hakluyt
Bonding and Marriage Case Worker Supervisor]
Everyone was momentarily stunned into silence, but Sirius found his tongue rather quickly. "How to we know that this isn't some type of trap of You- Know-Who to get his hands on Harry?"
"Believe me this is no trap. Voldemort is not that clever to think of something like this. Besides, if anything I'm quite sure that he would prefer anyone to be bonded to Potter rather than to Lucius' son," Snape cut in, a bit annoyed that Black was being difficult about this.
Everyone, including Lucius, looked at the Potions professor like he was crazy. Snape shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, he wouldn't."
"James gave me his letter right after Harry was born. Just in case something ever happened to him," Dumbledore said. He held up an identical parchment and handed it to Sirius.
"Why weren't Remus and I told of this?" Sirius fumed, trying to keep a grip on his anger after reading the same parchment.
"Because the fewer people who knew about this, the better. While most witches and wizards found love, few found their soul mates. They were a rare occurrence. Even more rare were the children of soul mates bonding. James and Lily were soul mates, as well as Lucius and Narcissa."
Sirius sighed in defeat. There were obviously just too many predictions of this pairing. . .it had to be Harry and Draco's destiny. What a bloody mess!
"Alright, what do we do now?" the ex-convict asked.
"We do absolutely nothing," Lucius said.
"Now see here! If my godson has to be saddled with your son then he has a right to know!" Sirius' temper was getting the best of him.
"What's wrong with you, Black? We can't tell them," Snape cut in.
"And why the bloody hell not?"
"If we were to tell them that they are to be married they might fight the bond. We don't want that to happen," Lucius replied.
"Says who?" Sirius mumbled.
So far Dumbledore and McGonagall had remained silent. Dumbledore was enjoying every minute of his former student's reactions. Although, McGonagall was clearly not amused.
"Professor, is that the reason why you put Harry and Draco in the same tower?" Remus asked. He had a little more discretion than his friend.
"Yes, Remus, but do not worry. Everything will work out in the end. Now, if you all will excuse me I need to discuss another important matter with Professor McGonagall."
Everyone bid the Headmaster and Deputy Headmistress goodbye. It wasn't until the group got into the hallway when the fireworks really started.
"You bastard! I know that somehow you managed to cast a spell to bind Harry and Draco together," Sirius growled as he slammed Lucius into the wall.
"Let him go Black," Snape said. He was pointing his wand directly at Sirius' head. Remus aimed his wand at Snape in the same fashion.
"Severus it's quite alright. It's understandable that Black is upset. I assure you Sirius, I had nothing to do with this," the blonde said.
Whatever else that the men were going say was cut short as Severus and Remus whipped their heads to the right. Coming up the passageway was Vegeta and Goku.
"Well, if it isn't our most unique Muggles," Snape said crossing his arms over his chest, placing his wand back in the folds of his robe.
Lucius was looking a bit confused at the strangely dressed men.
"Hello Professor Snape, Sirius, Remus," Goku greeted. "Hi I'm Goku and this is Vegeta," he introduced himself to Malfoy, but Vegeta said nothing.
"Lucius Malfoy. I see that your friend doesn't talk much."
"Only when he has to."
"Well, I must be going. Gentlemen. Black." Lucius was out of the hall before anyone could stop him.
Sirius growled in annoyance at Lucius' rude dismissal, then turned on Snape. "Next time Severus, when you want to duel, just ask. I'll be more than happy than to kick your arse."
"With pleasure." Snape departed as well.
"So, I trust that you're feeling better. What happened?" Remus asked the pair.
Goku put his hand behind his head and smiled. "We sorta passed out. We have a sensitive sense of smell, among other things."
Sirius and Remus looked at the two Saiyans. "Such as?"
"All of our senses are heightened," Goku replied.
"Hey Moony, they're kind of like you in that sense," Sirius said.
Remus snorted, "No I really don't see the comparison."
"I agree with the Wolf." Vegeta smirked and glared at both of them especially Remus.
The Marauders looked at the royal, taken aback by the comment.
"How did you know that?" Sirius asked.
"Hn. Like Kakarott just said, we have a sensitive nose. Come, Kakarott." Vegeta walked passed them to get to the griffin that was guarding Dumbledore's office.
"Well, see you guys later." Goku waved, running off to catch-up to his lover.
"You know Vegeta is a jerk," Sirius said.
"I couldn't agree with you more. Let's go grab something to eat, Padfoot."
"I'm not really hungry, Moony. You go ahead and eat and I'll see later, okay."
"Very well. I'll see you later."
The friends parted ways. Sirius didn't know was to make of the situation. There was no way what so ever that he could tell Harry about Draco but it seems that Lucius was right. They couldn't say anything to either of the boys. Fate sometimes played a cruel hand in people's lives.
Hopefully, Draco could give Harry everything that he needed. God only knows that his godson didn't get it when he lived with those awful relatives of his.
/What to do about them getting together?/
Sirius made his way to his chambers in somewhat of a good mood. Now, if he could only figure out how to deal with Vegeta and his icy nature then everything would be fine.
~ TBC ~
A/N: Sorry, but there's no teaser for this chapter because it's the same for Chapter 5: Enter the Dragon.
(1) The year is correct for Harry and Draco's birthday. Add seventeen years to that and it will be 1997
Well, did this chapter answer everyone's question? I hope so. Dumbledore had summoned Lucius to meet with everyone, Bet you weren't expecting that. At least I hope you weren't. Stay tuned for the next part to find out what Harry and Draco decides to do. Tell me your thoughts and any comments that you might have ^_~
Nemesis
Chapter 6: Accepting part 1/3
Pairings: Goku/Vegeta, Harry/Draco
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Harry Potter or DBZ
WARNING: This is about male/male relationships if you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.
~Christine G: Yes, I did get the email about you-know-what but I'm going to take it down a different path. Read on and tell me if you figured it out ^_~
~Akiara: Oh, no I wouldn't do that. You probably thought that because he fainted in class with Vegeta but nope. He fainted because of the sleeping potion that the class was brewing.
~Laura (Aime-lover): Now to answer your question(s), 1) They have been gone for almost a month. 2) You're going to have to bear with me on that one ^_~. 3) Have not read it yet but I know which character dies and I'm not going to stop writing this fic because of it. 4) Yes, I have ^_~
~Kewla: Well, Sirius wasn't expecting anything that big. Saiyans are not in total control when to go Oozaru. Vegeta however trained in this state so he is aware of everything that goes on around him. Goku however still runs rampant when Vegeta is not around him. Don't worry Harry is going to realize that he has to stop avoiding Draco at some point. And I can't say anything else regarding Professor Snape. You're going to have to read on and find out what happens ^_~
Now enough of my endless chatter. Enjoy!
~oOo@oOo~
Harry was on his way to his room to drop off his books. He wanted to make sure that Vegeta and Goku were doing well before heading over to the Great Hall for dinner. It had scared him when Goku suddenly fell over on him, but when he saw Vegeta go down the fear he felt for the pregnant prince was unbearable.
He was about to scream in panic when Draco grabbed his hand under the table and gently squeezed it, offering what little comfort that he could. They stared at each other for a moment and felt the connection once again. Somehow Draco had sensed that Harry was about to lose it. The blonde broke contact and ran over to the unconscious prince.
Harry felt comforted by the gesture. The contact had stirred something in him that radiated throughout his body. He wondered if Draco felt it too. He was about to step in through the portrait hole when. . .
"HARRY!"
The boy stopped. "Damn," he whispered under his breath. He was trying to avoid this for as long as possible.
"Harry where have you been? We've been so worried about you."
"I'm sorry Hermione. I just didn't know how to tell you guys. Come-on inside and I'll explain."
Ron and Hermione sat down. They couldn't believe the size of this common room. It was large enough to hold everyone from their house. What struck them as odd was the array of Gryffindor and Slytherin colors. Not that it was bad - far from it. The colors blended perfectly with each other, especially the scarlet and emerald.
Harry came back downstairs after depositing his books in his bedroom. He took a seat on the sofa while his friends sat on the love seat. He ran shaky fingers through his unruly hair. He played with his bangs, unconsciously making sure that his scar was covered.
Hermione sensed his hesitation. "Harry, is this where you've been staying?"
"Yes. Dumbledore moved me here after the first day."
"It's pretty big for just one person," she added.
"I'm not alone," he answered shyly.
"Really? Who else is living here?" Hermione was secretly hoping that it was Draco, and by the looks of the color scheme he must be.
/Well, I better get this over with/ "Um, Goku and Vegeta and someone else."
"Come-on mate. You can tell us. I'm sure that whoever she is, is not all that bad. Besides, Dumbledore wouldn't put you in your own tower without having your own separate room," Ron said.
Harry smiled sadly. "Funny that. I don't have my own room. Actually, Vegeta and Goku are in the room down the hall from mine, and my dorm mate isn't a she. . ." Harry trailed off before dropping the other shoe. "It's Malfoy."
Ron's eyes expanded to the size of plates. However Hermione got a dreamy look to her eyes. She was smiling all the while. "That's wonderful Harry," she finally said, pleased that her friend would get to be happy for once.
But the silence from Ron was not encouraging. The tall redhead had his fists balled. His knuckles white from the lack of blood. His face was matching the shade of his hair.
Then Mount Saint Weasley erupted, "HOW COULD YOU?!!! IT'S ONE THING TO FANCY THE GIT, BUT TO SLEEP WITH HIM!!! ESPECIALLY AFTER ALL THE SHIT HE'S PUT US THROUGH!!!" Ron exploded but he wasn't finished.
"HE HAS NO RESPECT FOR ME, OR HERMIONE, OR EVEN YOU!!! HOW COULD YOU JUST TURN AROUND AND FUCK HIM IN THE ARSE!!! I THOUGHT THAT YOU HAD BETTER SENSE THAN THAT HARRY!!!"
"Ron, please calm down. I'm sure that Harry has a reasonable explanation," Hermione said. She knew that this was not going over well.
"Yeah, like what?!" Ron had unleashed his anger on his girlfriend. Hermione flinched a little.
"I forgave him," Harry whispered but was loud enough for his friends to hear.
"Just like that!" Ron snapped his fingers. "Did you even stop to consider our feelings, Harry? Or were you so hard up for a man that you just spread your legs open for anyone willing to lay a stiff one in you!!!" The Gryffindor Keeper was not holding anything back.
"Ron that's enough."
Harry was on the verge of tears. "Ron, it's not like that."
"Ron, please. You're upsetting Harry."
"Well, what about us?" Ron looked at Harry.
"There's more to Draco than he lets on."
"Draco?!? Christ Harry! Do you hear how you sound? If I didn't know any better-"
"STOP IT!" Harry suddenly yelled, then it happened.
The windows shattered. The flames licked-up the mantle from the fire place. Even the candles around the room ignited. Ron and Hermione were so taken off-guard by the release of uncontrolled magic that they failed to notice the emerald aura surrounding Harry.
Hermione reached for her wand to cast a protection charm, but before she could finish someone else entered the room.
"I think that it's time that you left."
Ron locked hate-filled blue eyes with silver orbs. "MALFOY! THIS IS ALL YOUR BLOODY FAULT!" he spat.
Harry was breathing hard. "I.SAID.STOP.IT!!!" His jade eyes flared up like fire.
They weren't prepared for what happened next. Another explosion rocked the room. Everything that was in front of Harry was thrown across the room, slamming into the concrete wall. Everything that is, except Ron and Hermione, who were suspended in mid-air.
Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Sirius, and Lupin charged into the room to see the aftermath. The professors could clearly see Harry's magical aura as well as Draco's. What was the most shocking was that Draco was standing with his hand stretched out holding Ron and Hermione in place. He had somehow halted them from meeting a messy end.
"Wandless magic?" Remus mumbled.
"Is that even possible?" Snape asked in response to Remus' question.
"Sirius, help!" Harry called out to his godfather before he collapsed. Sirius ran over to Harry.
Draco lowered his hand and gently eased the two Gryffindors to the floor. Hermione immediately went to Harry and helped Sirius carry him to his room. As they walked upstairs she shot Ron a murderous look promising pain if Harry was hurt.
"What did you do to Harry?" Draco turned his venomous gaze to the redhead. He didn't even notice that he was breathing heavy.
Ron remained quiet, realizing that his anger had gotten the best of him.
"Mr. Malfoy would you care to explain?" Dumbledore asked, his eyes twinkling slightly.
"I was in the infirmary with Vegeta and Goku when I felt something-"
"And what would that be, Mr. Malfoy?" Snape interrupted.
Draco really didn't want to answer that question but he had to. "I felt Harry's emotions. He was sad, hurt and upset - then he got mad. I arrived just as he lost control."
Sirius and Hermione returned as Draco finished telling the others what had happened. They looked around the common room. It looked as if Neville had attempted to brew a potion and it backfired.
The room was in ruins as if a great battle had taken place. Tapestries were singed and riddled with holes. Wax was splattered against the wall. The furniture was upturned and shattered. Shards of glass were everywhere. The fireplace was burnt to a cinder; the bricks around it were still smoking. Books lay torn on the floor. It was going to take awhile to repair the damage.
All eyes were on Sirius. He was not happy with Ron and the pure fury in his brilliant blue eyes was evident. Hermione had told him what had happened. He was not pleased, to say the least.
"He's sleeping for now. He over-exerted himself. He should be alright in the morning."
Draco was about to head upstairs when he suddenly slumped over. Snape caught him mid-fall.
"It would seem that young Mr. Malfoy has used quite a bit of magic as well. Severus if you please," Dumbledore gestured toward the upstairs bedroom.
Seconds later they heard the bedroom door open and shut. "Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, please return to your common room," Dumbledore instructed.
Snape rejoined them after settling Draco in his room, when Sirius rounded on the Headmaster.
"Albus what in God's name were you *thinking* by putting my godson and Malfoy in the same room?"
"Padfoot, please calm yourself. The kids might hear you," Remus said, placing his hand on his friend's arm.
"Sirius, I understand that you're upset, as you should be. However, Harry's loss of control was brought on by an unusual connection with someone," Dumbledore explained.
"How can Harry have so much power that he nearly destroyed this room?" Remus pondered.
"Both Harry and Mr. Malfoy will be eighteen next year, making them both of age in the wizarding community. At that time they will gain full access to their magical powers. This was only a taste of what we will see in the coming months."
Sirius was confused as well as Remus and Snape. "What does Malfoy have to do with my godson? And how do Vegeta and Goku fit into all of this?"
"The boys need to see how Mr. Son and Prince Vegeta interact with each other. They will mentor them in certain topics," Dumbledore concluded.
McGonagall remained silent, as she knew what the aging wizard was talking about.
A house-elf appeared by Dumbldore's side, gently tugging on his crimson robes. The wizard greeted the elf and retrieved the note that it was holding.
"Professors, I think it time that you were told the whole story behind Mr. Potter's and Mr. Malfoy's current situation. Please meet me in my office." Dumbledore and McGonagall left, leaving behind two bewildered Marauders and one confused Potions teacher.
"What in the devil's name is going on, Severus?" Remus prodded.
"I wish that I knew. Albus is hiding something. He was going to tell me earlier but we were interrupted," Snape answered, an annoyed scowl crossing his face.
Sirius was deep in thought.
"Let's go. We're not going to get any answers by standing around here," Remus said.
They all agreed and quickly made their way to the Headmaster's office.
~oOo@oOo~
The room was dark and comforting. The curtains had been pulled to prevent the afternoon sun from creeping in. Draco was sitting on his side of the bed. He had woken-up after about an hour of rest. Now, he was trying to read his Potions book, but he wasn't absorbing anything.
At the same time, Harry was stirring from his short nap as well. The pair locked eyes. Draco noticed that the once vivid green orbs were now dull and sad. His heart constricted from the sadness that he was feeling from Harry.
The Gryffindor said nothing. Harry was feeling an overwhelming surge of protection from Draco, and another emotion that was a little bit stronger, but the connection was broken when Draco looked away.
The scene from the common room came rushing back all to quickly for Harry. He was embarrassed and ashamed. He couldn't believe that he lost control like that! He nearly hurt his friends! Sure, Ron had been talking bad about him. . . It had hurt his feelings - but then - then he had started on Draco. That was unacceptable. After that he just couldn't see straight.
Draco closed his book and lay down next to Harry. Normally, he would be sleeping downstairs but seeing as to how the common room was mangled, he would be back to sharing a room with Harry.
He glanced over to see forest green eyes watching him.
"How do you feel?"
"Drained."
"Do you need anything? I can have one of the house-elves bring you something to eat or snack on," Draco offered.
Harry shook his head no. He leaned in closer to the blonde and reached over to tuck a strand of hair behind Draco's ear.
Draco captured his hand. Harry froze as Draco closed the gap between them and gently pressed his lips to Harry's. The Gryffindor's mind was so hazed from the thought of having Draco kiss him that he forgot to breathe.
/Oh, God! Maybe I was wrong. He doesn't feel anything. He's not doing anything/ Draco's mind was screaming at him. He was about to pull away when Harry slipped his hand behind Draco's head and parted his lips for the blonde to take full advantage of.
The kiss was not demanding nor was it urgent. It was filled with the very emotions that they felt for each other. The room glowed softly as their auras surrounded them once again. They pulled away from each other for air.
Harry was about to say something, but Draco raised his hand up to cease all questions. "I'm sorry, Harry. I should not have done that."
"What? Kiss me?"
Draco nodded.
"No, don't ever be sorry for that."
"I had no right to think that you would want to kiss me. Let alone any guy," Draco admitted sadly.
Harry tilted the blonde's chin so he was looking into metallic eyes. "It's funny that you should say something like that. I never really cared too much for girls, but I always had fancied you."
Draco stared unbelievingly at Harry. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"Yes."
"Since when?" Draco asked.
"Since our fifth year. I don't know - maybe even before that. I think that somewhere along the way our taunts and arguments turned into something other than rivalry," Harry replied.
"I've always wished that we could be something more, but I was scared that you didn't feel the same way. Then Dumbledore threw us together." Harry smiled, remembering the first night. "And you wanted to start over. You have no idea how happy I was about that."
Then Harry's face took on a downcast look.
"What's wrong, Harry?"
"I don't want to come between you and Pansy," he said, slightly moving away from the Slytherin prince.
"Pansy?" Draco asked in disbelief, raising an elegant eyebrow.
"Your girlfriend," Harry murmured sadly.
/Oh, so that what was bothering him/ Draco thought. "Is that was why you left the Great Hall that day?"
"Yes."
"You thought that Pansy and I were together." Draco cringed. /Oh, God! Perish the thought./
"Yes."
"Humph, Parkinson and I are nothing. She's with Blaise now for whatever that is worth. She is a slut with more of a sex drive than Goku and Vegeta combined." Draco rolled his eyes and muttered, "Maybe I can get some sleep if those two stay in the infirmary tonight." Harry laughed at that.
"She's nothing more than a gold digger who wants me because of my name and money. As soon as you left I followed you to apologize. I didn't understand why then, but now I do." Draco cupped the side of Harry's face and brought him close once again.
"I want to be with you, Harry."
"Why?"
"Just like you, I realized that there is something more between us besides trying to best each other. Tonight I ran all the way from the hospital when I felt that you were upset. I wanted nothing more than to ease your pain."
Harry ran his fingers through Draco's golden strands. "But, how did you know. . .?"
"I don't know," Draco whispered, closing his eyes, enjoying his gentle touch.
"I felt. . .Hell, I don't know what I felt. I was so mad at Ron. He. . .he. . ." Harry felt so betrayed and confused. He sniffed a little, trying hard not to cry.
Draco opened his eyes. They were only inches apart.
"What's happening to me?" Harry whispered.
"What's happening to us?" Draco corrected.
"Us?" Harry sat up.
"I felt your emotions, Harry. Somehow we're connected, but don't worry we'll figure this out," Draco said as he pulled Harry back down and kissed him. Somehow they knew that everything would work out.
They cuddled in bed; neither said anything else but relaxed in the comfort of each other until they fell asleep.
~oOo@oOo~
The Headmaster always prided himself at keeping the peace at Hogwarts, but right now he was finding the task extraordinarily difficult.
"Gentlemen, please," he attempted, for the umpteenth time to stop the so- called adults from killing each other.
"If you're going to point that at me, I suggest that you go ahead and hex me now. If not then put the bloody thing away."
Sirius Black stood in the office of Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. He was pointing his wand at one of the people he despised the most in the entire world, besides Severus Snape.
"Padfoot, he's not worth it," Remus said, trying to get his friend not to do something foolish.
Sirius lowered his wand but he did not put it away. "Why is *he* here? Snape I can deal with but him," He didn't dare take his eyes off the person.
"Because I asked him to come. He is best suited to explain the situation that's going on with Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy," Dumbledore replied, looking over the rim of his glasses. "Now, please sit down. All of you," his voice took on an authoritative tone. "Now, if you could be so kind to explain, Lucius."
Lucius Malfoy did not take a seat. He preferred to stand. The former Slytherin, now Death Eater needed to see everything around him. He couldn't drop his guard for one minute. He never knew when someone was going to stab him in the back.
"Well, the quickest and simplest explanation would be that Potter and my son are bonding."
"THEY'RE WHAT?!!" Sirius shot up out of his seat.
"But how can that be possible?" Remus asked.
"Have you ever heard of the term 'Soul Mate'?" Lucius asked.
Everyone nodded their head. Good, the group wasn't a total loss after all.
"When all of us were in our last year, we were giving an assignment in Divinations. . ."
~ Flashback ~
Class was already in session. It was another boring day at trying to predict the future. The girls were especially looking forward to what the future held. Some even went as far as wanting to be happily married to one of handsome men in the school.
Today's assignment was to predict your future family. Two of the students were not looking forward to the outcome of the day's project.
"How did I ever get stuck in this class and with you as a partner?"
"Because you said that you wanted to know what Lily thought of you. Well, in the long run anyway," The silver-eyed teen said.
"Oh, like you didn't want to know what Narcissa thought of you?" the raven- haired Gryffindor replied.
"Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter, I suggest that you get down to business before I decide to deduct house points."
"Yes Professor," James and Lucius replied in unison.
Coming back to the dreaded task at hand they concentrated. The mist in the crystal ball swirled around until the desired image appeared. Both men gasped.
Inside the ball stood a group of people in the Great Hall. They recognized Professor Dumbledore, who looked like he was presiding over some type of ceremony. He was dressed a rich scarlet and gold robe.
The other people they recognized were a much older Sirius and Remus, as well as a very happy looking Hagrid. Another boy with red hair was off to the side and a girl with brown curly hair was standing together.
But that wasn't what had shocked them. No, it was the two young men standing in front of Dumbledore, facing each other. The one on the professor's left was tall with short black hair and piercing green eyes. His face was framed with circular glasses. He was dressed in Gryffindor's house colors. The young man on Dumbledore's right was extremely tall with flowing white blond hair and striking silver eyes. He was dressed in Slytherin's colors.
However, the real shocker was when both boys placed matching gold bands on each other's fingers. The image faded when Lucius and James looked at each other with eyes wide open.
"Good lord!" Lucius whispered.
"I think that I need to lay down," James said.
"Was that. . ." Lucius started.
"Our future?" James ended.
They didn't know what to make of it. Well, they did but they couldn't find the words to describe it. They saw two young men that were mirror images of themselves. One thing was for sure, their sons would be married.
~ End flashback ~
"So as you can see it was much of a shock to us as it is to all of you," Lucius concluded.
"Do you actually believe that Harry and your son are suppose to get married?" Sirius said incredulously.
"A month after Draco was born I received this." Lucius handed Sirius the parchment.
The animagus unrolled it and read it out loud.
[September 1, 1980 (1)
Ministry of Magic
Department of Bonding and Marriage
Reference Number: 7076049288833
To: Mr. and Mrs. Lucius Malfoy, parents of Draco Lucius Malfoy.
You are hereby notified of your son's bonding to the son of James and Lily Potter, Harry James Potter. Our records show that both are to be joined on or before your son's 18th (eighteenth) birthday. A High Witch or Wizard can perform the Bonding and Marriage ceremony.
Please be advised that if your son and Mr. Potter's son are not bound by the appropriate time, both can suffer from extreme emotional stress, a loss of control over magic, and possibly death.
Also note that until said couple is joined a fluctuation in magical powers may occur. Please use extreme caution when dealing with emotional outbursts.
Sincerely,
Tabetha Hakluyt
Bonding and Marriage Case Worker Supervisor]
Everyone was momentarily stunned into silence, but Sirius found his tongue rather quickly. "How to we know that this isn't some type of trap of You- Know-Who to get his hands on Harry?"
"Believe me this is no trap. Voldemort is not that clever to think of something like this. Besides, if anything I'm quite sure that he would prefer anyone to be bonded to Potter rather than to Lucius' son," Snape cut in, a bit annoyed that Black was being difficult about this.
Everyone, including Lucius, looked at the Potions professor like he was crazy. Snape shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, he wouldn't."
"James gave me his letter right after Harry was born. Just in case something ever happened to him," Dumbledore said. He held up an identical parchment and handed it to Sirius.
"Why weren't Remus and I told of this?" Sirius fumed, trying to keep a grip on his anger after reading the same parchment.
"Because the fewer people who knew about this, the better. While most witches and wizards found love, few found their soul mates. They were a rare occurrence. Even more rare were the children of soul mates bonding. James and Lily were soul mates, as well as Lucius and Narcissa."
Sirius sighed in defeat. There were obviously just too many predictions of this pairing. . .it had to be Harry and Draco's destiny. What a bloody mess!
"Alright, what do we do now?" the ex-convict asked.
"We do absolutely nothing," Lucius said.
"Now see here! If my godson has to be saddled with your son then he has a right to know!" Sirius' temper was getting the best of him.
"What's wrong with you, Black? We can't tell them," Snape cut in.
"And why the bloody hell not?"
"If we were to tell them that they are to be married they might fight the bond. We don't want that to happen," Lucius replied.
"Says who?" Sirius mumbled.
So far Dumbledore and McGonagall had remained silent. Dumbledore was enjoying every minute of his former student's reactions. Although, McGonagall was clearly not amused.
"Professor, is that the reason why you put Harry and Draco in the same tower?" Remus asked. He had a little more discretion than his friend.
"Yes, Remus, but do not worry. Everything will work out in the end. Now, if you all will excuse me I need to discuss another important matter with Professor McGonagall."
Everyone bid the Headmaster and Deputy Headmistress goodbye. It wasn't until the group got into the hallway when the fireworks really started.
"You bastard! I know that somehow you managed to cast a spell to bind Harry and Draco together," Sirius growled as he slammed Lucius into the wall.
"Let him go Black," Snape said. He was pointing his wand directly at Sirius' head. Remus aimed his wand at Snape in the same fashion.
"Severus it's quite alright. It's understandable that Black is upset. I assure you Sirius, I had nothing to do with this," the blonde said.
Whatever else that the men were going say was cut short as Severus and Remus whipped their heads to the right. Coming up the passageway was Vegeta and Goku.
"Well, if it isn't our most unique Muggles," Snape said crossing his arms over his chest, placing his wand back in the folds of his robe.
Lucius was looking a bit confused at the strangely dressed men.
"Hello Professor Snape, Sirius, Remus," Goku greeted. "Hi I'm Goku and this is Vegeta," he introduced himself to Malfoy, but Vegeta said nothing.
"Lucius Malfoy. I see that your friend doesn't talk much."
"Only when he has to."
"Well, I must be going. Gentlemen. Black." Lucius was out of the hall before anyone could stop him.
Sirius growled in annoyance at Lucius' rude dismissal, then turned on Snape. "Next time Severus, when you want to duel, just ask. I'll be more than happy than to kick your arse."
"With pleasure." Snape departed as well.
"So, I trust that you're feeling better. What happened?" Remus asked the pair.
Goku put his hand behind his head and smiled. "We sorta passed out. We have a sensitive sense of smell, among other things."
Sirius and Remus looked at the two Saiyans. "Such as?"
"All of our senses are heightened," Goku replied.
"Hey Moony, they're kind of like you in that sense," Sirius said.
Remus snorted, "No I really don't see the comparison."
"I agree with the Wolf." Vegeta smirked and glared at both of them especially Remus.
The Marauders looked at the royal, taken aback by the comment.
"How did you know that?" Sirius asked.
"Hn. Like Kakarott just said, we have a sensitive nose. Come, Kakarott." Vegeta walked passed them to get to the griffin that was guarding Dumbledore's office.
"Well, see you guys later." Goku waved, running off to catch-up to his lover.
"You know Vegeta is a jerk," Sirius said.
"I couldn't agree with you more. Let's go grab something to eat, Padfoot."
"I'm not really hungry, Moony. You go ahead and eat and I'll see later, okay."
"Very well. I'll see you later."
The friends parted ways. Sirius didn't know was to make of the situation. There was no way what so ever that he could tell Harry about Draco but it seems that Lucius was right. They couldn't say anything to either of the boys. Fate sometimes played a cruel hand in people's lives.
Hopefully, Draco could give Harry everything that he needed. God only knows that his godson didn't get it when he lived with those awful relatives of his.
/What to do about them getting together?/
Sirius made his way to his chambers in somewhat of a good mood. Now, if he could only figure out how to deal with Vegeta and his icy nature then everything would be fine.
~ TBC ~
A/N: Sorry, but there's no teaser for this chapter because it's the same for Chapter 5: Enter the Dragon.
(1) The year is correct for Harry and Draco's birthday. Add seventeen years to that and it will be 1997
Well, did this chapter answer everyone's question? I hope so. Dumbledore had summoned Lucius to meet with everyone, Bet you weren't expecting that. At least I hope you weren't. Stay tuned for the next part to find out what Harry and Draco decides to do. Tell me your thoughts and any comments that you might have ^_~
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