Can they make a difference?
Chapter 6: Accepting part 3/3
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.
~LingXiaoyu: Don't ever feel that you're annoying me. I welcome any and all questions and as for yours Aishiteru means 'I love you.' ^_~
~Christine G: I hope that the you-know-what is working for you. Yeah, I know I wanted to kill her myself but I have plans that I need her for for later. You'll see some of it in this chapter.
~Kewla: Yes, you are right! Vegeta is becoming a bit dangerous because of his pregnancy and I hope that everyone learned from Pansy's f&%k-up so they will not do anything as foolish. Ron *could* have sent an owl but with a matter as delicate as this he should apologize in person and not on paper. However, there is the matter of Vegeta that Ron has to deal with. Vegeta is being far too maternal with Harry to let anyone hurt him. Read on and find out why Snape needs to talk to Vegeta.
~V: Hope you are well. Miss chatting with you! Hope your new job is doing great so far. And don't worry about the update. I'll see it when I see it ^_~
~Taria: I hope that this chapter has enough Goku and Vegeta action in it for you. I tried with the last chapter if not just let me know and I'll work harder, okay ^_~
Now, as for everyone else: Yes, Dumbledore is having the time of his life. Hmm, wondering what other surprised that he has planned for the unexpecting students and teachers of Hogwarts. Oh well, you've just gotta read on and find out ^_~
~Red K: um I have to give the eta for the baby around April I think but I have to double check to be sure. And as to making Harry and Draco's relationship public? Got that covered ^_~ read on and see what happens. Now, I have to agree with you on Pansy. I believe she was {still is} asking for a death wish if she continues on doing what she's doing. Goku can only hold the Saiyan Prince off for so long. Next time she might not be so lucky.
Everyone else thank you for the fabulous reviews! Enjoy! ^_~
/ thoughts /
:: telepathy ::
~oOo@oOo~
The incident in Defense Against the Dark Arts was over the entire school by the next day. The chatter in the Great Hall ceased when Goku and Vegeta entered. All eyes were on the prince as he strolled in with Goku trailing slightly behind.
Vegeta was dressed in his formal attire. The look on his face was menacing. He had had enough of the simpletons of this school. It was bad enough for the girl to try and kill him the first time, but for her to do it twice and not get punished for it was unacceptable.
Snape had only given the onnanoko a slap on the wrist. He had giving her detention for two weeks and nothing more. Vegeta and Goku both knew that if it had been Harry or any of his friends the punishment would have been more severe.
Hermione leaned closer to Harry to whisper across the table. "Harry, what's going on?"
"Don't know. They were arguing all night long about Parkinson," Harry whispered back.
/\/\/\ Last night /\/\/\
Breaking glass could be heard from downstairs. Harry and Draco were in their room doing homework. They looked at each wondering what was going on below them. The couple left the warm comfort of their room out of curiosity. They were standing on the landing when they saw Vegeta raging at his mate.
"HOW COULD YOU, KAKAROTT?!"
"How could you, Vegeta?!" Goku was upset and yelling back, but he was a little more composed than his mate was. "You knew better than to throw a Moon Sphere and transform like that. The students could have been hurt."
"I WAS TRYING TO KILL THAT BITCH PARKINSON!!!"
"Geta, you're just being emotional right now. If I hadn't stepped-"
"DON'T YOU DARE!" Vegeta snapped.
"Geta, none of this would have happened if you had kept a tight lid on your temper."
"THAT BITCH TRIED TO HURT ME AND OUR UNBORN CHILD. THAT IS SOMETHING THAT I WILL NOT ALLOW!"
"Geta, calm down," Goku said.
"I WILL NOT. . ." Vegeta was cut off when the portrait opened.
In stepped Dumbledore and Professor Snape, but the Headmaster didn't stay long. He only opened the portrait to allow Snape access.
"And what do you want ningen?!" Vegeta spat. He growled baring his canines.
"I just wanted to let you know that Miss Parkinson has received two weeks worth of detention," Snape said. His voice was hypnotizing to any listener. The silkiness of it was unreal. In a way the smoothness of it almost made you forget whom you were talking to. He crossed his arms over his chest, closing the folds of his robe around him.
Goku watched the professor. He noticed that some of Snape's body language mimicked Vegeta's. Maybe wizards were just weird like that.
"Detention?" Vegeta asked in disbelief. He stalked over to the tall Potions Master. "This is not over," he hissed.
Vegeta didn't even bother using the stairs. He levitated up to the landing where Harry and Draco stood. Both teens were shocked by the action. The prince just ignored them and proceeded to his room slamming the door behind him.
Harry and Draco turned their attention back to the two adults downstairs.
"Get out!" Goku ordered.
"Oh believe me I wasn't planning on staying, but if your lover had kept a wary distance from Miss Parkinson none of this would have happened," Snape drawled.
"For your information she has instigated every incident with Vegeta. Miss Parkinson is nothing more than a spoiled rich kid, and if you think for one minute that just giving her detention is going to appease Vegeta then you're sadly mistaken. Mark my words, Snape, that little display this afternoon was just a walk in the park for Vegeta. Had I not gone Oozaru as well he would have killed that girl, as well as anyone else who got in his way." Goku seethed. "Now, get out!"
Snape said nothing more. He turned sharply, walking quickly out of the common room, his black robe billowing behind him.
/\/\/\ The Great Hall /\/\/\
Dumbledore and the other teachers didn't make a move when Vegeta walked over to the Slytherin table and slammed Pansy into the wall. Snape ran over to try to prevent the prince from doing anything else, but Goku stood in his way.
"Out of my way," he hissed.
"Not on your life."
Snape pulled out his wand but Goku turned around and kicked it out of his hand. Snape came about and lunged for Goku. He was surprised, but grabbed onto Snape's arms using just a fraction of his strength, not wanting to hurt the human. Snape struggled to get free but Goku had a firm grip.
Snape then brought his knee up and connected with Goku's stomach with surprising power. Goku doubled over but he didn't let go. Snape brought his knee up again and this time Goku's grip loosened. Snape wrenched himself free. Goku moved to strike the Potions Master in the face but Snape evaded the punch. Snape then slightly turned and delivered two blows to Goku's chest.
Goku stumbled backwards, shocked at the power of the human, but didn't fall down. He quickly came back up and punched Snape in the stomach but again the teacher countered the move with a double hand block.
The whole hall was enthralled as Snape and Goku went at each other's throat. The students had thought that it was spectacular when Vegeta was fighting him, but now it was Goku. Snape was going all out. No one knew that the head of Slytherin could fight.
Vegeta, meanwhile, was trying his best to slowly squeeze the life out of Pansy. The prince had her by the throat and was pushing her into the wall. Pansy was gasping for air as the royal closed his gloved fingers around her neck. Vegeta formed an energy ball in his right palm. "Say good-bye to your miserable life."
Since all eyes were on the Saiyan and the wizard, Vegeta and Pansy were forgotten. The royal was about to blast her to the next dimension when, Dumbledore yelled, "CEASE THIS IMMEDIATELY!!!" The look on Vegeta's face was priceless. He didn't think that old coot could be so loud.
He released the girl. None of her housemates went to her aid. They learned early on not to involve themselves when it concerned the hotheaded Saiyan and his mate.
Vegeta was on the verge of just ignoring the Headmaster and stomping the whimpering girl out of existence when he locked eyes with Snape. He couldn't shake the feeling that the tall Potions instructor was hiding something. The prince kicked off from the floor with all eyes on him.
The Hall was once again flooded with whispers.
He floated in mid-air until Goku joined him. They left in a blinding flash of light. The students were still gazing at the spot where the Saiyans had been hovering. Snape was left in the aisle trying to regain his breath. He turned to Dumbledore. The Headmaster smiled and sat back down.
Snape wasn't smiling. He had more questions now than ever before and it seemed the only one who could answer them just flew out of the window.
"How did they do that?" one student whispered to another.
"Maybe it was some type of levitation spell," another student said.
And this was how it went for the remainder of the meal.
"Harry, what do you make of all of this?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know, but one thing is for sure, Vegeta's going to kill someone if they try anything else."
"It is probably the hormones from being pregnant," Ron added, trying to catch Harry's eye.
Harry stared down at the table, and shook his head. He still wasn't talking to him.
"Even so Ron, Vegeta is a little unstable right now and he's getting worse. Goku doesn't seem to be able to keep a tight grip on him," Hermione said.
"There is something wrong with two guys going out with each other. It's just not normal," Seamus Finnigan piped up as he stuffed a piece of toast in his mouth.
Harry's head snapped up to glare at his classmate.
"Y-," Ron began quietly, but Harry slammed out of his seat before he could finish.
"I'll see you in class Hermione." Harry grabbed his book bag and left. As he walked down the aisle everything that was laid out on the table slid onto the floor as he walked by, leaving a huge mess in his wake.
The Hall fell quiet as the faint aura surrounded Gryffindor's Golden Boy. A few moments later Draco also left. Only one student noticed a similar aura on the other side of the Hall. Pansy was still recovering from the attack but she didn't miss the silver aura around Draco as he left.
"What's the matter with you?!"
"What did I do?" Ron said not understanding why his girlfriend was upset.
"Don't you understand?"
"What? Seamus said it, not me. I was going to. . ." Ron was confused and missed his friend, but this was just too much.
"Listen Ron you don't have to agree with it but you could at least be happy for Harry. If you were any kind of a friend you would support him with this. It's not like that he had any choice in the matter for who he could have as a boyfriend," Hermione shot back.
"Damn it, Hermione! I do support him, but I can't even talk to him about it. There are way too many guys in this school for Harry to go out with. Why does it have to be Malfoy? He's been a total prick to everyone, especially you. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't care. What I can't believe is that you have been going to visit with them."
"Harry's right, Ron. He's changed. Draco is somehow different," Hermione pleaded. She obviously couldn't tell him about the soul mate issue yet. He needed to come around first, and that wasn't going to happen if he kept his heart and mind closed.
'Oh, so now it's Draco. Well, I still don't trust him. If anything happens to Harry because of Malfoy it will be on your head for helping them," Ron spat. "Of course, I wouldn't know, because he won't even talk to me," he muttered.
The tall redhead grabbed his stuff and left. Hermione sat at the table wondering where did she go wrong with the conversation. Ron just needed to see Draco for who he really was and that he could make Harry happy.
"Oh, bugger." Hermione said, realizing she too should go to class.
~oOo@oOo~
Vegeta and Goku touched down in the pitch. The grass was still wet with the early morning dew, the mist slowly giving way to the sun.
"Geta, what happen?"
"It's Snape."
"What about him?"
"Have you noticed something about him, Kakarott?" Vegeta asked.
"Other than the fact that I had a hard time trying to keep him away from you? It kind of surprised me," Goku said, hand behind his head in embarrassment.
"No, something else. . ." Vegeta said thoughtfully.
"Like what?"
"Like he's hiding something."
"Oh, that. Yeah, I noticed it, but I can't put my finger on it." Goku replied.
"He can block me." Vegeta suddenly blurted out.
"How's that possible? I mean. . ."
"The old man can do it too but that's only because he's a powerful wizard," Vegeta cut in. "But Snape. . . He's powerful but not like Dumbledore. He has a hidden power that I'm sure he's not even aware of."
"Geta, what are you saying?" Goku asked.
"I'm saying that there are only a few people who can block a telepath. One is the old man. Another is any of the family members of the Royal House of Vegetasei."
"But that would mean that Snape would have to be Saiyan," Goku said.
"Hn."
"So, how do we find out?" Goku asked looking thoughtful.
Vegeta smirked.
/Oh, no./ That look only spelled trouble and that was something Goku was trying hard not to get into.
"Just leave it me, Kakarott. The less you know the better," Vegeta finally said.
Goku gave a resigned sigh. He didn't want to know.
Vegeta smirked and waved his tail behind him seductively. A fire burned in his dark eyes. Kakarott was the only one who could ignite those ebony windows. The searing want they held Vegeta reserved only for him.
The large male pulled his mate close to his chest, coiling his tail around Vegeta's thigh. The earth-raised Saiyan always knew how to calm his volatile mate. A kiss placed on the right sensitive spot, a well-placed nip on the neck, or a tail rubbing against any other place would produce helpless mewls of pleasure. Soon the mated pair was rolling around on the pitch forgetting about the heated dispute in the Great Hall.
~oOo@oOo~
Harry was on his way to his History of Magic class when Draco caught up to him. The blonde pulled him aside, totally unaware of the angry pair of eyes watching them.
"Harry, what happened?"
"Nothing," he muttered, staring at the floor.
"Liar. You know better than to try to pull one over on me. Now, I know that the weasel said something to you because you just made a mess in the Great Hall and I'm sorry to say that I couldn't do anything to prevent that from happening. You're mad about something. Now, what is it?" Draco said.
"His name is Ron," Harry chastised. He didn't care how mad he was at his friend. Harry just wasn't going to let his boyfriend or anyone else disrespect him.
"Sorry," Draco said apologetically.
"They just. . .it hurts. . . ," Harry whispered as tears ran freely down his face.
Draco captured his boyfriend's face in both his hands and wiped away the tears with his thumbs.
"I thought he was my friend," he said sadly.
"He is, Harry. He's just being a stubborn git about this. Don't worry about it. Just give him some time to sort this out for himself. For now just concentrate on school and deal with him when the time comes, alright?" Draco said.
"Okay," Harry answered, leaning into Draco's hand on his face.
Just as Harry about to leave the warmth and comfort of Draco's embrace, the blonde brought his lips down upon his. Their tongues danced around each other. Harry let a low moan escape from the back of his throat. The lower part of their bodies was instantly set ablaze. Their auras slightly glowed but it wasn't as intense as before. When the pulled apart for air, looking into each other's eyes they knew. They knew that whatever force was drawing them together was getting stronger.
They looked around carefully making sure that no one saw the intimate display. When they saw that the coast was clear they went their separate ways. Harry went to class with a cheeky smile and thoughts of ravishing Draco.
A lone figure stepped from behind a wide pillar dressed in black, silver and emerald. Narrowed eyes followed after the Slytherin prince. The person's balled fists were aching as sharp fingernails dug into tender flesh.
"It seems that I was right, but no matter. I will have you Draco, no matter what," Pansy muttered to herself as she went to class thinking of a plan to get the Malfoy heir. This was something that she was going to keep to herself. Knowing Blaise, he would blab everything back to Draco. A smile crept to her lips as a plan formed.
~oOo@oOo~
The Halloween party was now three days away. Harry was getting even more nervous as the day drew nearer. He and Draco had talked about the dance and they decided that it was best that should take someone else. However, both thought if they couldn't go together they wouldn't take anyone at all.
Goku was sitting at the Gryffindor table stuffing his face at lunchtime when Hermione sat down next to him. It would only be a matter of time before the others started piling in.
"Uh, Goku can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Well, I'm just a little curious about your relationship with Vegeta. . . ," she started feeling her face burn.
"Aaannd?"
"Uh, well I was wondering if you. . .I mean that, er. . .you see, um, Harry has a book and it talks about being bound to your mate for life and such and I want to know what would happen if you decided not to bond with him?"
Goku put his fork down. He didn't shovel his food into his mouth like he usually would. He looked at her carefully and sighed. "I'm not going to lie to you, Hermione. Most of what I know about Saiyan mating rituals I learned from Vegeta. I was raised here on earth. You might want to talk with Vegeta about bonds."
Hermione looked terrified at the thought of having to talk with the pregnant Saiyan. "Thanks Goku."
"Not a problem," he answered, grinning, and went back to eating.
~*~
The prince was standing alone in a classroom with Remus Lupin. Sirius had gone to check on the wolfsbane that Snape was making for Remus since the full moon was just two days away. Goku left because his stomach was getting the better of him. Everyone just laughed as the bottomless pit erupted loudly in class as he and Vegeta were practicing with their selected group of Gryffindors and Slytherins.
The distant sound of students in the corridors hurrying to their next classes was long gone as Vegeta walked around the room. Goku had made him stay behind since his morning sickness was still giving him problems. It wouldn't do Vegeta any good to throw-up in the Great Hall in front of everyone. As soon as Goku finished he would be back for the next class: seventh year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws.
The prince eyed the weaponry that decorated one of the walls in the classroom. He stood poised in front of it while gently rubbing his gloved hand over the bulge of his tummy.
There were various weapons from throughout the ages, including swords, flails, knives, battle-axes, shields, staffs, crossbows and arrows. There was one in particular that caught his eye, mounted high above the rest. It was positioned between two spears.
Vegeta looked back at the golden-eyed professor. Remus was engrossed in marking tests that he had just finished collecting, and he wasn't paying the shorter male any attention.
Vegeta levitated off the floor to get a better look at the gleaming sword. The sword looked unused but to the trained eye one could see the slight nicks and scratches as well as the strange inscription, but for the most part the weapon was remarkable.
The blade was 37 inches long made from the finest steel with a wide quillion for hand protection. The hilt was bound with leather for a firm two-handed grip. Just below the blade was a red symbol - the symbol of Vegetasei, Vegeta's family crest.
"Oh, Kami," the prince murmured.
"Are you okay up there?" Remus had heard Vegeta. Now, as the teacher thought about it Sirius made perfect sense. Remus was had more in common with Vegeta and Goku than he had realized. Remus had an acute sense of smell and hearing, which was even sharper since it was so close to a full moon.
He looked up to see Vegeta hovering in the air staring at one the many swords that were on display in the classroom.
"Hai, everything is fine."
Remus went back to his work without another thought towards the royal's behavior. It was expected that Vegeta would just act weird because of his pregnancy.
Vegeta lifted the sword and gently touched down. He unconsciously walked over to Remus' desk and sat down in the vacant chair next to it. He was still eyeing the sword.
"Oh, I see you found everyone's favorite weapon," the professor said, pointing to the sword with his quill.
Vegeta looked at him. "Favorite?"
"Yes. No one seems to know what's written on the blade. To be perfectly honest I think the language is dead. It's beautifully handcrafted. Its origins remain a mystery. However, Snape seems to have had an interest in it," Remus explained.
"Snape?"
"Yeah, he always seems to get some type of longing in his eyes whenever he comes in here and looks at it; but he would cover it quickly before I could figure it out," Remus replied.
Once again Vegeta looked at the sword as if remembering something. "It says: Vegeta, King and Ruler of Vegetasei."
Remus' jaw nearly hit his desk. "You're a-a King?"
"Yes and no. I am a Prince. This sword belonged to my Father. Whoever unseats the King rules Vegetasei, but they also needed this sword to prove my Father's dethroning." Vegeta found himself in a talkative mood. He seldom had talked about his planet or the loss of his people. This piece of metal was the only link to his past and what could have been.
He sat there thinking about the time when the Headmaster came to talk to him about his Father.
~ Flashback ~
Goku hastily kissed Vegeta before leaving 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.
Vegeta looked at the wizard. "What game are you trying to play?"
Dumbledore sat down in the chair the Goku was occupying just minutes before. "You and your mate are here to fulfil a debt of your Father's. In return you will receive something far more valuable than gold."
"I'm not interested in money, old man. So just get to the point," Vegeta hissed.
"Believe it or not Vegeta, you have some magical powers. You can't cast spells or incantations. Your unique gift is your telepathy. The reason for that is because of your Mother. A terrible monster was chasing your parents and aunt.
"Frieza," Vegeta whispered.
Dumbledore nodded, "And he would do anything to get his hands on them and you. Your Father found Hogwarts, but I'll spare you the details on that. His mate was about to give birth. Your Mother's sister was also due. Because of the magical wards around Hogwarts Frieza was unable to trace them here.
Your aunt was under too must stress from traveling and went into labor early. Our dear Madam Pomfrey did everything that she could for her but in the end there was nothing more she could do. When your aunt died she left behind her only child. You were born just a few days later. Your Father thought that it would be best if we kept the child. In payment for our kindness he left us a gift, but we have no need of something as elegant as that.
He somehow knew that you would come here someday to reclaim it. Also he left your armor in my care -"
"What about Kakarott's?" Vegeta interrupted.
"Ah, we had to search for that," Dumbledore smiled as he peered over the rims of his half-moon shape glasses.
"How did you know that I was here on earth?" Vegeta asked curiously.
"Your energy, or should I say, your magical energy alerted us to your presence. Since then we have kept an eye on you during your time on earth."
"So, instead of keeping what my Father gave you, you decided that Kakarott and I should help get those two brats together."
"You catch on very quick," Dumbledore replied as he got up to leave.
"Wait a minute. Where's the gift? And where is my cousin?"
"Now that, my dear boy, is for you to discover on your own. Now, I must go. It seems that Goku is causing a scene in the Great Hall." Dumbledore left without another word.
Vegeta growled. He really hated the aging wizard.
~ End of flashback ~
Vegeta sat deep in thought as the next set of students poured into the classroom. The next batch of seventh years already looked out. Luckily for them, today was for books and lectures. Vegeta would have enjoyed taunting the fearful brats.
He had a cousin somewhere in the school that was about his age. Kami, it's going to be like finding a needle in a haystack. Hmm, maybe not. He suddenly had a very good guess of who it might be.
Vegeta carefully replaced the blade, telling Remus that he would retrieve it later. He sat in one of desks in the far corner of the room. Vegeta closed his eyes listening to the teacher give out instructions for the upcoming test that was scheduled for the following week.
~oOo@oOo~
Harry and Hermione were standing by the food table with Ron not that far away. They watched Goku go all out on the poor desserts and meats. They were extremely grateful that the Hall was dark and that no one could see him pig out. The trio had found out, before their blow-up, that Saiyans had monstrous appetites. Vegeta was more reserved, and ate with impeccable table manners. He ate slowly, carefully chewing all of his food. Goku, on the other hand, just shoveled everything into his mouth, hardly taking time to chew. He went straight in for the kill and swallowed just about everything whole.
Vegeta stood near Harry, once again daring Ron to come near.
The Hall was decorated with floating pumpkins and candles. The ghosts appeared from time to time giving the Hall a haunted feeling. The ceiling was bewitched to show the evening sky. Thunder resounded in the Great Hall as lightening crackled against the windows. The full moon stayed hidden from view to keep the Saiyan couple from transforming, although the staff wasn't sure how long that would last.
Draco was about to enter the Hall when a pale hand tapped him on his shoulder. He turned to face, "Pansy, I thought that I was rid of you."
"Tsk, tsk, Draco, you didn't ask me to the dance," she said as she slipped her arms around his neck, leaning in closer to him.
Draco had to refrain from gagging as Pansy pressed her breasts against his broad chest. "You have a boyfriend remember. Besides, I'm off the market," he said as he tried to remove her tentacles from around his neck.
"Oh, really. I didn't know that you had a girlfriend. So, who is the lucky girl? She obviously isn't a Slytherin. Hmm, a Ravenclaw perhaps?" Pansy was fishing.
"None of your business. Now, if you will excuse me." Draco detached himself and proceeded into the Hall, not sparing a backward glance.
Pansy followed. It wasn't long after that when Blaise showed. She was barely containing her anger. /Damn that Potter!/ she thought.
Harry stared as he caught sight of his boyfriend walking into the Great Hall. Dumbledore allowed the students and teachers to wear formal attire for the dance. His mouth must have dropped open because the next thing he knew Hermione was closing it for him.
"You're starting to drool," she said trying to fight the urge to giggle at her friend.
Harry continued to stare at Draco. The blonde gracefully walked into the Hall. Draco was wearing a dark, almost black suit. His hair was pulled into a neat ponytail that was tied with a silk ribbon. He wished that they could be together but yet again Fate was not smiling kindly on them.
And as the evening went on, Harry had to watch the boy that he was falling hopelessly in love with from afar.
~oOo@oOo~
The week passed all too quickly for Draco. Tomorrow was the first match of the Quidditch season and he was nervous. He looked over at his bedmate and smiled. Harry looked so peaceful when he was sleeping. Dark eyelashes kissed tinted cheeks. Tousled hair that could never be tamed made the young wizard look even more appealing. Just beneath the strands of bangs lay the lightening bolt scar that separated the Gryffindor from any other wizard.
With his atrocious glasses off, Draco clearly saw that the Boy-Who-Lived looked more like a man, but Harry still possessed his child-like innocence. Much to Draco's chagrin it reminded him of Goku.
The older male stayed oblivious to most things about him except for Vegeta. The students were in love with Goku for his cheery smile, outgoing nature, and carefree personality. He was at ease with everyone including Professor Snape. Draco had seen his aggressive side with Pansy, but it seemed to be hidden most of the time. Draco had been amused at the pair when the four of them went on a picnic just to get away for a Saturday afternoon.
~ Flashback ~
They were on the other side of the lake, away from prying eyes, where Goku had ITed them. The older male had finally explain to them that he could move as a mass of light traveling at 186,000 miles per second. The young wizards were impressed, Vegeta just snorted. He still couldn't get the hang of the technique and couldn't be bothered with the mechanics of learning it while he was pregnant. He simply didn't have the patience to learn something new now.
Draco and Harry were sitting underneath a tree not far away from Goku and Vegeta.
The prince was lying on Goku's lap with his eyes closed and his hands were on his now visible round belly. Goku was stroking the gravity defying locks taking in their surroundings. He looked like he was mediating or something. Then the strangest thing happened.
The animals from nearby were edging closer to him and his mate. Harry and Draco had never seen anything as enchanting. Forest elves silently crept closer as did fairies and birds.
Goku opened his eyes and greeted the forest creatures that would normally stay in hiding far away from prying eyes and humans. Goku had an amazing gift of attracting things that were of nature. Even Hedwig, Harry's owl, would hoot or dance around whenever she caught sight of the gentle Saiyan.
It seems that the Saiyans, or at least Goku, had some type of magic.
~ End flashback ~
It had been two months since they had secretly gotten together. Draco was sure that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with the Boy-Who-Lived. Thinking carefully about how to break the news to his father, Draco eased out of bed, mindful not to wake Harry. The raven-haired Gryffindor had being feeling a little sick since the Halloween party.
He sat down at the desk and pulled out a piece of parchment, quill and ink.
After writing the letter to his father, Draco proceeded to get dressed, then slipped out of the tower to go get something to eat. Then he was going to send his letter off. If everything worked to his advantage, he would have his cake and eat too, as the Muggle saying went.
~oOo@oOo~
The game against Ravenclaw was challenging but Slytherin came out on top. Unfortunately, Harry wasn't able to attend the game because he was still a little under the weather. He had told Draco to give it his all. Draco was hurt that his boyfriend wouldn't be attending, but he understood that Harry was not up to going.
Harry wanted so badly to go to the game to cheer Draco on, but Goku had insisted that he stay in bed for the day and rest. It turned out to be a good thing that he didn't go; otherwise the professors would have had a hard time explaining why the pitch was destroyed.
Draco had caught the golden snitch early in the match. Slytherin was screaming with joy at their first win of the season. Even Gryffindor was a bit impressed by the easy win. The green and silver house poured onto the pitch to crowd around their star Seeker. Draco was gliding down to the field when a bludger struck him hard in the shoulder.
The crowd screamed as the blonde leaned forward trying to hold on to his broom. The bludger rebounded and slammed into Draco again. The Slytherin Seeker could no longer keep his grip on his broom and slumped to the side and fell off. The shock of impact was devastating to all including Snape.
He had tried with some success to slow his godson's descent. Draco didn't hit the grass as hard but it was hard enough to make him lose consciousness. Before he blacked out, he heard the loud cracking of his bones. He was in a lot of pain before his world thankfully went black. The crowd stayed motionless as Snape and Madam Pomfrey attended to the unconscious boy. An eerie silence fell over the stadium.
The question hung in the air as to what went wrong. Why did the bludger go after Draco after he had caught the snitch?
One person had a satisfied look on their face as Draco was carried away from the field on a conjured stretcher.
~*~*~
Harry bolted upright in his bed, a silent scream caught in his throat. He was soaking wet from sweat. He couldn't understand what was happening to him. He lay back down thinking it was another nightmare about Voldemort and put the thought out of his head. Yet, his heart was telling him something else. He was groggy and panting for air as he dragged himself out of bed. He needed to change his bedclothes and get clean bed linens.
He summoned a house elf to change his sheets and went back to bed, but he was woken a short time later.
Goku, along with a few other Gryffindors, were sitting in his common room talking about what had taken place on the pitch. No one could come up with a good reason as to why that deadly ball struck Draco.
He was slowly making his way to Harry's bedroom when the young witch called out to him.
You don't have to do this," Hermione said in a hushed tone.
"But I want to."
"Goku, you know what's going to happen when you tell him, right?"
"Hai, I know Hermione." She gave him a reassuring smile. This was going to be a nightmare. Once he told Harry all hell was going to break loose.
All eyes were on the retreating figure. Everyone was nervous. They weren't sure how their Housemate would take the news. While the match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw had been easy, the aftermath had been brutal. The silver and green team came out as the victors, but not without some casualties.
~oOo@oOo~
The light was dim in the private room the medi-witch had setup for the injured Slytherin. Madam Pomfrey had left twenty minutes ago, leaving the prince alone with her patient. She told him that Draco had suffered from numerous broken ribs and a broken leg. The wrist bones in his left hand were shattered. Draco also had some cuts and bruises that were very visible because of his alabaster skin. Fortunately, the cushioning spell that Snape had cast prevented any type of head trauma.
Madam Pomfrey had placed a deep healing spell on the young teen. She wasn't too sure as to when he would gain consciousness.
Vegeta sat next to the prone body lying in the hospital bed. He sensed another presence in the room. He turned around to stare into mirror obsidian orbs. "You don't strike me as the caring type, Snape. What brings you here?"
"Since Malfoy is in Slytherin it is my duty as Head of House to see how he is doing. Besides, Draco is my godson. His father would kill me if I wasn't looking after his son properly."
Vegeta turned to look at the Potions master. He got up out of the chair and stood next to the teacher. "You are just full of surprises."
"So, I've been told."
"But there's one thing that I just can't figure out about you Snape," Vegeta said as he closed the distance between. His movements were subtle.
Snape hated having his personal space invaded. Vegeta was starting to make him nervous and he didn't like it, not one damn bit.
"You can block my telepathy. How's that professor?"
Snape was startled by Vegeta's admission but he didn't let it show on his face. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Vegeta edged closer to the tall male. Snape unconsciously backed away from the Saiyan prince until his back was pressing again a wall. "You see, only a Saiyan with royal blood could block me, or a wizard that is powerful as Dumbledore, which you are not."
"I beg your pardon?"
Vegeta's eyes took on a predatory look, but Snape missed it as the prince flipped him over onto his stomach against the wall and leaned into him. Snape attempted to throw the smaller male off him, but he seemed to be rooted to the spot.
Vegeta whispered into his ear. His voice purred as his auburn tail came from around his waist. The furry appendage stroked Snape's face tenderly. The professor was confused and wasn't sure what was happening. The royal had trapped him. His mind turned to mush as skillful fingers worked their way down his back along his spine as if they were searching for something.
Then something totally unexpected happened. He groaned. Not only did he groan but also his breathing was becoming heavier. Vegeta had pressed his fingers into his lower back at the base of his spine.
Vegeta suddenly jerked away from him. Snape tried futiley to get his breathing under control. Severus had known about that spot. He tried at all costs to avoid having anyone, himself included, touch it. If anyone had known of the lustful sensations a touch there created, he would have been a complete and utter mess.
Coming back from the short orgasmic trip, Snape turned dangerous onyx eyes to the smirking prince. "Don't know wh-"
"WHERE'S DRACO?!" Harry ran into the room at full speed, cutting off any thing that Snape was going to say to Vegeta.
Harry threw open the curtain and saw his boyfriend unmoving in the bed. He sat down and cried into the blankets that covered the Slytherin. Goku entered a few minutes later.
Vegeta stared at his mate and walked past him, not looking back at the teacher. Snape remained in the room until Harry cried himself asleep. He was confused about what Vegeta did. How did the prince know that he would react like that? What other secrets was Vegeta keeping?
~oOo@oOo~
The Potions instructor was about to enter his chambers when he was roughly pushed inside after saying his password. Snape stumbled into his room. He turned on his attacker, recovering quickly and brandishing his wand.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't hex you into oblivion?" Snape drawled.
"Because I hold the answers to your true heritage."
"Really? And what would that be?" Snape asked not taking his eyes or his wand off the arrogant male.
"You're a Saiyan."
Snape looked into mirrored obsidian orbs. Only one thought was going though his mind: Albus must be having a good laugh at his expense right about now. Damn that old wizard.
~ TBC ~
A/N: Well, it seems that we got a lot of things going on. Looks like Snape got a real nasty shock. What made that bludger hit Draco? Give you one good guess. Tell me your thoughts and any comments that you might have ^_~
~*~*~
Teaser for Chapter 7: Saiyans, Slytherins, and Lucius
"You have no right to be here."
"I have every right," Harry said.
"You're nothing more than a passing fling to him. Do you think that his Father is going to accept you? I can give him everything that he wants and needs. What do you have to offer? He loves me."
"No, you're lying!" Harry hissed.
"Am I? Has he ever told you that he loves you? No? Why would he when he loves me? Now, leave before he wakes up."
Harry did the only thing that he could do. He fled from Draco's private room with tears streaming down his sun-kissed face. He ran from the castle. He needed to get away. The harsh words were haunting him over and over again: "Has he ever told you that he loves you? He loves me."
It couldn't be true, could it?
Nemesis ^_~
Chapter 6: Accepting part 3/3
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.
~LingXiaoyu: Don't ever feel that you're annoying me. I welcome any and all questions and as for yours Aishiteru means 'I love you.' ^_~
~Christine G: I hope that the you-know-what is working for you. Yeah, I know I wanted to kill her myself but I have plans that I need her for for later. You'll see some of it in this chapter.
~Kewla: Yes, you are right! Vegeta is becoming a bit dangerous because of his pregnancy and I hope that everyone learned from Pansy's f&%k-up so they will not do anything as foolish. Ron *could* have sent an owl but with a matter as delicate as this he should apologize in person and not on paper. However, there is the matter of Vegeta that Ron has to deal with. Vegeta is being far too maternal with Harry to let anyone hurt him. Read on and find out why Snape needs to talk to Vegeta.
~V: Hope you are well. Miss chatting with you! Hope your new job is doing great so far. And don't worry about the update. I'll see it when I see it ^_~
~Taria: I hope that this chapter has enough Goku and Vegeta action in it for you. I tried with the last chapter if not just let me know and I'll work harder, okay ^_~
Now, as for everyone else: Yes, Dumbledore is having the time of his life. Hmm, wondering what other surprised that he has planned for the unexpecting students and teachers of Hogwarts. Oh well, you've just gotta read on and find out ^_~
~Red K: um I have to give the eta for the baby around April I think but I have to double check to be sure. And as to making Harry and Draco's relationship public? Got that covered ^_~ read on and see what happens. Now, I have to agree with you on Pansy. I believe she was {still is} asking for a death wish if she continues on doing what she's doing. Goku can only hold the Saiyan Prince off for so long. Next time she might not be so lucky.
Everyone else thank you for the fabulous reviews! Enjoy! ^_~
/ thoughts /
:: telepathy ::
~oOo@oOo~
The incident in Defense Against the Dark Arts was over the entire school by the next day. The chatter in the Great Hall ceased when Goku and Vegeta entered. All eyes were on the prince as he strolled in with Goku trailing slightly behind.
Vegeta was dressed in his formal attire. The look on his face was menacing. He had had enough of the simpletons of this school. It was bad enough for the girl to try and kill him the first time, but for her to do it twice and not get punished for it was unacceptable.
Snape had only given the onnanoko a slap on the wrist. He had giving her detention for two weeks and nothing more. Vegeta and Goku both knew that if it had been Harry or any of his friends the punishment would have been more severe.
Hermione leaned closer to Harry to whisper across the table. "Harry, what's going on?"
"Don't know. They were arguing all night long about Parkinson," Harry whispered back.
/\/\/\ Last night /\/\/\
Breaking glass could be heard from downstairs. Harry and Draco were in their room doing homework. They looked at each wondering what was going on below them. The couple left the warm comfort of their room out of curiosity. They were standing on the landing when they saw Vegeta raging at his mate.
"HOW COULD YOU, KAKAROTT?!"
"How could you, Vegeta?!" Goku was upset and yelling back, but he was a little more composed than his mate was. "You knew better than to throw a Moon Sphere and transform like that. The students could have been hurt."
"I WAS TRYING TO KILL THAT BITCH PARKINSON!!!"
"Geta, you're just being emotional right now. If I hadn't stepped-"
"DON'T YOU DARE!" Vegeta snapped.
"Geta, none of this would have happened if you had kept a tight lid on your temper."
"THAT BITCH TRIED TO HURT ME AND OUR UNBORN CHILD. THAT IS SOMETHING THAT I WILL NOT ALLOW!"
"Geta, calm down," Goku said.
"I WILL NOT. . ." Vegeta was cut off when the portrait opened.
In stepped Dumbledore and Professor Snape, but the Headmaster didn't stay long. He only opened the portrait to allow Snape access.
"And what do you want ningen?!" Vegeta spat. He growled baring his canines.
"I just wanted to let you know that Miss Parkinson has received two weeks worth of detention," Snape said. His voice was hypnotizing to any listener. The silkiness of it was unreal. In a way the smoothness of it almost made you forget whom you were talking to. He crossed his arms over his chest, closing the folds of his robe around him.
Goku watched the professor. He noticed that some of Snape's body language mimicked Vegeta's. Maybe wizards were just weird like that.
"Detention?" Vegeta asked in disbelief. He stalked over to the tall Potions Master. "This is not over," he hissed.
Vegeta didn't even bother using the stairs. He levitated up to the landing where Harry and Draco stood. Both teens were shocked by the action. The prince just ignored them and proceeded to his room slamming the door behind him.
Harry and Draco turned their attention back to the two adults downstairs.
"Get out!" Goku ordered.
"Oh believe me I wasn't planning on staying, but if your lover had kept a wary distance from Miss Parkinson none of this would have happened," Snape drawled.
"For your information she has instigated every incident with Vegeta. Miss Parkinson is nothing more than a spoiled rich kid, and if you think for one minute that just giving her detention is going to appease Vegeta then you're sadly mistaken. Mark my words, Snape, that little display this afternoon was just a walk in the park for Vegeta. Had I not gone Oozaru as well he would have killed that girl, as well as anyone else who got in his way." Goku seethed. "Now, get out!"
Snape said nothing more. He turned sharply, walking quickly out of the common room, his black robe billowing behind him.
/\/\/\ The Great Hall /\/\/\
Dumbledore and the other teachers didn't make a move when Vegeta walked over to the Slytherin table and slammed Pansy into the wall. Snape ran over to try to prevent the prince from doing anything else, but Goku stood in his way.
"Out of my way," he hissed.
"Not on your life."
Snape pulled out his wand but Goku turned around and kicked it out of his hand. Snape came about and lunged for Goku. He was surprised, but grabbed onto Snape's arms using just a fraction of his strength, not wanting to hurt the human. Snape struggled to get free but Goku had a firm grip.
Snape then brought his knee up and connected with Goku's stomach with surprising power. Goku doubled over but he didn't let go. Snape brought his knee up again and this time Goku's grip loosened. Snape wrenched himself free. Goku moved to strike the Potions Master in the face but Snape evaded the punch. Snape then slightly turned and delivered two blows to Goku's chest.
Goku stumbled backwards, shocked at the power of the human, but didn't fall down. He quickly came back up and punched Snape in the stomach but again the teacher countered the move with a double hand block.
The whole hall was enthralled as Snape and Goku went at each other's throat. The students had thought that it was spectacular when Vegeta was fighting him, but now it was Goku. Snape was going all out. No one knew that the head of Slytherin could fight.
Vegeta, meanwhile, was trying his best to slowly squeeze the life out of Pansy. The prince had her by the throat and was pushing her into the wall. Pansy was gasping for air as the royal closed his gloved fingers around her neck. Vegeta formed an energy ball in his right palm. "Say good-bye to your miserable life."
Since all eyes were on the Saiyan and the wizard, Vegeta and Pansy were forgotten. The royal was about to blast her to the next dimension when, Dumbledore yelled, "CEASE THIS IMMEDIATELY!!!" The look on Vegeta's face was priceless. He didn't think that old coot could be so loud.
He released the girl. None of her housemates went to her aid. They learned early on not to involve themselves when it concerned the hotheaded Saiyan and his mate.
Vegeta was on the verge of just ignoring the Headmaster and stomping the whimpering girl out of existence when he locked eyes with Snape. He couldn't shake the feeling that the tall Potions instructor was hiding something. The prince kicked off from the floor with all eyes on him.
The Hall was once again flooded with whispers.
He floated in mid-air until Goku joined him. They left in a blinding flash of light. The students were still gazing at the spot where the Saiyans had been hovering. Snape was left in the aisle trying to regain his breath. He turned to Dumbledore. The Headmaster smiled and sat back down.
Snape wasn't smiling. He had more questions now than ever before and it seemed the only one who could answer them just flew out of the window.
"How did they do that?" one student whispered to another.
"Maybe it was some type of levitation spell," another student said.
And this was how it went for the remainder of the meal.
"Harry, what do you make of all of this?" Hermione asked.
"I don't know, but one thing is for sure, Vegeta's going to kill someone if they try anything else."
"It is probably the hormones from being pregnant," Ron added, trying to catch Harry's eye.
Harry stared down at the table, and shook his head. He still wasn't talking to him.
"Even so Ron, Vegeta is a little unstable right now and he's getting worse. Goku doesn't seem to be able to keep a tight grip on him," Hermione said.
"There is something wrong with two guys going out with each other. It's just not normal," Seamus Finnigan piped up as he stuffed a piece of toast in his mouth.
Harry's head snapped up to glare at his classmate.
"Y-," Ron began quietly, but Harry slammed out of his seat before he could finish.
"I'll see you in class Hermione." Harry grabbed his book bag and left. As he walked down the aisle everything that was laid out on the table slid onto the floor as he walked by, leaving a huge mess in his wake.
The Hall fell quiet as the faint aura surrounded Gryffindor's Golden Boy. A few moments later Draco also left. Only one student noticed a similar aura on the other side of the Hall. Pansy was still recovering from the attack but she didn't miss the silver aura around Draco as he left.
"What's the matter with you?!"
"What did I do?" Ron said not understanding why his girlfriend was upset.
"Don't you understand?"
"What? Seamus said it, not me. I was going to. . ." Ron was confused and missed his friend, but this was just too much.
"Listen Ron you don't have to agree with it but you could at least be happy for Harry. If you were any kind of a friend you would support him with this. It's not like that he had any choice in the matter for who he could have as a boyfriend," Hermione shot back.
"Damn it, Hermione! I do support him, but I can't even talk to him about it. There are way too many guys in this school for Harry to go out with. Why does it have to be Malfoy? He's been a total prick to everyone, especially you. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't care. What I can't believe is that you have been going to visit with them."
"Harry's right, Ron. He's changed. Draco is somehow different," Hermione pleaded. She obviously couldn't tell him about the soul mate issue yet. He needed to come around first, and that wasn't going to happen if he kept his heart and mind closed.
'Oh, so now it's Draco. Well, I still don't trust him. If anything happens to Harry because of Malfoy it will be on your head for helping them," Ron spat. "Of course, I wouldn't know, because he won't even talk to me," he muttered.
The tall redhead grabbed his stuff and left. Hermione sat at the table wondering where did she go wrong with the conversation. Ron just needed to see Draco for who he really was and that he could make Harry happy.
"Oh, bugger." Hermione said, realizing she too should go to class.
~oOo@oOo~
Vegeta and Goku touched down in the pitch. The grass was still wet with the early morning dew, the mist slowly giving way to the sun.
"Geta, what happen?"
"It's Snape."
"What about him?"
"Have you noticed something about him, Kakarott?" Vegeta asked.
"Other than the fact that I had a hard time trying to keep him away from you? It kind of surprised me," Goku said, hand behind his head in embarrassment.
"No, something else. . ." Vegeta said thoughtfully.
"Like what?"
"Like he's hiding something."
"Oh, that. Yeah, I noticed it, but I can't put my finger on it." Goku replied.
"He can block me." Vegeta suddenly blurted out.
"How's that possible? I mean. . ."
"The old man can do it too but that's only because he's a powerful wizard," Vegeta cut in. "But Snape. . . He's powerful but not like Dumbledore. He has a hidden power that I'm sure he's not even aware of."
"Geta, what are you saying?" Goku asked.
"I'm saying that there are only a few people who can block a telepath. One is the old man. Another is any of the family members of the Royal House of Vegetasei."
"But that would mean that Snape would have to be Saiyan," Goku said.
"Hn."
"So, how do we find out?" Goku asked looking thoughtful.
Vegeta smirked.
/Oh, no./ That look only spelled trouble and that was something Goku was trying hard not to get into.
"Just leave it me, Kakarott. The less you know the better," Vegeta finally said.
Goku gave a resigned sigh. He didn't want to know.
Vegeta smirked and waved his tail behind him seductively. A fire burned in his dark eyes. Kakarott was the only one who could ignite those ebony windows. The searing want they held Vegeta reserved only for him.
The large male pulled his mate close to his chest, coiling his tail around Vegeta's thigh. The earth-raised Saiyan always knew how to calm his volatile mate. A kiss placed on the right sensitive spot, a well-placed nip on the neck, or a tail rubbing against any other place would produce helpless mewls of pleasure. Soon the mated pair was rolling around on the pitch forgetting about the heated dispute in the Great Hall.
~oOo@oOo~
Harry was on his way to his History of Magic class when Draco caught up to him. The blonde pulled him aside, totally unaware of the angry pair of eyes watching them.
"Harry, what happened?"
"Nothing," he muttered, staring at the floor.
"Liar. You know better than to try to pull one over on me. Now, I know that the weasel said something to you because you just made a mess in the Great Hall and I'm sorry to say that I couldn't do anything to prevent that from happening. You're mad about something. Now, what is it?" Draco said.
"His name is Ron," Harry chastised. He didn't care how mad he was at his friend. Harry just wasn't going to let his boyfriend or anyone else disrespect him.
"Sorry," Draco said apologetically.
"They just. . .it hurts. . . ," Harry whispered as tears ran freely down his face.
Draco captured his boyfriend's face in both his hands and wiped away the tears with his thumbs.
"I thought he was my friend," he said sadly.
"He is, Harry. He's just being a stubborn git about this. Don't worry about it. Just give him some time to sort this out for himself. For now just concentrate on school and deal with him when the time comes, alright?" Draco said.
"Okay," Harry answered, leaning into Draco's hand on his face.
Just as Harry about to leave the warmth and comfort of Draco's embrace, the blonde brought his lips down upon his. Their tongues danced around each other. Harry let a low moan escape from the back of his throat. The lower part of their bodies was instantly set ablaze. Their auras slightly glowed but it wasn't as intense as before. When the pulled apart for air, looking into each other's eyes they knew. They knew that whatever force was drawing them together was getting stronger.
They looked around carefully making sure that no one saw the intimate display. When they saw that the coast was clear they went their separate ways. Harry went to class with a cheeky smile and thoughts of ravishing Draco.
A lone figure stepped from behind a wide pillar dressed in black, silver and emerald. Narrowed eyes followed after the Slytherin prince. The person's balled fists were aching as sharp fingernails dug into tender flesh.
"It seems that I was right, but no matter. I will have you Draco, no matter what," Pansy muttered to herself as she went to class thinking of a plan to get the Malfoy heir. This was something that she was going to keep to herself. Knowing Blaise, he would blab everything back to Draco. A smile crept to her lips as a plan formed.
~oOo@oOo~
The Halloween party was now three days away. Harry was getting even more nervous as the day drew nearer. He and Draco had talked about the dance and they decided that it was best that should take someone else. However, both thought if they couldn't go together they wouldn't take anyone at all.
Goku was sitting at the Gryffindor table stuffing his face at lunchtime when Hermione sat down next to him. It would only be a matter of time before the others started piling in.
"Uh, Goku can I ask you something?"
"Sure."
"Well, I'm just a little curious about your relationship with Vegeta. . . ," she started feeling her face burn.
"Aaannd?"
"Uh, well I was wondering if you. . .I mean that, er. . .you see, um, Harry has a book and it talks about being bound to your mate for life and such and I want to know what would happen if you decided not to bond with him?"
Goku put his fork down. He didn't shovel his food into his mouth like he usually would. He looked at her carefully and sighed. "I'm not going to lie to you, Hermione. Most of what I know about Saiyan mating rituals I learned from Vegeta. I was raised here on earth. You might want to talk with Vegeta about bonds."
Hermione looked terrified at the thought of having to talk with the pregnant Saiyan. "Thanks Goku."
"Not a problem," he answered, grinning, and went back to eating.
~*~
The prince was standing alone in a classroom with Remus Lupin. Sirius had gone to check on the wolfsbane that Snape was making for Remus since the full moon was just two days away. Goku left because his stomach was getting the better of him. Everyone just laughed as the bottomless pit erupted loudly in class as he and Vegeta were practicing with their selected group of Gryffindors and Slytherins.
The distant sound of students in the corridors hurrying to their next classes was long gone as Vegeta walked around the room. Goku had made him stay behind since his morning sickness was still giving him problems. It wouldn't do Vegeta any good to throw-up in the Great Hall in front of everyone. As soon as Goku finished he would be back for the next class: seventh year Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws.
The prince eyed the weaponry that decorated one of the walls in the classroom. He stood poised in front of it while gently rubbing his gloved hand over the bulge of his tummy.
There were various weapons from throughout the ages, including swords, flails, knives, battle-axes, shields, staffs, crossbows and arrows. There was one in particular that caught his eye, mounted high above the rest. It was positioned between two spears.
Vegeta looked back at the golden-eyed professor. Remus was engrossed in marking tests that he had just finished collecting, and he wasn't paying the shorter male any attention.
Vegeta levitated off the floor to get a better look at the gleaming sword. The sword looked unused but to the trained eye one could see the slight nicks and scratches as well as the strange inscription, but for the most part the weapon was remarkable.
The blade was 37 inches long made from the finest steel with a wide quillion for hand protection. The hilt was bound with leather for a firm two-handed grip. Just below the blade was a red symbol - the symbol of Vegetasei, Vegeta's family crest.
"Oh, Kami," the prince murmured.
"Are you okay up there?" Remus had heard Vegeta. Now, as the teacher thought about it Sirius made perfect sense. Remus was had more in common with Vegeta and Goku than he had realized. Remus had an acute sense of smell and hearing, which was even sharper since it was so close to a full moon.
He looked up to see Vegeta hovering in the air staring at one the many swords that were on display in the classroom.
"Hai, everything is fine."
Remus went back to his work without another thought towards the royal's behavior. It was expected that Vegeta would just act weird because of his pregnancy.
Vegeta lifted the sword and gently touched down. He unconsciously walked over to Remus' desk and sat down in the vacant chair next to it. He was still eyeing the sword.
"Oh, I see you found everyone's favorite weapon," the professor said, pointing to the sword with his quill.
Vegeta looked at him. "Favorite?"
"Yes. No one seems to know what's written on the blade. To be perfectly honest I think the language is dead. It's beautifully handcrafted. Its origins remain a mystery. However, Snape seems to have had an interest in it," Remus explained.
"Snape?"
"Yeah, he always seems to get some type of longing in his eyes whenever he comes in here and looks at it; but he would cover it quickly before I could figure it out," Remus replied.
Once again Vegeta looked at the sword as if remembering something. "It says: Vegeta, King and Ruler of Vegetasei."
Remus' jaw nearly hit his desk. "You're a-a King?"
"Yes and no. I am a Prince. This sword belonged to my Father. Whoever unseats the King rules Vegetasei, but they also needed this sword to prove my Father's dethroning." Vegeta found himself in a talkative mood. He seldom had talked about his planet or the loss of his people. This piece of metal was the only link to his past and what could have been.
He sat there thinking about the time when the Headmaster came to talk to him about his Father.
~ Flashback ~
Goku hastily kissed Vegeta before leaving 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.
Vegeta looked at the wizard. "What game are you trying to play?"
Dumbledore sat down in the chair the Goku was occupying just minutes before. "You and your mate are here to fulfil a debt of your Father's. In return you will receive something far more valuable than gold."
"I'm not interested in money, old man. So just get to the point," Vegeta hissed.
"Believe it or not Vegeta, you have some magical powers. You can't cast spells or incantations. Your unique gift is your telepathy. The reason for that is because of your Mother. A terrible monster was chasing your parents and aunt.
"Frieza," Vegeta whispered.
Dumbledore nodded, "And he would do anything to get his hands on them and you. Your Father found Hogwarts, but I'll spare you the details on that. His mate was about to give birth. Your Mother's sister was also due. Because of the magical wards around Hogwarts Frieza was unable to trace them here.
Your aunt was under too must stress from traveling and went into labor early. Our dear Madam Pomfrey did everything that she could for her but in the end there was nothing more she could do. When your aunt died she left behind her only child. You were born just a few days later. Your Father thought that it would be best if we kept the child. In payment for our kindness he left us a gift, but we have no need of something as elegant as that.
He somehow knew that you would come here someday to reclaim it. Also he left your armor in my care -"
"What about Kakarott's?" Vegeta interrupted.
"Ah, we had to search for that," Dumbledore smiled as he peered over the rims of his half-moon shape glasses.
"How did you know that I was here on earth?" Vegeta asked curiously.
"Your energy, or should I say, your magical energy alerted us to your presence. Since then we have kept an eye on you during your time on earth."
"So, instead of keeping what my Father gave you, you decided that Kakarott and I should help get those two brats together."
"You catch on very quick," Dumbledore replied as he got up to leave.
"Wait a minute. Where's the gift? And where is my cousin?"
"Now that, my dear boy, is for you to discover on your own. Now, I must go. It seems that Goku is causing a scene in the Great Hall." Dumbledore left without another word.
Vegeta growled. He really hated the aging wizard.
~ End of flashback ~
Vegeta sat deep in thought as the next set of students poured into the classroom. The next batch of seventh years already looked out. Luckily for them, today was for books and lectures. Vegeta would have enjoyed taunting the fearful brats.
He had a cousin somewhere in the school that was about his age. Kami, it's going to be like finding a needle in a haystack. Hmm, maybe not. He suddenly had a very good guess of who it might be.
Vegeta carefully replaced the blade, telling Remus that he would retrieve it later. He sat in one of desks in the far corner of the room. Vegeta closed his eyes listening to the teacher give out instructions for the upcoming test that was scheduled for the following week.
~oOo@oOo~
Harry and Hermione were standing by the food table with Ron not that far away. They watched Goku go all out on the poor desserts and meats. They were extremely grateful that the Hall was dark and that no one could see him pig out. The trio had found out, before their blow-up, that Saiyans had monstrous appetites. Vegeta was more reserved, and ate with impeccable table manners. He ate slowly, carefully chewing all of his food. Goku, on the other hand, just shoveled everything into his mouth, hardly taking time to chew. He went straight in for the kill and swallowed just about everything whole.
Vegeta stood near Harry, once again daring Ron to come near.
The Hall was decorated with floating pumpkins and candles. The ghosts appeared from time to time giving the Hall a haunted feeling. The ceiling was bewitched to show the evening sky. Thunder resounded in the Great Hall as lightening crackled against the windows. The full moon stayed hidden from view to keep the Saiyan couple from transforming, although the staff wasn't sure how long that would last.
Draco was about to enter the Hall when a pale hand tapped him on his shoulder. He turned to face, "Pansy, I thought that I was rid of you."
"Tsk, tsk, Draco, you didn't ask me to the dance," she said as she slipped her arms around his neck, leaning in closer to him.
Draco had to refrain from gagging as Pansy pressed her breasts against his broad chest. "You have a boyfriend remember. Besides, I'm off the market," he said as he tried to remove her tentacles from around his neck.
"Oh, really. I didn't know that you had a girlfriend. So, who is the lucky girl? She obviously isn't a Slytherin. Hmm, a Ravenclaw perhaps?" Pansy was fishing.
"None of your business. Now, if you will excuse me." Draco detached himself and proceeded into the Hall, not sparing a backward glance.
Pansy followed. It wasn't long after that when Blaise showed. She was barely containing her anger. /Damn that Potter!/ she thought.
Harry stared as he caught sight of his boyfriend walking into the Great Hall. Dumbledore allowed the students and teachers to wear formal attire for the dance. His mouth must have dropped open because the next thing he knew Hermione was closing it for him.
"You're starting to drool," she said trying to fight the urge to giggle at her friend.
Harry continued to stare at Draco. The blonde gracefully walked into the Hall. Draco was wearing a dark, almost black suit. His hair was pulled into a neat ponytail that was tied with a silk ribbon. He wished that they could be together but yet again Fate was not smiling kindly on them.
And as the evening went on, Harry had to watch the boy that he was falling hopelessly in love with from afar.
~oOo@oOo~
The week passed all too quickly for Draco. Tomorrow was the first match of the Quidditch season and he was nervous. He looked over at his bedmate and smiled. Harry looked so peaceful when he was sleeping. Dark eyelashes kissed tinted cheeks. Tousled hair that could never be tamed made the young wizard look even more appealing. Just beneath the strands of bangs lay the lightening bolt scar that separated the Gryffindor from any other wizard.
With his atrocious glasses off, Draco clearly saw that the Boy-Who-Lived looked more like a man, but Harry still possessed his child-like innocence. Much to Draco's chagrin it reminded him of Goku.
The older male stayed oblivious to most things about him except for Vegeta. The students were in love with Goku for his cheery smile, outgoing nature, and carefree personality. He was at ease with everyone including Professor Snape. Draco had seen his aggressive side with Pansy, but it seemed to be hidden most of the time. Draco had been amused at the pair when the four of them went on a picnic just to get away for a Saturday afternoon.
~ Flashback ~
They were on the other side of the lake, away from prying eyes, where Goku had ITed them. The older male had finally explain to them that he could move as a mass of light traveling at 186,000 miles per second. The young wizards were impressed, Vegeta just snorted. He still couldn't get the hang of the technique and couldn't be bothered with the mechanics of learning it while he was pregnant. He simply didn't have the patience to learn something new now.
Draco and Harry were sitting underneath a tree not far away from Goku and Vegeta.
The prince was lying on Goku's lap with his eyes closed and his hands were on his now visible round belly. Goku was stroking the gravity defying locks taking in their surroundings. He looked like he was mediating or something. Then the strangest thing happened.
The animals from nearby were edging closer to him and his mate. Harry and Draco had never seen anything as enchanting. Forest elves silently crept closer as did fairies and birds.
Goku opened his eyes and greeted the forest creatures that would normally stay in hiding far away from prying eyes and humans. Goku had an amazing gift of attracting things that were of nature. Even Hedwig, Harry's owl, would hoot or dance around whenever she caught sight of the gentle Saiyan.
It seems that the Saiyans, or at least Goku, had some type of magic.
~ End flashback ~
It had been two months since they had secretly gotten together. Draco was sure that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with the Boy-Who-Lived. Thinking carefully about how to break the news to his father, Draco eased out of bed, mindful not to wake Harry. The raven-haired Gryffindor had being feeling a little sick since the Halloween party.
He sat down at the desk and pulled out a piece of parchment, quill and ink.
After writing the letter to his father, Draco proceeded to get dressed, then slipped out of the tower to go get something to eat. Then he was going to send his letter off. If everything worked to his advantage, he would have his cake and eat too, as the Muggle saying went.
~oOo@oOo~
The game against Ravenclaw was challenging but Slytherin came out on top. Unfortunately, Harry wasn't able to attend the game because he was still a little under the weather. He had told Draco to give it his all. Draco was hurt that his boyfriend wouldn't be attending, but he understood that Harry was not up to going.
Harry wanted so badly to go to the game to cheer Draco on, but Goku had insisted that he stay in bed for the day and rest. It turned out to be a good thing that he didn't go; otherwise the professors would have had a hard time explaining why the pitch was destroyed.
Draco had caught the golden snitch early in the match. Slytherin was screaming with joy at their first win of the season. Even Gryffindor was a bit impressed by the easy win. The green and silver house poured onto the pitch to crowd around their star Seeker. Draco was gliding down to the field when a bludger struck him hard in the shoulder.
The crowd screamed as the blonde leaned forward trying to hold on to his broom. The bludger rebounded and slammed into Draco again. The Slytherin Seeker could no longer keep his grip on his broom and slumped to the side and fell off. The shock of impact was devastating to all including Snape.
He had tried with some success to slow his godson's descent. Draco didn't hit the grass as hard but it was hard enough to make him lose consciousness. Before he blacked out, he heard the loud cracking of his bones. He was in a lot of pain before his world thankfully went black. The crowd stayed motionless as Snape and Madam Pomfrey attended to the unconscious boy. An eerie silence fell over the stadium.
The question hung in the air as to what went wrong. Why did the bludger go after Draco after he had caught the snitch?
One person had a satisfied look on their face as Draco was carried away from the field on a conjured stretcher.
~*~*~
Harry bolted upright in his bed, a silent scream caught in his throat. He was soaking wet from sweat. He couldn't understand what was happening to him. He lay back down thinking it was another nightmare about Voldemort and put the thought out of his head. Yet, his heart was telling him something else. He was groggy and panting for air as he dragged himself out of bed. He needed to change his bedclothes and get clean bed linens.
He summoned a house elf to change his sheets and went back to bed, but he was woken a short time later.
Goku, along with a few other Gryffindors, were sitting in his common room talking about what had taken place on the pitch. No one could come up with a good reason as to why that deadly ball struck Draco.
He was slowly making his way to Harry's bedroom when the young witch called out to him.
You don't have to do this," Hermione said in a hushed tone.
"But I want to."
"Goku, you know what's going to happen when you tell him, right?"
"Hai, I know Hermione." She gave him a reassuring smile. This was going to be a nightmare. Once he told Harry all hell was going to break loose.
All eyes were on the retreating figure. Everyone was nervous. They weren't sure how their Housemate would take the news. While the match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw had been easy, the aftermath had been brutal. The silver and green team came out as the victors, but not without some casualties.
~oOo@oOo~
The light was dim in the private room the medi-witch had setup for the injured Slytherin. Madam Pomfrey had left twenty minutes ago, leaving the prince alone with her patient. She told him that Draco had suffered from numerous broken ribs and a broken leg. The wrist bones in his left hand were shattered. Draco also had some cuts and bruises that were very visible because of his alabaster skin. Fortunately, the cushioning spell that Snape had cast prevented any type of head trauma.
Madam Pomfrey had placed a deep healing spell on the young teen. She wasn't too sure as to when he would gain consciousness.
Vegeta sat next to the prone body lying in the hospital bed. He sensed another presence in the room. He turned around to stare into mirror obsidian orbs. "You don't strike me as the caring type, Snape. What brings you here?"
"Since Malfoy is in Slytherin it is my duty as Head of House to see how he is doing. Besides, Draco is my godson. His father would kill me if I wasn't looking after his son properly."
Vegeta turned to look at the Potions master. He got up out of the chair and stood next to the teacher. "You are just full of surprises."
"So, I've been told."
"But there's one thing that I just can't figure out about you Snape," Vegeta said as he closed the distance between. His movements were subtle.
Snape hated having his personal space invaded. Vegeta was starting to make him nervous and he didn't like it, not one damn bit.
"You can block my telepathy. How's that professor?"
Snape was startled by Vegeta's admission but he didn't let it show on his face. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Vegeta edged closer to the tall male. Snape unconsciously backed away from the Saiyan prince until his back was pressing again a wall. "You see, only a Saiyan with royal blood could block me, or a wizard that is powerful as Dumbledore, which you are not."
"I beg your pardon?"
Vegeta's eyes took on a predatory look, but Snape missed it as the prince flipped him over onto his stomach against the wall and leaned into him. Snape attempted to throw the smaller male off him, but he seemed to be rooted to the spot.
Vegeta whispered into his ear. His voice purred as his auburn tail came from around his waist. The furry appendage stroked Snape's face tenderly. The professor was confused and wasn't sure what was happening. The royal had trapped him. His mind turned to mush as skillful fingers worked their way down his back along his spine as if they were searching for something.
Then something totally unexpected happened. He groaned. Not only did he groan but also his breathing was becoming heavier. Vegeta had pressed his fingers into his lower back at the base of his spine.
Vegeta suddenly jerked away from him. Snape tried futiley to get his breathing under control. Severus had known about that spot. He tried at all costs to avoid having anyone, himself included, touch it. If anyone had known of the lustful sensations a touch there created, he would have been a complete and utter mess.
Coming back from the short orgasmic trip, Snape turned dangerous onyx eyes to the smirking prince. "Don't know wh-"
"WHERE'S DRACO?!" Harry ran into the room at full speed, cutting off any thing that Snape was going to say to Vegeta.
Harry threw open the curtain and saw his boyfriend unmoving in the bed. He sat down and cried into the blankets that covered the Slytherin. Goku entered a few minutes later.
Vegeta stared at his mate and walked past him, not looking back at the teacher. Snape remained in the room until Harry cried himself asleep. He was confused about what Vegeta did. How did the prince know that he would react like that? What other secrets was Vegeta keeping?
~oOo@oOo~
The Potions instructor was about to enter his chambers when he was roughly pushed inside after saying his password. Snape stumbled into his room. He turned on his attacker, recovering quickly and brandishing his wand.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't hex you into oblivion?" Snape drawled.
"Because I hold the answers to your true heritage."
"Really? And what would that be?" Snape asked not taking his eyes or his wand off the arrogant male.
"You're a Saiyan."
Snape looked into mirrored obsidian orbs. Only one thought was going though his mind: Albus must be having a good laugh at his expense right about now. Damn that old wizard.
~ TBC ~
A/N: Well, it seems that we got a lot of things going on. Looks like Snape got a real nasty shock. What made that bludger hit Draco? Give you one good guess. Tell me your thoughts and any comments that you might have ^_~
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Teaser for Chapter 7: Saiyans, Slytherins, and Lucius
"You have no right to be here."
"I have every right," Harry said.
"You're nothing more than a passing fling to him. Do you think that his Father is going to accept you? I can give him everything that he wants and needs. What do you have to offer? He loves me."
"No, you're lying!" Harry hissed.
"Am I? Has he ever told you that he loves you? No? Why would he when he loves me? Now, leave before he wakes up."
Harry did the only thing that he could do. He fled from Draco's private room with tears streaming down his sun-kissed face. He ran from the castle. He needed to get away. The harsh words were haunting him over and over again: "Has he ever told you that he loves you? He loves me."
It couldn't be true, could it?
Nemesis ^_~