Not Heaven, Not Hell, But Somewhere In Between
By Littletrickstergirl
Harry Potter / Dragon Ball Z
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Nor do I own Dragon Ball Z. However much I wish I did, we have
agreed that I do not have the brains necessary to create such works.
Alright Guys I appreciate those who , like me, appreciate a good crossover. Aye…aye…okay down to business. I NEED SLASHES FOR GOHAN AND HARRY. LET ME KNOW. I will pair Ginny with one of them.
SOON!
Chapter Two: On The Battle Field With The Malfoy's
"Welcome to Diagon Ally Mr. Son. Does it live up to your expectations?"
"Well, it's a bit medieval don't you think? Never the less, it's got charm. In Veggie's vocabulary that would Sayian for 'I LOVE IT!' And I have to admit, I think I am becoming rather fond of it." Gohan admonished. Being himself he didn't let many feeling onto his face. But he allowed the Headmaster this. He was actually quite fond of the whole setting. Being as he was raised with Bulma's technology around him.
Gohan grinned at Dumbledor. "I should very much like see if I can annoy you with pointless questions about that brick wall thing. But I think I'll save the Monkey'n around for Veggie boy." Dumbledor actually laughed out loud at this. Son Gohan seemed not to care a wit that he was being so frank with one who could expel him. It was refreshing for the old codger.
"So Mr. Son. What do you think about looking around. I've already seen to your Gringotts account." With this Dumbledor gave over a pouch of money to the Japanese boy. Gohan tapped his finger to his chin thought fully. He supposed neither his mom or Bulma wouldn't approve of any sweets he brought back for Trunks. And his mom would be up on him about his study's so…. "Do you think we could go to that bookstore you mentioned?" Dumbledor nodded saying that it would be an excellent idea. But before they went any farther, he had a very important question for the boy. One that would effect his perspective on Gohan.
"Lemon drop?"
Molly Weasley's P.O.V
Molly Weasley was very excited. It was taking everything she had to stop herself from bubbling over and bouncing up and down like her 11 year old daughter Ginny. That hunk of a wizard, Gilderoy Lockhart was signing autographs for his new book 'Magical Me'. If the plump red head had the money she would most certainly buy it. However Molly was on a tight enough budget as all of her children needed a complete set of his books any way. So she was to be contented with having their text books signed. Oh, that Lockhart did have the most wonderfully brilliant smile….
"Mum fancies him." Fred announced.
Molly whipped around to face her children. Dimly she spotted out of the corner of her eyes that her son Ron and his best friends Harry Potter and Hermione Granger had met up with them as planned. But she put it to the back of her mind. She also managed to go the famous Weasley red from Fred's, or was is George?'s, comment. She managed to quickly pull herself together and chide the twins. Done she looked over the 3 new comers. She almost sighed out loud when she saw Harry with a disgusted look on his face at the line. He was so pitifully skinny. If she ever got her wand on those muggles they'd wish they'd never…….
"Ah, why hello Molly." A familiarly calm voice said from behind making a shiver sweep down her. Molly jumped spun around. Dumbledor stood there in another set of ridiculous robes, smiling widely enjoying her surprise, eyes twinkling madly. His presence itself made her wonder. The headmaster was rarely seen in public anymore. "Hello Albus. What brings you here?" "Hello Professor!" "Good day Harry."
Molly spotted movement out of the corner of her eye. A young boy about Ginny's age was standing quietly beside Dumbledor. He had spiky black hair that looked a bit like Harry's and piercing eyes to match. He seemed to be assessing her, but Molly pretended not to notice as she surveyed the rest of him. He was obviously well built, wearing a strange loose, white shirt with a high collar and cuffed sleeves. His posture was military straight and his stance confident. His pants were loose as well, but not enough to hide the rest of his very built body. She wondered at his shoes, as they looked more like slippers, and made no sound as he fidgeted slightly. The expression on his face was serious but his eyes showed amusement of which she saw no reason for.
Dumbledor left off his discussion with Harry noticing that he'd left Gohan to wait behind him uncomfortably. He smiled and nodded at the boy. He nodded back and inquired something in a language Molly could not identify while the Headmaster nodded repeatedly. The young tussle headed boy turned to her with a smile on his face. He bowed slightly to her. "Sorry Madame, for making you uncomfortable. I ought to introduce myself. My name is Son Gohan."
Molly almost sniffed out loud at the well mannered boy before her. He was such a polite thing. "Well met Son. I'm Molly Weasley. I'm assuming that you're starting Hogwarts this year?" She asked curiously. Gohan nodded his head eagerly. Molly smiled kindly at him. "Excellent. All my boys attend. In fact Ginny's starting this year. GINNY!" She called her daughter over to her. The little red head wandered over from her brothers a little confused. Molly took her by the hand. "Ginny dear. I'd like you to meet Son Gohan. He's starting his first year at Hogwarts just like you."
End Mrs. Weasley's P.O.V
Normal P.O.V
Mrs. Weasley watched in amusement. "Hello Gohan. It's nice to met you." Ginny blushed shyly. Gohan smiled charmingly at her. "Ms. Ginny the pleasure is all mine." he bowed to her. Ginny's blush only deepened and Gohan pretended that he didn't seem to notice she had started turning flame red, mumbling and her head bowed down. "Ginny dear, stand up straight and stop mumbling. The poor boy can't understand a thing your saying!" Mrs. Weasley chided her daughter. She lifted her head but the blush receded from her face slowly.
She left the two to talk as the line moved forward.
Ginny Weasley's P.O.V
Ginny couldn't believe this boy. She'd been talking to The Twins Fred and George, or Gred and Feorge as they called themselves, who'd been telling her all about the troll they'd had to fight in order to be sorted into a house while she snuck glances at Harry who was making disgusted faces at Lockhart with her brother. She snickered when Fred made the comment about his mum fancying Lockhart and almost laughed out loud when she tried to deny it. She heard her mum squeak a little and start berating Dumbledor for sneaking up on her. She ignored the adult talk until her mom called her over and introduced her to a spiky raven haired boy her age.
Son Gohan was quite the boy. He was almost painfully polite when her mum was in hearing range, but she liked it that he seemed to ignore her horribly embarrassing mother. Gohan just look at her with a twisted smile on his face, when her mum was out of sight. "Don't worry. My mother Chichi is the same way. Only probably about 10 times worse." He said the last part in a conspiratorial whisper.
Ginny found out that Gohan was kind and caring and understood her several older brothers problem. She didn't know it, but Gohan felt like the youngest brother in the Z fighters family. Especially to Piccolo and Vegita. He made her laugh and after that first initial greeting, she wasn't blushing non stop. That he was extremely cute was a bonus. And he noticed her, unlike Harry. She thought this a little bitterly.
Her mum introduced her to Harry, Hermione, and her brother Ron, interrupting a very serious conversation about the houses. Gohan got along well with the 3, but for some reason she could help but feel he was more comfortable talking to her. Surprisingly he'd never heard of Harry before and respected the boys space by not asking. Ginny could see confusion and respect in the Harry Potter's emerald eyes.
"Oye!" That was Ron. Some reporter was pushing him out of the way while he snapped photo's of Lockhart. Ginny seemed to be the only female in the joint that wasn't impressed.
End Ginny's P.O.V
Normal P.O.V
Gohan saw Gilderoy Lockhart look up at the commotion. He saw Ron, then scanned the other faces in the crowd. He paled at the sight of Gohan but quickly averted his eyes to Harry. And stared. Leaping to his feet he gasped so dramatically Gohan was sure the man had practiced it for this very occasion. Though he still couldn't believe how people treated the bespectacled boy. It was demeaning.
"I can't be Harry Potter!" Harry was roughly grabbed and dragged to the front of the store. After a few embarrassing pictures, though which Harry managed to scowl in all of them, he was presented with Lockhart's full set of books. Complete with speech, obviously rehearsed. Gohan racked his brain, he knew Lockhart was familiar he just couldn't remember where from.
Anyway after the cheering and laughing Harry dumped all his books in Ginny's cauldron, telling her she could keep them. They tried to walk out of the store as quickly as they could , Ginny blushing like a tomato beside Gohan.
"Bet you loved that didn't you Potty!"
Blond hair. Pale skin. Silvery gray eye's. Very skinny. Dressed in obviously expensive clothes. Horribly unflattering smirk on the corner of his mouth. 'Well at least he'll make a sad picture in his coffin.' Gohan thought automatically. It was like a reflex for the demi-sayian. If Gohan hated a person, he knew it from the moment he saw him. And Gohan had a feeling that if this annoying little ferret kept talking….well lets just say that it would be in the interests of his dignity to shut up.
"Famous Harry Potter. Can't even go into a book store with out making the front page," the dead-boy-walking-but-doesn't-know-it-yet sneered. "Leave him alone! He didn't want all that!" Gohan turned in surprise at the angry little redhead beside him. She glared at him and Gohan smiled pleasantly at 'The Pale One'.
"Potter! You've got yourself a girlfriend!" The boy sneered again. "You better shut it Malfoy!" Gohan could tell that, at the moment, all Harry Potter saw was red. He defiantly didn't notice the Malfoy-look-alike-but-is-obviously-4 -times-older, come up behind him. Gohan stroked his chin look thoughtfully at the Malfoy boy. "Well…." he said loudly getting Malfoy's attention. Curiosity and contempt showed it's self in his face. "And who are you. Another mud blood?" Gohan offered his hand and shook with Him.
"Son Gohan. 1st year. And potentially the one who's going to send your ass to hell."
"Draco Malfoy. And how dare you speak to me you little mud blood, I'll have you know I am the purest of blood there is. What till my father hears about this!" Gohan simply looked at him in pity. Shaking his head Gohan thrust his hands into his pockets.
"Tut tut tut. Such language, you stuck up bastard. But I understand you must be jealous of Harry. His girlfriends an awfully lot better looking than yours." Gohan indicated to the now infuriated and rosy cheeked boy to the older man behind them.
"Father! You won't believe what this boy is saying about our family. It's disrespectful to out family name! And he called you my…my.." Draco Malfoy quivered under the furious look his father gave him at being insulted by a first year, failing to defend himself, and then losing more face by wining to him in public. He pushed his boy aside with his cane and walked forward to look Gohan up and down.
"I assure you that you should keep your nose out of business that you don't understand boy!" Mr. Malfoy informed Gohan stiffly and so coldly that it would have frozen Santa Clause. Gohan simply grinned impishly and made a pleasant comment about something crawling up his ass and dying that morning.
Doing the only thing he could to save face, he ignored Gohan and proceeded to inquire Harry about his scar and provoke Mr. W3easly who'd wandered over. Mr. Malfoy then crossed the line and Gohan put him on his "Thing to take care of!" list.
He picked up a load of books from Ginny's caldron and started to insult the Weasley's financial status. Gohan made the tut tuting noise again making every one look at him. He look Lucius Malfoy right in the eye. "It's really okay you know." Gohan said in a soft soothing voice. "If your jealous of these wonderful people, you just had to say something. But they are quite tired of you know so if you please I suggest you talk you girlfriend home and sup a nice cup of tea."
If looks could kill Gohan would be roasting in the worst pit in Hell by now. Mr. Malfoy grabbed his son by the robes and unceremoniously dragged him out of the shop, stopping once at the door to look back. Gohan smirked and gave him the one finger salute in perfect formation. Malfoy scowled stalking out the door muttering curses under his breath.
Gohan heard Dumbledor call for him from the other side of the store. He yelled back and turned around to say good bye to the Weasley's. They, Harry, and Hermione stared at Gohan. Silently. The demi-sayian shrugged nervously and backed away slowly stuttering goodbye's. He left a few minutes later with the headmaster, but when he was just out side the door he heard very loud cheering from the direction of Ginny, Fred, George, Ron, Harry, and even Mr. Weasley.
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So what did you think? Sorry I didn't get it out as soon as I wished I could have. But I do have a life of my own. Not to mention I'm sick as a dog at the moment. Well not like a dog per say but you get my drift.
Don't you?
Okay I know Gohan's a little eccentric in this fic. But he will NOT be a nerd. If it's one thing I hate about the series it's that they make him a nerd. It's so unfair.
Aww well. Here is a parting quote for today. "I'm going to Heaven, to have a Hell of a party!" Ironic no?
- Littletrickstergirl says: I better get some more reviewers for my other fics. Check out THE LEGEND AND LEGACY OF ESROHE WOLFESIN. It's an HP fic.