A/N: Though Sonya and Hermione are over seventeen now, the war is still ongoing- to the guest question. The books diverged at the end of sixth year. Dumbledore is still alive, and the war wages on back in Britain. Which is why Kingsley was so eager to get Sonya away, and why the Horcrux was still in play.

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Chapter 4

Sonya had dragged Hermione and Tonks out that weekend. She had to find something to wear for the dance. Thankfully, for her sanity, they found something in the very first shop. The dress was evergreen in colour, the top was wrapped and had long sleeves and the skirt fell to the floor and simple green silk ties met at the back, forming a bow. It was free of any other adornments, which meant choosing jewellery and shoes would therefore be much simpler. This was also good for Hermione and Tonks who had been worried that she would stress herself out trying to find the 'perfect' dress.

Hermione would be going as part of a group of friends from her classes, so they also went looking for a dress for her. The black dress was to the floor and had a lace covered top that left her arms bare, and a silver belt.

"So, you and Jaheem, it's getting serious," Tonks said.

Sonya smiled. "Yeah, it seems to be. We're really getting on well. I love spending time with him. And I think he likes being with me."

"The way he's always calling you and trying to meet up with you, I am sure you're right," Hermione laughed.

Sonya fidgeted a bit at their grins. "What?"

"So, how far have you both gone?" Tonks teased.

Sonya blushed. "Not that far! We've kissed, hugged. Nothing much more."

"But you want more!" Hermione's grin was growing.

"I am not discussing this anymore!"

"Rose, my true name is T'challa and I am a Prince- heir to the throne of Wakanda," he said, pacing. He stopped, suddenly. "No, that's not right. Perhaps coming straight out and just saying that is not the best way. A little build up, maybe?" He groaned and sat down on his bed. For days, he had been trying to think of how to tell her who he was. He had the when, and the where. But not the how. The words just never seemed right. He kept trying, and hitting a wall. Hopefully, the words would come to him tomorrow night, when she was with him, and while they were having a good time. He was sure it would be best for them to enjoy themselves for a while before he told her the truth. It was a massive thing for her to learn, and he wanted her to have a nice night first.

There was a knock on the door, and he looked up. "Come in," he said, surprised. Hardly anyone would interrupt him when he retired to his room for the night. The door opened, and he stood, eyes wide. "Father?"

T'chaka smiled at his son. "Yes. I hear you are enjoying your time here at school?"

"Very much so, father, yes."

"And what of this young woman you chased all the way over here?"

T'challa smiled widely. "She is wonderful. So kind and beautiful. Rose really is a wonderful person. I plan on telling her who I am tomorrow."

"Only the highest officials in the school you attend know who you really are. Are you sure you want someone else to know?"

"Yes, I want her to know. I know she cares for me, and I her. And not because I am a Prince. We have gotten to know each other, just as we are. But now I want her to know the truth. I know that our relationship cannot go any further with such a secret between us."

T'chaka nodded. "That is correct. Such a secret can hurt a relationship if left too long. What if she takes the news badly?"

"Then I would be disappointed. I would wish her the best in her life, but I would be very disappointed."

"And hurt, judging by the look on your face."

He nodded, knowing how well his father could read him. "I know this can and most likely will change something between us. But I hope it will be for the better. I also hope she will tell me her real name from this. Something worried her about doing that at first. Now though, I am sure that will be out of the way. I hope it will."

"If it is meant to be, it will be, my son," T'chaka said. "If not, who knows, maybe your soul mate is just around the corner."

"Maybe."

"Come, I am told dinner is almost ready. We have a lot to talk about."

They were meeting outside the University, Kingsley was dropping Sonya and Hermione off, and they knew Remus or Tonks would come and pick them up when they wanted to come home. Hermione headed off to find her classmates, knowing that Sonya would be looking for Jaheem. She found him waiting on her outside of the hall. He smiled broadly when he saw her.

"Rose, you look beautiful," he said, taking hold of her hand and raising it to his lips, kissing it lightly.

She blushed. "You look very handsome yourself, Jaheem," she said.

"Let's go inside and get a drink," he suggested.

Sonya nodded. "That sounds like a plan!"

"I have news!" Moody all but roared as he entered Dumbledore's office. "We've located them!"

"Where, Alastor?"

"My contacts found them in New Zealand, living among the muggles. The two girls are even going to one of their schools of all things! Potter even seems to have a boyfriend. Boy called Jaheem."

Dumbledore sighed. "The personal attachments are worrying. We will have to deal with this in such a way that she, at least, is eager to return home."

"What are you suggesting?"

"What are a few muggles when the greater good is at stake?"

They were dancing- they had barely stopped. It had been a few hours, and Sonya had never felt happier.

"Can we go for a walk?" Jaheem asked her.

Sonya nodded. "Of course. Some fresh air sounds nice. It is getting rather warm in here now."

They stepped outside and began walking, hand in hand. "Rose, there is something I need to tell you. You have known since we have met that my real name is not Jaheem. In fact, most people believe it is, when in reality, it is a name chosen so that I can study in peace. At least, for a while."

"Why would you need a fake name to study in peace?"

"Because if people knew who I was, I would be hounded by the press. But I cannot keep the truth from you any longer. And I do not want to. I like you a lot, and I feel that if we are to see if there can be anything more between us, the truth must be known. My true name is T'challa, and I am the prince, and the heir to the throne of a country called Wakanda."

Sonya's breath hitched and her eyes widened. "How…"

"I know this is a lot to take in. but I want you to think about it. I swear, I have kept nothing else from you past that. The person you have gotten to know since we met- that is the real me."

"Kingsley knew…"

T'challa, and she found it easy to switch to the name, nodded. "He recognised me the moment he saw me. I asked him, though not in so many words, to not say anything. I am guessing he is from Wakanda as well?"

"Yes he is. He's been trying to get me to go for a while. He thinks I would be safer there."

"It is a very safe country. Why would he be worried for your safety?"

She looked at him. Sonya could not deny it. Over the last few months she had fallen for him, and fallen hard. To find he was her soul mate… her determination to avoid this very meeting crumbled. "Because I am a witch, and there is a homicidal maniac looking to kill me because of a prophecy. My name is Sonya Rose Potter, and I am known to magicals as the Girl-Who-Lived." She knew people in Wakanda, especially the royal family, knew of magic. Kingsley had told her that much. She just hoped he did not turn away from her for it.

Suddenly Sonya found herself in a tight embrace. "This is wonderful news. Not the part of the threat to you, of course, but who you really are."

"You don't mind?"

"You are my soul mate. How could I?"

"Voldemort wouldn't hesitate. Not for a second. He would attack your home, your people. Just to get to me. The bond would put them all in danger."

"If he comes, he will be in for a shock. We have the best warriors in the world. We can, and will defend ourselves if necessary. This maniac will not get to you, Sonya. You have my word."

She looked up and met his eyes. Before they could say anymore, an explosion threw them both to the ground.

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