The portrait hole sprung open and Lily eased Trunks into his chambers. The head girl helped him sit gingerly on a couch and the demi-saiyan made sure to sit her down next to him. He was milking this fake faintness for all it was worth.

"I'm so sorry I got you involved in this stupidity Trunks." Lily apologized once more. Trunks raised a hand and begged her off. "It's alright Lily, I think James has learned a valuable lesson."

Lily shook her head "He's an idiot, I doubt he can fit anything into that thick skull of his."

Trunks smiled and shook his head in amusement, "He's not a bad kid," he made sure to emphasize the kid part. "Thank you for helping me, Lily. I can see why you're Head Girl"

The redhead blushed. "I'm just doing what's right." She averted her gaze downward and Trunks lifted her chin up with his index finger. "You are fierce Lily… I like that." he dipped his head towards hers and claimed her lips in a kiss.

For a moment Lily panicked. It was one thing to pine for the hot teacher's aide, its a whole other thing for him to act on those emotions. She put her hands on his chest and was about to push him off, but instead she felt his rock hard pecs and she dug her nails in them. When she felt his tongue probe her lips she opened her mouth and allowed him access, his tongue dominating hers as he pulled her close to his body.

This wasn't her first kiss, but Lily wasn't very experienced. Trunks broke the kiss and licked his lips, his eyes boring into hers like a raging hot fire. Trunks didn't continue the kiss, instead he waited until Lily had had enough waiting and pushed forward to kiss him again.

Lily was completely lost in the moment, so when the school bell rang, her heart almost jumped out of her chest and she snapped back to reality, jumping away from Trunks.

Her face was crimson red as she and Trunks sat with eyes locked. Trunks smirked, "I don't think you want to be late to class." Lily nodded dazedly and quickly slung her school bag over her shoulder. She was about to rush out of the door when Trunks put a hand on her shoulder and spun her around. Before the stunned girl could do anything he grabbed her by the waist and gave her one last passionate kiss.

A month into the school year, things had settled into semi-normalcy for everyone. The first hogsmeade weekend was fast approaching and Trunks had asked Lily out. Their relationship was in its infancy, and Trunks was from a completely different universe, but Trunks felt different with her than with all the other girls he'd been with. By now he would have gotten into her panties (or 'knickers' as they said here), filled her head with false promises and begun looking for her replacement. With Lily he hadn't even gotten past kissing. It was bizarre, how this girl he should have never even met short circuited him something serious. They walked the halls hand in hand, the other girls glared hatefully at Lily, though James Potter and his gang had been surprisingly quiet.

Trunks opened the door to Vegito's quarters. The older saiyan was sitting at his desk, so engrossed in a dusty old tome that he didn't even look up as Trunks approached.

"Hey uhhh…" Trunks began to speak but Vegito raised a finger up to silence him. He made a show of using his other hand to mark his place in the book as he read, and Trunks waited a bit impatiently as Vegito finished the paragraph very, very slowly.

"My apologies Mr. Briefs, my sixth years are discussing the Knights Hospitaller and I need to become apainted. Did you know they were the first healer's guild in Europe since the fall of Rome?"

"Acquainted"

"What?" Vegito looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.

Trunks just waved him off. "Forget about it, are you going to Hogsmeade today?"

Vegito rubbed his chin, "I suppose so, even a scholar such as myself needs a break every once in a while."

Trunks shook his head, thinking back to all the jokes they'd made at Gohan's expense, and now Mr. Caveman himself was turning into a Gohan. To think that they'd only been here a few months. He just hoped Vegito didn't start wearing fake glasses like Gohan.

Today was the first Hogsmeade weekend, and there was excitement throughout the castle. Trunks had already been to Hogsmeade a few times, it was a quaint little town. It was missing nightclubs like the ones Trunks used to frequent in West City, but Lily was really excited about the whole thing and it was an opportunity to show the girl a good time.

They were walking down the cobblestone streets, smiles on their faces as they headed to the Three Broomsticks to meet up with Lily's friends. Trunks had splurged, buying her sweets at Honeydukes, some really fancy quills she'd been eying at another shop and a very expensive necklace that she had almost begged him not to buy. Trunks told her it was fine, and it was. After all, this was all Baba's money. The old hag wouldn't complain about him skimming a little (or a lot) from her stash, if she knew what was good for her.

They entered the little pub, filled to the brim with students. Alice and Lily's other friends were at a table near the back. Alice waved them over.

"Shall we?" Trunks said with a grin. Lily squeezed his hand, and Trunks couldn't help the feeling that rushed through him. They sat down after sharing pleasantries with everyone. As they settled into their seats, hands still firmly clasped together, Alice looked at them with a broad smile.

"I still can't believe you pulled this off, Lils." She said, gesturing towards Trunks as if he was a piece of meat. Not that he minded at all.

"Alice…" her boyfriend, Frank Longbottom, gave her a weary look.

"Oh come off it Frank, you know I love my pudgy little man." She poked at his stomach, and the man's face flushed in embarrassment.

There were two other girls at the table whose names Trunks wouldn't bother to learn. He simply answered when they spoke and offered a few charming smiles.

They were having a good time. Trunks put an arm around Lily's shoulder and the redhead blushed beautifully while Trunks absently sipped on his butterbeer.

Then he felt someone bump him from behind. Trunks turned to see James Potter, flanked by his gang, with a girl wrapped around his arm.

She was rather short, and she looked a bit fresh faced, and Trunks swore he saw a tooth missing when the girl opened her mouth.

"Potter, is that a child?" Lily asked incredulously.

James and the girl reared back, clearly offended. "This is the ex I was telling you about, Milena."

The girl sniffed, shooting Lily a glare.

"Wait." Alice spoke up. "Milena Bayer? You're a second year, aren't you? I tutored you and some of your friends the other day!"

The girls at the table all glared at James now, who squeezed Milena's hand defiantly. "Milena is a wonderful girl, and she's very mature for her age. Isn't that right boys?"

The Marauders nodded, though not very enthusiastically. Remus actually sent them an embarrassed look when James wasn't looking.

"Can we go now Jamesy-poo? They don't carry my juice box here."

James panicked for a moment, before quickly recovering with a wide grin. "Of course sweetums! Let's go to Honeydukes and get you some candy." And with that, the Marauders swept away from then, ignoring the glares James was receiving from the girls.

On the other side of the village, in a seedier, less reputable establishment than the one Trunks found himself in, Baba and Vegito were having drinks.

Not together, mind you. Vegito was sitting with Hagrid, the two men already deep into

Their second bottle of firewhisky. Vegito was trying to explain the intricacies of the fall of the Angevin Empire and how it led to British and French Wizarding societies diverging. Hagrid was talking about how much he wanted a pet dragon. Both men were barely coherent, but somehow they both enjoyed this moment of camaraderie.

Baba meanwhile was off on another table by herself, grumpily swirling her drink. This damn place didn't have any sort of class! There were no fruity drink, no pink umbrellas, no neon lights on the wall with motivational words. It was dark and dusty and muggy. The Hog's Head would not be receiving a favorable review from her.

As she stared morosely down at her rather strong (and bereft of flavor) drink, she felt a shadow come over her. Someone wanted her attention.

"I'm afraid I don't do readings when I'm off the clock. Unless you're willing to pay tri-"

She was stopped in her tracks as she looked up at the young man. He had a slight feminine look to him, with blond hair tied back in a ponytail, a pointed nose and steely gray eyes. He looked every part the aristocrat, and he wanted to talk to her!

"My apologies. You are the legendary Uranai Baba, correct? If I could just have a moment of your time…"

A chair came flying in behind Malfoy, who fell into it in a heap as the chair slid onto the table, uncomfortably close to Baba.

"You can have more than a moment dear." Lucius stiffened as the hag gave him a grotesque wink. To his credit, he quickly regained his composure after a cough.

"Right. Me and my…associates would like to acquire your services. I understand you're employed by the school, but we feel we can offer you a much more lucrative deal."

"You and your friends want to run a train on me?" Baba said, hands on her cheeks as she smiled widely.

Lucius furrowed his brow. "Run a…train? I'm not familiar with the term."

Baba's smile turned lecherous. "I can explain it…" she fluttered her eyelashes. As she spoke, her voice dropped an octave. "...Or I can show you."

Lucius paled considerably. He tried pulling his chair back only to find it would not budge. His hand dove into his coat pocket, where he squeezed a fob watch. "Negotiations have failed. Attack!"

And with that the man disappeared in a swirl of light.

"Noooo!" Baba yelled. "Did I come on too strong?" She lamented, head banging on the table.

"Your mistake was coming on at all." Vegito said as he dusted himself off. The saiyan had a slight stumble, his vision doubled, but he felt good to go. Hagrid had not fared as well, the half-giant was dead on his feet and Vegito was preparing to carry him out.

An explosion rocked the Hog's Head, covering its few occupants in a few solid layers of dust as the building's foundation shook.

"Seriously, you have cleaning magic you old fuck. Just pick up your wand!" Vegito yelled as he shook himself off like a cat, sending soot flying everywhere.

Aberforth was snoring at the bar, his half-empty bottle of firewhisky having spilled over from the explosion, leaking the golden liquid all over the counter.

Another explosion sounded and Baba feel from her seat.

"These teenagers nowadays, no class or manners! I'm going back to my quarters." Baba disappeared with a pop just as the door to the Hog's Head was battered down.

Three hooded figures wearing masks ran into the pub, wands ablaze.

"Where's the seer?" One of them yelled.

Vegito hiccuped just as Hagrid fell on him. Vegito draped him over his back. "Those masks are pretty cool, did you make them yourselves?"

Taking it as mockery, one of the men leveled his wand at the saiyan. "Crucio!"

Vegito was hit with the spell head on, and he felt the most intense stomach ache of his life. "Oh kami! I didn't realize how hungry I was!" He dropped Hagrid on a table, which promptly collapsed, and went behind the bar. Rummaging desperately for food.

"Why does anyone even come here? The other place serves the same drinks and they actually have hot food ready." Vegito rifled through the cabinets, completely ignoring the three men that were staring at him dumbstruck.

"What a pathetic attempt at a curse, Travers. Let me show you how it's done." Another one of the men pointed his wand at Vegito. "Crucio!"

Vegito was hit again, and this time he felt a strong cramp in his legs. "Fuck! Now I'm cramping! I really need to eat something."

Deciding time was of the essence, Vegito ran through the bar and out the door, colliding with the three Death Eaters. The three men crashed into the walls, knocking two of them out cold and outright killing the other, whose head smashed violently against the doorframe.

Outside was chaos, with about a dozen Death Eaters fanned out, destroying everything in dight. Zonko's had been set ablaze, all the fireworks and other volatile materials in the shop going off and causing even more mayhem. The sparks from one explosion caught on a shrub and soon a fire began. Students were running around, desperately trying to make it back to the castle, but the Death Eaters were blocking all exits.

Trunks growled as he felt Lily squeeze the life out of his hand. They were at the entrance to the Three Broomsticks, everyone with their wands out ready to defend themselves.

"Looks like I'll have to clean this up." He said to himself. Lily gasped.

"Trunks, don't! Not even the Headmaster can take out a dozen death eaters by himself. And you can't even use magic right now!" She whispered, her eyes pleading with him not to do anything stupid.

Trunks cursed in his head. Right. He'd faked losing his 'magic' after that duel with Potter. There was no way he'd be able to ditch Lily to knock these people out, which meant he needed to get a hold of his dad.

"Heed our words, students of pure lineage. We do not wish to harm you! Our master respects the sanctity of magical blood! Relinquish the mudbloods among you, and we will leave you in peace!"

Everyone tensed up at the man's proclamation. Trunks could see a few people around them glancing at Lily, and shot them murderous glares. He wouldn't hesitate to rip them apart with his bare hands, screw his damn cover.

A blurry streak suddenly burst into the city square, drawing everyone's attention toward the weird form of apparition. Hadn't the Death Eaters put up wards?

Vegito slowed down as he saw the standoff currently happening. A few buildings were on fire, though to his relief Honeydukes and The Leaky Cauldron were untouched. But there were a bunch of people blocking the way, and he needed a hot meal now.

"What's going on here?" He said, scratching his head.

"Who's he?" One of the Death Eaters whispered to another.

"I believe he's Binns' replacement. From what I gather he's a mudblood."

"Maybe we should make an example out of him." One of them sneered.

Suddenly the Death Eaters all squared up to Vegito.

The saiyan looked confused as all the people with the cool masks turned to him. "Did I interrupt a play or something? My bad."

A blast of crimson light shot at him, and Vegito sidestepped it easily. There was a beat before suddenly dozens of curses flew at him from different angles. The students and villagers screamed, diving to the ground and covering their heads. Trunks had pressed Lily's head onto his chest, which allowed him to pull out his stick and wave it at Vegito.

Vegito glanced over at his son after he casually dodged every attack thrown at him. Seeing the stick he snapped his fingers. "Right!" He pulled out his own stick and held it upside down while he dodged sickly green curse.

He leveled the stick at one of the Death Eaters and shouted. "Attackus!"

He channeled a ki blast through the tip, and the energy shot off like a bullet toward the masked man. The Death Eater put up a shield but Vegito's ki blast pierced through, hitting the man square in the chest and causing him to explode in a shower of guts and gore.

The Death Eaters were left in shock for a moment. No one had ever retaliated with actual killing intent.

The next few moments were a flurry of movement, the Death Eaters were desperately trying to kill Vegito, who almost boredly danced around their every spell, picking them off at his leisure. Each Death Eater he blew up led to more and more panic among them. The crowd had stopped cowering, watching in amazement as their history professor dismantled some of the Dark Lord's elite. They slowly began to evacuate, not wanting to risk more Death Eaters showing up.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Someone finally screamed.

"Never!" A woman's voice yelled through her mask. "We fight to the end!"

"Fuck that, Bella!" The man answered. Four of the remaining Death Eaters activated their emergency portkeys, disappearing in a swirl of light. Vegito let them, since that meant more people to kill later.

He was now alone in the middle of the square with the sole Death Eater that hadn't escaped. "Cowards!" She hissed. Her hand went to her mask, which she removed while her other hand lowered her hood.

"It's Bellatrix!" Someone yelled while others shrieked in fear.

Vegito couldn't understand why they reacted like that. This girl was gorgeous. She was a young woman, probably only recently graduated from Hogwarts. She had wild black curls that reached to her back and violet eyes that perfectly framed her pretty face. But what really got Vegito going was how she was looking at him.

She must have known she had no chance against him after all that had happened, but she still glared at him defiantly. There was a bit of insanity behind her eyes, but more than that, there was a determination, a need to prove herself, to leave it all behind in the field of battle.

She was a warrior. A true Saiyan woman.

The square had now emptied completely. Trunks had seen the look Vegito had given the woman, and knew his dad needed some privacy to put the moves on her. He'd slashed his hand in the direction of the fire, making it look as if a gust of wind had blown it out, before he took Lily by the hand and led everyone back up to the castle while Vegito and Bellatrix bad their standoff.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The jet of green light raced toward him as he walked calmly up to her. It didn't even look like he dodged, more like the spell just went through him and destroyed a stone behind him.

Bellatrix looked more and more irritated as she threw more and more spells at him, only for Vegito to not even alter his path as they missed him completely. She blasted the ground out from under him, but he continued as if he was walking on air. She animated some roots and vines to wrap around his legs, but they tore apart like paper when he took his next stride.

By the time Vegito had reached her, Bellatrix was an exhausted, shuddering mess. He arm began to wobble, but with a determined grit of her teeth she strengthened her grip. She would go down fighting. She would go down in a blaze of glory. She just needed to regroup, if she could just get even a nick in on this bastard.

"Bellatrix, right?"

She startled. She couldn't help it. Suddenly he was right in front of her. Bella shot her wand out, poking it into the hard flesh of his chest, nothing could miss at this range.

He grabbed onto her hand, his grip firm and incredibly strong. Bella felt her wand fall to the floor, the sound of it clattering ringing in her defeat. She'd failed her master.

"Hey, hey! Don't get so down on yourself! You did decent! You got the right attitude, just need to train up a bit more,"

She glared at the man who was so close to her, she could feel how solid he was. But he didn't look sarcastic, he looked like he was genuinely encouraging her.

"What…who the hell are you?"

He grinned. "I asked first, remember,"

This was ridiculous. She was the deadliest Death Eater of them all. Even at her young age, everyone feared her almost as much as her powerful master, they ran just at the sight of her. Did this idiot really not know her name.

"I'm Bellatrix Black," she grit out.

His eyes lit up. "Such a beautiful name. Tell me Bellatrix, are you free next saturday?"

She jumped back in shock. He released her hand as her glare intensified. This was such a ridiculous situation, she couldn't handle it. She was supposed to be the insane one!

"Do you not know who I am?! Do you not know where my loyalties lie?" She hissed. She rolled up her sleeve, showing him her Dark Mark, which was pulsating intensely, the Dark Lord had been trying to recall her for a while.

"Oh, cool tattoo!" Vegito said, appraising her. "So you're like a hot goth alternative biker chick right? Where do I sign up? Names Vegito, by the way." He stuck his hand out for her to shake.

Bellatrix was at a loss. "You…I've killed people! Dozens…"

Vegito chuckled. "Who am I to judge? I've killed billions. Heck, I've killed entire planets worth of people. At one point, I was trying to kill the only other member of my species! Well, now he and the me that tried to kill me have fused into this me…"

Oh my stars…he might actually be crazier than me! Bellatrix stared wide-eyed at the man's ramblings.

It seemed that he was freaking her out. Vegito cursed himself. "I'm sorry! Sorry I'm so bad at this, I haven't been in the game for a while. I'm a divorced single dad… divorced twice actually, and both on the same day!"

This just added to Bellatrix's bewilderment. Was this how people felt around her?

In the distance, the sounds of footfalls drew nearer and nearer. The Professors and Aurors were finally arriving.

"I uhhh… I need to leave now," she stated dumbly. She began to step back when Vegito grabbed onto her wrist.

"How about it? A date, next saturday?" He tried to give her his best Goku smile, it always worked for Goku.

Bellatrix didn't know if it was the panic as she saw Dumbledore approaching off in the distance, or if the insane man's admittedly handsome smile had actually managed to do something to her, but she decided it was best to agree. "Sure! I'll owl you!" She said desperately.

Vegito grinned wide and let her go. Bellatrix quickly fumbled for her emergency portkey as Vegito called out to her. "Remember, names Vegito! I'm at the school so uh, just send your owl there!"

Bellatrix disappeared in a swirl of light.

As Dumbledore, McGonagall and a grizzled auror with a peg leg reached him, Vegito still had a smile plastered on his face.

"And Trunks said I didn't know how to flirt."

….

That incident at Hogsmeade had turned Vegito into a hero. The Professors and the students looked at him with clear admiration. Everyone had witnessed his exploits, he'd even received an Order of Merlin, third class.

He'd even found himself in the Headmaster's office the very next night.

"Tell me, Professor Vegito," Dumbledore had his fingers steeped as he contemplated the beefy man, who was currently wearing a purple suit with a frilly lace cravat. "Have you heard of the Order of the Phoenix?"

Vegito looked completely nonplussed. "Is that the start of a joke? Did the Phoenix order some chicken? Beefsteak?"

Dumbledore blinked. "I don't follow?" Seeing that Vegito was not going to provide an answer, he continued on. "The Order of the Phoenix is a group of like-minded individuals, all of whom want to see the Dark Lord defeated."

"Oh, So like the Gentlemen of Burgundy back in 1215? Or the Welsh Green Society back during the Mercian Supremacy?"

Dumbledore sat, baffled. "Precisely." He considered himself a student of history, but not even he had any clue about what Vegito was talking about.

"Do I get to put a cool symbol on my clothes?" The man asked.

"A…what?"

"A cool symbol. It's kinda my thing. Well, half my thing. I join a new group or get a new mentor, I get a new symbol on my clothes,"

Dumbledore stared back at him dumbly once again. He pulled out his wand and waved it about. On the front and back of his clothing appeared a symbol: a circle, bisected by a line and enclosing a triangle.

"Nice! Simple, elegant. I like it! I'm in!" He shook the headmaster's hand.

He'd been invited to a meeting the following saturday, but he declined. He had a hot date afterall.

A very regal owl had dropped a letter in front of him on the Tuesday after Hogsmeade. He'd ripped it open in anticipation and had smiled broadly when he'd read it.

Dear Sir Vegito (?)

You are formally invited to dinner at the Black Family Chateau, at the behest of Heiress Bellatrix Black. A portkey will be provided for you on the morning of.

Dinner will be held at 7 o'clock in the evening. Do not be late.

Come alone.

Vegito showed Hagrid the letter. "Feast your eyes on this, big guy, I got a hot date!"

Hagrid read it over, his brow furrowing in concern. Dumbledore and the ever nosy Slughorn also glanced over the giant's shoulder to read the contents.

"Ms. Black was an excellent student!" Slughorn commented. "She had umm… a strange disposition, but she was a deft hand at potions!"

"Professor Vegito, if we may speak privately?" Dumbledore gestured for Vegito to stand up.

"I'm kinda in the middle of something, Headmaster," Vegito gestured towards his plate, still stacked to the top with food.

"I would strongly advise against attending this dinner. I fear it may be an ambush." Dumbledore said sternly.

"You should definitely go! I heard the Blacks are loaded. I think they have the best collection of rare hooch in this kami-forsaken country too," Baba cut in.

"Wait, isn't there a Black in the school right now?" Vegito mused. He hadn't taught him, but he could have sworn Trunks had mentioned something about a Black.

"Young Sirius Black," Slughorn nodded. "Brilliant boy, friends with James Potter in Gryffindor."

Vegito snapped his fingers. "I gotta go have a talk with him." He shot a glance over to his food. "I'll take this to go," he grabbed his plate, piled high with meat and potatoes, and swallowed it down in one gargantuan bite.

"You may want to improve your table manners if you wish to meet the Blacks," Slughorn offered helpfully.

"I cannot allow this," Dumbledore made to stand up.

"Don't worry about it, Headmaster. This is all part of Vegito's deep cover. He's doing this to spy on the enemy," Baba had floated over and whispered to his ear.

"Is he now?" Dumbledore looked at Vegito, who was stomping over to the Gryffindor table. Was this man capable of even the bare minimum about of subtlety required for such a task?

Over at the Gryffindor table, James was feeding Milena, making sure she got in her gummy vitamins. Remus looked down at wormtail, noticing a slip of parchment hanging off his pocket.

"What is this?" He asked, snatching the paper before Wormtail could react.

"Hey! That's private!" The boy whined.

Sirius sidled up next to Remus. "Let's see what kind of sick shit ol' Wormy's been reading!" He laughed as they read over the pamphlet.

"Wait, this is…" Remus' eyes were widening in shock.

"A Death Eater recruitment pamphlet," Sirius finished for him.

The Pamphlet was very professionally made, with hand drawn illustrations and the title So, you wish to serve the Dark Lord in cursive letters.

Peter whimpered. "Ok, ok! They tried to recruit me at Hogsmeade, all right! They cornered me and kept pressuring me! They wouldn't let me go until I took the pamphlet," Peter became teary eyed. "I-I'm ashamed to say I actually considered it, for a few days. That's why its in my pocket. But in the end, I could never betray my friends!"

Remus, Sirius and now James all stared at him, completely silent for a few moments. Then the three of them shared a look, and they burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"That was amazing, Wormtail! You really had us going there!" James guffawed.

"Yeah, for a second I really believed someone would actually want to recruit you for anything!" Sirius chuckled.

Peter's face turned red with anger and embarrassment as others around them joined in on the laughter. "But, they really did…"

"I didn't know you could draw so well Peter," Remus said, eyes back on the pamphlet, "Though your grammar could use some work. You know there's charms for that, right?"

"Mr. Black?" A voice from behind stopped all of them short. They looked over to see Professor Vegito, looking over at Sirius with an expectant look.

"Yes, Professor?" Sirius answered.

"I need your help with something. I'll give you like, a thousand points and immunity from detention if you help me out," Vegito offered pleadingly.

Sirius' eyes lit up. "Sirius Black, at your services! What do you need?"

Vegito nodded toward the exit and Sirius hopped off his seat, following behind the professor as they left the Great Hall.

They stopped at an empty corridor near the exit towards the Quidditch Pitch.

"You're related to Bellatrix Black, right?" Vegito asked.

Sirius made a face at the name. "Unfortunately. What do you want with that crazy bitch, sir?"

"I have a date with her this saturday, and I need to know what kind of stuff she likes!"

"A date? But she's a Death Eater! She attacked us a couple days ago!" Sirius couldn't believe it. Professor Vegito had earned a lot of points in his book after he'd taken out all those Death Eaters, but now he was saying he had a date with his psycho cousin? Unless…

"Wait, is this some sort of undercover mission? For Dumbledore's thing?" He asked excitedly.

Vegito blinked a few times in confusion, before he remembered Dumbledore's Phoenix Club that he was now a part of. "Oh…yeah, it is! He told me I have to seduce your evil cousin to gather information. Don't tell anyone though, its secret!"

"Nice! And you need my help?"

"Well yeah, I need you to tell me all you can about your cousin. What does she like?"

Sirius shook his head. "Bellatrix is a dark, twisted bitch. The only thing she enjoys is causing pain and suffering,"

"What's her favorite method? Does she like to take her time with individual torture or does she go more for a mass murder approach?" Vegito hadn't really had to dust off his old Vegeta psycho-Saiyan tendencies, but maybe it was the right time?

"She also likes chocolates, especially from Belgium,"

Or he could get her chocolates. That might be easier.

Trunks woke up with a stir, morning sun rays peeking in through his window.

He went to stretch, but there was a weight on him. For a moment he felt annoyed, but then he remembered exactly who had her head lying on his chest, her soft, shapely body pressed tightly against his own.

"Morning," he grinned as he nuzzled his nose into her lush auburn hair.

Lily groaned cutely as she woke up, automatically pressing herself closer to his body. "What have you done to me," she whispered.

Lily had definitely been a virgin before last night, something that filled Trunks' with immense pride. He kissed the top of her head.

"My butt hurts," Lily mumbled, "Or more my lower back, I think," Lily furrowed her brow in confusion.

Trunks looked at her weirdly too. They hadn't done any butt stuff the previous night. Figuring he might have been a bit rough with her, even though he'd tried to be gentle, he snaked his hand down her back.

"Don't worry Lil's, I'll make it all better," he slowly let his palm travel down her back. He rubbed circles around her flesh on his way down, eliciting a purr from the redhead. Kami, he'd been with so many women in his life as a playboy, and yet there was something about this girl that drove him wild. Her soft, creamy skin, the perfect curve as her back gave way to her perfect hips and ass; her long, furry tail.

Wait.

Trunks blinked. His hand was wrapped around a tail.

"Trunks!" Lily gasped. "Be gentle! I feel really sensitive there!"

Trunks ran his hand down the length of it, and it was rather long. Lily shuddered, her hands squeezing into his chest. "Truuuunk!"

"Lily, what do you think I'm touching?" He asked her.

Lily paused for a second. The communication between her brain and body seemed to go slowly for a while, until finally he felt the tail wiggle in his hand.

Lily's whole body stiffened. She threw the sheets off of them with force, sending them flying to the wall with an impact that left Trunks surprised.

His eyes couldn't help but rake over her perfect form before they landed where Lily was already staring. There was no doubt about it, she had a long, furry, saiyan tail popping out of her backside.

"This has to be one of Potter's pranks! I can't believe it, the git still won't leave me alone!" Lily leaned over the side of the bed, groping around on the floor until she found her wand. With a sigh, she aimed the wand at her backside.

"Finite Incantatem,"

Nothing happened.

Lily frowned. "I'll need to go to the Hospital Wing," she shot Trunks an apologetic look, "Sorry. I would have loved to spend all morning with you,"

Trunks was staring back at her with a look of complete shock. "Trunks, are you alright?" She asked, glancing back at her tail, "Don't worry about it, Madam Pomfrey will have me right in a minute,"

Trunks grabbed on to her arm, "Lily, are you hungry?"

The girl blinked. "Umm, yeah I guess so." Her stomach grumbled. "Now that you mention it, I'm famished. I think I'll be giving you and Professor Vegito a run for your money today."

"Let's get dressed," Trunks jumped from the bed, searching for his clothes.

"Trunks?" Lily looked perplexed by the way he was acting.

"We should have breakfast first, then, we need to go see the old hag," Trunks said as He hopped around pulling his pants up.

"But Trunks, I need to get this taken care of!" She pointed at her tail.

"Wrap it around your waist," he said.

Lily wanted to question him, but decided against it once she saw the look on Trunks' face.

Five minutes later they left his quarters, fully dressed, and Lily had a brown belt wrapped around her black robes.

Lily was scarfing down food at a rapid pace. She honestly didn't know what was up with her today. She'd always had a healthy enough appetite, but well within the normal range. Now she was on her fifth plate of eggs with toast, sausage and bacon with no end in sight.

Trunks looked at her with concern. They were in the kitchens. He'd felt impatient and so had called on Baba to come to them. The woman was observing Lily with a very amused smile on her face.

Lily finally finished eating, hunched over her last plate of food. The house elves were huffing and puffing, some of them doubled over on the floor from trying to keep up with her ravenous appetite.

Lily looked up, remembering that Trunks and Baba were there. She coughed in embarrassment and grabbed a napkin to dab at her face. "Sorry, I'm just feeling a bit weird today,"

"Tell me, friendless girl, did you and my assistant do something… naughty last night?" Baba asked with a wicked smile.

Trunks growled at her, and Lily blushed deeply. "Y-Y-Yes," the redhead answered.

Baba clapped. "Wonderful, can't wait to spread this juicy gossip all around the school," the old witch got up from her seat, making for the exit.

"Hey, wait a minute!" After a moment, Trunks stood from his seat. "I told you to figure out what happened, Baba!"

Baba had made it to the portrait hole, taking advantage of Trunks' moment of hesitation. "Oh, I have no clue what happened to the girl. Good luck though, remember we have class first thing tomorrow!" And with a fake smile, Baba left the kitchens, leaving Trunks grasping at air.

"Trunks, what is going on here?" Lily asked him. Her tail had unwrapped itself from her waist, and it was whipping and waving behind her. It looked rather cute.

Before Trunks could come up with an answer, Vegito came in through the portrait hole. "Oh hey, Trunks, Ms. Evans, fancy seeing you here! Come in for third breakfast, Trunks?"

Trunks looked over at his father. Desperate times called for desperate measure. "Dad, do you have any clue what could have happened to Lily?"

Lily gasped, "He's your father? Why haven't you told me?"

Vegito's eyes scanned Lily and froze when he saw the tail. The saiyan then sniffed the air, nose twitching as he searched for something. It seemed he'd found it, and then a wide smile formed on his face.

"Congratulations Son!" He slapped Trunks on the back, who stumbled forward and looked questioningly up at his father. "You've finally found true love!"

"What are you talking about?" Now it was Trunks' turn to be confused as his father grinned from ear to ear.

"Well you see, back on your fourth birthday, your mother wanted to make a wish on the dragonballs for you. She insisted I get involved in formulating the wish, but you know how it was with me and Bulma," he shuddered remembering the violent arguments they'd get into. Part of him missed those times, the Vegeta part.

"After a lot of shouting, we finally settled on a pair of wishes that satisfied the both of us. Bulma wished that you would one day meet your true love, and I wished that you'd turn her into a saiyan when you mated with her,"

"You did what?" Trunks yelled.

"Well, Vegeta did anyways," Vegito corrected. One of the perks of having been two people before, you could blame them for all of your children's misfortunes. "Sorta felt poetic at the time, love bringing back the Saiyan race and all that. Plus I'd get to lord it over myself when my grandchildren turned out more saiyan than my other grandchildren," and there was one of the drawbacks. Trying to keep all his identities straight was a pain.

"And you didn't stop to think that turning my soul mate into a saiyan against her will would maybe piss me off?" Trunks seethed.

"Vegeta didn't, no." Vegito grinned back.

A loud crash brought their attention to the table. Lily's hand was visible, clear through the underside. She'd just punched a hole through the table.

"I need a very good explanation right about now,"

Trunks and Vegito gulped.

"I see you've got this well in hand son," Vegito patted Trunks in the back before he placed two fingers on his forehead. Before Trunks could react, he teleported away, leaving Trunks alone to face one very angry redhead witch, who was also now a saiyan.