Can They Make A Difference?

Can they make a difference?
Chapter 6: Accepting part 1/3
Pairings: Goku/Vegeta, Harry/Draco
Disclaimer: I don\'t own anything related to Harry Potter or DBZ

WARNING: This is about male/male relationships if you have a problem with that then I suggest that you go elsewhere.

Now enough of my endless chatter. Enjoy!

/ thoughts /
:: telepathy ::

~oOo@oOo~

Harry was on his way to his room to drop off his books. He wanted to make sure that Vegeta and Goku were doing well before heading over to the Great Hall for dinner. It had scared him when Goku suddenly fell over on him, but when he saw Vegeta go down the fear he felt for the pregnant prince was unbearable.

He was about to scream in panic when Draco grabbed his hand under the table and gently squeezed it, offering what little comfort that he could. They stared at each other for a moment and felt the connection once again. Somehow Draco had sensed that Harry was about to lose it. The blonde broke contact and ran over to the unconscious prince.
ry fry felt comforted by the gesture. The contact had stirred something in him that radiated throughout his body. He wondered if Draco felt it too. He was about to step in through the portrait hole when. . .

\"HARRY!\"

The boy stopped. \"Damn,\" he whispered under his breath. He was trying to avoid this for as long as possible.

\"Harry where have you been? We\'ve been so worried about you.\"

\"I\'m sorry Hermione. I just didn\'t know how to tell you guys. Come-on inside a\'ll\'ll explain.\"

Ron and Hermione sat down. They couldn\'t believe the size of this common room. It was large enough to hold everyone from their house. What struck them as odd was the array of Gryffindor and Slytherin colors. Not that it was bad - far from it. The colors blended perfectly with each other, especially the scarlet and emerald.

Harry came back downstairs after depositing his books in his bedroom. He took a seat on the sofa while his friends sat on the love seat. He ran shaky fingers through his unruly hair. He played with his bangs, unconsciously making sure that his scar was covered.

Hermione sensed his hesitation. \"Harry, is this where you\'ve been staying?\"

\"Yes. Dumbledore moved me here after the first day.\"

\"It\'s pretty big for just one person,\" she added.

\"I\'m not alone,\" he answered shyly.

\"Really? Who else is living here?\" Hermione was secretly hoping that it was Draco, and by the looks of the color scheme he must be.

/Well, I better get this over with/ \"Um, Goku and Vegeta and someone else.\"

\"Come-on mate. You can tell us. I\'m sure that whoever she is, is not all that bad. Besides, Dumbledore wouldn\'t put you in your own tower without having your own separate room,\" Ron said.

Harry smiled sadly. \"Funny that. I don\'t have my own room. Actually, Vegeta and Goku are in the room down the hall from mine, and my dorm mate isn\'t a she. . .\" Harry trailed off before dropping the other shoe. \"It\'s Malfoy.\"

Ron\'s eyes expanded to the size of plates. However Hermione got a dreamy look to her eyes. She was smiling all the while. \"That\'s wonderful Harry,\" she lly lly said, pleased that her friend would get to be happy for once.

But the silence from Ron was not encouraging. The tall redhead had his fists balled. His knuckles white from the lack of blood. His face was matching the shade of his hair.

Then Mount Saint Weasley erupted, \"HOW COULD YOU?!!! IT\'S ONE THING TO FANCY THE GIT, BUT TO SLEEP WITH HIM!!! ESPECIALLY AFTER ALL THE SHIT HE\'S PUT US THROUGH!!!\" Ron exploded but he wasn\'t finished.

\"HE HAS NO RESPECT FOR ME, OR HERMIONE, OR EVEN YOU!!! HOW COULD YOU JUST TURN AROUND AND FUCK HIM IN THE ARSE!!! I THOUGHT THAT YOU HAD BETTER SENSE THAN THAT HARRY!!!\"

\"Ron, please calm down. I\'m sure that Harry has a reasonable explanation,\" Hermione said. She knew that this was not going over well.

\"Yeah, like what?!\" Ron had unleashed his anger on his girlfriend. Hermione flinched a little.

\"I forgave him,\" Harry whispered but was loud enough for his friends to hear.

\"Just like that!\" Ron snapped his fingers. \"Did you even stop to consider our feelings, Harry? Or were you so hard up for a man that you just spread your legs open for anyone willing to lay a stiff one in you!!!\" The Gryffindor Keeper was not holding anything back.

\"Ron that\'s enough.\"

Harry was on the verge of tears. \"Ron, it\'s not like that.\"

\"Ron, please. You\'re upsetting Harry.\"

\"Well, what about us?\" Ron looked at Harry.

\"There\'s more to Draco than he lets on.\"

\"Draco?!? Christ Harry! Do you hear how you sound? If I didn\'t know any better-\"

\"STOP IT!\" Harry suddenly yelled, then it happened.

The windows shattered. The flames licked-up the mantle from the fire place. Even the candles around the room ignited. Ron and Hermione were so taken off-guard by the release of uncontrolled magic that they failed to notice the emerald aura surrounding Harry.

Hermione reached for her wand to cast a protection charm, but before she could finish someone else entered the room.

\"I think that it\'s time that you left.\"

Ron locked hate-filled blue eyes with silver orbs. \"MALFOY! THIS IS ALL YOUR BLOODY FAULT!\" he spat.

Harry was breathing hard. \"I.SAID.STOP.IT!!!\" His jade eyes flared up like fire.

They weren\'t prepared for what happened next. Another explosion rocked the room. Everything that was in front of Harry was thrown across the room, slamming into the concrete wall. Everything that is, except Ron and Hermione, who were suspended in mid-air.

Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Sirius, and Lupin charged into the room to see the aftermath. The professors could clearly see Harry\'s magical aura as well as Draco\'s. What was the most shocking was that Draco was standing with his hand stretched out holding Ron and Hermione in place. He had somehow halted them from meeting a messy end.

\"Wandless magic?\" Remus mumbled.

\"Is that even possible?\" Snape asked in response to Remus\' question.

\"Sirius, help!\" Harry called out to his godfather before he collapsed. Sirius ran over to Harry.

Draco lowered his hand and gently eased the two Gryffindors to the floor. Hermione immediately went to Harry and helped Sirius carry him to his room. As they walked upstairs she shot Ron a murderous look promising pain if Harry was hurt.

\"What did you do to Harry?\" Draco turned his venomous gaze to the redhead. He didn\'t even notice that he was breathing heavy.

Ron remained quiet, realizing that his anger had gotten the best of him.

\"Mr. Malfoy would you care to explain?\" Dumbledore asked, his eyes twinkling slightly.

\"I was in the infirmary with Vegeta and Goku when I felt something-\"

\"And what would that be, Mr. Malfoy?\" Snape interrupted.

Draco really didn\'t want to answer that question but he had to. \"I felt Harry\'s emotions. He was sad, hurt and upset - then he got mad. I arrived just as he lost control.\"

Sirius and Hermione returned as Draco finished telling the others what had happened. They looked around the common room. It looked as if Neville had attempted to brew a potion and it backfired.

The room was in ruins as if a great battle had taken place. Tapestries were singed and riddled with holes. Wax was splattered against the wall. The furniture was upturned and shattered. Shards of glass were everywhere. The fireplace was burnt to a cinder; the bricks around it were still smoking. Books lay torn on the floor. It was going to take awhile to repair the damage.

All eyes were on Sirius. He was not happy with Ron and the pure fury in his brilliant blue eyes was evident. Hermione had told him what had happened. He was not pleased, to say the least.

\"He\'s sleeping for now. He over-exerted himself. He should be alright in the morning.\"

Draco was about to head upstairs when he suddenly slumped over. Snape caught him mid-fall.

\"It would seem that young Mr. Malfoy has used quite a bit of magic as well. Severus if you please,\" Dumbledore gestured toward the upstairs bedroom.

Seconds later they heard the bedroom door open and shut. \"Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, please return to your common room,\" Dumbledore instructed.

Snape rejoined them after settling Draco in his room, when Sirius rounded on the Headmaster.

\"Albus what in God\'s name were you *thinking* by putting my godson and Malfoy in the same room?\"

\"Padfoot, please calm yourself. The kids might hear you,\" Remus said, placing his hand on his friend\'s arm.

\"Sirius, I understand that you\'re upset, as you should be. However, Harry\'s loss of control was brought on by an unusual connection with someone,\" Dumbledore explained.

\"How can Harry have so much power that he nearly destroyed this room?\" Remus pondered.

\"Both Harry and Mr. Malfoy will be eighteen next year, making them both of age in the wizarding community. At that time they will gain full access to their mag pow powers. This was only a taste of what we will see in the coming months.\"

Sirius was confused as well as Remus and Snape. \"What does Malfoy have to do with my godson? And how do Vegeta and Goku fit into all of this?\"

\"The boys need to see how Mr. Son and Prince Vegeta interact with each other. They will mentor them in certain topics,\" Dumbledore concluded.

McGonagall remained silent, as she knew what the aging wizard was talking about.

A house-elf appeared by Dumbldore\'s side, gently tugging on his crimson robes. The wizard greeted the elf and retrieved the note that it was holding.

\"Professors, I think it time that you were told the whole story behind Mr. Potter\'s and Mr. Malfoy\'s current situation. Please meet me in my office.\" Dumbledore and McGonagall left, leaving behind two bewildered Marauders and one confused Potions teacher.

\"What in the devil\'s name is going on, Severus?\" Remus prodded.

\"I wish that I knew. Albus is hiding something. He was going to tell me earlier but we were interrupted,\" Snape answered, an annoyed scowl crossing his face.

Sirius was deep in thought.

\"Let\'s go. We\'re not going to get any answers by standing around here,\" Remus said.

They all agreed and quickly made their way to the Headmaster\'s office.

~oOo@oOo~

The room was dark and comforting. The curtains had been pulled to prevent the afternoon sun from creeping in. Draco was sitting on his side of the bed. He had woken-up after about an hour of rest. Now, he was trying to read his Potions book, but he wasn\'t absorbing anything.

At the same time, Harry was stirring from his short nap as well. The pair locked eyes. Draco noticed that the once vivid green orbs were now dull and sad. His heart constricted from the sadness that he was feeling from Harry.

The Gryffindor said nothing. Harry was feeling an overwhelming surge of protection from Draco, and another emotion that was a little bit stronger, but the connection was broken when Draco looked away.

The scene from the common room came rushing back all to quickly for Harry. He was embarrassed and ashamed. He couldn\'t believe that he lost control like that! He nearly hurt his friends! Sure, Ron had been talking bad about him. . . It had hurt his feelings - but then - then he had started on Draco. That was unacceptable. After that he just couldn\'t see straight.

Draco closed his book and lay down next to Harry. Normally, he would be sleeping downstairs but seeing as to how the common room was mangled, he would be back to sharing a room with Harry.

He glanced over to see forest green eyes watching him.

\"How do you feel?\"

\"Drained.\"

\"Do you need anything? I can have one of the house-elves bring you something to eat or snack on,\" Draco offered.

Harry shook his head no. He leaned in closer to the blonde and reached over to tuck a strand of hair behind Draco\'s ear.

Draco captured his hand. Harry froze as Draco closed the gap between them and gently pressed his lips to Harry\'s. The Gryffindor\'s mind was so hazed from the thought of having Draco kiss him that he forgot to breathe.

/Oh, God! Maybe I was wrong. He doesn\'t feel anything. He\'s not doing anything/ Draco\'s mind was screaming at him. He was about to pull away when Harry slipped his hand behind Draco\'s head and parted his lips for the blonde to take full advantage of.

The kiss was not demanding nor was it urgent. It was filled with the very emotions that they felt for each other. The room glowed softly as their auras surrounded them once again. They pulled away from each other for air.

Harry was about to say something, but Draco raised his hand up to cease all questions. \"I\'m sorry, Harry. I should not have done that.\"

\"What? Kiss me?\"

Draco nodded.

\"No, don\'t ever be sorry for that.\"

\"I had no right to think that you would want to kiss me. Let alone any guy,\" Draco admitted sadly.

Harry tilted the blonde\'s chin so he was looking into metallic eyes. \"It\'s funny that you should say something like that. I never really cared too much for girls, but I always had fancied you.\"

Draco stared unbelievingly at Harry. \"Are you saying what I think you\'re saying?\"

\"Yes.\"

\"Since when?\" Draco asked.

\"Since our fifth year. I don\'t know - maybe even before that. I think that somewhere along the way our taunts and arguments turned into something other than rivalry,\" Harry replied.

\"I\'ve always wished that we could be something more, but I was scared that you didn\'t feel the same way. Then Dumbledore threw us together.\" Harry smiled, remembering the first night. \"And you wanted to start over. You have no idea how happy I was about that.\"

Then Harry\'s face took on a downcast look.

\"What\'s wrong, Harry?\"

\"I don\'t want to come between you and Pansy,\" he said, slightly moving away from the Slytherin prince.

\"Pansy?\" Draco asked in disbelief, raising an elegant eyebrow.

\"Your girlfriend,\" Harry murmured sadly.

/Oh, so that what was bothering him/ Draco thought. \"Is that was why you left the Great Hall that day?\"

\"Yes.\"

\"You thought that Pansy and I were together.\" Draco cringed. /Oh, God! Perish the though
\
\"Yes.\"

\"Humph, Parkinson and I are nothing. She\'s with Blaise now for whatever that is worth. She is a slut with more of a sex drive than Goku and Vegeta combined.\" Draco rolled his eyes and muttered, \"Maybe I can get some sleep if those two stay in the infirmary tonight.\" Harry laughed at that.

\"She\'s nothing more than a gold digger who wants me because of my name and money. As soon as you left I followed you to apologize. I didn\'t understand why then, but now I do.\" Draco cupped the side of Harry\'s face and brought him close once again.

\"I want to be with you, Harry.\"

\"Why?\"

\"Just like you, I realized that there is something more between us besides trying to best each other. Tonight I ran all the way from the hospital when I felt that you were upset. I wanted nothing more than to ease your pain.\"

Harry ran his fingers through Draco\'s golden strands. \"But, how did you know. . .?\"

\"I don\'t know,\" Draco whispered, closing his eyes, enjoying his gentle touch.

\"I felt. . .Hell, I don\'t know what I felt. I was so mad at Ron. He. . .he. . .\" Harry felt so betrayed and confused. He sniffed a little, trying hard not to cry.

Draco opened his eyes. They were only inches apart.

\"What\'s happening to me?\" Harry whispered.

\"What\'s happening to us?\" Draco corrected.

\"Us?\" Harry sat up.

\"I felt your emotions, Harry. Somehow we\'re connected, but don\'t worry we\'ll figure this out,\" Draco said as he pulled Harry back down and kissed him. Somehow they knew that everything would work out.

They cuddled in bed; neither said anything else but relaxed in the comfort of each other until they fell asleep.

~oOo@oOo~

The Headmaster always prided himself at keeping the peace at Hogwarts, but right now he was finding the task extraordinarily difficult.

\"Gentlemen, please,\" he attempted, for the umpteenth time to stop the so- called adults from killing each other.

\"If you\'re going to point that at me, I suggest that you go ahead and hex me now. If not then put the bloody thing away.\"

Sirius Black stood in the office of Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. He was pointing his wand at one of the people he despised the most in the entire world, besides Severus Snape.

\"Padfoot, he\'s not worth it,\" Remus said, trying to get his friend not to do something foolish.

Sirius lowered his wand but he did not put it away. \"Why is *he* here? Snape I can deal with but him,\" He didn\'t dare take his eyes off the person.

\"Because I asked him to come. He is best suited to explain the situation that\'s going on with Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy,\" Dumbledore replied, looking over the rim of his glasses. \"Now, please sit down. All of you,\" his voice took on an authoritative tone. \"Now, if you could be so kind to explain, Lucius.\"

Lucius Malfoy did not take a seat. He preferred to stand. The former Slytherin, now Death Eater needed to see everything around him. He couldn\'t drop his guard for one minute. He never knew when someone was going to stab him in the back.

\"Well, the quickest and simplest explanation would be that Potter and my son are bonding.\"

\"THEY\'RE WHAT?!!\" Sirius shot up out of his seat.

\"But how can that be possible?\" Remus asked.

\"Have you ever heard of the term \'Soul Mate\'?\" Lucius asked.

Everyone nodded their head. Good, the group wasn\'t a total loss after all.

\"When all of us were in our last year, we were giving an assignment in Divinations. . .\"

~ Flashback ~

Class was already in session. It was another boring day at trying to predict the future. The girls were especially looking forward to what the future held. Some even went as far as wanting to be happily married to one of handsome men in the school.

Today\'s assignmwas was to predict your future family. Two of the students were not looking forward to the outcome of the day\'s project.

\"How did I ever get stuck in this class and with you as a partner?\"

\"Because you said that you wanted to know what Lily thought of you. Well, in the long run anyway,\" The silver-eyed teen said.

\"Oh, like you didn\'t want to know what Narcissa thought of you?\" the raven- haired Gryffindor replied.

\"Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter, I suggest that you get down to business before I decide to deduct house points.\"

\"Yes Professor,\" James and Lucius replied in unison.

Coming back to the dreaded task at hand they concentrated. The mist in the crystal ball swirled around until the desired image appeared. Both men gasped.

Inside the ball stood a group of people in the Great Hall. They recognized Professor Dumbledore, who looked like he was presiding over some type of ceremony. He was dressed a rich scarlet and gold robe.

The other people they recognized were a much older Sirius and Remus, as well as a very happy looking Hagrid. Another boy with red hair was off to the side and a girl with brown curly hair was standing together.

But that wasn\'t what had shocked them. No, it was the two young men standing in front of Dumbledore, facing each other. The one on the professor\'s left was tall with short black hair and piercing green eyes. His face was framed with circular glasses. He was ded ied in Gryffindor\'s house colors. The young man on Dumbledore\'s right was extremely tall with flowing white blond hair and striking silver eyes. He was dressed in Slytherin\'s colors.

However, the real shocker was when both boys placed matching gold bands on each other\'s fingers. The image faded when Lucius and James looked at each other with eyes wide open.

\"Good lord!\" Lucius whispered.

\"I think that I need to lay down,\" James said.

\"Was that. . .\" Lucius started.

\"Our future?\" James ended.

They didn\'t know what to make of it. Well, they did but they couldn\'t find the words to describe it. They saw two young men that were mirror images of themselves. One thing was for sure, their sons would be married.

~ End flashback ~

\"So as you can see it was much of a shock to us as s tos to all of you,\" Lucius concluded.

\"Do you actually believe that Harry and your son are suppose to get married?\" Sirius said incredulously.

\"A month after Draco was born I received this.\" Lucius handed Sirius the parchment.

The animagus unrolled it and read it out loud.

[September 1, 1980 (1)
Ministry of Magic
Department of Bonding and Marriage
Reference Number: 7076049288833

To: Mr. and Mrs. Lucius Malfoy, parents of Draco Lucius Malfoy.

You are hereby notified of your son\'s bonding to the son of James and Lily Potter, Harry James Potter. Our records show that both are to be joined on or before your son\'s 18th (eighteenth) birthday. A High Witch or Wizard can perform the Bonding and Marriage ceremony.

Please be advised that if your son and Mr. Potter\'s son are not bound by the appropriate time, both can suffer from extreme emotional stress, a loss of control over magic, and possibly death.

Also note that until said couple is joined a fluctuation in magical powers may occur. Please use extreme caution when dealing with emotional outbursts.

Sincerely,
Tabetha Hakluyt
Bonding and Marriage Case Worker Supervisor]

Everyone was momentarily stunned into silence, but Sirius found his tongue rather quickly. \"How to we know that this isn\'t some type of trap of You- Know-Who to get his hands on Harry?\"

\"Believe me this is no trap. Voldemort is not that clever to think of something like this. Besides, if anything I\'m quite sure that he would prefer anyone to be bonded to Potter rather than to Lucius\' son,\" Snape cut in, a bit annoyed that Black was being difficult about this.

Everyone, including Lucius, looked at the Potions professor like he was crazy. Snape shrugged his shoulders and said, \"Well, he wouldn\'t.\"

\"James gave me his letter right after Harry was born. Just in case something ever happened to him,\" Dumbledore said. He held up an identical parchment and handed it to Sirius.

\"Why weren\'t Remus and I told of this?\" Sirius fumed, trying to keep a grip on his anger after reading the same parchment.

\"Because the fewer people who knew about this, the better. While most witches and wizards found love, few found their soul mates. They were a rare occurrence. Even more rare were the children of soul mates bonding. James and Lily were soul mates, as well as Lucius and Narcissa.\"

Sirius sighed in defeat. There were obviously just too many predictions of this pairing. . .it had to be Harry and Draco\'s destiny. What a bloody mess!

\"Alright, what do we do now?\" the ex-convict asked.

\"We do absolutely nothing,\" Lucius said.

\"Now see here! If my godson has to be saddled with your son then he has a right to know!\" Sirius\' temper was getting the best of him.

\"What\'s wrong with you, Black? We can\'t tell them,\" Snape cut in.

\"And why the bloody hell not?\"

\"If we were to tell them that they are to be married they might fight the bond. We don\'t want that to happen,\" Lucius replied.

\"Says who?\" Sirius mumbled.

So far Dumbledore and McGonagall had remained silent. Dumbledore was enjoying every minute of his former student\'s reactions. Although, McGonagall was clearly not amused.

\"Professor, is that the reason why you put Harry and Draco in the same tower?\" Remus asked. He had a little more discretion than his friend.

\"Yes, Remus, but do not worry. Everything will work out in the end. Now, if you all will excuse me I need to discuss another important matter with Professor McGonagall.\"

Everyone bid the Headmaster and Deputy Headmistress goodbye. It wasn\'t until the group got into the hallway when the fireworks really started.

\"You bastard! I know that somehow you managed to cast a spell to bind Harry and Draco together,\" Sirius growled as he slammed Lucius into the wall.

\"Let him go Black,\" Snape said. He was pointing his wand directly at Sirius\' head. Remus aimed his wand at Snape in the same fashion.

\"Severus it\'s quite alright. It\'s understandable that Black is upset. I assure you Sirius, I had nothing to do with this,\" the blonde said.

Whatever else that the men were going say was cut short as Severus and Remus whipped their heads to the right. Coming up the passageway was Vegeta and Goku.

\"Well, if it isn\'t our most unique Muggles,\" Snape said crossing his arms over his chest, placing his wand back in the folds of his robe.

Lucius was looking a bit confused at the strangely dressed men.

\"Hello Professor Snape, Sirius, Remus,\" Goku greeted. \"Hi I\'m Goku and this is Vegeta,\" he introduced himself to Malfoy, but Vegeta said nothing.

\"Malfoy. Lucius Malfoy. I see that your friend doesn\'t talk much.\"

\"Only when he has to.\"

\"Well, I must be going. Gentlemen. Black.\" Lucius was out of the hall before anyone could stop him.

Sirius growled in annoyance at Lucius\'e die dismissal, then turned on Snape. \"Next time Severus, when you want to duel, just ask. I\'ll be more than happy than to kick your arse.\"

\"With pleasure.\" Snape departed as well.

\"So, I trust that you\'re feeling better. What happened?\" Remus asked the pair.

Goku put his hand behind his head and smiled. \"We sorta passed out. We have a sensitive sense of smell, among other things.\"

Sirius and Remus looked at the two Saiyans. \"Such as?\"

\"All of our senses are heightened,\" Goku replied.

\"Hey Moony, they\'re kind of like you in that sense,\" Sirius said.

Remus snorted, \"No I really don\'t see the comparison.\"

\"I agree with the Wolf.\" Vegeta smirked and glared at both of them especially Remus.

The Marauders looked at the royal, taken aback by the comment.

\"How did you know that?\" Sirius asked.

\"Hn. Like Kakarott just said, we have a sensitive nose. Come, Kakarott.\" Vegeta walked passed them to get to the griffin that was guarding Dumbledore\'s office.

\"Well, see you guys later.\" Goku waved, running off to catch-up to his lover.

\"You know Vegeta is a jerk,\" Sirius said.

\"I couldn\'t agree with you more. Let\'s go grab something to eat, Padfoot.\"

\"I\'m not really hungry, Moony. You go ahead and eat and I\'ll see later, okay.\"

\"Very well. I\'ll see you later.\"

The friends parted ways. Sirius didn\'t know was to make of the situation. There was no way what so ever that he could tell Harry about Draco but it seems that Lucius was right. They couldn\'t say anything to either of the boys. Fate sometimes played a cruel hand in people\'s lives.

Hopefully, Draco could give Harry everything that he needed. God only knows that his godson didn\'t get it when he lived with those awful relatives of his.

/What to do about them getting together?/

Sirius made his way to his chambers in somewhat of a good mood. Now, if he could only figure out how to deal with Vegeta and his icy nature then everything would be fine.

~ TBC ~


Chapter 6: Accepting part 2/3

/ thoughts /
:: telepathy ::

September had passed rather slowly for Harry. He still wasn\'t talking to Ron, he was still upset about the incident in his common room. Hermione had tried to patch things up between the two friends but Harry was being stubborn about it. Ron tried to see him to apologize but he couldn\'t get within two feet of Harry because of Vegeta.

The Saiyan prince sent a glare of death to him that promised everything but mercy. Goku had told the redhead that Harry would talk to him when he was ready.

Over the next several weeks Harry and Draco took things slowly. They would talk about their feelings towards each other. They would cuddle and kiss at night, but nothing more for fear of scaring each other off. They were content for the time being. They also decided that it would be best to keep their relationship to themselves for fear of retaliation from Slytherin, or even worse, Draco\'s father. He still wasn\'t sure how he was going to break the news to him.

Vegeta and Goku were also helping. The teens saw how they freely interacted with each other, even in public. On more than one occasion the Saiyan couple had been spotted making out around school.

During that time Harry and Draco noticed that they weren\'t leaking magic wherever they touched. Plus, they were feeling quite comfortable holding hands or hugging in front of Goku and Vegeta.

Hermione was visiting more often, which Harry was thankful for. She had found some information for him in a book called \"Magical Bonding between Witches and Wizards\". They had discovered that they were indeed connecting, or rather bonding, with each other; that was why they could feel each other\'s emotions.

Once they reached the age of maturity their magic would be at full strength. Not only that but they would be able to perform complex spells, which included casting spells together to double its strength. However, the downside of that would be that Harry and Draco would be joined forever on the night of the binding ceremony. She wasn\'t sure if she should tell him about the ritual, and if Draco knew about it.

Even if they were intimate, the Ministry wouldn\'t permit casting double spells unless they were legally bound. Hermione didn\'t think that Harry was ready to be tied down to Draco for the rest of his life. That was one of the clauses associated with binding rituals - it was for life.

Hermione figured that she could to talk with either Goku or Vegeta about the subject.

\"Harry, it says here that whenever a witch and wizard, or in your case, wizard and wizard, can feel each others emotions they are meant to be together. There is more, but I think you two are soul mates.\" Hermione said.

\"Okay, so?\"

\"So, Harry, you and Draco were meant to be together,\" Hermione replied, then she changed the topic of discussion. \"When are you going to let Ron off the hook? He feels really bad about what happened.\"

Harry stiffened a little. \"I don\'t know. He still hasn\'t fully accepted the fact that I\'m gay.\"

\"Yes, he has. It was just a little bit of a shock that\'s all.\"

\"You mean that he\'s disappointed that I\'m not dating Ginny,\" Harry countered.

\"No, it\'s not that Harry. He has accepted that you are gay, he just doesn\'t understand why you would want to date Malfoy when there are so many other guys to chose from,\" Hermione said.

She understood why her friend was attracted to the gorgeous blonde. They were each other half. The threads of Fate had made sure that they would be together. She was just glad that Harry\'s soul mate wasn\'t Snape. She cringed at the thought. At least Malfoy was pleasing on the eye.

\"At any rate I\'m glad that you\'re happy. Have you told Sirius and Remus yet?\"

Harry shook his head. \"I\'m not sure how Sirius would react. He still blames Lucius Malfoy for my parent\'s deaths. Remus will probably be okay - you know him - he\'ll forgive just about anyone.\"

\"Well, I guess Mr. Malfoy being a Death Eater doesn\'t help either.\"

\"No, it doesn\'t.\"

\"Listen, I have to go. I\'m meeting Ron in thirty minutes. I\'m helping him with Potions, so I\'ll talk with you later.\" Hermione gave her friend a hug and left.

A few moments later Draco walked in.

\"Draco, I need a favor. Would you apologize to Hermione and Ron?\" Harry asked as he plopped down on the bed next to Draco.

\"If that would make you happy I\'ll try, but I\'m not promising anything.\" Draco bent down and kissed Harry on the top of his head.

\"Oh, man Draco. You need a bath,\" Harry said, holding his nose and waving his hand in the air to get rid of the foul scent.

\"Sorry about that, but you know how it goes.\" Draco was stripping out of Quidditch uniform. Quidditch practice had started at the beginning of October.

\"You could have showered before coming back here.\" Harry was frowning at the dirty patch Draco had left on the bed when he got up.

\"What? And miss the way you look when I undress?\" Draco teased, casting him an innocent look.

Harry threw a pillow at the blonde but missed as he ran into the bathroom giggling. Harry was the same way. He waited until he got back to his room to shower after an intense practice session. However, his boyfriend didn\'t turn red with embarrassment.

~oOo@oOo~

Later that night Vegeta and Goku retired to their bedchambers after dinner in the Great Hall. It was becoming quite clear to Draco that the prince was more tired than usual. He even caught the royal dosing off in class a few times. Vegeta also was looking a bit more pale as the days dragged on.

The prince was eating less and that was starting to worry Draco. He wondered if that was just part of being pregnant or something else.

Harry and Draco were in Potions one day when Goku and Vegeta showed up late. Vegeta had been sick all morning and didn\'t get any rest the night before because of his morning sickness. Harry was sure that if they were students Snape would have given them detention and deducted house points.

Even though Vegeta was sick that didn\'t stop him from his nightly activities with Goku.

Draco was thankful that he was back in the room with Harry. The common room was still under renovation and it probably wouldn\'t be finished until Thanksgiving. Goku and Vegeta were being a bit too noisy to handle. Harry groaned into his pillow as he tried to shut out the cries of passion from the Saiyans. He didn\'t know that the pair was like that! Maybe he should go back to sneaking out night again. At least he would be away from all that racket.

He even went as far as to put the pillow over his head. \"God! What are they doing?\"

\"Now, Harry you should know better than to ask that question,\" Draco smirked.

Harry looked confusedly at his boyfriend. \"Well, I\'ve kind of got a good guess.\"

\"Man, I swear. You\'re too innocent for your own good.\" Draco just laughed at Harry\'s reddening face. \"Okay, okay. If it will make you feel any better I\'ll cast a spell or something on their room.\"

It was a little after midnight and neither one of them was going to be able to get any sleep with all that noise going on down the hall. It was going to be torture no matter how they looked at it.

~oOo@oOo~

It was the middle of October, just two more weeks until the Halloween party. The students and staff had kept a wary distance from the Saiyan prince. After the last run-in with Professor Snape nobody wanted to be on the receiving end of the royal\'s wrath.

People had started to notice a change in the interaction between the silver- eyed Slytherin and the raven-haired Gryffindor. It seemed strange that Draco didn\'t taunt the Golden Trio or go out of his way to embarrass them. They were even civil to each other whenever they got paired up in class.

Slytherin House was not happy in the least at the change in their revered prince - especially one person in particular.

Pansy had missed flirting with Draco at dinner in the Great Hall the past few weeks. She had also noticed that Gryffindor\'s Golden Boy had started missing dinner as well.

\"Blaise, where\'s Draco?\"

\"Don\'t know, Pansy. Why?\"

\"Well, the only time that we get to see him is in class or breakfast and lunch and even then he seems preoccupied with something,\" she replied.

\"He told me that Dumbledore moved him to his own personal quarters,\" Blaise answered, going to back to his meal.

\"Look I have the strange suspicion that our dear Draco is keeping something from us. Don\'t you find it odd that he hasn\'t been making Potter\'s life and that of his friends miserable this year?\"

\"No, I don\'t Pansy, and it\'s really none of our business,\" Blaise said hoping that she wouldn\'t pursue the matter any further.

He snorted to himself. He knew Pansy thought she was his girlfriend. He was only going out with the self-centered witch because Draco had asked him too. Blaise understood that Draco didn\'t like her. Pansy had a way to bring out the worst in people. Her ego drove her to make advances towards the entire Hogwarts male population, especially one sexy-looking Draco Malfoy.

He remembered a conversation that they had at the end of their sixth year concerning Pansy.

~ Flashback ~

Blaise was sitting in a chair of an unused classroom watching his friend pace the floor. Draco had wanted to meet with him about something.

\"Dra, just spit it out. Whatever it is that\'s bothering you can\'t be all that bad,\" Blaise said, hoping that it would prompt his friend to talk.

The blonde turned. His black robes twirled from the sudden movement. \"Look Blaise, I need you to do something for me.\"

\"Okay.\"

\"I need for you to go out with Pansy or keep her occupied.\"

\"Why is that, mate? I thought your father wanted you to marry her, or something like that.\"

\"That was just a scare tactic to get me to produce an heir. Believe me, if Parkinson was the last female on earth I wouldn\'t touch her with a ten foot pole, let alone have sex with her,\" Draco replied.

Blaise laughed at his friend. \"Dra, why don\'t you just tell your father the truth?\"

\"And have him kill me? No thanks.\"

\"I hate to be the bearer of bad news Dra, but I don\'t think that you would want that bit of information coming from someone else,\" Blaise said.

He knew for quite some time that his best friend was gay. He found out at the beginning of their fifth year. Blaise had always wondered why Draco never had a girlfriend. After all, there were plenty of girls throwing themselves at him but Draco never seemed interested in any of them. When Draco told him, he was surprised at first but he wasn\'t going to turn his back on his friend because of his sexual preferences.

\"I know.\" Draco dropped into a nearby chair.

\"Well, mate. You have all of summer to tell him,\" Blaise said.

\"And what am I suppose to do in the meantime? I mean, he wants me to be married by my 18th birthday. It\'s not like I can take an ad in the Daily Prophet: Young Malfoy Heir seeks single attractive wizard. Must love Quidditch. Prefer dark hair, jade eyes, and dazzling smile.\"

\"If I didn\'t know any better Dra, I\'d say that you just described Potter,\" Blaise replied in between fits of laughter.

The Slytherin looked at his friend with bright silver eyes. \"Oh, for the love of Merlin! You like Potter!\"

\"Don\'t say anything Blaise or I\'ll hex you three ways from Sunday,\" Draco threatened.

Blaise threw up his hands. \"Perish the thought. So, are you going to tell him?\"

\"What?! Are you mad? I can\'t tell Harry that I like him. He\'ll probably curse me or worse. . .\"

\"Yeah, he could like you,\" Blaise said smiling.

\"Don\'t give me any false hope,\" Draco said dejectedly.

All joking was cast aside when Blaise said, \"Then don\'t tell him. You have another year and a half to find someone and marry him. Don\'t let your fear of being rejected keep you from being happy.\"

Draco didn\'t respond to his friend\'s advice. Instead, he stood up and said, \"I have class and you should be going too. I\'ll see you at dinner.\" The blonde removed the privacy spell he had put on the room and left.

The Slytherin watched his friend walk away. \"I just hope you just don\'t take to long or else some one will catch his eye,\" Blaise said to the empty classroom.

~ End flashback ~

Blaise had to admit to himself that if didn\'t like girls he would go for his friend. As he thought about it Draco was extremely handsome. His features were slightly feminine, but Draco was all male. He stood at an impressive height of six feet. Draco had filled out in all the right places and even had a six-pack from playing Quidditch. The blonde recently stopped adding gel in his hair. The silky blonde hair cascaded down his back like a river. Despite the long hours out in the sun from practicing and playing Quidditch, his skin was still pale but that only enhanced his beauty.

The Slytherin was brought out of his reverie when he heard, \". . .and I\'m going to find out what!\" Pansy left before Blaise could voice his objection. He got up quickly to follow her, but she was already gone by the time he stepped into corridor beyond the double doors of the Great Hall.

\"Damn! Dra\'s going to kill me,\" Blaise said to himself as he hit his head on the nearest wall.

~oOo@oOo~

Defense Against the Dark Arts was in session, and had become Harry\'s favorite class. Today\'s lesson was in hand-to-hand combat. Sirius and Remus alternated days with Goku and Vegeta in teaching the class. The lucky group for the afternoon was Slytherin and Gryffindor.

Sirius teamed with Goku to teach Gryffindor, while Remus teamed with Vegeta to teach Slytherin. Remus didn\'t care for the Saiyan\'s company. Vegeta was becoming more of a jerk than ever. Remus couldn\'t really blame him, since the pregnancy was making him grumpier than usual.

The past two months had been pure hell with Vegeta. He would go off on teachers and students alike. Madam Pomfrey said that mood swings were normal with any pregnancy, but it would be worse with the prince because hs mas male.

The royal even split the head table in half because he couldn\'t get rocky road ice cream. While Dumbledore found the whole situation amusing, the teachers did not.

Today, Remus had the dubious pleasure of being in Vegeta\'s company. He was praying to whatever deity that would listen would have mercy on him that Vegeta would not lose his temper. He had warned the class the previous day that Vegeta had been a little moody and they needed to watch what was said around him.

Pansy was shooting daggers at the prince. She hadn\'t gotten over how he had humiliated her in the common room, but she knew better than to ever try anything else with him. Her thoughts shifted back to Draco, heir to the Malfoy fortune. She smiled to herself as she looked at him. He was quietly chatting with Blaise.

She didn\'t understand why he put her down or dismissed her the way that he did - after all she was pretty. Her father was not pleased with her for failing to attract the pureblood wizard. Her father wanted her to marry Lucius\' only son. Mr. Parkinson wanted the prestige of the Malfoy name, and so far Pansy was no closer to the young blonde than when they had first met.

Something about Draco was an enigma to her. She knew that he didn\'t have a girlfriend. The more she thought about it - she had never seen him with a girlfriend. /Oh, my god! Could he be. . .?/ Whatever thought Pansy was about to have would have to wait as the lesson got under way.

\"All right class! Now, today you\'re going to be paired off,\" Professor Lupin started. \"As you know you will not be able to defend yourself properly if your wand is somehow taken from you, or if you\'re cornered. This should allow you to take your opponent by surprise so that you can either cause them to lose their wand or recover yours,\" the professor explained. \"Any questions so far?\"

Remus looked over the class and saw one delicate hand raised. \"Yes, Miss Parkinson.\"

\"How can you demonstrate this when *he* doesn\'t know a thing about magic?\" Pansy refused to use Vegeta\'s name.

Remus cursed to himself. He should have known that Slytherin wouldn\'t heed the warning. He could feel a headache coming on. Remus was about to reply but Vegeta answered.

\"Who says that I know nothing of magic?\" Vegeta stalked around the group. \"I may not be a wizard but I\'m equally as powerfully as one.\"

Vegeta stopped right in front of Pansy. She gulped. \"How about you showing your classmates the correct way to fend off an attacker.\" Vegeta gave her his trademark smirk.

She hated that look. Pansy knew that she should not have said that. She shyly made her way to the center of the platform that had been erected for the class. For some reason, Dumbledore had requested that the class be held outside.

The teacher pulled the royal aside before he took his position. \"What is it, Wolf?\"

\"I\'ll pretend that I didn\'t hear that remark,\" Remus hissed. He hated when people called him that, and Vegeta was no exception. \"You are in no condition to do this.\"

\"I am perfectly capable of protecting myself.\"

\"Vegeta, don\'t underestimate Parkinson. She already put you in the medical ward once. Besides, I promised Goku that I wouldn\'t let you spar.\"

\"The girl fights dirty, but she will not get the best of me this time,\" Vegeta said tugging free of the professor\'s hold.

Vegeta stood across from the Slytherin girl. \"Alright ningen, show me what you\'ve got.\"

\"I am a witch,\" Pansy huffed. She had no ideal what that word meant but it couldn\'t be good.

\"And I\'m the Prince of All Saiyans!\" he replied, already moving.

Vegeta dropped below the aim of her outstretched wand and swung his leg behind her ankles sweeping her off her feet. She tried to stand up again, but before she could get to her feet, he had grabbed her hand. She began to speak and Vegeta clamped his other hand over her mouth gagging her. He used a wristlock and twisted her wrist until she dropped the wand. He then let go and flipped away from her, forming a ki ball in his hand. Vegeta was about to launch the orb at her -

\"Stop!\" Remus interrupted.

Vegeta let the ball of energy dissipate into the air. He smirked at the female as she rubbed her sore wrist as she retrieved her lost wand. Her anger was clearly written on her face.

\"Can anyone tell me what Miss Parkinson did wrong?\" Again the professor looked around the class. \"Ah, Mr. Malfoy.\"

\"Miss Parkinson lost her concentration when she was knocked down and for that brief interval Prince Vegeta could have cast a spell. Well, in his case, a ki blast.\" The class had been informed that Goku and Vegeta were able use powerful blasts of energy that they produced from their own body, instead of needing wands and magic.

\"Very good. Ten points to Slytherin. For the remainder of the class we are going to work on the sweep and wristlock that Prince Vegeta demonstrated. Practice with your partners.\"

Vegeta was starting toward the stairs of the platform when he heard a spell cast. Even though he was prepared this time, he was still knocked to the ground. Remus began to move to help, but Vegeta waved him away, glaring at Pansy.

\"Miss Parkinson, fifty points from Slytherin for attacking a professor,\" Remus called out.

\"He\'s not a professor,\" She argued not happy that she just lost her House much needed points.

\"As long as he is in this class he is.\"

Vegeta got up and dusted himself off. \"So you wanted another go,\" he said. He voice was low. \"Fine, but I warned you not to mess with me.\"

Vegeta shot a bright white sphere into the sky. Obsidian orbs looked directly into it. The students wondered what the royal was doing. Pansy ignored the light show and walked back over to Blaise and Draco, but when they stared at something behind her she turned in curiosity. She shrieked as the prince as grew in size and his appearance changed.

\"Oh, good Lord,\" Remus said as he craned his head back to look up at prince\'s altered form.

The rest of the class went into a state of panic as the giant, growling ape loomed over them.

This was not good. The prince could trample everyone. Dumbledorver ver warned him about this and here he thought that having a werewolf teach Dark Arts was bad. Remus would have passed out but somehow he just couldn\'t do it. The prince stomped and roared. The birds that hid in the trees all flew away.

Remus quickly turned to Draco. \" Mr. Malfoy please go to Professor Black\'s class and inform him of the situation.\"

Draco left without another word. The only thing that he could think of was how could Pansy be so thick as to try and attack the same person twice without thinking of the consequences.

~*~

The Gryffindor class was going along with no problems. Sirius had paired up Ron and Harry. The latter was still not speaking to the former, and the professor didn\'t care if they were talking or not. Sirius hoped that Harry would knock some sense into the young Weasley.

Goku was in the middle of showing his group of students how to block a strike. He had a feeling of foreboding wash over him when Draco came rushing into the class.

\"PROFESSOR BLACK!\" he yelled.

\"Yes, Mr. Malfoy.\" Sirius was demonstrating a punch when the blonde Slytherin ran in.

\"You have to hurry!\" Everyone turned to stare the teen.

\"Slow down, Mr. Malfoy.\"

Draco took a few calming breaths. \"It\'s Vegeta. Pansy tried to take him out with another disarming spell, but it didn\'t work. Vegeta got pissed off and threw something into the air and he changed into this gigantic ape.\"

When Ron and Hermione heard that they froze. Harry saw the scared look on his friend\'s face. \"Ron, what\'s wrong?\"

The redhead started backing away. \"Harry, he going to kill us all!\"

\"Vegeta!\" Goku took off before Draco finished explaining.

Sirius and Harry were right behind the large Saiyan male as was the rest of the class. Ron and Hermione ran in the opposite direction. They knew what lay in wait for them and they wanted no part of it.

~*~

\"Do you know that your life is nothing? You have challenged me one too many times little girl. Now I will show you what a Saiyan is capable of,\" Vegeta said. His voice was harsh. His elongated snout accented every word.

Everyone was frozen in fear where they stood. They didn\'t know what the beast was capable of.

\"Vegeta, let\'s talk about this!\" Remus yelled.

\"I will not have my unborn child threatened by some know-it-all witch who can\'t even take an ass-whooping like a big girl,\" Vegeta snarled.

\"Unborn child,\" Pansy whispered, as did the rest of the class.

Vegeta\'s massive head turned toward her. Hard crimson eyes chilled her to the bone.

\"Parkinson!\" The class turned to see Goku and the others heading toward them. The earth-raised Saiyan grabbed hold of the scared girl.

\"I warned you not to mess with my mate. . .\" Goku abruptly ceased talking. He looked up at his lover only to have his eyes home in on the bright glowing orb in the sky. He roughly pushed Pansy away from him.

\"Remus, what the hell happened?!\" Sirius asked.

\"Miss Parkinson took it upon herself to try and beat Vegeta and this is the result,\" Remus answered pointing to the prince.

\"What\'s wrong with you?!\" Harry yelled at Pansy.

\"Harry calm down,\" Draco whispered, he was trying to keep his boyfriend in check.

\"It\'s not my fault that he went ape,\" Pansy said. She was warily eyeing the two males in front of her.

\"Apologize to them right now Parkinson,\" Harry demanded.

\"And if I don-\"

\"AIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE!!!\" a student screamed.

All eyes were now trained on the other great beast.

\"Oh, shit!\" Remus said.

\"Moony we\'ve got to get the students out of here. Whatever Vegeta threw into the sky made him transform.\"

Harry and Draco ran over the professors. \"Sirius, there is no way we can get by them without being noticed.\"

\"What are you saying?\" Sirius looked at his godson.

\"Vegeta and Goku would sense us before we even took a step to leave. Vegeta is responding to a threat and he\'s going to eliminate it no matwhatwhat.\" Harry glared at Pansy.

Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape arrived to see the to two Saiyans roar at each other. Hermione ran into Professor Snape\'s class, much to his annoyance, she told him that Vegeta was on a rampage but not before he deducted twenty points for disrupting his class.

Ron likewise found Dumbledore and pretty much said the same thing. Vegeta and Goku faced off ignoring the insignificant humans below them.

Snape gaped at the couple. He never seen a Saiyan transformation and wondered if this was the reason why they disappeared whenever there was a full moon. He had heard stories when he was younger of a great beast that would wreak havoc around the countryside where he lived, destroying the forest and surrounding area.

But why were they like this now? There was no full moon. So, what had made them change? Then he saw it.

\"Finite Incantum!\" The ball of light exploded with such force that everyone had to shield their eyes from the blinding light.

Immediately, Goku and Vegeta shrunk back to their normal size. Luckily, Vegeta fell face down on top of Goku or else they would have been on full display for the students.

\"Class is dismissed!\" Sirius called out. None of the students were willing to leave. \"I will take off fifty points if you do not leave at once.\" That got them going with the exception of Harry and Draco.

\"How were they able to transform like that?\" Remus asked.

\"That was a Moon Sphere.\" The teachers turned to Harry. They had completely forgot about the two students standing there.

\"A what, Mr. Potter?\" McGonagall asked.

\"Moon Sphere. It gives them the ability to transform at any given time without the aid of a full moon,\" Harry replied.

Draco cut in, \"None of this would have happened if Pansy didn\'t let her temper get the best of her.\"

\"What do you mean?\" Snape asked, his dark eyes shifting back and forth between the boys.

\"Vegeta showed her up in class and she didn\'t like the fact that he out-did her,\" Draco replied.

The teachers shared a look. \"I will deal with Miss Parkinson,\" Snape said.

\"But one question remains?\" Draco said.

\"Anat wat would that be young Malfoy?\" Dumbledore inquired.

\"Why didn\'t the Moon Sphere effect Professor Lupin?\"

\"Ah, that is a good question. The reason for it is that the Moon Sphere is artificial. Therefore it does not coincide with the natural effects of a lunar cycle. Furthermore, the Moon Sphere triggers the transformation response with those of Saiyan blood,\" Dumbledore explained. \"Professor Black could you and Professor Lupin please take them back to their room along with Mr. Potter and Mr. Malfoy. Professor McGonagall please make sure that no one was injured during their brief escapade.\"

Once everyone was gone Snape turned to Dumbledore to protest. re hre he could voice his objections, Dumbledore said, \"Severus, when Prince Vegeta is up to visitors I\'m quite sure that he will answer any questions that you might have regarding today.\"

\"Albus. . .\"

The Headmaster held up hand to cease all questions. \"Return to class, Severus, I am sure that your students are creating some interesting potions in your absence,\" Dumbledore said smiling at Snape\'s horrified expression thinking of his beloved classroom in ruin.

The wizard popped a lemon drop in his mouth and chuckled as the black clad figured disappeared from view. Dumbledore was having a grand time this year and it was only the beginning. They still needed to get through Halloween and Christmas. He also wondered how Valentine\'s Day goingoing to turn out. He just couldn\'t wait.

The professor clapped his wrinkled hands behind his back and proceeded to the castle humming some Muggle tune that he didn\'t know the name of.

~ TBC ~


Chapter 6: Accepting part 3/3

/ 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 dowirs.irs.

\"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 tlowslows 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 lighte ste 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 Gryffi\'s \'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 wolastlast.

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 sas has 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 possesses chs 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 Seekouldould 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 som 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 thence nce 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 werey viy 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 gp oup 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

Harry 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 ^_~