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Book 4: The Half-Blood Princes	By : DamianTheSnowLeox Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1991 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Potions Class Mishap

“History of Magic is up ladies, not down.” Professor McGonagall called out.

“Davies! That’s the girl’s bathroom boy! Unless you got something to tell me, don’t go in there!” Karcdob barked out, making Davies blush madly and run away. He spotted Harry, Ron and Trunks laughing at the chaos then looked to Minerva “Hey Minny?” Minerva raised an eyebrow at the nickname “Can you deal with those three trouble makers? Think I see a fight about to happen over there.” When he finished speaking he groaned at the tell tale sound of a fist hitting something. “Damn it…” he huffed and sped walked over “OIE! STOP THAT!”

Trunks looked at McGonagall looked over and he gulped “Uh oh, she looks annoyed guys...”

Harry and Ron looked over wearily as Minerva spoke up in a brisk tone “Potter!”

Harry sighed “This can’t be good.” he then walked over “Yes Professor?”

Minerva looked at Harry pointedly “Enjoying ourselves Potter?”

Harry shrugged “Well you see, I’ve got an open period this morning Professor-”

“So I noticed.” Minerva interrupted “I would think you’d want to fill it with potions. Or is it no longer your ambition to become an Auror?”

Harry nodded “It is. Or was. But I was told I had to get an Outstanding in my O.W.L.’s”

“And so you did,” Minerva quipped “when Professor Snape was teaching Potions. However, Professor Slughorn is perfectly happy to accept N.E.W.T. students, with Exceeds Expectations.”

“Brilliant. Well... I’ll head there straight away.” Harry said as he started to turn.

“Good!” Karcdob gruffed as he walked towards them, two ruffled looking students in his hands being held by their scruffs “Take Weasley and Trunks with you. They look far too happy over there.”

“But I don’t want to take Potions!” Ron complained as they walking towards the Potion’s class door. “Quidditch trials are coming up! I have to practice!”

Trunks chuckled “It might be fun. Probably less intense than with Snape for sure.” he elbowed the ginger “You’ll have plenty of time to practice Ron.”

When the three of them walked into the class, Slughorn turned and grinned “Ah! Harry m’boy! I was beginning to worry! And I see we’ve brought two people with us? “

Trunks bowed “Trunks Iarim sir.”

Ron looked uncomfortable “Ron Weasley, sir. But I’m dead awful at Potions, a menace actually, so I probably should just-” Trunks put a firm hand on Ron’s shoulder as the teen went to turn and run.

“Nonsense!” Horace exclaimed. We’ll sort you out. Any friend of Harry’s is a friend of mine. Get your books out.”

“Um, sorry, sir, but I haven’t got my book yet, nor has Ron and Trunks.” Harry said awkwardly

Trunks smirked and pulled out a book “Fred gave me his.” Ron scowled then looked back at Horace.

The plump Professor smiled “Never mind, get what you want from the cupboard.” Trunks walked over as the Professor continued his lesson “Now, as I was saying, I prepared some concoctions this morning. Any ideas what these might be?” Trunks and Hermione raised their hands simultaneously. Vegeta and Piccolo, who were also in the class, raised their hands as well. Slughorn looked at Vegeta and Piccolo curiously “Yes my… ah… boy?” he looked at Piccolo.

Piccolo raised an eye ridge and said “My name is Piccolo and I am fairly certain the first one is Veritaserum.” he walked forwards, his black cloak whipping behind him “The potion makes the drinker tell the truth no matter how much the drinker doesn’t want to tell it. The second one is Amortentia, a love potion of sorts. It smells different to each person according to what attracts them. For instance, I smell… my waterfall back home… newly opened cherry blossoms... and…” he blushed a deep violet then went quiet; the last smell was the scent of Gohan when the Omega was in heat. “Er… blood…” Some students whispered as the Namekian averted his eyes then cleared his throat and said “The third one is Felix Felicis, otherwise known as Liquid Luck. It makes the drinker lucky for a period of time. During that time, everything they attempt will be successful in one way or another. It will to causes giddiness, recklessness, and dangerous overconfidence if consumed too much.”

Slughorn grinned and clapped his hands “Ah yes! Well done Piccolo! Fifteen points to Slytherin!” he walked around to the front of the table slowly “Now, Amortentia doesn’t create actual love, that would be impossible. However, it does cause powerful infatuation or obsession. For that reason, it is probably the most powerful potion in this room.” As he put the lid on, several students -including Trunks and Vegeta- had stopped creeping forwards, having been drawn in by the scent they were smelling.

Vegeta blinked then he was drawn out of his trance then scowled and backed up, crossing his arms. His sense of smell was better than the Earth wizards so he could smell the potion almost perfectly. The Prince smelled freshly spilt blood, Goku after he trained hard so he was musky with sweat and blood, and the scent of Draco when he first smelled the Omega’s heat.

Trunks shook his head and backed away from the potion. He shoved his hands into his pockets as he thought about what he smelled: the electrical and chemical smell of a lab, the twin’s sweet shop scent they always carried with them, and the exhilarating smell of a battle.

Slughorn picked up the vial of Liquid Luck and grinned “This right here, is a tiny amount of Liquid Luck as Piccolo said, and this is what I offer you as a prize for completing today’s assignment. This little potion is very tricky to make and disastrous if you get it wrong. One sip and you’ll find that all of your endeavors succeed. At least, until the effects wear off.” he put the vial back “So, how do you win this tiny prize? One lucky student much brew, in the hour that remains, an acceptable draft of Living Death. Recipes of which will be found on page ten of your books.” everyone shuffled to turn their books to that page “I should point out however, only one had managed to brew a potion of sufficient quality to claim this prize. Nevertheless, good luck to you all. Let the brewing commence!”

Everyone then scattered, Vegeta smirking at Piccolo “Let’s see who can complete it first and do it correctly.”

Piccolo smirked back “You’re on.”

The two of them sat down and quickly went to work. Trunks quickly sat down next to Hermione and grinned at her “Good luck ‘Mione!”

Hermione smiled back “You too Trunks.”

Everyone in the class worked diligently on their potions. Vegeta had gotten frustrated with cutting the Sopophorus beans so he just growled and took the amount needed and crushed it into his hand. Piccolo and Trunks doing the same when they too got frustrated. As Piccolo worked, Seamus’ potion suddenly exploded and Vegeta started cackling at him while Piccolo growled, not realizing he put too much of the next ingredient into the potion. Piccolo raised an eyebrow when Trunks cursed quietly as his potion turned a disgusting vomit yellow-orange then started to expel a sour smell. Piccolo chuckled then turned back his potion; nothing bad was happening yet but it wasn’t going good either. Around the room, other potion maker’s weren’t looking so well. Hermione looked like she was on the edge of a panic attack, her hair frizzy with stress.

Suddenly from Piccolo’s right, Vegeta’s potion burst into a cloud of light lavender, engulfing him as he coughed violently and waved his hand. “Fuck!” Vegeta cursed loudly and continued to cough and wave his hand.

Piccolo backed away from the smoke cloud that had encompassed the Prince, coughing as he breathed in some of it on accident “Vegeta?” Slughorn walked over with his wand drawn and waved it, dissipating the smoke. Everyone who was looking over widened their eyes.

Vegeta snarled “The fuck are y-” he paused when his voice didn’t sound right. It sounded… high. He looked down at his hands; they looked less calloused and meaty than they were before, dainty almost. Looked down more he yelped when he saw some sort of bulge on his chest “THE FUCK?!” Vegeta quickly ran over to a nearby mirror and his eyes widened “No fucking-! NO!” His fearful eyes looked over the smooth facial features, dainter body structure under the slightly baggier clothing and the mounds on his chest. A hand went to his crotch and he inhaled sharply when the symbol of his manhood wasn’t there. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!”

Piccolo cringed and walked over curiously. Piccolo looked over the Saiyan King’s form and confirmed that Vegeta, was indeed, female. He also felt something… off… But he couldn’t place it.

The Saiyan King, or Queen now, turned and snarled, her tail lashing behind her. Her piercing eyes locked on Slughorn and she marched up to him and grabbed the front of his shirt “You! Old man! Fix me! I cannot live like this in a weakling body! I was born to be a King! Not a bloody Queen!”

Horace looked shocked “I-I don’t know what to say! Perhaps go consult with the school’s nurse?”

Vegeta growled dangerously “She better be able to fix this!” she then spat “If I don’t go back to my normal body…” Vegeta then snarled in her native tongue “I WILL MOUNT YOUR HEAD ON A FUCKING WALL AND HANG YOU FROM THE CEILING BY YOUR ENTRAILS!” She bared her fangs in a hiss then stormed out of the classroom.

Draco stared after Vegeta, sort of in shock with what just happened. The young Malfoy looked over at Vegeta’s potion then to Piccolo and blinked repeatedly at the Namekian “Uh… Piccolo?”

“Hn?” The Namekian glanced at him.

Draco pointed to the mirror “You… might want to look at yourself…”

Piccolo frowned but walked over to the mirror and stood in front of it. At first, he didn’t really see anything wrong. However, when he looked at his face, he knew immediately something wasn’t right. He hand instantly went to feel for his male organ, but he flinched when he found that it wasn’t there. “I…”

Draco gulped “You’re a… girl?”

Piccolo looked at his, or now, her softer facial features, his usual stern expression was confused but the usual sharpness was mostly gone. “Apparently.” she grimaced at her voice; it wasn’t deep anymore. Still low compared to most females he’s met but a female voice nonetheless. The newly converted Namekian sighed heavily then looked at Horace “I’m going to see Poppy as well.”

Horace nodded “Yes yes, of course. You two are dismissed and excused for this project.”

Piccolo nodded then left the classroom. When she approached the hospital wing, she could already hear Vegeta’s new higher voice screaming at the nurse. Piccolo winced and when he entered the room, she snapped “Stop your whining!”

Vegeta froze in his rant and glared at the Namekian. She then stormed over and poked Piccolo’s chest “You are not the one with a cub to deal with! I have no idea how he will react this change! And Kakarrot!” she started pacing “What would he say?! He wouldn’t know how to rea- ACK!” she smacked into a solid form and growled upwards then froze as the sight of familiar wild raven locks. “K-Karo?”

Goku blinked down in confusion “Geta? You look a little weird. You do somethin different? I felt your Ki raising erratically.”

Piccolo grunted as deeply as she could “We’ve both been turned into girls when Vegeta’s potion exploded.”

Goku blinked “Girls?” he looked down and reached over and put his hands on Vegeta’s chest, feeling two squishy lumps there, squeezing them curiously “You have breasts!”

Vegeta blushed heavily and slapped his hands away “Idiot! Don’t do that!” her blush deepened when she felt herself start to lactate. “Fucking… Of course...”

Poppy felt highly confused and uncomfortable “Well… From what I can tell, it should go away naturally in a few days. After a week, come see me again.”

Vegeta’s Ki skyrocketed “A WEEK?!” the floor round her cracked in a circular motion “No! I refuse to go through my heat in this damn body!”

Goku put a hand on Vegeta’s shoulder “Vegeta?”

The smaller Saiyan growled “I’ve been noticing the signs of it approaching, it should come around within the next three to four days…”

Goku sighed, knowing the Prince thought highly of his masculinity. Being turned into a female was definitely going to be a huge blow to Vegeta’s ego, especially going through his heat as one.

Poppy raised an eyebrow “Heat?”

Piccolo glanced at the woman then walked over and said with his arms crossed “Their people go through heats. Not often but I believe once a month. Only those who can bear children go through it.”

Madam Pomfrey looked confused still but nodded “Oh, alright then...”

Goku smiled softly and hugged Vegeta “You’ll be fine. You’re a strong warrior Vegeta. I’ll love you no matter what gender you are, my King.”

Vegeta looked up then felt her eyes betray her by starting to go glassy with tears. She turned her head “Shit…”

Goku chuckled then caressed Vegeta’s cheek “It’s alright. You can get through this, I know you can. If you’re worried about Veget, he’ll still love you.”

Vegeta sighed heavily then gruffed “I want to go sleep.”

Piccolo spoke up “Professor Slughorn said we were both dismissed and the project excused.”

Vegeta smirked wryly up at her Alpha mate “So, what do you have for class right now?”

Goku blushed “Er… I-I have B- uh, Professor Tsarschild right now…”

The female Saiyan grinned “Good.” she then took Goku’s hand and started dragging him out of the hospital. Piccolo rolled his eyes and scoffed then walked out as well.
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Book 4: The Half-Blood Princes