Hello all! I'm Speedy Gonzales. This is my first Fanfiction so… Anyway let the story begin.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or DBZ and PROBABLY never will. But my mom always say never say never.

Chapter 1: Legacy of a Potter

It was the hottest day of the summer at Little Whinging and most of teenagers were outside enjoying their homework less summer. All except one. Well he was outside but not enjoying it in the least bit. His name was Harry Potter.

Now when most people in the Muggle World hear that name they either have no clue who he is or pretend to have no clue who he is for the extreme disgust they feel about him. But in the Wizarding World the reaction's are the complete opposite. They all know him and they worship the ground he walks on.

But some of the Witches and Wizards reaction's are the same to the Muggles. People with last names like Malfoy, Lestrange, and Nott. Why you ask? Because they're all Deatheater Scum who will follow Voldemort to the end.

Now when you say the name Voldemort the reactions are quite funny. People fall off their chair, squeak, and soil themselves. The majority of the witches and wizards are scared of him AND his name. But some are not (cough Harry Potter cough). Don't really know why they are still scared of it if he's 'dead'. But while everyone knows the story of the Boy-Who-Lived almost no one knows the other story. You see it all started 14 years ago…