"He doesn't understand. He doesn't know about all he has to do." Bulma responded in the same hushed hissing that Vegeta was using.
"He doesn't need too. Vegeta, he is a child, you are a child. You need to understand that nothing should be expected of either of you. That diary could have been Ginny's after all." Vegeta looked angry.
"It had his name on it. Bulma, it had his name on it, and I want it." Bulma frowned.
"Okay, calm down. I'll check it out. Don't worry about it. We can figure this out. And just so you know, Harry doesn't hate you. Time will explain everything." She walked up the stairs to her dormitory. Vegeta continued to gaze out the window as though he was contemplating something deeper than any thought could reach. Harry was so tired...he had to have imagined it all...he needed sleep...He was flying through the air on his nimbus two-thousand. It began to storm but he could see the snitch ahead. He had to fly a little faster...a girl was screaming below...the snitch...She was fighting so hard and losing...the snitch, Harry, get the snitch...he suddenly found himself flying down for the girl. He had to save her. He couldn't see her face, only her bright green hair...and Vegeta was standing beside a pole with some stranger...they looked alike, but Vegeta couldn't hear the girl...Harry began to yell...she needed help...she was dying...but Vegeta was fine...he was happy...but he had to save the girl...he had to-
"Harry! Wake up! We're going to be late!" Ron and Vegeta were standing above him shouting for him to get up. He was drowsy, but fortunately slept in his robes, it wouldn't take long for him to get ready.
"Hurry! We have Snape first, and only ten minutes! You know how many sets of stairs we have to go down? Lets go!" Ron was frantic, and for good reason. Snape hated the two boys, and all other Gryffindors to be exact. They had to hurry, or they would be late and in detention for a week. Harry got up and they began to run down the stairs. Vegeta got there before the other two, they ran in, sat down, pulled out their wands and quills and parchment while focusing their faces to the front. Snape came in as soon as they had gotten situated and they sighed with relief. But, much to their dismay, Snape stopped right in front of the three of them. Vegeta looked at him, trying not to let Voldemort come out, Ron smiled, and Harry tried to pretend he was relaxed.
"So, Mr. Potter, Weasley, you two have prepared nicely. Have you studied this summer? Lets see. Weasley, What are the properties of the Mandagora?"
"They...prevent petrification...I think."
"Close, but not close enough, five points from Gryffindor. Potter, what is the most powerful unforgiveable curse?"
"The...uh..."
"Don't know either? Five more points from Gryffindor." Vegeta looked quite angry and decided to ask a few questions of his own.
"Severus Snape? Where have you been the past fourteen years?" The room grew even quieter than usual.
Even Snape wouldn't speak. He was in pure fear, and embarrassed.
"Are you going to answer? Would that not be five points from your house?" Snape was shivering and not moving. Then Ron suddenly nudged Harry.
"Do you think he was a death eater too?" He mouthed. Harry wasn't sure, he did look like the sort, and acted the sort...but he was a teacher...
" Get out..." Snape murmured.
"Go to Dumbledore...now." Bulma wanted to go too, but Snape held her back, warning her that he was not a child to associate with, and that hopefully he would get expelled. Even Draco was angry that Vegeta had been kicked out, but it seemed to them all, that no matter what they could say, that this ran much deeper than embarrassment. Vegeta, possessed by his oh so friendly father, got up and walked out. He was headed straight for Dumbledore, exactly where he wanted to be. This would be great. He walked the long corridors to the headmaster's office and whispered the password. The eagle began to spin and a smile crossed his face.
"Professor Snape, please listen, it isn't safe for him to go! He has connections with Voldemort! He is going to try and kill him! Listen to me!" Snape was glaring at her with eyes of a demon.
"You are nonsense. How do you know what he will do?"
"HE IS VOLDEMORT'S SON!!" Bulma was screaming now, trying her hardest to get out the door to go and stop Vegeta. Snape was just as infuriated, trying not to believe what the struggling girl said was true. If it was, he would be on the line to kill, and he would not go down like that. He was holding her back and furiously pushing her into things, but it seemed that she was determined to get out. Harry just watched from a distance, Malfoy was screaming for Bulma to get out of the room and stop the problem of Voldemort starting his massacre in Hogwarts.
"YOU DO NOT SAY THE DARK LORD'S NAME!" Snape yelled ferociously. Bulma began to hiss and Harry realized she was talking again.
"Vegeta come back! Don't GO! GET BACK HERE!" She had tears in her eyes, this was not the way it was planned. They had planned to learn about what had happened from a different point of view. Darn it!
"Severus, after all of your traitorism to Voldemort, are you just going to let him win? Are you just going to give up. Are you scared?" Snape let go of her, but still stood in her way. She was trying to push past him, but she finally stopped. It was no use. She had tears running down her cheeks, she had no clue where that statement had come from. She was the one who was scared, mainly because she had just felt like a totally different being. She realized that she may have had the same issue Vegeta had, just without the whole package that came with it. Snape was white, no longer just pale, but pure white. Anger, confusion, and fear had completely taken over him.
"Go to my office, right now. If you try to go another way, I swear I will murder you on the spot." She knew he had meant every word he just said. Harry looked at Draco, and there seemed to be a sense of unity between them. They had to stop Vegeta, instantly.
