Like I promised, here is the next chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own either DBZ or HP.

"Italics"- Japanese

"Normal"- English

Italics- thoughts

Note: I actually don't remember the time when the train leaves, I'm sorry if it's wrong.

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"TRUNKS!" Bulma stormed up to her sons' room. "Up, come on! The train leaves at 11:00!" The purple-haired boy groaned.

"What time is it?" he mumbled.

"8:00!" Bulma shook him. "Your father still wants a spar with you, and then you need to take a shower, eat breakfast, and fly to the train station!"

"I'm up," Trunks tried to shake himself awake. "Is father in the gravity room?"

His mother nodded. "Oh for goodness sakes, get dressed and comb your hair! You look ridiculous!" She walked out of his room to work on one of her projects.

Trunks appeared downstairs dressed in his purple gi, with his hair combed. He headed to the gravity room. Once inside, he saw that Gohan and Vegeta were already at it.

"You're late, boy!" Vegeta ducked from a kick to the head. Both fighters stopped suddenly. "What are you waiting for!" Impatiently, Vegeta threw a ki blast towards Trunks.

"What the!" the purple haired boy evaded the attack and blasted towards the twosome. "Alright, you asked for it!"

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The fight lasted for quite a long time, but Gohan finally emerged as the winner, with Vegeta complaining about it.

"Blast it! How could Kakkorots' brat beat me, the Prince of Saiyans?" Vegeta struggled to get up. "I demand a rematch!"

"We don't have time," Gohan replied, flipping the two a sensu bean, and eating one himself. "Trunks and I need to catch the train."

Scowling, Vegeta left the room. Gohan and Trunks followed suit, and headed to their rooms to take showers.

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At 10:14, Trunks and Gohan stood at the doorway, ready to leave. Bulma and Vegeta were saying good-bye. Well, at least Bulma was.

"Don't slack in your training, understand?" Vegeta growled in warning. "When you come back, I want to see an improvement!"

"When you go out to spar, remember to wear these necklaces," Bulma handed them a normal silver chain necklace each. "They're actually motion detectors, and they hide your ki. When someone is approaching, the necklace will beep six times."

"Thanks."

"Remember to your Saiyan heritage a secret," Bulma warned. "Don't do any ki blasts and don't fly."

"Yes mother," Trunks said, slightly sarcastic.

"Alright, do you have your supplies?" she asked. The two boys showed her their capsules. "How about your pet owl?" Trunks showed her the cage containing the pure white owl they named Nevoso. "Remember to mail to us weekly!"

"We know!" Trunks was getting slightly irritated. Gohan was grinning at his friends' irritation.

"Take care of Goten!" He smiled gently towards his giggling brother, one of the only people he shows affection for.

"I will," Bulma patted both boys on the head, much to Trunks' annoyance. "Take care of yourself, don't get hurt! Have a good time! Goodbye!" With that, both boys went out the door and blasted off towards the sky.

"I thought she would never let us out!" Trunks mumbled, carrying Nevoso's cage.

Gohan laughed. "Come on, I'll race you there!" He powered up to Super Saiyan and flew even faster.

"HEY! That's not fair! I still have to carry this stupid birds' cage!" Trunks protested. He also powered up, and flew after his friend. "GOHAN! Wait up!"

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The two boys landed behind a dumpster near the train station. Gohan, of course, won the race. Trunks powered down first, then Gohan followed suit.

"You cheater!" Trunks scowled. "You got a head start AND you didn't have to carry Nevoso's cage!"

Gohan ignored him. "Come on, let's go, the trains' going to leave soon." He walked towards the train station looking for platform 9 ¾.

"Are you sure this is the right train station?" Trunks asked, looking around for the platform. "I don't see it."

"Of course I am," Gohan assured him, taking out the letter and the ticket. "See, look." Trunks read it and looked around again.

"Yeah, it's the right station… Hey, look, it's the girl we saw with Ron!" Trunks pulled Gohan towards the girl. "Let's ask her!"

They reached the girl, who turned towards them. "Oh, you're the first years, right?" she asked. "The two boys we saw a few weeks ago at Diagon Alley?"

"Yeah," Trunks nodded. "I'm Trunks Briefs, and this is Gohan Son." Her eyes went wide.

"Are you related to Bulma Briefs?" she asked, excited.

"Yeah, I'm her son," Trunks replied, a bit uncomfortable. "You know her?"

"Who doesn't? She's brilliant, a genius!" the girl exclaimed. "My name's Hermione Granger, by the way."

"Hi, uh, do you know how to get to platform 9 ¾?" Trunks asked, changing the subject rather awkwardly.

"Oh, right. You run straight towards the pillar between platform 9 and 10, that's it," she said. "You put your stuff into the capsules right?"

"Yeah, we did," Trunks showed the capsule to her.

"Whoa, this invention still amazes me," Hermione examined the small item. "It's so small, yet it could contain so many things!"

"Yeah," Trunks turned towards the platform 9 and 10. "Well, I guess I'll see you on the train later." He briefly said goodbye and walked away from her. He turned to Gohan. "Why didn't you say anything? I felt so awkward."

"I don't exactly talk to strangers nor do I trust them so easily," Gohan replied. There was a strange silence following his response.

"You used to," Trunks said softly. Gohan nodded and stood still, facing the pillar.

"I did, but not anymore," he said sadly. "Not anymore."

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End of Chapter 3

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