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Chapter Fourteen: Prophecy

Back at Hogwarts, ~January 12th

The students poured into the Great Hall conversing about their Christmas and other holidays. Bulma's birthday, being on December 31st, had an eventful evening as they popped fireworks celebrating both her birthday and introducing the New Year. She was asked lots of questions about her ring. Vegeta smirked as Hermione and Ginny were looking at her hand, no doubt at her ring.

Vegeta, Blaise, and Draco sat at the edge of the end of the Slytherin table. Other Slytherins threw dirty looks at them every so often. Draco just assumed that their parents told them about them three being traitors. Draco offered Blaise to stay in the Head's Dormitory if the other Slytherins were punking him. Snape had alerted the three that he was in talks with the Dark Lord to persuade him to think that Draco and Blaise "betrayed" him to gain Dumbledore's trust.

After Dumbledore's announcements, everyone was sent off to class. Vegeta and Bulma would have to act like nothing's happening between them, which sort of annoyed both sides of the party. They did however sit next to each other in class.

In the Corridors after Lunch

"Vegeta!" The Saiyan Prince turned to see the Head Girl Hermione running up to him. "I've been looking all over for you," Hermione panted catching her breath, "Dumbledore wants to see you in his office ASAP."

"Thanks," Vegeta muttered as he made his way to the Headmaster's office. After saying the password (Fizzing Whizbees) the gargoyle smirked and moved out of the way. He opened the door rather violently to see Professor Dumbledore and Madam Arialstar, the Astronomy teacher.

"Professors?" Vegeta asked, "Am I interrupting something?"

"No," Dumbledore replied solemnly, "Madam Arialstar would like to say something, please Maria."

"Upon yours and Goku's arrival in your first years at Hogwarts," Madam Arialstar said, "I've been keeping watch on Vegetasai and studying the planet. However, in the past week, I haven't been able to locate planet Vegeta. Professor Dumbledore would also like to share something."

"Wait wait wait," Vegeta growled holding up his hands, "You mean it's gone? Were you wearing your glasses you bat?!"

"Vegeta please," Dumbledore spoke calmly, "It appears you have a visitor." Dumbledore's patronus came out of the corner. A brilliant shining phoenix, an exact replica of Fawkes, however, the patronus was accompanied by a shining swan. "Maria could Vegeta and I have a moment alone?" The astronomy professor nodded and walked out of the office.

The swan flew up on Dumbledore's desk and looked at Vegeta. The swan had green eyes just like his mother's.

"Mom?" Vegeta asked weakly. The swan nodded as it opened her mouth to let out a message.

"Vegeta," the voice said in a terrified tone of his mother's, "I don't know how much time I have. Freiza's here and he is battling your father, but I fear that our armies aren't strong enough. I just want to tell you how much I love you. Your father loves you as well. If I should die, please know that I will always be with you. Please don't mourn over my loss. Goodbye. I love you."

The voice faded out and Vegeta stood there, tears fell from his eyes. His mother was gone. His father was gone. His home was gone. His sorrow turned to anger.

"They can't," Vegeta snarled as electricity surrounded him creating a buzzing noise. He levitated off the ground as the castle began to shake. Books fell off of shelves in Dumbledore's office.

"Vegeta please — "

"NO!" Vegeta shouted in excruciating pain that wracked his soul. Every inch and every cell of his body could feel nothing but sorrow and anger. He bolted through Dumbledore's window and flew out not caring if he broke the window.

Vegeta kept flying not knowing where to go while leaving a blue ki trail behind him. Thousands and millions of thoughts flew through his head. Memories of his home replayed in his mind as if it happened yesterday.

*WHAM* Vegeta slammed into something hard. He looked to see nothing in front of him. His hand reached out to feel a wall that seemed like it was one of the charms Dumbledore put up to protect his school. He punched it to see if he could break it but no success. He flew back to the school and sat on the top of the roof. He let out the loudest cry of pain he could to relieve his stress. Hopeless, he sat down and put his head hands and just cried.

"Guess you couldn't get through the Anti-Saiyan Charm either?"

Vegeta snapped up swearing he would kill anything in his sight. Instead he found the Divinations teacher, Professor Trealawny.

"What are you doing here?" Vegeta asked his voice cracked.

"I should ask you the same," Professor Trealawny replied sitting next to Vegeta, "I once tried to run away while from this school when I was a seventh year. I ran into the wall you flew into. It turns out that Dumbledore knew an Anti-Saiyan Charm because the Saiyans invaded Earth hundreds of years ago. They were my ancestors. I am 1/1000 Saiyan or something like that. Dumbledore told me so."

"They're all dead," Vegeta said solemnly to the Divinations professor.

"Your still alive," Sybyll replied patting her hand on Vegeta's back.

"Vegetasai was destroyed," Vegeta said trying not to cry, "Recently."

"I'm sorry," the professor replied sadly.

"Why? You didn't do anything."

Professor Trealawny sighed as she turned her gaze to the skies.

"Hey look," Sybyll said excitedly, "A butterfly. What is a butterfly doing out in the middle of winter?" It was a brilliant green butterfly that fluttered down to the two. It had one big black dot on each wing as if they were eyes. "Hold your hand! See if it will come to you!" Vegeta did as he was told as the butterfly landed on his finger and flapped its wings occasionally.

"Did you know that butterflies are celestial messengers and that they are the closest things to angels?" Professor Trealawny said with a smile.

"Who told you that?" Vegeta asked.

"My great grandmother who was an amazing Seer. It looks like the butterfly is trying to tell you something. I am experienced in divinations, do you think I can translate the butterfly?" Sybyll asked.

Vegeta handed her the butterfly. She faced the butterfly's wings to her eyes. It was as if they "eyes" on the butterfly's wings were peering into the divinations professor's eyes. All of sudden Professor Trealawny fell into a trance. Her face went all funny, her eyes rolled back, and she began speaking in Vegeta's mother's voice:

"I am happy where I am. I can see you right now Vegeta. A bigger trouble covers Earth. You must team with the legend and become legendary to over come this evil. As May dies, they attack. You must lift this veil. The world is counting on you. We love you and we are always watching over you. Until we meet again, goodbye."

Professor Trealawny snapped out of her state as the butterfly began to fly away. She shook her head a few times before she came back to her normal self.

"Whoa nelly," Sybyll said feeling a bit woozy, "What happened?"

"Nothing," Vegeta replied, "Thanks, I'll see you later."

"Anytime my Prince," Professor Trealawny smiled.

Still frustrated and heartbroken, Vegeta flew back into the castle. He made his way to the Head's common rooms not caring about what class he was supposed to be in. He pushed everybody out of his way just to get there.

He reached the Head Common Room but as he said the password ChiChi and Bulma walked out of the room. Bulma looked Vegeta in the eye and saw that they were puffy and red. Vegeta turned away not saying anything.

"Vegeta are you okay?" ChiChi asked putting her hand on her cousin's shoulder.

"Fanmotherfrickintastic," Vegeta snarled back.

"ChiChi, I'll talk to him," Bulma said to the raven hair girl.

"I'm not talking to anyone," Vegeta growled, "Especially to any irritating women."

Bulma took Vegeta's hand pulling him back into the common room. ChiChi wanted to stay but just let the two be. She would find out later. Bulma led Vegeta to a couch in front of the fireplace. The fire cackled lively warming the room in the middle of the winter.

"Vegeta talk to me," Bulma pleaded as she wiped a tear from Vegeta's face. He unknowingly let one of his tears drop.

"It's nothing woman," Vegeta growled wiping his eyes.

"Please Vegeta," Bulma pled once more, "Just let it all out."

"They're all dead," Vegeta whispered darkly holding his tears back, "My home is gone. My mother, my father…my planet…gone."

Bulma gasped putting her hands over her mouth. More tears fell from her eyes than Vegeta's. Bulma cradled Vegeta as he sobbed in her shoulder. "Just let it all out," Bulma said in a soothing voice. They remained in that same position for a good 15 minutes of just crying and soothing.

Finally Vegeta lifted his head wiping his eyes growling, "I'll kill you if anybody finds out about what just happened."

"Of course. Does Dumbledore know?" Bulma asked.

Vegeta nodded, "Which reminds me." He tried to think of the happiest moment though it was very difficult. He produced a Patronus, which took on the form of a swan. The swan flew through the door and to Dumbledore's office. Vegeta told Dumbledore through the Patronus about what happened with Professor Trealawny and about somebody attacking the school at the end of May.

Vegeta continued to tell Bulma the exact words that Professor Trealawny had said and the butterfly experience.

"Who do you suppose the Legend is?" Bulma asked.

"I know that the Legendary is either me or Kakarott, who becomes a Super Saiyan. An advanced Saiyan," Vegeta noted quietly.

"The boy who lived!" Bulma half-shouted in excitement, "The Legend is Harry, the boy who lived!"

"I suppose," Vegeta replied nodding quietly.

"Vegeta," Bulma whispered, "I want you to sleep this off. Take a nap." Vegeta nodded as Bulma conjured a blanket. She stood up so that the Saiyan Prince could lie down and sleep today's troubled off. She covered the Saiyan Prince with the blanket and kissed his forehead.

Bulma then headed for the library to look up a few spells that could help Vegeta train for the war. ~It's a pity~ Bulma thought to herself ~Something as innocent as an Angel, shouldn't ever have to cry.~


End Chapter 14

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