Disclaimer: you know what I'ma goin tah say

AN: Sorry Sorry Sorry!!! Here's a new chappie. Damn skool..

Once Veggie was done with his eclairs (no, Ron didn't get any eclairs ^^) the tables cleared. Dumbledore cleared his throat and announced the feast was over and they could go back to their dormitories.

"Hey you up there!" Bulma shouted to the teacher's table, "Where am I supposed to sleep?"

"That is your choice if the students don't mind."

"I wanna stay with the food making girl!" Goten jumped up and down excitedly.

"Ya!" Trunks agreed.

"Okay then I guess we're staying with them," Goku pointed.

"Er.okay this way I guess," Hermione lead the way up the stairs.

They stopped in front of a portrait of a plump lady in a pink dress.

"Wow, you sure are big and round," Goten noticed innocently.

"Well I never-"

"Pixie Wings!" Harry shouted the password and they all rush Goten inside before the lady could finish.

"Don't ever do that again!" they all shouted at Goten.

"Do what?"

"That! What you just did Goten!" Bulma shouted.

"What?"

"Lets just put it this way, when you notice those types of things, don't say them out loud okay? Do you get it?"

"Get what?"

"Get what I just told you! Do you get the point?!" Bulma's face was as red as a cherry.

"There was a point?"

Everyone fell backwards, save Goku who was just as confused as Goten.

"Never mind Goten maybe you should just get to bed, you too Trunks," Bulma sighed.

"Okay!" Trunks and Goten hopped onto one of the squishy armchairs.

"I can't believe I'm forced to sleep here!" Vegeta shouted.

"Would you prefer to be outside? Because it's not too late to move," Hermione replied coldly.

"Don't even talk to me you weak bakas!"

"I'm not weak!" Ron was clearly offended.

"Your ki is oblivious."

"Well Harry's far from weak! He survived when Voldemort tried to kill him!" Hermione said.

"Voldemort?" Vegeta laughed (and Ron and Hermione gasped), "Who's that? I bet he'd never stand a chance against the Prince of all Saiya-jins!"

"Are you kidding?! You don't even know any magic you'd be gone in a second!"

"Hah! If he's like the rest of you bakas he's the one who'd be gone in a second," Vegeta smirked, "What's so special about him anyway? Is he an expert at poking people with one of those magic sticks you all carry around?"

AN: Okay I felt like ending. Well um.email me! Ok thas it!