Minerva McGonagall changes from her Animagus Form as Dumbledore walks up with his Deluminator, planning on telling the man that he simply can't leave poor Bloom Potter with the Dursleys. "Tell me the rumors aren't true, Albus. Tell me Lily and James Potter are still alive."
He just gives her that sad look, and says "I'm afraid not, Professor. They are true - the good, and the bad."
"Where is she? Bloom?" Despite never having kids of her own, she's grown amazingly fond of young Bloom in the short time she's been here - she was found by Lily and James in a burning building at the end of July, only three months ago, and yet she made her way into the hearts of the entire Order. Even Moody, who's a paranoid loose cannon lately thanks to the war - not that anyone can entirely blame him, after the attack that cost him his eye - has warmed to the girl immensely.
And she's got an aptitude for magic unlike any the old Professor has seen before - when she claps, embers tend to rain down from her fingers. When she laughs, any fire in the area leaps higher and burns merrily.
The rumors say the Potters' house exploded, something about a gush of fire from the fireplace from the scorch marks - she can't really imagine that sweet girl harming a fly, much less killing Voldemort.
"And…Bloom?"
"Hagrid is bringing her. Not to worry, Minerva, there's not a scratch on her."
"Do you really think it's wise to trust Hagrid with such an important task?" She doesn't doubt Hagrid's loyalty for an instant - he'd take a Killing Curse for Dumbledore without even thinking. It's his capacity for caring for a small human girl who's maybe a year old that has her worried - he's a half-giant, and he doesn't have the lightest of touches. He's amazing with Magical Creatures, but he just doesn't have the best way with humans some of the time.
"Minerva, I trust Hagrid with my life." There's suddenly a rumbling sound, and they see Hagrid on a flying motorcycle. "Hagrid, I trust everything's well?"
"No problems whatsoever, Professor. Little girl didn't even get cold, barely made a peep the whole way. She might'a dozed off, but I don't think so." He shows them the bundle, and Minerva feels a weight lift off her mind when she sees young Bloom Potter wrapped in the blanket - from that description, she feared he'd accidentally lost her!
Minerva takes the young girl and starts looking her over immediately - as Albus said, there's no noticeable injuries on her. Not a scratch, despite the rumors saying she faced Voldemort.
That's when she notices two wide-awake blue eyes staring up at her. She swears there's a bit of sadness in those eyes.
She quietly coos "Oh, you poor dear…"
One finger brushes along Bloom's cheek, which gets gripped in a small but strong hand. Her heart nearly breaks at that point, it's like Bloom's asking her to take her away from here - she wants to do so immediately, these people are the worst sort imaginable.
Dumbledore takes the baby from her before she can say as much.
"Dumbledore, you can't mean to actually leave Bloom with these muggles! I've been watching them all day, and they're the worst sort imaginable! They are-"
"The only family she has left. She'll be safer here than anywhere else."
Minerva privately thinks the Fidelius Charm and an early education in magic would be better protection - they could put her with the Weasleys, she'd blend right in! Nearly the same shade of hair, and Molly adores young Bloom, and she and Ron seemed to get along the times they played together - bloody hell, Bloom and Ronald were running after the twins, chasing them down! As if anyone would suspect Bloom of not being related to them at first glance!
Dumbledore says "She'll be safest here, Minerva. I've erected blood wards around the house. So long as she calls Four Privet Drive home, she'll be safe from any attack in these walls."
Minerva raises an eyebrow at him, and says "Wards such as those would require these repulsive people to actually care about her." She seriously doubts they care for anything other than themselves and their spoiled brat.
Dumbledore looks down at Bloom at that, to avoid his Transfiguration Professor's accusatory gaze…and finds something alarmingly similar in young Bloom Potter's blue gaze. He knows she's always been expressive in the months since she was found, but this is ridiculous - first she won't let Peter Pettigrew anywhere near her, taking to literally everyone else like a duck to water, now she's giving him an accusatory gaze like she knows where he's sending her and what treatment she'll receive there and she doesn't approve.
He sets her down in front of the door quickly, and Apparates away before something can happen. Minerva shakes her head, sending Bloom one last longing look before Apparating away as well - Dumbledore is a good man, but everything he does is for the greater good.
Which is, unfortunately, entirely unconcerned with the needs or wants of the individual. Something tells her, though, that he'll have quite a few problems with the way he seems set on treating her - that young girl has a sharp mind, even at her current age.
She doesn't doubt she'll have something to say about the Dursleys if McGonagall's impression of them after a day of observing them is accurate.
AN: Hey, I know. Third story up at once, ambitious and all. This one's more a collection of important or changed moments from the first two movies. Not so much a story, really, more of a one-shot collection. Because I'll be referencing stuff from her first two years, but only I'll know what it would mean. Oops! If anyone wants to see a specific scene from movies one and two, just leave a review or a message! No particular order for the chapters, though. Anyway, enjoy! I recommend reading these before going too far into 'The Girl Who Survived' because some of the stuff won't make much sense.
Alright, just realized I had a slight error in my calculations - sorry, but math really isn't my subject sometimes. July to October is three months, not one - hence, this slight update. To be clear, Bloom was found and adopted at the end of July - the same month Harry would have been born - and the Potters were killed on Halloween. Sorry!