Hogwarts, September 2th.
Harry Potter, the boy who lived, twice, took his seat between his friends Ron and Hermione at the Gryffindor table. A dark aura was involving him and the dark circles under his eyes were delating his miserable state and lack of sleep.
Nightmares deprived his sleep, each night, memories of Sirius dying in the Department of Mysteries, the cold bodies of Remus and Tonks after the battle for Hogwarts, the unnatural expression in Fred's cold face... even the death of Severus Snape haunting him in dreams. Merlin, he was so ashamed, for judging the man... even if he wasn't the most nice of the persons, even when he was a git, at least saved his life so many times, for love, the love he had for his mother.
Now he could comprehend the meaning behind Dumbledore's words... and how love powerful really was.
How many lives gone by that maniac bastard, for his thirst of power, for his obsession with immortality...he was shaken, he was utterly confused, the good thing in life was having just one to enjoy it plenty, oh Merlin, he was sounding like his new protégé, Luna Lovegood.
Thinking of Luna... he took the Lovegoods under his ward, meanwhile the reconstruction of their home can finish, but, he didn't want them to leave, they where the ones can make him feel not so miserable...even when Xenophilius started talking about weird creatures and Luna started to talk excited...
"Harry, are you fine?" Asked the brunette at his side.
"Yeah." Said, and help himself with some bacon and scrambled eggs.
"I know you're not. You look terrible. Please tell us."
But he didn't respond, he keep silence, taking bit of his scrambled eggs and beacon with pumpkin juice and pudding, he wasn't exactly hungry, but he, in the most inner space of his mind knew he needed that first meal, he knew his need to moving on, Voldemort and his shadow where no more, those dreams that somehow connected him with that Dark Wizard were just an eco in the past.
Ginny was gossiping with her friends, looking a bit sad. He knew her sadness was his fault, Fred died that day because of him...
'He was an adult, Harry. He chose being at your side, fighting against those Death Eaters because we couldn't stand a world under the cool hand of Voldemort, that was not just your fight... was ours too.'
He didn't know why the voice of the most eccentric individual in all the castle was almost whispering at his ears, but nodded, gazing to the Ravenclaw table, observing how alienated the weird but loyal girl was, even after she was a brave opponent for those Death Eaters...he stared again the Gryffindor table, then to his girlfriend, but she was talking with those girls, he didn't want to interrupt.
"You know we are your friends, right?" Asked again Hermione, then elbowed Ron who was finishing his breakfast, with the mouth full of food.
He nodded, but remained silent. He didn't have the desire to spread his problems with anyone, he knew no one could understand the havoc of his head, the weight in his heart, and the solitude he felt... he was a lonely person in the end of each day, with no more joy than breath...
Malfoy Manor.
A scream reached his ears, Draco soon opened the door of one of the guest rooms, and found his little guest shaking, a house-elf crying and saying he will punish himself...
"Floppy bad elf, Floppy bad elf, Floppy has to iron his ears, bad elf made cry young miss guest"
"Don't have to punish yourself." Said Draco to the elf. "She is just afraid, aren't you?" Looked Bloom and she nodded slowly, still afraid for the appearance of the little house-elf. "You don't have to, miss Schuyler. He is a house-elf and is inoffensive."
"Oh master Malfoy, Floppy has been a bad elf, Floppy scared young miss guest, Floppy was carrying breakfast for young miss..."
In a tray, were scrambled eggs, bacon, pumpkin juice, tea, milk, coffee and star shaped pancakes.
"I'll have my breakfast here."
"Yes, master Malfoy. Floppy will bring master Malfoy's breakfast to young miss guest room."
With a pop, the tiny creature vanished, and half minute later appeared again, with a tray for the young man. He bowed his head and was gone with other pop.
They ate in silence, Bloom staring the spot where the elf vanished himself, Draco's waiting the moment to ask something that was plaguing his head all the night.
When the trays were gone, he took his wand, making soft movements, little sparks jumping from the tip, surrounding the little girl in front of him, making him frown. How was that possible?
"Mr. Malfoy? What are you doing?"
"Those men of yesterday, said something very interesting. I was testing you with my wand, you have a great power inside"
"Nop." Said the girl. "That's rubbish, they just wanted to sacrificed me to their cult!"
She was stubborn, he can notice that, and was glad. That will make the investigation more interesting.
"When can I go home?"
"Well, we have a little problem. As I told you before sleep, I'm a wizard, we use some special ways to move like the apparition..." he noticed the little girl paling "the flo network and portkeys. To go to the United States, we need a permission to travel, but I made bad things in the past, and I'm obliged to stay here."
"That's not fair. You said you were sorry."
Draco chuckled, the innocence of the children was the first thing many people lost in the war.
"Can I try to identify your magic? that way we'll know why they were looking..."
"I have no magic, if I had Mitzy would never take her fun on me. Huh...that hurts?" Asked the redhead pointing the sparkling wand, he said no. "Okay then"
Draco hold the head, telling her to keep her eyes open, be relaxed, took his wand, a soft glow involve the child.
What Draco wasn't expecting was having a some kind of priori incantatem. In her mind he saw many faces, a blond man with dark blue eyes, a woman with chestnut hair, tanned skin... a little girl with dark hair calling her names, a little boy with dark hair and dark violet eyes playing with a weird toy, a blank space, a scream, a golden figure, more screams, a haunting and eerie voice, a woman with long red hair and piercing green eyes, hugging a redhead baby, a man with chestnut hair with hazel eyes looking with devotion to the three females...
Then everything changed, now was the blonde one who was carrying the little baby, her appearance like a goddess like gold fumes floating beyond her ankles, and a mask in her face.
'Is the only way, love. You have to survive, I will always be with you.'
A portal was open, the woman put the baby, watching with tears how the child were crossing and then, she was gone.
The connection stopped, Bloom was frowning, and then yawned.
"I understand now why Mitzy calls me freak and loon. I imagine many weird things."
The little girl said, thinking that those memories were nothing but a product of her imagination...and then, she was up, and cross the door, humming a weird muggle song.
Draco knew he couldn't help her more, she wanted to go home, but he wasn't able to leave the country, thanks for his role in the war. He followed the path of the weird child, and stared in disbelief when found the young one, talking with a portrait of a certain potion master.
"Even here I can't rest in peace, without the annoying fact to see Weasleys?"
"My last name is Schuyler, not Weasel, sir."
Draco couldn't help but burst in laugh. The little one called the Weasleys weasels... oh Merlin, a classic. He started to like the child, anybody with the guts to call weasel to the so honorable redheaded family, was worth of his respect.
"Thanks Merlin, for a second I thought that even in death I'll have not peace."
The man in the portrait saw with a frown to the little one, she cooing with awe, touching the dark frame.
"Wow, you're a vampire, Sir? How many persons you bite in a day? Can you show me your fangs?"
The potion master darkened his expression, his hooked nose and dark eyes in the direction of the incautious one, a smirk appearing in his pale face. Bloom seemed not disturbed, in fact, she was smiling, she obviously was waiting for an answer.
"She's a muggle-born, from America."
"What's a muggle, Mr. Malfoy? You've been saying that word since yesterday."
"Muggle-born is a term used to refers a magical person, born from no magical persons. If I'm not wrong, they are called Nomags for the wizards of that country." The portrait stared to his godson "So, what she is doing here?"
"Miss Schuyler, can you go with Celly...?" a house-elf appeared when Draco said her name "She can led you to the garden. We have some peacocks."
Bloom lit up and nodded, and ran behind the house elf.
"I found her when four wizards were threatening her. They wanted to kill her, those wizards didn't need wands, and their magic was strong. I just had lucky to stunt three of them. But there's something I heard, the girl, being a fairy, a powerful one, and they having to stop her now..."
"Fairies have no more than three inches. Anyway, if you want, I can discuss this with Minerva, I hope not to be wrong, but I guess you're not going to be her guardian."
"She have parents, but I saw something in her mind, her memories, a portal like distortion... I think I'll need the help of the headmistress, leaving the Ministry out of this."
"Very well." Said the portrait "I will be in Hogwarts."
Gardenia.
Vanessa stopped crying, her little girl, kidnapped, the seven girls fixed the damages the earthquake have left, and one with those eyes, that hair, saying she's from twelve years in the future!
Mike fainted, but she was strong, she needed know everything.
"So, after that, I knew the truth, you weren't my birth parents, but that doesn't matters. In my heart you are, and I love you both with all my being... I'll never have how to pay the love you have for me, even knowing I'm not yours..." A sincere smiled in the face of the redhead, tears falling...
Vanessa wiped the tears with her hands, cupped the face of that young woman, amazed to see how beautiful her baby will be.
"Oh sweetheart, you're ours, you were since the very first second... I loved you since the moment I saw you, I felt it, here" said touching the center of her chest. "Is a blessing know we were important to you."
"Always, mom." The redhead hugged her, crying like a little girl. "I- I found them, a curse, my home planet covered in ice, the citizens trapped in stone, my fiancée helped in that mission... Marion is a good woman, and I look a lot like her...but we aren't on the same page. And Oritel, well, he is a good man, brave and fair, but boring, I... prefer to be in the academic, man, so many years lost can't be recuperated in four years. I can't feel them like a family, that's sad, and I feel guilty, but my family, my place is here."
Vanessa placed the head of the redhead woman in her lap, passing her fingers through that fire-like hair, understanding many things. First, her baby wasn't even from the Earth. She was an extraterrestrial being, from a world far far away, in the stars. Second, she has powers, and wings in her back, she can fly like a bird, and has great dominance with the Fire. Third, the blonde woman with golden eyes is her eldest sister, and the man in the group, her brother in law...
"We erased the mind of the people" said the girl with dark skin "Tecna detected where the wizards were, we will be leaving in two hours."
"So, all is true..."
"Yes ma'am, in a future the fairies of Earth will be free of their imprisonment, that's, indirectly, thanks to Bloom." Aisha signaled the sleepy fairy in the lap of her human mum.
"I always knew she was special, but..."
"We all are, ma'am, you're too, the mother of that girl is nothing but special." The androsian smiled. "And her father's too. Still she's like everybody, a being, she isn't perfect, I am witness of every moment she failed, took bad decisions and let her temper get the worst of her... she also had a dark side in our second year. We called her Dark Bloom."
"What? Dark Bloom?"
"Is the manifestation of the darkness we all have in our hearts... thanks to her sister she now dominates that darkness, making the ire of that state in a powerful weapon... so, now no one can control her as Darkar did then... I am sure she will be a great queen"
Vanessa nodded, she knew her little girl will be someday a great person, but a Queen, that was other level. She was surprised when saw the photos of her future son-in-law, she always thought Bloom and that little friend of hers, Andy, ending together in a future, and took fun making Mike jealous... but Andy wasn't the one, was that King in training, with blond hair, blue eyes...
"He makes her happy?" Asked after a moment.
"He's a jerk sometimes, and jealous, but Bloom kick his royal ass every time he's being an douche, and we laugh for that. Yes, she is happy with him, but he has a girl obsessed with making their lives a hell... his ex-fiancée, princess Diaspro. His parents picked that girl since he was a child, because being a future king means having a fiancée since infancy, but then our dear Bloom came and... let's say Diaspro doesn't likes being rejected."
Daphne enters the room, with her husband at her side. "We're leaving in an hour, Aisha... Vanessa, we will bring back Bloom... it's a promise."
"Thanks, Daphne." Replied with gratitude. The woman smiled, the man nod and then they left the room.
Bloom stirred a little, a peaceful expression in her features... Vanessa hoped his little girl were safe and sound.
