Draco runs into the corridor to the family quarters, only to be met by Silsy halfway to Bloom's own room. "Mistress Bloom sent Silsy to tell Master Draco of her whereabouts. She thought Master Draco might be worried."

"'Might be' worried? I'm about to lose my mind! Where is she?!"

Silsy offers Draco her hand, and she Side-along Apparates him to…Bloom's room. Her bag is lying on her bed, the handle pointed towards one corner of the room - most would think she took something from it and bolted, but Draco knows she'd never leave it behind. It's got most all her stuff in it, including two changes of clothes and the books she bought to read over the summer.

Getting an idea, Draco quietly Imperturbs the closed door and then locks it with a spell Lucius and Narcissa will be able to undo - then he heads into the corner the bag's handle is pointed. Silsy quietly says "Mistress Bloom is angry, very angry. She's a very nice mistress, but she's scary when she's like this. Far more so than old Master Lucius ever was."

Draco looks back, and asks "You like serving Bloom?"

Silsy glares at him, and says "Yes! She's a good Mistress to serve! Thanks Silsy, asks instead of demands, thinks well enough of Silsy to give her a uniform to wear!"

Draco blinks, then realizes for the first time that Silsy's now lacking the dirty tea-towel - instead, she's got a neat, clean tunic and skirt on. She also looks far happier than his own personal Elf, who Draco has to give specific instructions to for tasks such as packing or getting something. Bloom gets all the luck with the service. He can imagine why she'd be polite to them - when she's not being scathing or sarcastic, she's polite to a fault, and she's only ever sarcastic when tired, hungry, or angry at someone - but the mystery of the House Elves treating her better than they like to do the family they're bound to is for another time.

Draco feels around the area with his arms out in front of him - he'd probably feel rather ridiculous if he wasn't so worried - and finally finds the tent sitting there in the corner of the room - well out of the way, and somewhere nobody would realistically go to think or look for Bloom if they didn't know about her invisible tent.

When he gets inside - luckily, she left it facing forward - he finds her sitting on the ground and burning brightly with a murderous look on her face. She's floating a brown leather book in front of her, flicking through the pages angrily with little movements of her index finger - and each page only seems to get her angrier, right that's the album of her parents. No wonder she's past steaming. Draco sits down next to her, not caring in the slightest about the heat she's giving off, and wraps his arms around her - thankfully, it seems to work as she stops being a living heat wave almost as soon as he does that. He pulls her to him, burying his face in her hair as she comes down from her utter rage. When her arms go around him, he grins inwardly - when she starts crying, just like in the training room after she and Sirius got back from Gringotts, he starts stroking her hair gently and murmuring to her. He seems to have the miraculous - even by Wizarding standards - ability to calm her down even when she's in one of her rages. Rages that would be, to anyone not head-over-heels for her, utterly terrifying and a very good incentive to run the other way and swear off fire and all things related forever.

Once Bloom's down to hiccupping, Draco leans forward and whispers in her ear "Now, where were we before he interrupted us?"

Bloom hiccups again, then wipes at her eyes and looks up at him - as soon as he sees an opening, he lands his lips on hers. Heat spreads through his whole body - maybe Bloom's magic, maybe not, he's not sure and can't actually think at the moment, but he's sure he's just thrown out all Pure-blood decorum and it paid off at once - and Bloom moans softly before gripping the back of his hair so he can't move backwards.

Lucius, Sirius, and Narcissa get into Blooms' quarters, which were locked with a spell Lucius and Narcissa taught Draco, only to find just her bag sitting on her bed. Sirius runs a hand through his hair, the mutters "She wouldn't leave that. Ever. And there's the scorch mark on the floor…"

Lucius smirks, and says "You may have a very powerful Goddaughter, but she's also smart enough to know only we'd get the hints she dropped for us. The one place that stayed consistent in 'where she was' was the tent she was living out of. And you are correct in saying she wouldn't leave her bag full of items. Hm, now, if I wanted to give a discrete clue about the whereabouts of an invisible tent…"

Sirius asks "Point to it?" He points at the bag handle laid out on the bed, and Lucius nods.

Sirius finds the tent, but all three adults get a shock that's got nothing to do with a spell when he finds the tent flap. Bloom and Draco kissing, with Bloom glowing a bright orange that's close to catching fire.

Lucius clears his throat, but it gets no reaction - the two teens are off in their own world. Narcissa mutters "It's a good thing we got the Contract worked out."

Lucius nods, and says "Now, all we'll need is to send it in to Gringotts."

Sirius glares at Draco for a minute, but then Conjures two buckets of ice-water. "Used to do this to wake James, Remus, and Wormtail up some mornings at Hogwarts." With a flick of his wand, he dumps them on the teens.

Both gasp and look over at him, Bloom with her wand drawn and pointed in their direction, and then Bloom lowers her wand when she recognizes them and asks "How long have you been there?"

Sirius says "Long enough. You gave me the biggest scare I've had in weeks with that stunt earlier, you know that?" He pulls her up into a hug, which she returns.

Lucius, meanwhile, is giving a very dazed Draco a smirk coupled with a raised eyebrow that screams 'I knew it!'

Once Sirius pulls out of the hug, he says "Luckily, the timing is actually perfect for all this drama. I'd just received an Owl from Gringotts saying Potter Hall had been completely restored and was suitable for living in when Narcissa contacted me. Seeing as Dumbledore knows you've been found, he'll likely try to make a case for one thing or another if we don't move in there."

Bloom gets a worried look, and asks "He won't be able to get in there, will he? Like he and Fudge just did here?"

Lucius shakes his head, and says "No, they shouldn't be able to. As we were suspected of being Death Eaters, we had the humiliation of our private Floo being accessible to Aurors and the Ministry at their leisure. Seeing as we've been cleared of that…I believe that can be fixed. Though, I recommend you go to Potter Hall as soon as possible - Dumbledore can't get a word in if you move in immediately."

Draco's not happy with the arrangement, not in the slightest, but Sirius says he'll invite them over and give them access to the Apparition point.

After they leave, Draco's sporting the world's biggest sulk in the history of sulking. Narcissa gives him a sympathetic look and squeezes his shoulder, saying "You'll see her in a few days, Draco. And at the party held every year."

Hours later, a bird lands at Draco's window - he opens it up, lets a very happy Hedwig in, and finds there's a letter to him tied to her leg. As soon as the letter is removed, she flies off. Likely to be with Bloom.

'Draco, it's Bloom. You probably already guessed that, though. Never thought I'd get attached to anyone when I was 'growing up' with the Dursleys, as I always had to take care of myself when nobody else would - yet, somehow, I miss you. A lot. Sirius said we'll see each other again soon, after wiping an annoyingly knowing look off his face once we got back from Luna's place, even though we'll have to behave like some stuffy, rule-concerned Purebloods after some contract I freaked about is confirmed at Gringotts - seriously, there are still Marriage contracts in this day?! Wasn't exactly prepared to be blind-sided by that bit of info. Sirius mentioned something about 'deportment lessons' - in the Muggle world, deportment means your sent somewhere else, so I'm both confused and worried about that - and etiquette. I get that second part, and I bet it'll be dead-boring. I learned how to be quiet, out-of-the-way, and a raging fireball when necessary when growing up, not which fork or spoon to use or who to talk to, how to talk, and what to say and what not to say. At least he said Hermione, the Weasleys, and the Longbottoms are coming over tomorrow and soon respectively - apparently, nobody told Neville and the others in our year I'm fine, so I bet they've all been going out of their minds. Oops…didn't actually want to worry anyone by escaping the Dursleys and Dumbledore. Anyways, off topic. Sirius said something about an annual party in Paris or something just before school starts? All the Purebloods are invited? So, apparently, the kids all have to take dancing lessons - I pity my partner, I can fight…dancing isn't quite the same. Ask Ron. In a fight, all I have to worry about is keeping my feet under me, my enemies in sight, and pointing my wand in the right direction. Dancing…bloody hell, I'll take the straightforward fight. The only thing you have to do there is survive. Wizarding society is so screwed-up in some very big ways. Would you like to come over while Ron and Hermione are visiting? If yours and Ron's fathers could get along - or even just go to different rooms, for Mercy's sake, and it's honestly the same with Professor Snape and Sirius - then I bet we could have a good time. Potter Hall is massive, perfect for a game called Hide-and-Seek. I'll keep sending excuses until you say yes, by the way - and, as you know from classes, I can get very creative when I need to so you'll likely get tired of saying no before I run out of reasons. PS. Seeing as I completely missed your birthday - your Mother told me I was out of it from that dumb fever during the actual day - I'm working on a little project so we can stay in touch easier. No spoilers, though. I'll fill you in when it's finished.'

By the time Draco finishes reading Bloom's letter, he's got a bittersweet ache in his chest and is somewhat torn between laughing until he cries and Apparating to where he thinks Potter Hall might be located because it made him miss her even more - he could perfectly imagine Bloom saying all of that, exactly like she was just sitting in his favorite chair in the room talking to him, and that last line is probably her revenge for not telling her the plan for dealing with the Dursleys as he's now being eaten up with curiosity about what she's planning.

The next morning, the Prophet comes in…full of holes burned into the pages - only in certain sections, though. And the holes have completely consumed whatever sections they were in.

AN: Hey, everyone! Since I go back to school tomorrow - and classes start back up on Monday - here's my last update of Winter Break! I know, I'm crushed to. Truly, I am.

Anyway, how many people guessed where i had Bloom go back to? I thought it was hilarious - let Fudge and Dumbledore run around trying to learn how Sirius and the Malfoys found Bloom while she's sitting in her tent looking at pictures of her parents. In the state she was in, the reminder of them just turned her thoughts to their deaths. And what Dumbledore could've done to prevent it from happening. And, i know some of you are thinking 'FINALLY! SHE FINALLY GOT AROUND TO MAKING THEM AN ITEM!' but I couldn't exactly rush things. All things considered, I think it turned out pretty well.

As to the battle in the Department of Mysteries...can someone PLEASE explain why they thought it was super-important to protect that orb? I mean, i get why they wanted to keep it a secret back when Harry was a baby. Really, I do. But why it was so important when Harry was fifteen is a mystery to me. Voldemort had already marked Harry! He saw the 'Boy-Who-Lived' as his greatest threat - he was already trying his damnedest to kill Harry, what difference would it have made by then?! Exactly what would've changed? Nothing much, from what I can tell.

Anyway, enjoy! More chapters will come up soon! Reviews are always appreciated!