Almost as soon as Bloom and Sirius get to Potter Hall, Bloom gets an idea and says "Siri, what does the Wizarding World do for exclusive interview rights and such? Is there a contract, or…?"

Sirius chuckles, and says "You can sign a magically binding contract for a set amount of time with someone who has a license. They'll then be the only ones that can write about you, but you can only give them interviews and such unless its specifically allowed in the contract. Such as a press conference, for example."

"You wouldn't happen to know where Luna Lovegood lives, would you? Her father runs the Quibbler, and she's the Chief editor."

Ten minutes later, they're in a very bizarre house sipping tea with Luna and Xenophilius Lovegood. Sirius and Xenophilius exchange greetings, and then Bloom just gets straight to the point. "Mr. Lovegood, Luna told me about the Quibbler and how you write it. I was hoping we could come to some kind of arrangement - because I don't want the Prophet writing about me anymore. They'll just cater to Fudge's smear campaign he's going to start up now that I've been found."

Xenophilius looks dumbstruck, and asks "Are you asking for-"

"A magical contract between myself and the Quibbler. Luna told me she's the chief editor, and I'm assuming she also qualifies for a reporter? If so, then it's perfect. I'm thinking…only the Quibbler can write about me for a year, unless the Prophet comes out with an actually factual story about me that doesn't serve any corrupt agenda, and in return I'll only give an interview with Luna. Does that sound fair?"

Luna quietly says "That sounds like we're getting all the benefits…Bloom, you might not know the Quibbler isn't taken very seriously."

Bloom shrugs, and says "So, get serious then. Besides, people will take you seriously when you're the only source of information on me."

Luna chuckles, then says "Good point. We'd need to purchase exclusive interview right-"

"You're in luck. I'm having a special sale. My price is one Knut."

Both Luna and Xenophilius' jaws drop to the ground, and Bloom says "If you're going to say something about being able to charge a better price than that, don't. I don't need the money, not a bit. I do, however, need to keep the Ministry from trying to ruin my reputation and discredit me. We'll already have to deal with a pink toad for our new teacher, I won't let them double-up on the lies."

Luna is getting out a Knut, while Xenophilius is writing down a contract - it allows Bloom to be interviewed by other reporters if it's in something like a press conference, but other papers such as the Prophet can't write any stories about her unless it's strictly factual. Oh, and Rita Skeeter is banned from writing anything about Bloom for the duration of the contract.

Bloom reads the contract over carefully, then accepts the Knut and signs the parchment. One thing that stands out to Bloom is the last bit, how they say 'So mote it be' at the end - Xenophilius explains how it magically binds the contract, as well as any Oath or vow made using it. That gets Bloom's interest - according to Sirius and Xenophilius, the phrase has been used so extensively with magical contracts and binding oaths that it gained some magic of its own. Now, it binds those contracts and oaths. Oh, I think I might need that bit of information soon…

She's immensely glad she's got all night to get Sirius to explain the lessons he's giving her - how to give a good first impression when she enters a room, social etiquette she had no way of learning before due to living with the Dursleys - basically, how to keep people from thinking you're a victim and how not to open her mouth and have her foot fly into it first thing. Nothing about changing who she is - Sirius half-jokingly said he knew that wouldn't go well from the start.

The next morning, the Dailey Prophet comes in…filled with burn-holes. Bloom bursts out in hysterical laughter, with Sirius close behind her and Remus barely controlling his own laughter.

Molly and Arthur Weasley Apparate to Potter Hall, as Sirius re-worked the Wards to let in those he, Bloom, or Remus invites, and Fred, George, Ron, Ginny, and Hermione nearly run them over and break down the door to get inside.

Bloom gets tackled in a hug from Ginny first, with Ron nearly tied with her - Fred and George tackle them all in a hug, picking Bloom, Ron, and Ginny up off the floor. Hermione has to settle for glaring at the red-heads for not letting her in on the hug.

Hedwig lands on Bloom's shoulder, then nips Bloom's ear sharply and hoots at her, making Bloom laugh and say she missed Hedwig to.

One of the Twins starts "Bloom,"

"you sneaky, sneaky girl,"

"if you ever disappear like that again,"

"we're tracking you down,"

"packing you up,"

"and keeping you in the attic for the summer!"

Ginny says "We've been worried, can you tell? Because we've been going out of our minds. Wondering if you were alright, where you were, if you were even still alive or not…"

Bloom gets a confused look, and asks "Ron and Hermione didn't tell you?"

One of the twins - Fred, she thinks - says "They said you were alright. But couldn't tell us where you were - likely because Dumbledore's a Legillimens, and could see it in our memories if he thought we knew where you were."

Bloom pulls out of the four-people hug just enough to breathe, and says "I really didn't mean to worry anybody. I also didn't mean for Dumbledore and Fudge to find out I wasn't back in my drawer called Four Privet Drive."

Molly sternly says "Well, we have been and they did. Not in that order, though. You, young lady, gave us quite the scare. Going off alone like that - with You-Know-Who out there, for Merlin's sake! I'd really like to know what you were thinking!"

Bloom shrugs, and says "I was thinking I'd be better off where nobody could find me than with the Dursleys. A hungry girl is better than an injured, hungry girl. Especially since my magic hasn't been tied up with healing beatings, exhaustion, and whatever else Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley Dursley could think up. Assuming they actually think at all, that is."

After about ten more minutes of people calming down and telling Bloom she scared the magic out of them by disappearing, the kids are out in the garden while the adults have tea.

Fred and George are staring at Bloom in utter shock, one of them asking "Seriously? You can fly without a broom?"

Bloom grins, and nods, saying "Far as I can tell, its why I'm so good with a broom. Something about the wings."

Bloom shrugs, and Fred and George chorus "Show us!"

"It's not exactly legal for a Quidditch game or anything…"

"Show us!"

At their insistent requests, Bloom shrugs and says "Fine. Don't blink." She surrounds herself with fire, revealing her…she's read it's called 'Charmix' but she's not sure.

Fred and George take a few steps back and stare at her with identical looks of utter shock, then one says "Malfoy Junior"

"must've lost his mind"

"when he saw you like this."

"Has he seen you like this?"

"Think you could get away with doing it in school?"

"You're in a duel,"

"suddenly do this,"

"shock your opponent speechless,"

"then knock the wand out of their hand?"

Bloom chuckles, and shakes her head, saying "Probably not. The new DADA teacher would likely call me out for not being in school uniform, after all."

Hermione gets a confused look, and asks "Who is the new teacher anyway? You sound like you know."

Bloom shrugs, then says "Not her name, but what she's like. What she looks like, to. Brown hair, pink cardigan, looks like a toad, toadies up to Fudge a lot. Going to be a bloody bitch - point of fact, I've already nicknamed her the Tyrannical Toad-Bitch."

Ron snorts in laughter, and Hermione mutters "As Prefects, you and I shouldn't find that nearly as amusing as we do."

Bloom grins, and says "Congrats. I figured you two would get it for Gryffindor - aside from the fact that you're the smartest Witch of our age and absolutely earned it, Hermione, Dumbledore likely wanted me to be isolated a bit more since he realized I'm not playing by his rules."

Hermione nods, as Ron says "Good point. And, honestly, you're probably right about it. I was expecting it to be between you two for the female Gryffindor Prefect. That might've made the decision easy."

George says "By the way, Bloom, we went to Gringotts. Got your letter. Followed your advice for the books and all - seriously, this professor assigned us a 'theory' book. For beginners! How's that supposed to help us? Even with N.E.W.T.s?!"

Bloom shrugs, but says "It won't. They don't care. Fudge is trying to bury his head in the sand like the bloody chicken he is, keeps telling himself and anyone who will listen that Tom isn't back. Well, he is and denying it won't do anyone any good."

Ron asks "You wouldn't happen to be willing to tutor…would you?"

Bloom shrugs, and says "Sure, why not? So long as nobody's a total prat. Can't have a generation of people not knowing how to defend themselves, after all."

Ron grins, and says "'Sides, if someone tries to start something…challenge them to a duel. You flattened Draco last time, after all."

They all laugh hysterically at that, as they all remember that duel - Bloom practically turned Draco into a pancake, then sent the snake he summoned back at him. Only an absolute idiot would challenge her to a duel.

Of course, they realize a moment later…there's more than a few of them in the school.

The topic gets turned to Dueling Circuits - where professional Duels and tournaments are routinely held, which can make quite a bit of profit if you can actually win - and Bloom practically wrings every bit of information out of them.

AN: Hey, everyone! Next chapter is up! So, I'm going to try to update once a week - maybe on Thursdays. At any rate, if anyone was wondering why the Prophet suddenly started getting holes, here's your answer. Bloom decided to do something about the problem of Fudge using the newspaper to smear her - and maybe make the man blow a blood vessel from high blood pressure when everything he tried to write about Bloom just burst into flames. Every single section with any mention of Bloom...just gone. I, for one, find it hilarious.

Anyway, enjoy! More chapters coming soon! Please review, 'cause I LOVE reading your reviews!

PS. I figured out the perfect revenge on Umbridge for Bloom - destroy her career. Make her hit rock bottom. And, incidentally, bring down her precious Fudge and Dumbledore along with her. If anyone's wondering why I don't just have Bloom kill her and be done with it...it seems far too quick. Even on the Wiki, it says she's a sadistic woman, and having Bloom do what she did to the Basilisk...it'd probably be excruciatingly painful, but then it'd be over. I figure Bloom would want something she can chew over.

Yes, I want her to have something to chew over. Yes, I hate her character like I hate the Dursleys. A lot. Yes, I can control my impulse to eviscerate her long enough to have her thrown out of the Ministry. The Aurors that try to throw Hagrid out of Hogwarts on her orders, however...