Winx and Magical Starsign AU
By: Sayaalv
(A/N: See previous chapter.)
It had now been one week since the start of the school year and Bloom had managed to get all of the students at both Alfea and Red Fountain wrapped around her pinky such to the point that if she even gave a tiny cough then she would be taken to the hospital wing faster than she could blink, often times resulting in her defense inflicting a few injuries on the ones responsible.
They got even worse when it was discovered that she had tuberculosis after she had coughed up a large glob of blood in the middle of metamorphosis class, which had sent all of the ones that saw into a mega panic including Professor Wizgiz. Now she was never seen without at least two fairies or heroes by her side or slightly behind her and a good dozen or so more trailing behind them a few yards behind or on either side just in case.
This action had caused Bloom to sigh fondly and shake her head in bemusement at their actions. Bloom and her worried entourage were walking down the street of Magix during the weekend chatting happily when a few Cloud Tower Seniors cornered them in an alleyway with malicious sneers on their darkly beautiful faces. The six or seven fairies and heroes immediately moved so that they were defending Bloom with their bodies, something that the witches noticed almost instantly.
"Why are you trying to protect that weak little nobody? What? She's your mistress or something?" One of them sneered with a smirk, if that was even possible. The others laughed cruelly while the fairies and heroes didn't say a word; they just stood in front of Bloom protectively with glares on their faces. Bloom calmly and gently pushed her way past her guards and merely favored the witches with kind eyes and a polite smile on her face.
"Excuse me but may we please get through as it seems we took a wrong turn and our friends will be searching for us momentarily?" Bloom asks closing her eyes and still smiling politely as she spoke calmly and politely to the witches, who were looking at her as if she were crazy while the fairies and heroes were trying to push her behind themselves protectively but failing for some reason unknown to them or the witches.
"Yeah right. What? Were you dropped on your head as a child?" The seemingly lead witch sneered not looking the least bit terrified or intimidated by the white haired teen.
"No, I do not believe so but I will ask you one last time to move out of our way please." Bloom said again with no hint of fear or anything other than polite calmness on her face. One of the witches made to push her backwards into the other fairies and heroes but was sent stumbling when Bloom stepped to the side at the last second and tripped the poor girl casually and with a smile on her face. This caused the witches to fume while the fairies and heroes snickered for a moment before trying to tell Bloom that she shouldn't overexert herself too much.
"It's okay. I feel fine right now. Please, don't worry about me." Bloom said smiling fondly at her worried friends before her polite smile returned to her face when she turned her gaze back to the witches.
"Will you please move? This will be the last time that I ask nicely." Bloom said just as casually as if she were talking about the weather and causing more than a few of the witches to growl.
"What will you do if we don't move? Make us?" The lead senior sneers cockily at the white haired girl.
"I might likewise I might not but please move since I feel fine for the first time in a while and do not wish to push my luck, as you would say, and cause my illness to act up again." Bloom said mildly while a few of the witches backed up a step and the fairies and heroes immediately began trying to fuss over her protectively.
"What are you? Sick?" A freshman witch asks stepping back slightly since she didn't want to risk getting sick as well.
"I have an illness called Tuberculosis but don't worry. My type of Tuberculosis is not contagious although that has the rather unlikable side effect of being incurable." Bloom reassured the freshman.
"Hey is this really alright? I mean it doesn't seem right to mess with a sick person does it, even if she is a fairy?" One of the freshmen witches asks the lead witch while glancing at Bloom worriedly.
"Yeah. My mom had Tuberculosis. It's a lung condition and the non-contagious ones are usually the ones that can be fatal if too much strain is put on the body. She's said it was the first time she felt fine in a while so should we really be messing with her? I don't want no part in being the reason she coughs up blood or passes out." Another freshman says glancing between the lead witch and Bloom worriedly.
"I'm not messing with no sick person. It's just not right. Especially since it's a lung disease." One of the sophomores said stepping over to stand beside Bloom protectively, not wanting to fight this girl or let the others mess with her if she could help it. Not a moment later and more than half of the witches were standing beside or in front of Bloom protectively, actually squaring off against their friends and fellow witches. Before it could come to blow a tall woman in purple with green skin, purple hair, and yellow eyes appeared.
"What is going on here?!" The woman asks dangerously, making more than a few of the fairies, witches, and heroes gulp and step further away from the woman, Bloom was not among them.
"Oh. Hello. I was just asking these nice witches if they could please let my friends and I through so we can go find the rest of our friends before they get too worried and do something stupid and/or reckless." Bloom said smiling kindly at the purple haired woman who merely blinked at her, inwardly wondering who the hell this girl is and why she called the witches nice. Before the woman we all know as Griffin could ask the white haired girl her name, Blooms smile dropped as she coughed harshly into her hands.
"Are you alright? Come on let's get you back to the Alfea nurse or to the hospital." The witch closest to Bloom said reaching to gently grab the white haired girl worriedly.
"I'm fine. I just overstrained myself a little. Don't worry." Bloom said with a small kind smile as she wiped her hands on her red t-shirt and waved off the girls help gently.
"Last time you said that you passed out due to blood loss." One of the Alfea seniors points out rushing forward to fret motherly over the younger girl.
"Honestly. I feel fine now. It was just a small attack after all." Bloom said smiling kindly as she turned to reassure her friends before sighing when she felt her defenses, the fire based ones this time, go off when the leader of the little witch band tried to blast her from behind. Bloom turned to look over her shoulder and snapped her fingers sharply once just before the lava spurts could hit the foolish teenager or any of the witches that still remained on her side.
"Now really? What were you thinking, trying to attack me from behind? Honestly. Don't you know how badly my defense mechanism could have hurt you and your friends? You need to be careful of things like that." Bloom said scolding the girl that attacked her from behind. The fact that they were automatic defenses and that the white haired girl was scolding someone who insulted her and attacked her from behind made Griffin and the other witchs gape at Bloom rather unattractively while the Fairies and Heroes continued to fuss over her, used to seeing her do the same with Stella or some other idiot back at school.
"Oh honestly I'm fine. You really should stop worrying so much or else your hair will be as white as mine!" Bloom said smiling softly and, as Griffins sharp eyes noticed, fakely as the others continued to fuss over her.
"If we look half as good as you do with white hair then I don't care." One of the older fairies said with a shrug and a smirk when Bloom blushed lightly at the compliment.
"You still should stop worrying over me so much. I am perfectly fine right now." Bloom said forcing down her blush while the fairy pouted slightly.
"Ms. Bloom! Are you okay? Some of the girls contacted me when they got separated from you." Griselda said as she appeared on the scene and rushed to check the white haired teen over for any sign of injuries.
"I'm fine Ms. Griselda. We took a wrong turn somewhere and got side tracked by these nice witches. I deeply apologize if I worried anyone." Bloom said smiling softly at the teacher with a slightly sheepish expression on her face.
"That's alright Ms. Bloom. Did any of the 'nice witches' try to attack you or one of the others in any way?" Griselda asked looking over the young white haired girl and occasionally shooting the witch that shot a spell at Bloom a protective glare, letting her know that she had been caught shooting a dangerous attack at an untransformed girls back.
"Yes but I am alright so there is no need for you to try and punish her Ms. Griselda. Shall we get back to what we originally came to Magix for; the nice witches may come along of course if that is what they wish?" Bloom said smiling slightly at a few witches that voiced how they wanted to come with her when she had said this.
"Alright. Let's go back to getting you some new cloths since yours are bloodstained." Griselda said sighing in defeat since she had learned not to argue with Bloom in the short time that she had known the white haired teenager, the girl was more stubborn than anyone Griselda ever came across.
"The bloodstains are, mostly, not my fault." Bloom said defensively to the looks the witches were giving her at this.
"No they're the results of you having an attack whenever you get stressed or overwork yourself, as usual." Griselda said dryly to the now pouting white haired girl.
"Well I can't just let my friends suffer a bad grade for not understanding the assignment and they're too prideful to ask the teachers." Bloom said pouting cutely at Griselda and earning some loud squeal for her 'unbelievable cuteness' from the Fairies and even a few witches. Needless to say it was a very large and varied group that went shopping with the white haired teen who scowled whenever they tried to dote on her as if she were fragile.