Ron and Harry come running into Professor McGonagall's class, but she's nowhere to be seen - unless the tabby cat sitting on her desk can point them in the right direction.

Harry and Ron are relieved, until it pounces forward and turns into Professor McGonagall.

Ron says "That was bloody brilliant!"

"Thank you for that assessment Mr. Weasley, perhaps if I Transfigured you and Mr. Potter into pocket watches one of you would be on time."

Harry says "Sorry, we got lost."

"Perhaps a map then? I trust you don't need one to find your seats."

They sit behind Bloom and Hermione, and soon enough the class is over.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione notice Bloom stays a few minutes after class, but they don't know why and are too busy getting to Professor Snape's class to ask.


Snape immediately targets Harry when he sees the young wizard is taking notes of what he's saying - not paying attention, in his view.

He asks Harry questions that he has no answer to - Harry grew up not knowing any of this, he had to go back to his dorm to get his wand for mercy's sake!

Snape suddenly cuts off his attack on Harry when he sees his cauldron boiling over and rushes to stop it.

Nobody could have done it, nobody was near it, but everyone looks shocked that it happened - Bloom most of all.

She was glaring at Snape from behind Harry, and then suddenly felt her magic start burning inside her.

It's exactly like what happened the last few times something's happened by accident: she got angry, something blew up or caught fire - or, in this case, boiled over.

Got to get a lid on your powers, Bloom! Before something more extreme happens…

Class ends with no other accidents, thankfully, and they keep going to classes.


Afterward is time for homework, and a boy named Seamus is trying a spell on a cup.

"Eye of Rabbit, harp string hum, turn this water into rum." He looks into the cup and shakes his head, then starts again.

Harry asks "What's Seamus trying to do to that water?"

Ron replies "Turn it into Rum. He actually managed a weak tea yesterday, but-"

He is cut off by an explosion, and when they look over the cup has exploded all over Seamus.

Suddenly a rush of owls soars into the room through the giant windows, and Ron says "Ah, mail's here!"

Students are getting parcels and packages, and Neville gets a Remembrall.

Hermione says "I've read about those, the smoke turns red when you've forgotten something."

As she says this, the smoke actually turns red, and Neville says "Only problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten."

Harry and Bloom didn't get anything, no surprise to either of them, Harry's extended family treats him like he's their slave and Bloom's a mystery to everyone.


After the homework session, the first years come out to the field with Madame Hooch to learn to fly on a broomstick.

Madame Hooch has short hair and yellow hawk-like eyes, and the Gryffindor and Slytherin houses are lined up in two rows with broomsticks at their sides.

"Good morning class!"

"Good morning Madame Hooch."

"Welcome to your first flying lesson! Well, what are you waiting for? Everyone step up to the left side of your broomstick. Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broomstick, and say up!"

Everyone starts telling their broom to come up, and Harry and Bloom's lift up immediately.

About half the kids are having trouble and Madame Hooch encouragingly says "With feeling!"

Hermione chants "Up, up, up!" It finally floats into her hand.

Ron yells "Up already!" and his broom smacks him in the nose.

Bloom has to stifle a giggle, and Harry nearly laughs out loud.

"Shut up Harry, you to Bloom."

"Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it. And grip it tight, you don't want to be sliding off the end."

The class follows her instructions, and everyone manages to make it on alright.

"When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground, hard. Keep your broom steady, hover for a moment, and then lean forward slightly and touch back down. On my whistle…3…2… tweet!"

Neville's broom immediately floats up, and he looks really scared.

"Mr. Longbottom." Hooch tries to calm him down, literally.

Hermione asks "Neville, what are you doing?"

All the kids start calling his name, and one boy says "We're not supposed to take off yet!"

It doesn't really help, because Neville's broom lifts higher and higher off the ground.

He soars away, and they can all hear him screaming.

Madame Hooch tries to go after him, as he tries everything he can think of to get down.

He eventually stops flying when his cloak gets caught on a statue's very sharp spear point.

His cloak tears, and then catches on a torch; then rips again and he lands on his arm.

Everyone approaches, and a Slytherin girl asks "Is he alright?"

He has a broken wrist, and Madame Hooch helps him up to take him to the Infirmary.

Neville's Remembrall falls out of his pocket as Hooch picks him up, and Draco picks it up.

"Everyone's to keep their feet firmly planted on the ground. If I see a single broom in the air, the one riding it will find themselves out of Hogwarts faster than you can say Quidditch!"

She takes Neville away, and as soon as she's gone Draco snickers "Did you see the look on his face? Maybe if he'd given this a squeeze, he'd have remembered to fall on his fat ass!"

He laughs, but Harry steps up and says "Give it here Malfoy!"

Malfoy smirks and says "No, I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find."

Draco smirks, hops on his broom and flies around the group and then through it. "How about on the roof?"

He soars up, and hovers high in the sky, calling down "What's the matter Potter? Bit beyond your reach?"

Harry grabs his broom and moves to get on it, but Hermione stops him from flying off. "Harry no, you heard what Madame Hooch said, and besides you don't even know how to fl-"

She never gets to finish as Harry soars up and yells "Give it back Malfoy, or I'll knock you off your broom!"

"Is that so?" Draco laughs, and does a 360 spin as Harry rushes him.

"Have it your way then!" Draco yells as he throws the Remembrall into the air.

Harry goes for it, and nearly hits a window, with Professor McGonagall watching-working on the other side.

He catches the ball with both hands easily, and goes and lands by the other students, who are cheering him.

When he lands, everyone is staring in shock.

Professor McGonagall appears and says "Harry Potter? Follow me."

Hermione says "Uh-oh."

Harry sullenly follows her, while Draco and his goons laugh; which dies on their lips when they see Bloom's glare, which warns them not to mess with someone unless they intend to back it up. Its effective, they immediately shut up.


Professor McGonagall leads Harry to Professor Quirrell's class, and comes back out with a tall boy.

"Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood, I've found you a Seeker!"

Later, Ron, Harry, and Bloom are heading to the Gryffindor room, and Sir Nicholas floats by with a ghost lady.

"Have you heard? Harry Potter's the new Seeker for the Gryffindor Quidditch team, I knew he'd do well!"

Ron says "Seeker? But first years never make it onto the house teams! You must be the youngest Quidditch player in-"

"A century, according to Professor McGonagall." Harry continues.

Bloom says "Congrats Harry."

Fred and George come up, and one of them says "Hey, well done Harry, Wood's just told us!"

Ron fills in "Fred and George are on the team to, Beaters."

"Our job is to make sure you don't get bloodied up too bad. Can't make any promises though, rough game Quidditch."

"Brutal. But nobody's died in years. Some vanish occasionally…" Fred and George get the painting open using the password, and finish "But they'll turn up in a month or two!'

Bloom rolls her eyes and says "Harry, you were a natural up there - you'll do fine!"


Later, they are walking through the castle, and get onto a staircase.

A railing pulls in, but it's only when the whole structure shudders that they realize something's happening.

Ron nearly screams, Hermione gasps, and Bloom and Harry steady each other.

Harry asks "What's going on?"

Bloom answers "The staircases change, remember?"

They quickly get off the staircase, before it changes again and takes them who-knows-where.

They open a door and enter a dark room that gives them all the creeps.

Harry asks "Does anyone else feel like…we shouldn't be here?"

Bloom says "You took the words right out of my mouth, Harry."

Hermione says "We shouldn't be here, this is the 3rd floor; its forbidden."

Suddenly, a flame lights in a stone holder, and Filch's cat appears.

All four jump, and Bloom says "Alright, time to go."

They run, and find a locked door.

Flames light as they go, a clear trail right to them.

Harry grabs the door handle, but its locked.

Ron says "That's it, we're done for!" Bloom says "Can we please not panic, there has to be something we can do!"

Hermione says "Oh, move over Ron." She kneels down, and says "Alohomora."

They hear a click, and rush into the room and close the door, careful not to slam it.

Ron asks "Alohomora?"

"Standard book of Spells, Chapter 7."

Bloom is holding her head to the door, and whispers "Filch is gone."

Ron says "Probably thinks this door is locked."

Hermione reminds him "It was locked."

Harry is looking behind them, and stops dead in his tracks. "And for good reason."

They all turn to look behind them, and there is a giant, three-headed dog sleeping there!

The dog growls, yawns, and growls again - and notices the intruders.

The four bolt out of the door, fighting to get it closed.

When they manage to close it, they run as fast as they can to get to the Gryffindor room.

When they get back, they are all breathless, and Ron asks "What do they think they're doing, keeping a thing like that locked up in a school?"

Hermione teasingly says "You don't use your eyes much, do you? Didn't you see what it was standing on?"

"I wasn't looking at its feet, I was a bit preoccupied with its heads. Or maybe you didn't notice, there were three!"

Bloom says "I saw. It was standing on a trap door. That means it's not here by accident, its guarding something."

Hermione says "That's right. Now, if you all don't mind, I'm going to bed before one of you comes up with another clever plan that gets us all killed, or worse, expelled!"

Ron says "She needs to sort out her priorities!"

Harry nods in agreement, but Bloom doesn't say anything, just follows Hermione into the dorm they are sharing.


AN: Finally got the formatting problem figured out! As for the story, Bloom hasn't blown her cover yet. Any guesses on when someone's going to find out she's not a normal witch?