The next morning, the four of them are eating breakfast in the great hall, except Harry isn't eating.

He's twirling his food on a fork, and Ron says "Take a bit of toast mate, go on."

Hermione says "Ron's right Harry, you're going to need your strength today."

Harry says "I'm not hungry…"

Bloom says "Right, and I dye my hair this color every day, Harry. Nobody's believing that for a second. Besides, think about the look on Malfoy's face when you win - that should get your appetite back."

Snape appears behind them and says "Well Potter, now that you've proven yourself against a troll, a little game of Quidditch should be easy work for you…even if it is against Slytherin."

He stalks away, limping as he goes; which doesn't go unnoticed by the four.

Bloom says "Well, I guess that explains the blood."

"Blood?" Hermione asks.

Bloom says "Listen, I'm guessing Snape let the troll in as a diversion, so he could get past that 3-headed dog. But he got himself bitten instead, and now he's got that limp to prove it."

Harry says "I see your point."

Ron adds "But why would he want to be anywhere near that thing in the first place?"

Harry explains about another vault Hagrid took him to aside from his parents' - one with a glowing object for Dumbledore, 'Hogwarts Business'.

Ron says "So your saying…"

Bloom finishes the sentence for him, saying "That's what the dog is guarding, that's what Snape wants."

Suddenly, an owl screeches, and when they look up, its Hedwig.

She drops a long parcel onto the table in front of the four friends, before flying away.

Bloom tracks Hedwig's progress over to the teacher table, before turning to the object.

Hermione says "Bit early for mail, isn't it?"

Ron says "Well, let's open it already!"

They all tear into the packaging, and it's a broomstick.

Ron says "That's not just any broomstick Harry, that's a Nimbus 2000!"

Bloom looks again at Hedwig, who is perched on Professor McGonagall's arm.

She nods, and Bloom smiles her thanks, while Harry nods back.

Bloom says "Alright, now add Snape's look of shock to Malfoy's - that should be enough to get you in the right mindset."

Harry grins, and says "Thanks."

In one of the two Quidditch towers, the Gryffindor team is marching towards the starting gate.

Harry is visibly worried, as the reach a closed double door.

Oliver asks "Scared, Harry?"

"A little."

"It's alright, I felt the same way my first game."

Harry asks "What happened?"

Oliver chuckles to himself and says "I don't remember. Took a Bludger to the head two minutes in, and I woke up in the hospital two weeks later."

Harry gulps, and the doors open.

They mount their brooms, and fly out onto the field.

The stands are packed with students from both houses, and everyone is cheering.

The commentator is talking from a tower at the side of the field, and the teachers have their own bleachers.

"Hello, and welcome to Hogwarts' first Quidditch game of the season. Today's game: Slytherin vs. Gryffindor!"

Everyone lines up in a circle in the air, Harry is one of the highest.

"The players take their positions as Madame Hooch enters the field to begin the game!"

Madame Hooch yells up "Now I want a nice clean game…from all of you." She glares at the Slytherin players as she says this.

She kicks the trunk, and then gets back inside as the balls all fly out.

"The Bludgers are up, followed by the Golden Snitch! Remember, the Snitch is worth 150 points, whoever catches that, wins the game!" The small golden orb zooms around each Seeker's head, before disappearing.

"The Quaffle is released…and the game begins!"

Gryffindor gets the ball, and a chaser zooms past the Slytherins, towards their goal, shoots, and scores!

"Angelina Johnson scores 10 points for Gryffindor!" the commentator declares, before pressing a button for the scoreboard. A 10 appears beside Gryffindor's name.

Harry claps midair, while the Gryffindor kids in the stands cheer.

Slytherin gets the Quaffle, but Oliver blocks the shot.

Gryffindor makes another score, and then Slytherin decides to play dirty.

The Slytherin team captain, Marcus Flint, grabs the bat from a beater, and sends a Bludger into Oliver's stomach.

He falls to the ground and the crowd boos.

Harry is visibly upset, and Bloom glares at Flint, wishing she could control the magic in her that tends to set things on fire when she gets angry.

Slytherin manages to score, but Harry spots the Snitch.

He tries to follow it, but his broom starts bucking and turning under him.

Harry tries his best to catch the Snitch, but his broomstick seems out of control.

Hagrid asks "What's going on with Harry's broomstick?"

Hermione looks at Harry, then at Snape, who is muttering something. "It's Snape! He's jinxing the broom!"

Ron asks "Jinxing the broom?"

Now Bloom is furious, and it's the perfect time to try a little experiment of hers.

For the past two nights, she's been sitting in the Gryffindor common room at the fireplace, trying to get it to do anything unusual by focusing on it.

She can make stuff happen when she's in danger or angry, but when she's calm and focused; nothing.

It's only when she got suddenly angry at her inability to get it to do anything that it jumped a foot and a half higher.

Now, when she's furious and has a focus for her fury, it's the perfect time to try out her theory.

Mrs. Faragonda said magic reacts to strong emotions, time to put it to the test.

"Hermione, mind if I borrow your binoculars?"

"Ok, but what are you doing?"

"A little test, to see if I can do something. Also, you might want to stay out of my line of sight."

She looks at Harry for a second, then at Snape, still muttering.

She focuses every ounce of anger she can call up, remembering all the times he's unfairly picked on her and Harry both, all the crap Draco's pulled, and everything else she can think of - Mitzi's bullying and bratiness for instance.

It doesn't take a minute to bring all this to mind, and she never takes her gaze off Snape.

Fury builds in her veins, burning through her; and suddenly, to her utter satisfaction, she feels something in her lash out and Snape's robe suddenly catches fire - which is quickly noticed.

One man yells "Fire! You're on fire!" and the fire's spreading fast to.

Snape is shocked, and knocks the man back, who falls into Quirrell, who also falls over.

He frantically tries to put the fire out, but its spreading too fast to be easily extinguished.

After a few dozen frantic seconds of patting, the fire finally goes out, and Bloom turns her attention back to Harry.

He's back on his broom, but the Slytherin Seeker is after the Snitch as well.

Harry rams the other Seeker, then is butted out.

He returns, smashing the other Seeker hard.

The Snitch dives, and the two boys follow, but the Slytherin Seeker backs off as it goes closer and closer to the ground.

Harry pulls his broom up, following just a few feet above the ground.

He stands up, trying to grab the ball; but he goes too far and topples over.

He lands on the ground and lurches, and Hagrid says "It looks like he's gonna be sick!"

Bloom gets worried, she's supposed to protect him after all.

He lurches again, and the Snitch pops out of his mouth.

It lands in his hands, and he immediately curls his fingers around it gratefully.

"He's got the Snitch! 150 point to Harry Potter for catching the Snitch!"

Hooch blows her whistle, and yells "Gryffindor wins!"

The Gryffindor students all cheer, and Harry holds up the Snitch.

Professor McGonagall giggles, and Bloom grins hugely for Harry.

AN: Looks like Bloom's figuring out her fairy powers, and there's literally no way to trace Snape's cloak catching fire back to her - not with the way magic works in this world. Bloom's still trying to figure out how to control her powers, make stuff like that happen at will instead of randomly or when she gets angry enough - she seems to be making good progress, any guesses when she finds out the big secret?