Bloom wakes up the morning of the ceremony.

Professor Dumbledore was exactly right when he said Bloom would be hungry; Harry thinks it was an understatement when he sees how much Bloom eats.

She eats every bit of candy that was on her bed, plus what Harry left on her bed before; and the plate of food he brought from breakfast.

When she stops devouring everything that comes within a three-foot radius of her bed, after about ten minutes straight, she wipes her mouth and looks at her robes.

"Harry, I had the weirdest dream. I had on a skirt and top, and wings! Problem is, I just ate a feast in itself and I have no idea what day it is."

"It's been days Bloom, it wasn't a dream. Also, I think there's a few things you forgot to tell us."

Bloom looks at him, suddenly pale but also resigned and guilty looking.

"Yes, there is - but I didn't exactly forget. Does anyone know about…?"

"No, that's the part that's actually a secret, everybody knows the rest of what happened - more or less."

Bloom sighs and says "It's a really long story Harry. First off, I'm not supposed to be eleven. I used to be sixteen, but Mrs. Faragonda had to turn me eleven so I could come here. Second, I came here for one thing exactly."

She looks him in the eye and says "I'm supposed to protect you from Snake-face."

Harry has to laugh, that has to be the most fitting and ridiculous name for Voldemort he's ever heard.

Bloom says "Yeah, I know it sounds crazy. But I was sent here specifically to keep you alive. I don't have all the details, but Mrs. Faragonda was really clear on the part of you staying alive."

"Professor Dumbledore said something like that, and something about some planet called Domino. Said you might be the princess?"

Bloom goes pale at that, Harry can tell she's calling up every bit of information on Domino she remembers.

"Your…your kidding, right? I'm some lost princess?! That's the power the Sorting Hat sensed in me?"

Harry thought she might've had a clue, but it seems she really didn't.

"Gods, well, that explains the dreams I keep having."

"What dreams?"

"It must be Domino getting destroyed. And I guess that means Daphne is my sister. Well…now I know what Mrs. Faragonda didn't tell me."

"What?"

"I thought there was something she wasn't saying. Maybe it was she wanted to keep me safe as well. Wars have been fought for less powerful things, Harry. The Dragon Flame made the entire Magical Dimension."

Harry blinks, and says "I can see your point. But you really don't know why I'm so special? Why Snake-face wants me dead?"

"No. Mrs. Faragonda mentioned something about a prophecy, but she didn't know I was listening around the corner either."

Bloom shrugs, and says "Well, how about we go to a ceremony. By the way, is it okay if I go home with you? From what you've told me, you need all the help you can get with your family - and I can technically use my fairy powers on them if I have to."

She gives him a weak grin, and he has to return it - it's literally the nicest thing anyone has ever done for him.

At the mention of going home, he goes cold though, remembering the awful letter Bloom got while she was still unconscious.

"Bloom, there's something you really need to know. Your adoptive parents…they're…"

Bloom goes pale, and a strangled noise escapes her throat. "Dead?"

Harry nods, and says "It looks like the Dark Lord did some digging about you. He found your parents, they were killed with the Killing Curse."

Bloom breaks out in sobs instantly, and Harry puts an arm around her.

"Bloom, I know what it's like. My parents were killed the same way yours were, my aunt and uncle hate me just for breathing…"

"Harry, if Mrs. Faragonda is right, then I've got literally no home. My planet of birth was destroyed, my birth family all killed, and now my adoptive parents!"

She cries into Harry's robes, wishing she could just go back to when she was unconscious and had no clue of any of this.

"Bloom, I'm here for you. So are Ron and Hermione. Besides, my uncle Vernon wouldn't throw someone out when they've got nowhere to go - if only to save his reputation with everyone he knows."

"Yeah, well, I've heard of the Dragon Flame. It's powerful, it's dangerous, I could go ballistic and destroy everything! I could turn evil, like Voldemort, and nobody would be able to stop me!"

Harry shakes his head, and says "You tackled Quirrell to save me, I seriously doubt you're going to go bad of your own free will. Bloom, you're the bravest, most selfless person I know. The world will come to an end and everything we know will turn upside-down and inside-out, and you'll still be trying to protect people. I know you were sent here to protect me, but I've seen you stand up for all our friends. You're not going to go bad."

At the ceremony, the decorations are in the Slytherin house colors.

Everyone is seated, and has just finished eating.

Dumbledore nods to Professor McGonagall, who dings her glass with a spoon.

He rises and says "Another year gone. And now, as I understand it, the House Cup needs awarding and the points stand thus: in fourth place, Gryffindor with 312, Third place, Hufflepuff with 352 points, Second, Ravenclaw with 426 points, and in First place, Slytherin with 472 points."

Immense cheering erupts, mostly from the Slytherin table.

"Yes, yes, well done Slytherin. Well done Slytherin. However, I believe recent events must be taken into account, and some last-minute points are to be awarded. To Miss Hermione Granger, for the use of cool intellect when others were in danger, 50 points."

Harry gives her a thumbs-up, and Bloom grins and high-fives her.

"To Mr. Ronald Weasley, for the best played game of chess" Ron mouths 'me?" and Harry mouths back 'you!' with a huge grin, "that Hogwarts has seen these many years, 50 points. Third, to Mr. Harry Potter, for pure nerve and outstanding courage, 60 points. And fourth, to Miss Bloom, for the same nerve and courage, and for self-sacrifice for the ones you want to protect, I award 100 points."

Hermione says "We won!"

Bloom turns as red as her hair, and Harry puts an arm around her happily.

"And finally, it takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but it takes a great deal more to stand up to your friends. To Neville Longbottom, I award 10 points."

Everyone erupts into cheering, except Draco who looks crestfallen.

"Assuming my calculations are correct, I believe a change of decoration is in order. Gryffindor wins the House cup!"

He claps his hands, and the banners change to red and gold with Lions in the middle.

Everyone throws their hats into the air, except Draco - who smashes his into the table. Bloom, Harry, Ron, and Hermione hug, people rush over though and lift Harry and Bloom on top of the crowd.

They don't let go of each other's hands though, and get passed along the crowd.

AN: Seems they took the news that Bloom had been lying to them by omission better than she thought they would. Of course, when someone's here to protect you in secret, it's kind of hard to get mad at them when they're saving your life. And now Bloom knows about the Dragon Flame - and she's got nowhere else to go besides with Harry. Wonder how it'll go with the Dursleys...