Shortly after Bloom finishes explaining everything to Ginny, an owl smacks into the window hard enough to give itself a concussion.
It has the lists of everything they're all going to need - even Bloom and Harry, Dumbledore must know they're there.
Bloom texted Mrs. Faragonda while she was up in the clouds, so Mrs. Faragonda told Dumbledore - Bloom almost grins hugely for this network of people she knows about and is somehow in.
Mrs. Weasley takes one look at the list and says "Well, the only place we're going to find all this is Diagon Alley."
They use the Floo network, which Ron shows them how to use.
He grabs a handful of what looks like ash - but makes Bloom's skin tingle when she grabs some, definitely not ash - and throws it into the fire and yells "Diagon Alley!"
He disappears in a burst of fire, and Harry goes next.
"Diagonelly!" he disappears as well, but everyone looks worried.
Bloom asks "What's wrong?"
Fred says "He pronounced it wrong…"
Bloom instantly knows what that means: he's not in the right place.
You pronounce a spell wrong, it tends to blow up in your face, same rules apply apparently.
She says "I'll find him, be back soon."
She focuses on the bond she and Harry share, and then calls on her magic - and then she disappears in a burst of fire.
All of them stare, but none of them have an answer for how she can do that - not even Mr. Weasley, who knows some of what her powers are.
Nobody but Bloom and Harry knows just how advanced she's getting in those powers though, she told him during their time in the Dursleys house.
The next thing Bloom knows, she's in a dusty old shop and there's a set of footprints leading out to the door - too recent to be anybody's but Harry's.
When she gets outside, she finds him surrounded by Dark Witches and Wizards.
She whips out her wand and yells "Leave him alone!"
They look at her and one foolish one asks "Who's going to make me? You?"
That gets to Bloom, and her eyes start turning orange as fire discreetly ripples across her skin and she shoots a fireball out of her wand at them.
It hits the stupid one who asked her if she was going to stop them before, and he goes flying onto his back in a smoking heap with a burn mark on his robes.
Harry quickly backs up over to her and asks "Have I told you how amazing at magic you are lately?"
"Yeah, but after the teleportation spell it would be nice to hear it again."
"You have to be the most talented person in magic I know Bloom."
The other wizards scatter, throwing elements around like it's nothing is hard even for the most advanced witches and wizards - there's no telling how powerful she truly is.
The answer: all-powerful, when she can control the source of her powers.
The glow she didn't notice around her fades, and Harry says "I think you made some of them mess themselves, Bloom. If we could see Draco's expression…"
They both chuckle, wondering how loudly he'd scream and for how long - and who he'd go to with a story that Bloom can set herself on fire and turn her eyes orange.
It might be worth the trouble - unless people find out she's a fairy from another universe.
She hasn't been advertising that, and she's pretty sure magic-users on Earth don't have the same kinds of senses as people from the Magical Dimension - but there's no need to take the chance.
A familiar voice pulls both of them out of their thoughts, asking "What are you two doing here?"
Harry says "We…got lost."
"So I gather. And I see you scared off a pack of You-Know-Who's followers. They never met him, I think, but they follow his path all the same. C'mon, I'll take you to Diagon Alley."
Bloom whispers "You're not hurt, are you?"
"No, thanks to you." Harry grabs her hand in thanks and squeezes it, neither of them have any need to let go - especially with the crowd of people.
When they get to a quiet stretch, Harry asks "How'd you find me Bloom? Did you use the Floo network?"
Hagrid asks "Haven't you realized yet that you and Bloom share a special bond? According to Dumbledore, you two are connected - and it's very powerful, not even death will truly break it."
Bloom says "I teleported and followed the bond we share. Hagrid's right when he says its strong. I asked Mrs. Faragonda about it when I realized I could feel your emotions, and she said it only happens once or twice in a person's lifetime. For us, it happened when I healed you with the last of my strength before blacking out in the dungeon last year."
Bloom looks down and blushes, and Harry squeezes her hand again.
He can see her eyes flash orange for an instant, it isn't lost on him for an instant.
Almost as soon as they hit Diasgon Alley, they run into Hermione and the Weasleys - and nobody seems to notice the fact that Bloom and Harry are still holding hands.
They get all their stuff in a few hours, then they have to go back to the bookstore.
Its every bit as crowded as when they left for everywhere else, and then Bloom sees a bunch of reporters and a man at the center.
They get into the bookstore, somehow, and Bloom gets a look over people's heads.
"Alright, he's Gilderoy Lockhart, he's our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and he's a writer/adventurer. Apparently, he's been to all the places and done all the things in his books."
She looks at him and shrugs, and then Lockhart spots them.
"Good lord, its Harry Potter!"
Harry is reluctantly dragged over, and so is Bloom because they forgot they're holding hands.
Lockhart instantly notices though, and says "Oh, and he has a girlfriend! We'll definitely make the front page now!"
People start whispering excitedly, and Bloom and Harry's faces both turn bright red.
They're forced to take a picture - after Lockhart pushes them together so it looks like they're hugging - and then gives them free copies of all his books.
Bloom rolls her eyes; this guy already gets on her nerves.
Harry, it's going to be a very long year.
No kidding, especially once people start thinking we're dating!
They manage to get out of the crowd, and Bloom starts looking for a place to dump their pile of books, when a cold and cruel voice says "Harry Potter, famous Harry Potter. Can't even go into a bookstore without making the front page. And now he's even more famous thanks to his freak of a girlfriend."
Harry gets mad at Draco's description of Bloom - the other part doesn't bother him in the slightest - but she coolly says "Well, again, if your normal, I'd rather be different. Besides, you never know. Someone could get me mad and their hair could catch fire."
Draco takes a step back, especially when her eyes flash orange in warning.
A new voice, similar to Draco's but older, says "Now Draco, play nice."
They see a man with hair as blonde as Draco's but much longer staring at them.
Bloom instantly gets a bad feeling about him, as he introduces himself as Lucius Malfoy.
They turn to leave, but Lucius accidentally bumps into Ginny and makes her spill her books.
Lucius helps her pick them up and puts them in the bucket Ginny was using to carry them then the two platinum blondes leave.
Harry says "Well, it seems Draco's father is a bit politer than his son."
Bloom says "I don't think so Harry. I got a very bad feeling from him. I don't trust him."
"Me neither, but there's nothing for it right now."
AN: Okay, so Bloom's getting a very bad feeling from Malfoy Snr. right off the bat, anybody think she should listen to it? Also, how long do you think it'll take Draco and company to figure out for good that Bloom's a bad person to pick on? Or for the whole school to begin to realize she's more than she seems? Keep reading and find out!