Bloom asks "Sir, what was that all-"

Dumbledore interrupts her, saying "You are both talented, powerful - and both of you are very famous, yes, you to Bloom. Everything Horace prizes. Professor Slughorn will try to collect you, both of you. You would be his crowning jewels, that's why he's returning to Hogwarts. And it is crucial he return…"

Bloom and Harry both look intrigued at that, and Bloom looks more than a little worried by the thought of being 'collected' by that guy.

Before either of them can ask about it, Dumbledore glances at the moon and says "I fear I have stolen a wondrous night from you two."

Harry pulls Bloom a little closer, as she says "We already ate. Besides, I think I was in for another lecture about why I'm not allowed to jump in front of deadly curses to save people important to us."

She sighs quietly when Harry's arms tighten around her slightly, but doesn't say anything.

Harry sternly says "Bloom…"

"Hey, I'd rather die and come back to life than Sirius die and not come back at all!"

Dumbledore smiles, and says "Grab my arm again, I've already told Sirius you'll be leaving for Hogwarts."

Bloom and Harry both look confused, and Bloom says "But our stuff, and Fyra and Hedwig…"

"They're waiting for you."

Dumbledore holds out his arm again, and Bloom and Harry separate enough so that they don't accidentally switch limbs or anything.

A moment later, they arrive at the Weasley's place - and Bloom nearly throws up again.

Dumbledore's nowhere to be seen, and Bloom has a hand clamped tightly over her mouth to keep herself from throwing up.

Harry asks "You okay?"

Bloom shakes her other hand back and forth, a 'maybe' response.

Harry helps her stand, noticing she's not quite as green as the first time.

She's still got her hand clapped over her mouth, but she hasn't barfed yet.

When they get inside the Weasley's house, they find that all their stuff is there along with Hedwig and Fyra.

Fyra flies over to Bloom's shoulder and Bloom pets her with her free hand.

Suddenly, they're both crushed in a massive group hug from everyone at once, which does not help Bloom's stomach at all.

Molly asks "Why didn't you tell anyone you were coming?"

Harry shrugs and says "We didn't know. Dumbledore just brought us a minute ago."

Bloom suddenly pushes her way through the crowd and runs to the bathroom.

Hermione and Ron wince, and Harry says "Apparating doesn't agree with her."

Five minutes later, Bloom's back and looking her normal color.

Molly slaps her arm now, and says "You, young lady, gave us quite a scare with your little stunt in the Department of Mysteries. I know you were saving Sirius, but that was an extremely stupid thing to do - and I never thought I'd be telling you that you did something stupid."

Bloom smiles apologetically, and says "Sorry, but I wasn't about to let Harry lose the only person he could actually call family."

Molly sighs, and says "Well, from what you've said, those Dursleys can't really be called family. That may have been a noble thing to do, but it was also reckless and stupid. Do it again, and we'll put you under house arrest with all of us guarding you in shifts."

Bloom would glare, except it means they care about her - and the fact that Harry puts his arm around her waist doesn't help.

Molly looks over and sees Ron about to touch Hermione.

He quickly points out the stray bit of toothpaste on her chin, and she wipes it away and gives him a strange look.

Up in a four-person room, bloom asks Hermione, "When did you get here?"

"A few days ago, wasn't sure I was coming though."

Harry looks up from the fireplace, he's teasing a blue fire with the Daily Prophet floating in it.

The pages of the paper twist and turn, and the headline mingles with the image of Draco's haunted face.

Ron says "Mum sort of…lost it last week. Said Ginny and I had no business going back to Hogwarts. That it's too dangerous."

Harry sighs "Oh, come on."

Bloom adds "If I didn't do something just because there's the chance of danger, I wouldn't have even gone to Alfea!"

Ron points out "Your magic was newly discovered and you had no idea how to work it."

"Yeah, do you have any idea how many times I put myself through walls trying to do anything?"

They don't and they bet they don't really want to know.

Hermione says "Well, Molly's not alone. Even my parents, and they're muggles, know something bad is happening."

Ron says "Anyway, Dad stepped in and told her she was being barmy. Took a few days, but she came around."

Bloom says "But we're talking about Hogwarts, people - Dumbledore! What in this world could be safer?"

Hermione and Ron glance at each other, and she says "There's been a lot of chatter lately, that he's gotten…old."

Harry says "Rubbish. He's only - what?"

Ron says "A hundred and fifty."

Hermione adds "Give or take a few years."

Bloom says "Well, that just means he's seen just about everything and knows how to do his job."

They all look at her, see she's completely serious about that - and then they all crack up and start laughing.

When they go quiet again, Harry pokes at the fire with his wand again.

Draco's face appears in the flames for an instant before it vanishes.

Hermione asks "Wait, that reminds me. Bloom."

When the red-head looks at her, Hermione asks "How on Earth did you survive the bloody Killing Curse anyway?"

Bloom sighs and says "Because I can't be killed while the Dragon Flame is inside me. And no, I won't lose it for a long while - Harry, don't tell them."

Ron asks "Your immortal? Or invincible or whatever?"

"Sort of. If my body is destroyed, well, I'm screwed then - but I can usually keep that from happening."

Hermione says "You said something about losing it. When?"

Bloom and Harry both turn bright red, and Hermione says "Tell me it's not gone with your Virginity or something."

Both of them blaze red at that, and Bloom says "No! Hermione, why would you think that? No, that's not when I'll have to give up the Dragon Flame. And before you ask, no, I'm not about to lose it or anything. And I am not just going to jump out in front of random curses for nothing, because it really sucked."

All three of her friends let out a sigh and relax a little, and Harry says "Bloody well good. Because I would tie you to me if you had a plan like that."

"Okay, I get it. Now, would you please stop worrying so much? I mean, really, I have no plans on leaving this life any time in the near future. Preferably, I'd like to leave at the age of ninety and in my sleep - nowhere near that just yet, in case you haven't noticed."

Hermione has to start laughing, Bloom somehow manages to make it impossible to stay mad at her.

Ron says "You never told us when you lose this power of yours though."

Bloom blushes again, and says "Hopefully I'll have lost it by ninety, or I'll have been living one lonely life! I'm going to sleep, please don't Apparate me anywhere!"

She jumps onto one of the top bunks and rattles off a string of words that they can guess is a spell - then she falls to the side snoring.

Hermione asks "Did she just put a sleep spell on herself?"

Harry climbs up and shakes her shoulder gently - no reaction.

"Um, yeah, she's not waking up any time soon."

Ron smacks his hand to his face, and says "She must be really embarrassed about it. Why?"

Harry looks away, and Hermione asks "Did I guess it right?"

"No, you were on the right track let's say. I'm going to bed as well, you two can figure it out. Night."

He climbs into the bed underneath Bloom, and is out in seconds.

Hermione and Ron try to think, she was on the right start when she guessed at a night in bed, but it's not the right answer.

Ron says "You think they think we're going to tease them?"

"Yeah, definitely. Oh…bloody hell…Ron, I think I know when Bloom loses the Dragon Flame."

"When?" "When she gets a kid!"

"What?"

"Ron, I read about the Dragon Flame once, it was passed down this royal family bloodline."

"Kind of like pure-bloods kind of talk?"

"Not really. In the Magical Dimension, everyone has magic. There's no pure or mixed blood there, its talent and power. Almost seems simpler than all this nonsense."

"Must be nice. Anyway, bloodline?"

"Yeah, the power was passed down the Domino royal family, going from one Holder to the next. And then the planet was destroyed…"

Ron's eyes get huge, and he says "She's the last one."

"Yeah, she's the only survivor of her planet's destruction, so there's currently nobody to pass it on to. But if that were to change, say, with her giving birth to a child…"

"She'd have to give it to the kid."

They both stare at one another, then look up at Bloom.

Ron whispers "She's really got a bum deal, hasn't she?"

"Yeah. Planet: gone. Birth family: gone. Adoptive family: murdered with the Killing Curse. Her life: constant danger. What the bloody hell is ever going to go right for her?"

Ron says "We know her, we're her friends. Harry's more than a friend to her, I'm betting. You've seen the way they blush at stuff. And I saw the look on Harry's face after the Yuletide Ball - priceless."

"Same with Bloom, she was a wreck right before the Ball though. I had to convince her about four times to get down the stairs and onto the first floor - and that was invisibly. When she heard voices, she tried to bolt. Gods, I've never seen her that nervous in my entire life."

Ron grins, and asks "Thought of dancing with Harry a little too much for her?"

"Yeah, that was what I had to convince her of: that the dance would go alright and she wouldn't make a fool of herself."

Ron and Hermione chuckle, and then Hermione says "Night Ron, we've got to get stuff tomorrow."

"Night, Hermione."

They climb into bed, Hermione taking the top bunk and Ron taking the bottom one.

AN: Yes, Harry's not the only one on high-alert after Bloom's taking the curse for Sirius. It's completely wasted though, she's got no plans on going off and getting her head cut off or anything - that might actually kill her, who knows. Nobody's finding out though, Bloom's not leaving any time soon - at least not by dying. Read to find out what happens next!