On Valentine's day night, Harry goes into his room and sees a trail of glittering candy wrappers.

He follows the trail to see Ron in his pj's sitting on the window sill with a heart-shaped box on his legs - and empty box with candy wrappers all over the floor.

"Beautiful, isn't it? The moon."

"Brilliant. Have a late-night snack?"

"They were on your bed, thought I'd try one."

Harry snickers and says "Or twenty."

Harry sits down beside Ron, and Ron says "I can't stop thinking about her, Harry."

Harry smiles, and says "Really? Honestly, I reckoned she was starting to annoy you."

"She could never annoy me…I think I love her."

Harry's jaw drops, and he asks "Excuse me?"

Ron nods at a bewildered Harry, who says "Well…brilliant…"

Ron asks "You think she knows I exist?"

Harry frowns now, and says "Bloody well hope so, she's been snogging you for three months."

"Snogging? Who're you talking about?"

"Lavender Brown, who're you talking about?"

"Romilda Vane!"

Harry stares at Ron for a moment, then at the chocolate wrappers around Ron, then asks "Can I see that box a minute?"

He's remembering what Hermione told him about Romilda and her trying to slip him a love potion - she probably tried again.

He's refused anything and everything from her; and sure enough, when he looks in the box, he finds a note that says she's thinking sweet thoughts of him.

He suppresses a smile, and says "Ron, the chocolates are - never mind. I'll take you to Romilda. Last I heard, she's getting some help from Professor Slughorn. At the very least, he could give you something for your nerves."

Ron eagerly nods, and soon they're in front of the door.

Slughorn is a little reluctant to see Harry, until he notices Ron's behavior.

Harry whispers the problem to him, and he lets them in.

Slughorn makes a potion with ease, saying "Don't know why you and Bloom couldn't do this yourselves. Potions experts, the both of you."

"You see, I thought it would be better if someone with more experience did this. Also, Bloom's sleeping, waking her is a very bad idea sometimes, and the Gryffindor common room doesn't have any potions supplies."

Ron says "Hello darling, care for a drink?"

He winks at himself in the mirror as Slughorn and Harry watch, and Slughorn says "I see your point. This will be ready in no time."

Harry takes the opportunity to apologize for the other day, and Slughorn says "Yes, well, water under the bridge, correct?"

Harry grins, then says "I mean, I'm sure your tired of it. The questions. About Voldemort."

Slughorn's mixing hand falters instantly, and he says "I'll ask you not to use that name."

Slughorn's gaze is fierce, but it's nothing compared to how Harry's seen Bloom look.

Harry turns, goblet in hand, and says "Yes, well, Professor Dumbledore once told Bloom and I that fear of a name only increases fear of the object itself. It sounded quite sensible to us both."

"Yes, well, Professor Dumbledore sometimes forgets that not all of us possess powers so great we can risk offending the greatest Dark Lord there ever lived."

Slughorn is clearly giving Harry the best glare he can muster, but Harry's been conditioned by Bloom's glares - she's the only person who can glare and make him nervous.

Harry hands Slughorn the goblet, and he pours the drink in before handing it to Ron.

Ron gulps it down when Slughorn tells him it'll help with his nerves, then Ron is back to normal in an instant. "What happened?"

Harry says "Love potion."

Slughorn adds "Bloody strong one at that."

Ron sways and holds his stomach, saying "I don't feel…well."

Slughorn brightly says "Pick-Me-Up's what you need! Do us all good, I think. I have some Butterbeer, wine - ah, and a dazzling matured oak mead. Got it from Madame Rosmerta recently. I had other intentions for this, but given the circumstances…"

Slughorn grabs the stout bottle and fills a goblet up for Ron.

As he fills two glass for themselves, he says "Shame Bloom couldn't be here as well."

Harry says "She's sleeping. Waking her can be a huge risk sometimes."

Ron nods, and then Slughorn raises his glass in a toast and says "To life!"

Ron suddenly crashes to the ground, and starts spasming and foaming.

Slughorn is quasi-useless, rummaging in his bag in shock and mumbling to himself.

Harry starts stripping the shelves of their Potions contents, until he finds a box of Bezoars and shoves one down Ron's throat.

Ron goes still, not breathing.

Harry says "Ron, wake up, breathe!"

When that doesn't work, he gives Ron's head a good shake - nothing happens.

Harry yells "BREATHE, RON, BREATHE! I swear, if Hermione doesn't kill you, then Bloom certainly will if you die on us! Don't be a prat, just breathe already!"

Harry shakes Ron again, and then Ron gives a hiccupping cough and moans "Harry, these girls are going to kill me."

Harry grins in relief, and then Ron passes out. He's alive though, which is what matters.

*Hospital Wing*

Minutes later, Bloom is sitting next to a near-hysterical Hermione and Ginny, while Harry is pacing, Slughorn is sitting shocked in a nearby chair, Professors Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Snape are talking, and Madame Pomfrey administers to Ron.

Dumbledore says "Quick thinking on your part Harry, using a Bezoar. You must be very proud, Slughorn."

Slughorn absent-mindedly agrees, and Professor McGonagall says "We can all agree Mr. Potter's actions were heroic, the question is: why were the necessary?"

Dumbledore says "Why indeed."

He picks up the bottle of half-empty wine and sees there's still some gift wrapping stuck to it.

"This appears to be a gift, Horace. Do you recall who you got it from?"

"Actually, I was going to re-gift it, Professor."

"To whom, might I ask?"

"You, actually, Professor. But I swear, I didn't poison it!"

"Easy Horace, I believe you."

The door suddenly bursts open, and Lavender Brown runs in.

"Where is he? Where's my Won-Won? Has he been asking for me?"

Bloom rolls his eyes, and says "He's been unconscious."

Lavender glares daggers at Hermione, and asks "What's she doing here?"

Hermione says "I could ask the same of you."

"I happen to be his girlfriend!"

Bloom says "Yeah, and we happen to be his best friends since year one - and his sister. Did you even notice him before this year?"

Hermione says "Thanks, Bloom. I'm his friend, Lavender."

Lavender scoffs, "Don't make me laugh, you two haven't spoken to each other in weeks. I suppose now you want to make up since he's suddenly all interesting."

Hermione yells "He's been poisoned, you daft bimbo! And, for the record, I've always found him interesting!"

Ron snorts, stirring.

Lavender says "Ha! See? He senses me! It's okay Won-Won. It's okay…"

She cuts her cooing short when Ron starts muttering "Er…Mo…Ne…Er! Mo! Ne!"

He starts reaching out blindly, and Hermione blushes as she takes his hand.

Ginny whispers to Bloom "Won-Won?" Bloom shrugs, then looks up to see Lavender stalking out in fury.

Dumbledore says "Come, everyone, I think Mr. Weasley is well-tended."

They all walk past, and when the group of friends are alone, Hermione sees Bloom staring directly at her. "What?"

Bloom asks "You want to hear it?"

"Yes, just say whatever it is you're going to say already."

She laughs and says "It's about time! It seriously took Ron getting poisoned for you two to make up?"

Hermione hits her with a nearby pillow, making Bloom laugh harder.

Hermione snaps "Oh, shut up!"

Harry's grinning as well, even Ginny's smirking.

A few days later, Ron has been caught up on everything that happened while he was unconscious from being poisoned.

He's at the Great Hall with everyone else, eating like he hasn't seen food in weeks instead of days, and is twirling his wand while secretly eying Lavender.

Something cold hits Bloom on the head, and she looks up to see it snowing exclusively over the four of them.

Hermione puts her hand on Ron's wand to stop the twirling and snowing, and he blinks like she just made him remember something.

"Tell me again how I broke up with Lavender?"

Bloom, Hermione, and Harry share a glance, and Hermione carefully retracts her hand as Bloom says "She came to visit you in the hospital, you had a conversation - it wasn't that long…"

Ron says "Don't get me wrong, I'm bloody thrilled to be shot of her. It's just, she seems a bit…put out."

Bloom glances over at Lavender, who rewards her with a lethal squint - nothing like Bloom could do though.

Hermione says "Does, doesn't she? And you say you can't remember a thing from that night?"

"Well…there is…something."

Hermione anxiously waits, and then Ron shakes his head. "But, no. It can't be. Besides, I was completely boggled, right?"

Hermione agrees, then slumps back into her chair with a frown.

They suddenly hear a commotion, announcing a new arrival - Katie Bell!

Bloom and Harry are right up to the front, but Katie says she can't remember who cursed her - then, she spots Draco and goes ashen.

Bloom and Harry follow her gaze to a very not-normal Draco.

Katie backs further into the crowd of girls, as Draco runs off.

Bloom says "Harry, you take care of Katie. I'll go after Draco."

Bloom sprints off before he can object, and Harry catches Katie just before she can collapse.

Bloom follows Draco up to a bathroom on the third floor - Myrtle's bathroom.

When she gets up there, she's met with the weirdest thing she's ever seen in the school: Draco crying.

At first, she thought he was throwing up - he's bracing himself over a sink and his shoulders are heaving.

It's only when his breath hitches and escapes that she realizes her mistake.

"Draco? Are you…crying?"

Draco whirls around and points his wand at her - she blocks the spell and wordlessly knocks his wand out of his hand.

"What is the matter with you? I come up here to see if your barfing your brains out or something, and you attack me?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I just said. Anyway, the better question is what you're doing here. First off, this is the girl's bathroom. Second…"

Myrtle floats over, and says "Hello Bloom! Long time no see!"

Bloom grins wryly, and Draco demands "You made friends with Moaning Myrtle?"

"Yeah, I tell her horrifying stories about my adventures, she listens."

Draco summons his wand back to his hand, then says "Well, now that you two have greeted each other - go away."

"Jeez, I only came to see if I had to drag you back to the Hospital wing by the ankle covered in your own puke. Fine, I'll leave."

Snape bursts in, and asks "What is going on here?"

Bloom says "My question is still why Draco's in the girl's bathroom. I came to see if he was poisoned like Ron or something else - I've really had too many cases of people nearly dying this year. Excuse me for caring about this idiot's well-being despite six years of utter shit from him for a minute!"

She stalks out, and Myrtle follows, asking "Any new adventures to tell me about?"

"Well, we were at the Department of Mysteries, looking for whatever it was Snake-Face wanted…"

They hear Bloom and Myrtle talking, and Draco stares at the door.

"Does she really call the Dark Lord 'Snake-Face' - is she that reckless?"

"That powerful, Draco. Did she hurt you?" Snape's staring at Draco intently, trying to determine if he's hurt or not just by looking at him - Bloom usually leaves a burn mark that's fairly to amazingly noticeable.

"No, I attacked her and she knocked the wand out of my hand."

"Did you tell her anything?"

He shakes his head, saying "No, I asked what she was doing here."

"Good, you played it smart."

"I've barely gone near the girl all this year, and now she seeks me out on her own…"

"Draco, she's not to be taken lightly."

"I've heard that about a million times! Yet nobody tells me why!"

"Most don't know why. Most of the teachers don't know. Most of the Death Eaters, except those in the Dark Lord's inner circle, don't know. But what your father said is true."

Draco goes pale, then looks out the doorway again. "Even about the thing in her? Some kind of Flame?"

"Yes. Look it up before you try anything to do with her." Draco nods, then heads out of the room.

AN: Yeah, all that happened. Ron managed to take the Love Potion meant for Harry, then he got poisoned - and then Katie Bell comes back and nearly faints when she spots Draco. Bloom runs after Draco, thinking he might be the next victim in the string of near-deaths that's been happening - her compassion kicking in even for that idiotic bigot - and he attacks her for showing two seconds of concern for him. Great job Malfoy - just trying to get yourself killed, aren't you? Read to find out what happens next!