Blooms POV:

Crying. That's all I hear.
Cry.
Cry.
Cry.
Good thing my walls are sound proof.
Anyway, classes start in about an hour and I, of course, got about 20 minutes of sleep last night. I have a feeling today is gonna be... interesting.
55 Minutes Later:
As I walk down the halls I begin to think about how much I missed walking through Alfea with the girls, and all the adventures we had. Strangely enough, I even missed the Trix and how persistent they were. Sky was persistent. I unfortunately missed Sky as well, I imagine Sabrina will miss her father as she grows as well, I still don't know why he broke up with me. I wonder if-
"Bloom! Are you ok?" I looked up and saw Harry looking at me with pure concern. I was confused at why he would think I wasn't but then I felt my cheek, which was damp from tears.
"Oh. Yeah. I'm fine." I say. He nodded, obviously unconvinced.
"So, I'm completely lost. I cannot find my Defense Against The Dark Arts class for the life of me. Can you show me where it is?" I ask, trying to change the subject.
"Sure. I have it to." The boy in front of me answered, and for some reason I grinned, really big.

HARRY POV:

I led Bloom to class and introduced here to Snape, who had finally gotten the job this year. For some reason, he was nice to her, which was surprising considering he was mean to everyone, even teachers.
Bloom knew the answer to every question asked in class, and raised her hand BEFORE Hermione! That girl is smart!

2 WEEKS LATER - HARRY POV:

I walked to Dumbledore's office expecting to find him alone, yet when I walked in, he was talking to Bloom. It seems they haven't noticed me, I guess I'll hide and listen in.

"Bloom." Dumbledore spoke softly as if he were speaking to a student's parents. Weird.
"I understand that it is difficult for you and Sabrina, but having one of them come here is not a solution. If anything, it will make things worse."

"I understand Albus." Albus? Why did she call him his first name? Who's Sabrina? "But that does not mean that I don't miss them. All I want is to talk to Faragonda. Please. I'm begging you, just to talk with her."
"Alright Princess Bloom, I will have Faragonda come as soon as possible." Princess? What? Faragonda? I'm gonna need answers. I'll stop by Bloom's room tonight, and ask her everything.

BLOOMS POV: NIGHT TIME:

"Sabrina. Shhhh. Mommy's here." I say, picking up my crying toddler, whos crayon just broke.

*knock knock knock*

I put Sabrina in her crib, with all her toys, so she immediately stop crying, and answer the door.

"Hey Harry, what's up?" I ask, non-chalant as possible.

"Who's Sabrina? Who's Ms. Faragonda? Why do you call Professor Dumbledor Albus? Why does he speak to you like your Ron's mum?" He asks quickly, my eyes getting wider with each question, but the last one I giggle at. Ron's mom? HA.

I sigh and step away from the door, letting Harry in. I come in right after and pick up Sabrina.

"Harry? I'd like you to meet Sabrina." I say, smiling slightly. My smile grows when I see him grinning.

"Can I hold her?" He asks.

"Sure."

Once Harry has her in his arms, I sit on my bed.

"Ms. Faragonda was my old teacher, I come from a school not to different from yours, but who they teach is a little different. Albus knows this, and so I get to greet him differently, and he speaks to me like Ron's mom, because I am a mom." I say, careful of what I reveal.

"Ok. What's that book?" He asks, pointing to... MY FAIRY TRAINING BOOK!

"Ummm... A spell book I was given before I left to... Um... Advance my magic skills?"

"Ok, let me see." He says, the before I can stop him, he has the book in his hands, flipping to random pages. He looks at me, eyes as wide as golf balls.

"You're a- a FAIRY."