The girl without a name

Flashbacks

I looked up to a man with thick black hair following his hollow face. "Here Black, you can share a cell with this girl. You'll probably be honored.." They laughed what didn't happen very often here. I looked up to the man, whose eyes flickered to my arm as I stood up in the cell. He gasped and he looked at me again. I was terrified, I could still hear those things rattle in my ears and an evil yet a victorious laugh through my head almost bursting it open. I cried and hot tears were streaming down my cheeks. His expression softened as he took in my tears and wrapped his arms around me comforting me more than he ever could know. That had been the last time I cried.

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The door creaked open and Sirius stood protectively in front of me ready to protect me from Dementors. I noticed his demeanor relax slightly. He stepped aside and I looked into blue eyes who seemed to sparkle when they landed on me. He had a long white beard and wore purple cloaks, he looked very healthy and.. Happy? I wasn't used to expressions even when Sirius explained them to me.

"Well hello Bloom, you certainly have grown a lot indeed." He looked coolly at Sirius and then the guards came in and took him. I shouted in protest. "Do not worry my dear Bloom it is not permanently". I relaxed slightly. He looked at me curiously. "Can I help you?" I asked. Instead of answering he said: "Are you known with Hogwarts my dear?" Just like him I answered his question with another. "You're Dumbledore aren't you?" He smiled sadly "I believe Sirius told you all about Hogwarts" I nodded reluctantly still not totally relaxed.

"Bloom.. today is your eleventh birthday and I have a present for you. You can come with me to Hogwarts”

I, Bloom, never in whole my life had a present before.

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The door of my compartment opened and I looked away from the beautiful green hills. There stood a girl in the compartment door with a lot of bushy, brown hair. “Can I come in? All the others are full”. She asked hesitantly. I remembered what Padfoot told me about his compartment choice (it still hurts when I think about him, all alone there) and nodded towards the girl.

When she sat down she started to talk a lot about her family, Diagon Alley, how hard she is working for school already and I smiled when she started about the lessons “I’m really looking forward to it, don’t you?” She asked and instead of nodding again I said “Yes, me too”. She looked a little shocked that I talked but she recovered “Oh my, I haven’t even introduced myself! Hermione Jean Granger”

She stuck out her hand and I shook it like Padfoot taught me.

“Bloom” I said and she seemed to wait for more and I told her “I don’t have parents, so I don’t have a surname, Dumbledore took me in when I turned eleven” I lied. I felt bad for doing so because I really liked this girl.  “Ohw I’m so sorry Bloom..” she said with pity in her eyes “It’s okay Hermione, I have grown up with someone. He is like a father to me I never had”

She still didn’t look very comfortable so I changed the subject to Hogwarts again and asked her what she thinks what would be in the lessons, she did the rest and we talked the whole journey towards Hogwarts with each other. I smiled and thought that Hermione would be the first real friend I have. She is smart and funny and easy to talk to when you started about lessons.

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“Bloom” Professor McGonagall called when Blaise walked to the cheering Slytherin table. I walked forward while whisperers were telling their neighbors that the strict looking teacher hadn’t read her surname. But it hadn’t been a mistake. I sat down on the tiny stool when suddenly curious eyes were hidden from my sight by an overlarge, old hat.