Harry woke to the sound of shouting from the living room. Rolling over he noticed Draco was in the bed with him. The Myrmidon reveled in the closeness if his mate. When Harry clearly heard his name mentioned in the shouting match he nudged Draco awake and motioned for him to be quiet and follow him.
As they moved towards the door the words became clearer. Cracking the door open a bit Harry could see Sirius facing off with Remus, Severus, and Narcissa. Sirius was shouting something about evil Slytherins trying to kidnap Harry and Remus. However when he started making cruel assessments about Draco, Harry stormed out of his room and up Sirius.
"Shut your goddamn mouth, you self centered bastard!", Harry shouted at the top of his lungs. Sirius gaped in shock for a moment before rounding on Severus again. "See! You have him completely brainwashed! You are just planning to hand him over to Voldemort! I won't let that happen!" And with that Sirius drew his wand.
As the potentially fatal spell flew towards Severus, Sirius was thrown back into the stone wall. They heard bones crack on impact, Sirius slumped to the ground unconscious. Then a shield surrounded Severus. The shield caused the spell to be directed at it's caster, hitting Sirius in the dead center of his chest.
No one moved. Everyone was shocked at what had just happened. Remus reacted first and ran over to Sirius. There was now blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. Harry saw this and slid to the floor. Draco was instantly at his side, wrapping his arms around the mortified boy.
Harry leaned into the comforting arms. They heard Remus call for Severus and Narcissa, who both rushed over to help. After a few moments of intense spell work, Severus sat back with a sigh. "There is no help for him. He fired a curse to shatter all bones in a one-foot radius of where the curse hit. It hit him in the chest, thus causing his ribs to explode, puncturing his lungs in over a hundred places. We cannot save him", all this was delivered in an even, emotionless tone.
Harry started sobbing. He had just killed his godfather. Even worse was the distant feeling of satisfaction that his pack member was not harmed. Harry cried for what seemed like years and Draco just held him.
Eventually he stopped crying and was numb. He didn't speak to anyone. He could hardly function. Severus went to tell Dumbledore an altered version of what happened. Narcissa levitated Sirius body out of the quarters and to Dumbledore's office while there she confirmed Severus' story.
Days passed. Harry stayed in his emotional coma, hardly eating, not sleeping. Draco and the others tried to snap him out if it, but nothing was working. Then, suddenly, Harry began to respond again. He startled everyone when he chuckled a bit at a joke Remus made. After that he returned, almost, to himself but something felt off to Draco. Harry would often times get up in the middle of the night, when he couldn't sleep, and go into the bathroom for a while. When he came back he fell asleep instantly. This struck Draco as odd.
One night Harry was sleeping fitfully. Draco lay awake beside him, worried. Then Harry sat bolt upright. Just as quickly he got out of bed and scrambled into the bathroom, he had tears streaming down his cheeks. That weird feeling Draco had when Harry went into the bathroom at night intensified tenfold.
Draco scrambled out of bed and into the bathroom to check on Harry. What he saw shocked him to the bone.
Harry was leaning against the wall, razor in hand, sobbing and slashing his wrist. Draco snapped back into himself and vanished the razor out of Harry's hand with the wand he kept by the bed side. Harry just sobbed harder and started clawing his arm. Draco dropped to the floor next to Harry and grabbed the bleeding boys arms. Shit. Vertical cuts. Draco cast a charm that heals all the smaller wounds in an area so only the deep ones were left. Thankfully there were only three. Draco cast another spell to help them heal faster and then another to bandage it. Dragging the boy into his arms m, Draco too began sobbing. He had almost lost Harry.
It was then that the others entered the bathroom. When they realized what had happened, they all joined in a group hug. Harry's blood was still on the floor and now their pajamas but no one cared. They had almost lost this wonderful child.
Harry eventually calmed down and fell asleep. After they changed his clothes along with their own, they settled Harry into bed and settled around the full size bed. Draco filmed them in on everything. The bad feeling, Harry's nightly bathroom breaks, what he saw, everything.
While Draco spoke he petted Harry's silky dark hair. He couldn't bring himself to stop. He had to be sure Harry was still here. Still alive. Now all they could do was wait. None of them were going to be able to go back to sleep, too unsettled by what they had seen.
A/N: I needed a way to get rid of Siri and Theia Pallas gave me the idea of Siri and Harry getting I to a fight and Harry killing him. The suicide part was my own idea. I have a knack for writing sad scenes, so yeah. I've been listening to My Immortal by Evanescence the entire time to put me in The slightly depressed mood to write it. Trust me this chapter kills me emotionally. Keep in mind I wrote this instead if studying for the three tests I have tomorrow. I have to get up at 4am! Night!