Dumbledore gave his usual welcome speech, of course throwing in a bit about inter house unity, before he got to the subject Harry was dreading. Harry and Severus didn't want the student body knowing everything that had happened. They had still not even told him that it was Harry who killed Sirius.

"As some of you may have noticed there is a student sitting at the head table. There are certain events that have occurred and I am only allowing it for today, because I made the decision to have this student ride the train. He was not ready for that and so", Dumbledore turned to face Severus and Harry and they just knew Dumbledore was about to announce who was sitting with Severus, "Severus and Harry, I apologize for my unwise decision." Severus and Harry nodded mutely.

The reaction this received could have been amusing if it wasn't potentially dangerous for those involved. Some students nearly choked and they would have had they been eating. The majority was speechless, but there was an alarming amount of disbelieving and angry voices. Ron was so angry he tried to send a cutting curse, dark magic, towards Severus.

Everyone paused and watched the spell fly through the air. Time seemed to slow down for Harry. He leapt in front of Severus and, in an attempt to protect him, and held up is hands to try and block the curse. The spell stopped mere millimeters from Harry's hand.

Harry could feel the magic he was holding. The magic was desperately trying to cut something but Harry wouldn't allow it to do any harm. Harry shifted the magic until it was calmer. The intent to hurt was still there but it was less severe and with that, Harry let the altered spell continue its course into his hand. A shallow gash appeared across his palm and several professors moved to help, but Dumbledore held them back.

Across the hall Draco and his Slytherin year-mates were watching the situation quietly as they already knew what was happening. Of course they did, they were Slytherins after all. Being who they are they thought the reactions were hilarious and were having difficulty hiding their laughter. However when Weasley cast that spell towards Severus, Draco's heart nearly stopped. He knew Harry would try to save Severus. He was, of course, right and Harry jumped to stop the curse and somehow managed to stop it midair.

Draco was out of his seat and halfway across the hall before he noticed he was moving. He didn't know how long Harry could hold the spell and the emotions coming through their bond were a jumbled mess. The only time they had felt like that to Draco's knowledge was after the incident with Black. Needless to say Draco was worried. Just as he got to platform the table stood on and mounted the steps the spell hit Harry.

Draco ran over and grabbed the injured hand, healing it with a quick spell, and pulled harry into his arms, sending a mental message to Remus telling him Harry needed his pack. Harry put his arms around Draco too and hugged him tightly, burying his face in his mate's neck. Draco felt the tears just as Severus came and joined the hug. The crying intensified.

Remus had set a fast paced gait towards the Great Hall and arrived within minutes. The message that brought him here was quieter than normal but the simple words had him nearly running. Throwing open the huge wooden doors he completely ignored the looks he was receiving from the student body and made his way to Harry. The entire school had found out he was a werewolf when he taught Defense Against the Dark Arts in Harry's third year. Most didn't care he was a werewolf but the fear he saw in their eyes that year was painful to see.

Reaching the head table he too joined the group hug. They sank to the floor; Harrys sobs were heart wrenching. Those that could hear it had to blink away tears of their own. Finally after long minutes Harry spoke.

"Who cast the spell", He asked with a neutral tone that was just eerie coming from Harry. There was an awkward pause before anyone answered; no one really wanted to tell him.

"Ronald Weasley", Severus said with obvious scorn in his voice.

Harry's eyes narrowed dangerously. "Bring him here."

Less than five minutes later there was an angry yet scared ginger standing in front of the small, angry pack. There was a great amount of tension in the air. No one spoke, letting Ron get extremely uncomfortable before speaking. Ron tried to break the tension but all he did was fuel Harry's ire. "Hi Harry. Nice to see you're doing well."

"Well"' Harry asked in a low, cold voice just loud enough that only those standing closest could hear, "I hope you know that had you killed him I would die too. Just like if you try to hurt him, Draco or Remus ever again I will not be held accountable for my actions. The Last person to try what you just pulled was not as lucky as you. I am giving you a warning. I don't want to disregard the friendship we have had but you need to get a hold of your temper. I will tell you now, if I have to choose between you and them, I would choose them."

"WHAT? You would choose them over your best friend", Ron screeched in outrage and disbelief.

"Yes, I would. I don't think you realize that if you tried t forcefully take me away from my pack that too could kill me", Harry said still in the low, cold voice. Harry was doing well controlling his magic but his control was rapidly dissipating and objects began to shake. Harry tried to calm himself but it wasn't working, turning to Severus, Harry spoke in a small voice, "I can't make it stop. Help Severus", Harry's vice was starting to shake and it had taken on a childish sound again. This only occurred when Harry was extremely distressed.

The four pack members exchanged looks and it was a unanimous decision. They had to get. Harry. Out. Of. There. Things were starting to shake harder and the shaking was spreading throughout the room. Harry's whole body was trembling and he wasn't very steady on his feet. Usually Severus would have carried him in this situation but Harry opted to climb onto Draco's back.

The group turned to head for the doors but Dumbledore stopped them. "You haven't addressed what happened this summer. It is important the student body knows."

Harry turned his head to look at the Headmaster. "Tell them everything." And with that the four left the Hall, leaving hundreds of confused and slightly scared students.

A/N: I keep forgetting what year I set this in but I'm pretty sure its 6th. I think I'm going to throw in an evil Dumbles scene in a bit. My BFF made me read/listen to an HP fanfic and it was so bad it physically hurt me. Plus I recently joined the BBC Sherlock fandom and I just finished episode 6 and I. AM. DEAD. I was in an emotional coma for like two hours. So yeah this A/N was pretty pointless but I need to feel like people care about what happens in my life. BTW for future reference -virility- means masculinity.