Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything else really almost all of this wonderful storyline belongs to J.K. Rowling. I just made up the creature Myrmidon and of course part of the plot.

Dumbledore sat in his office after the welcome feast and rubbed his temples. Explaining everything to the school had not had the same response as Harry sitting with Severus, thankfully. Everyone had just listened quietly and gone to bed, no questions asked. It seemed, however, that the Myrmidon situation could cause a lot of problems. Severus taught a class that could ultimately cause a lot of harm to him and others, a class where his students hate him. If an incident like this evening occurs someone could end up dead. Albus knew that Harry would not be condemned for protecting his pack.

Dumbledore needed to get Harry on his side quickly. Harry used to be so easy to read. The emotions had been written plainly across the young, innocent face. Now it was nearly impossible to read his emotions and this troubled Dumbledore to no end.

Dumbledore had been manipulating Harry's life since he started Hogwarts five years ago. First year with the Sorcerer's Stone, he had deliberately left the Mirror of Erised where Harry would stumble across it. Dumbledore knew exactly when Quirrel would go for the stone; he had made sure the skittish professor had heard him speaking to McGonagall about leaving the castle. With the Chamber of Secrets, Dumbledore had known of Lucius' plot to discredit the Weasley's by giving the youngest a Dark object. Albus had just conveniently not mentioned the diary was a horcrux; knowing Harry would destroy it while saving Ginny. In third year when Sirius escaped from Azkaban, Dumbledore did not tell Harry Sirius was his godfather, so that when he did find out he would seek out the man to find out why Sirius betrayed his parents. Finding Pettigrew was just a coincidence. Fourth year was more difficult to control but had Albus not wanted Harry to compete, he could have gotten the child out of the tournament. Dumbledore knew from the beginning that it was not the real Alastor Moody teaching at his school and he had been aware that the Tri-wizard Cup was a portkey. Fifth year it was easy to manipulate Harry into hating the Ministry. Umbridge was a disgusting toad and extremely easy to hate.

The closer Harry grew to Severus the further he slipped from Dumbledore's influence. The lack of control was interfering with Dumbledore's plan to slowly overthrow and reshape the Ministry. He was, at least in his own opinion, the greatest, most powerful wizard that has ever existed. He believed himself more powerful than Merlin himself and if he couldn't control Harry as is then he will eliminate the threat.

It was time to call Harry in for a chat.

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When Harry, Draco, Severus, and Remus entered their living quarters they headed straight for Harry's bedroom. Harry and Draco climbed into the bed, Harry immediately cuddled close to his mate letting the love wash over him. By this point Harry and objects had stopped shaking.

"Harry… what happened with that cutting curse? It should have been much more severe than it was", Severus enquired.

Harry had trouble finding a way to explain what he had done so he tried to explain as best as he could. "I somehow managed to freeze the spell in midcourse. As I was…I guess you could say, holding the spell I couldfeel its intent. I could feel its desire, its needto cut, to injure. Basically I altered that intent until it was safe enough to let hit me. I have never felt magic like that before and it scared me. It left me shaken up and if you add that to the anger I felt towards Ron then you can see why I lost control like I did. And—", Harry cut off abruptly.

"Harry", Draco said nudging Harry a bit with his elbow.

"Well, I felt a… presence, while I was in the Great Hall", Harry said slowly. Severus nodded at him to continue so Harry did, "It wasn't threatening or anything… it was… calmness and love. It was like warmness surrounded me when Dumbledore drew too close. It kept me from lashing out at him; his aura is even darker than before. But what do you think the presence was?"

There was an astonished silence. They couldn't believe what they were hearing. There was only one thing Harry could be describing and it was so rare it was believed to only be a legend.

"Harry", Remus said his amazement showing in his voice, "We— we believe it may have been Magic herself, that you felt. An occurrence like this is even more exceptional than a living Myrmidon. It may mean that She is watching over you to make sure you get through the most difficult obstacle you face. That is what I hope anyways."

"I hope so too…", Harry said as he lay down. Draco lay down next to him and pulled him close, Severus petted Harry's hair, and Remus rested a hand on Harry's ankle giving Harry the assurance that all of his pack was safe. Harry was asleep in minutes and no one noticed Narcissa slip out of the room with a tender smile on her face.

A/N: There is your Evil!Dumbles scene…. Sort of… There were a few key points in this chapter, at least two. Classes start tomorrow! Any suggestions for problems they face? Any shunning or fear? Plots among the students? Ideas anyone?