Harry's fury engulfed him as Rons laughter rang in his ears. He looked up at the slytherin table and into the face of his siren lover. Draco looked calm, but he could see the underlayer of panic in his eyes. he just didn't know that the panic was for what Harry would do and not for what he read in the paper. he had been telling the truth when he spoke to Harry about not caring about being found out. he knew it would happen, granted he had hoped it would be on a few years and not in a few months but still he had been prepared. He quickly stood up when Harry flew from his seat and launched himself at Ronald. he had straddled the boy and was landing blow after blow as the weasel desperately tried to shield himself, but Harry was furius and nothing was going to stop him, he knew. he pushed his way through and knelt down next to his mate and put a hand on his shoulder. that halted his blows and Harry looked at him, his face softening as Raco pulled him to his feet and caressed his face. Once he could see his mate visibly calming down he motioned to his head of house and guided Harry down to the dungeons and Snape's personal quarters, Severus close behind. Draco could sense his godfather's fury and could only hope that it wasn't aimed at Harry.