Sorry for the late update guys, I have been having an abnormally large amount of stress lately, and couldn't find time to write this. Sorry about that, I will do my best to get chapter 5 up and ready in time.

Enjoy!

Harry, Ron and Hermione were the last ones to get in the Great Hall. A quick glance around showed that the Vongola students sat at the Gryffindor table, and everyone had sat as far away from them as possible, leaving the only space left for the trio right there next to them. 'Just great,' Harry thought to himself. 'Stick us with the scary, intimidating, dangerous and mysterious people. Just great.' The trio reluctantly made their way over to the remaining seats and gingerly sat down, not wanting to disturb the guest's meal.

The meal went by rather uneventfully, which was rather strange all in its own, but Harry figured that was fine-after all, there would most certainly be tons of chaos throughout the rest of the year, chaos that always seemed to find Harry and his friends. So he was content with it as it was for now.

Needless to say, the chaos found him, as soon as dinner finished. It seemed that the tall, black haired, narrow eyed member of the Vongola group finally had had enough of the noise and cramp area, and stood up to leave. This apparently angered the silverette and a one-way shouting match ensued. It got to a point that the flames seen earlier sparked to life on a belt buckle and a spiky bracelet. The silverette's clear green eyes now shone red, and the pale blue eyes of the tall black haired man shone an intense violet.

The silverette pulled out something that looked like, dynamite? Why would he have dynamite? It soon got worse as a pair of long metal bars with handles were pulled out by the other. Everyone in the hall could sense a massive killer aura surrounding the two. However, just as they were about to leap into battle, a quiet, firm command was spoken.

"Stop this nonsense now, the both of you." They both froze in their places and dared not to move. Harry realized that the massive killer aura being emitted around the two combatants was not coming from them, but the small unassuming brunette that sat next to them. He noticed with a shock that he was the one who talked to Dumbledore like he was the leader if the bunch. But he looked nothing like someone who could control this situation.

"If you wish to continue this fight, go to the Room of Requirements. You all should know where it is if I am not mistaken." The silverette nodded so hard and furiously Harry thought his head would fall off. "Kyoya, you may leave. But go straight to the Room. I will deal with you there." At the look the brunette received he added, "In a fight." Kyoya gave a sharp nod of his head and walked off at a brisk pace, the huge doors of the Great Hall slamming behind him.

"Judiame! Are you sure about letting him off the hook?" the silver haired bomber fussed. But at the stern look he received from the brunette, he stopped and hung his head in shame. "As you wish Judiame."

There was a pleasant sounding laugh next. The other tall black haired teen was the source. Unlike Kyoya, he had messy, untamed hair and friendly, hazel eyes. Harry felt himself instantly being drawn to the warmth and friendliness emitted from him.

"Hayato, calm down. You know that Tsuna will deal with Kyoya accordingly," he chuckled. "It will all be fine."

The silverette, Hayato, flared up instantly and replied with a furious "I know that baseball freak!"

"Ma, Hayato, you're suppose to call me Takeshi! Tsuna said so!" He gave Hayato a fake pout. He stopped and hesitated, eyes narrowing before he said, "Unless of course you wanna go spar with me."

As soon as those words came out of his mouth, Harry thought he was going to get scolded by the short brunette as well, but all that he said was, " I think it's time for us to go to the room and have a spar anyways. It's been a while since our last training session, and I don't want us to get out of shape." He glanced over to the tall man with the fedora. "That okay with you, Reborn?"

The man in question gave a slight tip of his hat and then stood up. "Just make sure that you go all out, or else there will have been no point in your training." He then stood up and sauntered out of the hall and Harry thought he saw a flash of something that looked like a gun.

Tsuna closed his eyes, sighing as he stood up from the table. The eleven others followed suit and wandered out of the hall to wherever the Room of Requirements were.

Before they all exited through the doors, the brunette turned around and addressed the hall. "You are all welcome to watch us, the room will have unbreakable windows for you to view from." And with that, he turned and left, the huge doors closing behind him.

As soon as the doors closed shut, thousands of voices piped up at once, all spoken in hushed voiced wondering what their training entailed. It seemed that many of the people in the hall had gotten up to go find the Room of Requirements only to realize they had no idea where it was.

Dumbledore quickly hushed the crowd and the hall quickly fell silent once again. "If you wish to find the Room of Requirements, it is on the right wing of the third floor. You are all excused from dinner."

Harry, Ron and Hermione, having already stood up in hopes to uncover more facts about the mysterious group, were out and running to the area Dumbledore said they would be in.

Little did they know they were in for the shock of their lives.

Thanks for reading, and sorry about the cliffy. But you can be assured, there will be bad-ass moments in the next chapter!

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-Hime