The Weasleys and their guests had an enjoyable dinner- Molly prepared bangers and mash for the family, while Y/N prepared himself very rare tuna steaks accompanied by a mountain of steamed vegetables- broccoli, cauliflower, beans, peas, spinach, corn, capsicum and mushrooms. He covered the lot with Tabasco sauce. Arthur had laughed that Y/N polished off more veg in one sitting than Ron had for the whole break.

Following dinner Y/N excused himself to his room, telling Hermione if she wanted to sit with the others that was fine, but he needed to do his nightly routine.

"What nightly routine?" Bill asked puzzled.

"I meditate an hour each night. It helps me remain centered, self aware and focused" Y/N replied.

"When did you start meditating?" Ginny asked in awe.

"Over the summer. I spent a fortnight in India, training under a great man. I promised Lord Dhalsim I would meditate daily."

"Wait, Lord Dhalsim? As in defeated Master Bison and his forces single handedly Dhalsim?" Bill asked in shock.

"Do you know any other Lord Dhalsim's?" Y/N chuckled.

"Dhalsim, Bison? What are you talking about?" Ron asked in bewilderment.

Molly and Arthur sighed, Y/N stared at his youngest godbrother with a look of frustration.

"Do you ever read Ron? In the 1950s Bison rose to power. He was a Dark Lord, an evil son of a bitch. He was basically the Indian equivalent of Voldemort"

Y/N paused as most of the room shuddered, Arthur saying quietly "please Y/N, don't say his name."

Y/N sighed but nodded, he always respected his godparents wishes, especially in their own home. He continued:

"Right, he was basically the Indian equivalent of Lord Fuck-Knuckles-"

Y/N paused as Molly slapped him on the back of the head for swearing. Ginny and Hermione both giggled.

"Lord Dhalsim stood against Bison and his forces alone. Lord Dhalsim was victorious, he laid Bison and his goons to waste. He is a great man. It was an honour to sit at his feet and learn."

Ron looked at Y/N with a confused expression, Y/N raising an eyebrow and asking with a chuckle:

"What?"

"It's just... strange... hearing you sound so..."

"Humble?" Hermione asked, finishing the sentence Ron was having trouble finding the right wording for. He nodded and Y/N chuckled.

"You'll find Ron, I have a lot of humility, if I respect the person anyway."

"How do you do it Y/N?" Ginny asked for excitedly.

"I can show you, if you like Gin" Y/N replied with a smile. The young girl's eyes lit up as she nodded furiously. Molly smiled at the sweetness of their relationship as Y/N asked:

"Anyone else?"

"Yes please Y/N" Maisy answered, she had always been interested in eastern traditions.

"You know I'm always keen to learn" Hermione giggled.

"What do we have to do?" Ron asked.

"Sit in quiet contemplation, Ron. Still the body and the mind"

"Uh, I'll pass" Ron replied to no one's surprise.

Y/N and the three girls went upstairs to the room Y/N and Hermione were sharing. It wasn't a large room, even less so with the extra bed that had been placed in for Hermione.

"Hmm. We'll need more space" Y/N said as he unsheathed his wands.

"You have two wands Y/-"

Maisy cut herself off as she watched Y/N nonverbally shrink the two beds down to less than an inch.

"Y/N! You'll get in big trouble. We're not allowed to do magic outside of Hogwarts".

"True enough Maisy, if your wand has a trace on it" Y/N chuckled.

"Yours doesn't?" she asked shocked.

"Never said that" Y/N responded with a cocky smirk and a wink. Hermione rolled her eyes and giggled.

"Alright so you need to sit on the floor with your legs crossed. You need to sit upright with your back in a straight line. The three most important aspects of Yoga are alignment, focus and breathing."

The three girls sat down, Maisy and Ginny were in a good position but Hermione was slightly slouched.

"Uh Hermione just a little... may I?" Y/N asked.

Hermione nodded with a big smile as Maisy and Ginny looked at each other with a smirk. Y/N gently placed a hand on Hermione's lower back. He went a place his other hand high on her chest, just below her neck but hesitated. Hermione smiled as she took his hand and placed it just below her throat.

"It's ok Y/N, you're only helping me" she smiled sweetly.

Y/N nodded, trying to focus on the task at hand as he gently applied pressure, Hermione's posture correcting as Y/N fought hard against a rising blush.

"That's better, perfect" Y/N said as he removed his hands and sat across from the three girls.

"Ok so Hindu's believe we have seven chakras in our body. For the purposes of a demonstration it's enough to say it's important to be in proper alignment. So step one good job girls. Meditation is about stilling the mind, becoming in tune with your body and soul. You need to breathe naturally with your eyes closed and try to empty your minds of conscious thoughts" Y/N said as he closed his eyes.

"All I can think about is Hogwarts" Ginny said, having remained silent for all of three seconds.

"Me too" Maisy added.

"I'm thinking about books" Hermione giggled. Y/N smiled without opening his eyes.

"Lord Dhalsim taught me a visualisation technique that's very helpful. Picture a candle in your mind. Focus on the flame. When other thoughts come into your mind push them aside and keep focused on the flame and your breathing."

Y/N went into a deep meditative state quite quickly. Ginny got fidgety within a minute or so, Hermione also unable to quieten her mind. Maisy tried but after five minutes all
she could think about was her bum going numb. The three girls stood quietly and exited, Hermione smiling at Y/N who looked quite peaceful as he sat breathing deeply with his eyes closed. She quietly shut the door behind her.

-~-

Hermione enjoyed talking with Maisy and Ginny for a while when she noticed the time- it was 9:30pm. Y/N had been up in their room for two and a half hours. Hermione excused herself and went upstairs, lightly knocking on their bedroom door. Y/N called for her to enter and as she did she noticed him on the bed holding something in his hand.

"Is that a crystal ball Y/N?"

Y/N looked up at Hermione and smiled:

"Yeah it was a gift from the Romany. They and Jacob think I may be a Seer. I've been having.... a dream. The same dream.... every night for the past few months. This is supposed to help make it clearer."

"What's the dream Y/N?" Hermione asked, intrigued. Her intrigue quickly turned to concern as Y/N's voice became shaky:

"I think it's about what Bane said... I ... I'd rather not talk about it, if it's ok?"

Hermione could see the fear and worry etched all over Y/N's face. Whatever it was, it had Y/N scared. That didn't happen often. Hermione dismissed it for a moment as she sat next to Y/N, gently took the Crystal Ball from his hands, and after placing it on the bed wrapped him in a tight hug.

"Whatever it is, you'll work it out, you always do, but I think for now you need some down time"

Y/N nodded into the hug, squeezing his best friend back. He had missed this contact with Hermione so much.

-~-

The pair eventually got ready for bed. Y/N was in his shorts already and gave Hermione the room. After she had changed she opened the door. Y/N's breath hitched in his throat. Hermione stood there in her nighty and she was beautiful.

"Everything ok?" Hermione asked, wondering why Y/N was stood there with his eyes and mouth wide open looking like a stunned mullet. Y/N snapped his jaw shut and nodded, entering the room and closing the door.

Hermione sat on her bed, taking off the necklace Y/N had given her as she watched him pull back his bed covers and she noticed the thick denim shorts he was wearing.

"Y/N, you're not going to sleep in those are you? They couldn't be comfy"

"Oh, I just thought, seeing as we're both in here..."

Hermione smiled and rolled her eyes.

"Y/N, what do you normally sleep in?"

"Uh boxers when I'm at Hogwarts"

"And when you're not?"

"Uh, well when I'm by myself in a room, uh, when I can... nothing"

Hermione's face lit up like a Christmas Tree, as he turned and saw her blush, so did Y/N's.

"Um, well, maybe just go with boxers tonight" Hermione said through her blush. Y/N's eyes widened.

"Are you sure 'Mione?"

She nodded and looked away as Y/N removed his shorts. She may have peeked at his boxers as he got into bed.

Newt suddenly sprung from his terrarium, standing on the corner of the bedside cabinet that separated the two beds. He looked from Hermione to Y/N and back again.

"Hermione, Newt would like to know if he can sleep on your pillow next to you. He really missed you" Y/N said with a smile.

Hermione awed and smiled at the tiny creature:

"Of course you can sleep with me Newt."

Newt jumped up and down spinning, doing his happy dance before jumping over to Hermione's bed, hugging her tight and then laying on her pillow. Hermione giggled and rolled to face Newt and Y/N, gently stroking the tiny Bowtruckle with her finger.

"I thought Bowtruckles couldn't whisper Y/N?"

"They can't speak back, but they can understand me, but I didn't need to whisper to know what Newt wanted 'Mione. He missed his Mummy terribly over the break".

Hermione gasped as she looked into Newt's eyes, trying to hold back tears. She asked:

"Is that how you think of me Newt? As your Mummy?"

The Bowtruckle smiled and nodded as Hermione continued to stroke while she fought back happy tears.

"I feel the same. I love you too Newt. I guess that makes Y/N your Daddy"

Y/N smiled as he looked up at the ceiling. Newt nodded happily into the loving stroke he was receiving.

"That means we have a child together Y/N" Hermione exclaimed, the pride in her voice evident.

"Yes it does 'Mione. You and no one else."

Y/N magically turned off the light as Hermione lost the battle, happy tears flowing from her eyes.

-~-

Hermione dropped off after about ten minutes, Newt quickly falling asleep as well. Y/N though laid there staring at the ceiling, biding his time.

Just before midnight Y/N silently got up, dressing quickly in the moonlight that dimly illuminated the room before sneaking out and closing the door quietly.

He silently walked downstairs, soon joined by Ron, Fred and George. The four had made a plan earlier in the day. Y/N hadn't expected to hear from Harry, he was on the move after all, but when Ron and Hermione both said their letters had gone unanswered, that made the Weasleys worry and Y/N furious. If those fucking muggles didn't take his warning seriously they would regret it.

-~-

After a two and a half hour drive/fly the four arrived at Harry's house. One of the back upstairs windows had bars on it. Y/N clenched his fist as Ron beeped the horn. Harry looked out the window and asked:

"Y/N? Ron? Fred? George? What are you doing here?"

"Rescuing you of course" Ron smiled at Harry in reply. Y/N though wasn't smiling. He asked in a deep and unsettling tone:

"Harry.... Is that a black eye?"

Fear crossed Harry's face.

"Yeah it is Y/N. But it's ok you don't have to-"

He was interrupted by Y/N. The Weasley's and Harry could tell by his tone of voice he was ready to erupt:

"Move back Harry. Right back."

Harry nodded and stepped back to his door, he could hear the Dursley's behind him, attempting to unlock the dozen or so padlocks Vernon had placed on his door. Y/N pointed his wand at Harry's bedroom window.

Bombarda

Y/N had no time for subtlety. He felt the festering anger, frustration and hatred boil and bubble within him, ready to explode. He apparated into Harry's room as Ron reversed the flying car up to the gaping hole in the wall where Harry's window had been. He popped the boot and Harry started to load his belongings into it. Y/N meanwhile stood staring at Harry's bedroom door. The rage in him built. The hatred in him built. He heard his inner monologue again, his own voice in his head that always sounded somehow different. It urged him on:

Do it Y/N. They hurt your friend. They disrespected you. They laughed at you Y/N, thinking you were weak. They need to pay for this insult. Make them scream. Make them bleed. Embrace the hatred Y/N... Embrace it...

Harry had finished loading the boot and had passed Hedwig's cage to George in the backseat. He turned to Y/N:

"Y/N come on"

Y/N though couldn't hear Harry. His breathing was becoming more erratic, a darkness enveloping his mind. He was going to enjoy this... enjoy making them squeal. Vernon was outside the door now, trying to unlock it and screaming about making Harry pay.

Y/N started to yell in a deep intimidating voice:

"I fucking warned you Dursley... now you will pay. Your family will pay. Harry Potter is under my protection. When someone under my protection is injured... I demand payment... in pain."

"Y/N just leave it" Harry tried to plead with Y/N. His pleas fell on deaf ears.

"Drive Ron. I'll meet you back at the Burrow" Y/N said menacingly.

"But...." Ron started to stammer before a response came that made the four boys and one owl jump.

NOW!!!

Y/N growled turning to the boys. Harry swore he saw the boy's eyes turn black for a fraction of a second as his voice deepened unnaturally again.

The small blue Ford Anglia drove off into the night sky as Y/N grinned sadistically, his wand pointing at Harry's bedroom door.

Bombarda

The door exploded, throwing the Dursleys into the wall behind them. The three of them landed hard and looked up in fear at the boy standing over them. He had grown since he had last assaulted them. But as he stood over them he seemed to be growing even larger, a darkness taking over the hallway as Y/N sneered looking down at his latest victims, at the quivering mess of humanity in front of him. He chuckled:

"Vernon, you've already pissed yourself. The fun hasn't even started yet"

Y/N's sneer turned to a twisted grin on his lips. He pointed his wand at the terrified family...

Crucio

-~-

Albus Dumbledore had been present at the Dursley residence for the past hour, hiding under a concealment charm. The eyes he had on the burrow warned him four boys had left just after midnight in a blue flying car. Albus had the feeling the boys were on a rescue mission.

As the Dursley's screams filled the night sky Albus felt Y/N's occlumency shields falter slightly as all his attention went to torturing his poor victims. Albus peered into Y/N's mind while he had the briefest of opportunities to do so. What he saw sent a shiver running up his spine.

-~-

Dumbledore had called an emergency meeting for the Council of the Phoenix at 7am. The five of them were now present.

"What was so important that we had to come immediately Dumbledore?" Jacob asked.

"We were tracking down a cabal of dark wizards and witches, possibly an offshoot of, or the remnants of R when you summoned us" Mad-Eye growled. Albus sighed as he looked at his fellow council members. It had been a long night.

"Earlier tonight Y/N and several Weasleys removed Harry Potter from the Dursley household using an enchanted car. Y/N stayed behind and when the others had left he... tortured the Dursley family. Extensively."

The room was silent as the other four absorbed Albus's words. He continued:

"I've removed as much trauma as I could from the three of them, but they will remember what has happened."

Jacob looked at Albus puzzled. This was far from the first time Y/N had tortured someone.

"Why did my brother do it Albus, he must have had a reason" Jacob asked, narrowing his eyes in the process. He was the one to teach Y/N the torture curse, as well as more... bloody ways to inflict pain, in the first place. He trusted his younger brother's judgment. Albus replied with another sigh:

"Harry had been padlocked in his room and it appeared Vernon had... struck him"

Jacob threw his hands up in frustration, scowling as he asked:

"Then why are we having this conversation? He was justified."

"Y/N is the Protector" 311 spoke up for the first time "he is emotionally vulnerable when the Chosen One is harmed."

Albus nodded, worried he wasn't expressing his concerns well enough:

"That's what is more troubling. While Y/N was torturing them... I felt his occlumency shields lower. I looked into his mind and what I saw... it chilled me to my very core. I've lived through the darkness of Gellert and Tom... this was..."

Albus composed himself as he looked in the eyes of his fellow council members.

"It terrified me."

Firenze looked on silently. 311's mask changed it's pattern as he thought. Jacob and Mad-Eye looked at the Headmaster with a look of vexation. Albus continued:

"None of you fear Y/N because you don't understand him. Not fully. You may see one thing, a happy confident boy in his day to day interactions, in his training, or his friendly visits to the herd, Firenze. But what I saw tonight... I saw a darkness in Y/N that is different to any we've seen before"

"What do you mean Albus?" Mad-Eye spoke even more frustrated. "Speak clearly".

Albus sighed again. He had thought that when Y/N had chosen love that the boy would become a beacon of light. He couldn't have been further from it tonight. Albus continued:

"Grindelwald and Voldemort. Even at their worst, their most deranged, they both had clear goals... logical goals. The subjugation of muggles or total domination... but Y/N's darkness was something different."

Albus breathed deeply, fearfully. He had to make them understand.

"Some men aren't looking for anything logical. They can't be bought, bullied, reasoned or negotiated with. Some men just want to watch the world burn.... That is what I saw in Y/N tonight. And it terrified me."