The next evening found the four friends sitting in the common room. Hermione and Y/N were working on an arithmancy matrix, Harry and Lavender were testing each other on potions ingredients.

"You're right about using Enochian sigils instead of runes or Greek ones babe. It's amazing how it intensifies the magical qualities" Hermione said smiling as she observed the warding properties that were amplified by the angelic symbols.

"Yeah... May as well use the sanctimonious pricks for what we can" Y/N chuckled.

"But I thought you and Castiel were-"

"Cass is cool. The rest of God's little goof troop I'm not too keen on" Y/N replied with a smile.

Hermione nodded. Lavender chuckled and thought about how this had now become just a standard conversation for their friendship group. As the four friends were deep in their conversations none of them noticed Ron return to the common room, give them a look of disgust, and head upstairs to their dormitory.

They would soon be alerted to his presence by a blood curdling scream. Y/N shot up on his feet with his wand instantly in his hand. Hermione and Lavender jumped in shock at the sudden loud noise, Harry was likewise freaked out.

Before any of them could talk Ron was heard yelling "SCABBERS!" Before pounding footsteps could be heard heading racing towards the common room.

He got to the top of the staircase and locked eyes with Hermione, a look of rage and murder in his as he yelled:

"You!"

Hermione moved slightly behind Y/N, intimidated by Ron's demeanour and tone as Y/N stood protectively in front of her. Ron charged down the stairs carrying something and tried to make a beeline straight for Hermione. His attempt was stopped instantly however, a large hand on the chest stopping him in his tracks. He tried to push against it but it was no use.

"Ron, I can see you're upset, but how about we have a calm discussion about whatever it is that's got you so worked up?" Y/N said through a strained voice, trying his best to remain level headed.

"Scabbers is DEAD and you want me to be calm!" Ron bellowed.

"I'm sorry Ron but he was a very old r-"

"No. Look!" Ron screeched, cutting Y/N off and throwing a blood stained pillow case on the table in front of them.

"It was her stupid ugly cat!"

Rage flashed across Y/N's face. He was fighting every instinct in his body and was now speaking very deliberately through gritted teeth.

"Ron. He is OUR cat. And you have no evidence that Crookshanks had anything to-"

"Evidence? Look!" Ron again screeched holding up some orange hair in front of Hermione's face as Y/N slapped his hand down.

"Right next to the blood soaked pillow. That beast killed Scabbers!"

"Ron, Crookshanks doesn't go in our dorm. He sleeps with Hermione or with us when we-"

"HE KILLED HIM AND YOU DON'T EVEN CARE. FUCK THAT CAT! FUCK YOU! AND FUCK HER!"

Ron finished his scream by pointing his finger at Hermione. The crowded Gryffindor common room gasped as one before Y/N finally snapped.

An instant was all it took- a solid right cross had smashed into Ron's face, shattering his nose and cheekbone and most likely his jaw.

He was sent flying back and to the floor in an unconscious bloody heap, Y/N shook his hand as he glared at his unconscious godbrother. Hermione wrapped her arms around his waist from behind as Harry rushed over to Ron's side.

"Had to push and push and fucking push. You ok baby?" Y/N asked a shaky and trembling Hermione as he turned to face her. She nodded and hugged into him further. She had been terrified by Ron's outburst.

"Na-Hath" Y/N called out to the Phoenix who flew down into the common room while at the same time Harry desperately tried to wake Ron up.

"Did you see Crookshanks in my dormitory? Did you see what happened to the rat?" Y/N asked his loyal Phoenix.

No father. Brother Crookshanks does not venture into your dormitory. You asked him not to. And I was asleep and woken by the red haired one.

"Thank you Na-Hath. Can you please get Newt and locate Crookshanks. We will be going to our family place, I think" Y/N answered with a loving tone.

The Phoenix squawked happily, Y/N smiling before his attention was directed to Harry, who had turned to Y/N and glared at him angrily. To say Y/N was shocked was an understatement as he asked in surprise:

"Harry?"

Harry snapped at Y/N with an anger Y/N hadn't seen before.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Y/N? How could you just hit him like that?"

Y/N's eyes widened in further shock as he asked:

"Are you... are you serious right now Harry?" with a tone of genuine surprise.

"Yes! It's all you do is hit people who piss you off! Look at him! You could've killed him!"

Y/N couldn't believe it. After everything he had done for Harry. All the times he'd protected him, kept him safe, broke the fucking law for him and he was choosing Ron's fucking side? The anger quickly built in Y/N as he snapped:

"You're taking his side Harry? You're actually taking his side? Every time I've let you bitch out when he's been a prick. Every time I've let you side with him and not taken offence because you didn't have the balls to stand up to him. Everything I've done for you, to keep you safe- and you're picking THAT?!?"

Y/N felt the rage surging in him. The pressure of the Archon returned tenfold, the sting of Harry's betrayal breaking the shields Y/N had fought so hard to build. He desperately tried to control himself as Harry yelled again:

"You just hit and bully anyone who disagrees with you, Y/N- look at him"

Y/N looked at Ron then at Harry. He felt Hermione's hand slip into his. Begging him not to lose control, any more control, and his eyes darkened looking at Harry.

"Fine. You're right Harry. I'm nothing but a fucking bully. You don't need a friend like me. Hell you don't need my protection do you. Best of luck Harry, and good luck if my uncle comes looking for you cos like hell will I be there to save your fucking ungrateful arse!"

He walked past the rest of the Gryffindors who were in the common room and they all looked down silently, too afraid of Y/N to say or do anything else. He and Hermione left hand in hand as Na-Hath flew down with Newt on his neck and Crookshanks emerged from the girls dormitories, following them out the door.

—~—

The family had gone to their special place. Y/N had been quiet. Very quiet, the only time he had spoken was to check if Hermione was ok.

She was still shaken up, Ron's anger had really scared her and she was heartbroken at what Harry had said. She couldn't believe he would say or do such a thing. Everything Y/N had done for him, suffered for him and this was how Harry repaid him? She didn't mention this to her boyfriend though. She could tell by his silence he was hurting, a lot. They were surprised by a loud knock at the door. It was the Headmaster, and he was furious. He entered the Room if Requirement and instantly began berating Y/N:

"What did you think you were doing assaulting Mr Weasley? Telling Harry you would no longer protect him? What exactly did you think you were doing?"

Y/N snarled as he shot to his feet, stepping towards the Headmaster as Hermione desperately tried to hold him back.

"You better step back and calm down old man. Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?" Y/N roared.

Hermione stood in front of Y/N, her hands on his chest as she looked between the pair shocked at both of them. She had a feeling this wasn't going to end well.

"I am your Headmaster, boy. You will give me the respect I deserve!"

"I'll give you what you've earned Albus. And what, was I supposed to let that ginger fucker scream at Hermione? Intimate her? Assault her? He was out of fucking control and I tried reasoning with him but he had to push and push and fucking push. And as for Harry, that ungrateful little prick can kiss my arse!"

"A weeks detention with Filch for assault and disrespect. If I catch you two out of your dorms again at night until you have made up with Harry it will be another week for the both of you. You will respect my authority and position, Y/N!" Albus roared. He had had just about enough of Y/N and his attitude.

Y/N's face turned cold. He took a step towards the Headmaster. Hermione desperately trying to keep the two apart as she hugged Y/N tightly and answered:

"Yes we understand. Thank you, Headmaster. We will be in our dorms tomorrow."

The Headmaster turned and left, slamming the door behind him. Y/N didn't speak but Hermione could feel his heart beating almost out of his chest, the rage threatening to erupt. She squeezed him tight, kissed his chest and looked up at him smiling.

"I can feel the anger ready to burst out of you love. Let's forget all that and just have some fun with the kids hey? Always calms you down."

Y/N looked down at his beautiful sweet girlfriend, a smile slowly emerging on his face.

"Aren't you scared of me too baby? Like the rest of them?"

She giggled.

"You really are a bonehead. How many times do I have to tell you no?"