The next morning was awkward to say the least. Ron was in the hospital wing, Harry sat as far away from Y/N as possible with the other third year boys. Seamus and Dean gave Y/N filthy looks until he glared at them and they looked down in fear.

Neville waved at him awkwardly.

He then looked up to see four fifth years and a sixth year whispering and looking at him from the Hufflepuff table- Fred, George, Cedric, Maisy and Beatrice.

They noticed him look at them and stopped talking. The three boys got up and walked towards Y/N, and he didn't take his glare off them.

Get ready in case this kicks off babe.

Hermione heard her lover in her mind suddenly and looked around. When she saw the three of them she looked back at Y/N and nodded. The trio got to the table and didn't take their eyes off Y/N, instead Cedric spoke to the girls.

"Hermione, Lavender could you join Maisy and Beatrice for a minute please? We need to talk to Y/N."

Hermione nodded and as she and Lavender got up she leant down and kissed Y/N on the lips, whispering:

"Don't lose control babe."

He glared at the three as they sat and  chuckled:

"You boys honestly think three on one improves your odds any more?"

The three looked at Y/N puzzled before Cedric spoke in realisation:

"We didn't come to fight you Y/N."

Cedric was actually a little hurt his friend would think that.

"We came over to apologise for our brother" Fred said sincerely.

"And to say you were right to do what you did. If anyone spoke to Beatrice-"

"Or Maisy" George added quickly.

"-that way I'd lay them out too" Cedric finished.

"We're sorry about what Harry said, but we just wanted you to know we've still got your back, Y/N" Fred finished as the other two smiled and nodded.

Y/N was overwhelmed as he smiled. It was good to know he had real friends who were looking out for him. They spoke for a while before Hermione and Lavender returned and they in turn returned to the Hufflepuff table.

"All Good Baby?" Hermione asked with a knowing smile.

"Yeah. You know maybe I've been thinking about things wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"I've been giving too much weight to the thoughts of these sheep" Y/N signalled to the other students in the crowded Great Hall.

"As long as I have you, have my real friends- well fuck the rest of them. Let them fear me. They'd be stupid not to."

Hermione really wasn't sure how to answer that so she just smiled and leant up, giving Y/N a passionate kiss.

—~—

It was the day of the Quidditch Match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. The day of the surprise visit from the Minister to cheer on Reggie Fudge in his first game for Ravenclaw. Y/N could barely contain his excitement as he ate breakfast next to his girlfriend.

"You seem more excited than usual" Hermione giggled, kissing her boyfriend's cheek.

"I've just got the feeling today's going to be... a really good day love" Y/N smirked.

Hermione looked at Y/N and narrowed her eyes like she was trying to practice legilimency on him. He continued smirking at her in his usual confident manner before she eventually sighed and replied:

"Fine. You keep your little surprises"

Y/N chuckled before she joined him, giggling, and she gave him a kiss.

Wood called the team and Y/N kissed her goodbye and left.

"He's up to something huh?" Lavender asked her best friend, who was still watching Y/N leave.

"He's always up to something Lav. He's lucky I love him" she giggled again.

"That he is 'Mione" Lavender laughed.

—~—

When it was time to head down to the match Hermione and Lavender did, with a crowd of Gryffindor students. Ron kept his distance and walked with Neville, Seamus and Dean.

They arrived at the pitch and were extremely surprised to see the Minister for Magic sitting up in the Headmaster's box next to Dumbledore and McGonagall. Lucius Malfoy was with him along with a number of others Hermione didn't recognise.

"What in Merlin's name is he doing here?" Lavender asked Hermione who shrugged.

"You don't think... you don't think Y/N knew he was coming do you?" Lavender asked quickly. The thought made Hermione anxious.

"I hope not Lav" she giggled nervously.

It wasn't long until Lee Jordan's commentary could be heard across the stadium.

"Welcome everyone to the annual Gryffindor vs Ravenclaw Quidditch match. We are joined today by the Minister of Magic himself, Cornelius Fudge."

Boos could be heard from the Gryffindor stands as Hermione glared and snarled:

"Lock my boyfriend up you prick."

Lavender rubbed her back in support as Lee Jordan continued.

"As you all know by now Gryffindor's star seeker Lord Y/N L/N always plays a musical tribute prior to a Quidditch match, usually a muggle rock classic, but today he informed me we have something different- a brand new song by the hit group the Weird Sisters."

The crowd erupted. When they finally died down Lee started again.

"This song was written by the Weird Sisters and Y/N in honour of the Minister's visit today."

"Oh Merlin!" Hermione said as she placed her hand on her face. "This can't be good."

The music started.

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The beat was wild until the lyrics started, lead singer Myron Wagtail's distinctive voice yelled out.

Killing in the name of....

A guitar solo played as Y/N flew out near the crowd, looking at random members as he sung with the lyrics of the blaring song.

Some of those who enforce us, are the same who wore Death Masks.

Some of those who enforce us, are the same who wore Death Masks.

Some of those who enforce us, are the same who wore Death Masks.

Some of those who enforce us, are the same who wore Death Masks.

Ugh

A killer guitar solo ripped again.

Killing in the Name of!

Killing in the Name of!

He flew across to the Ravenclaw section pointing at individual random students.

And now you do what they told ya.

And now you do what they told ya.

And now you do what they told ya.

And now you do what they told ya.

And now you do what they told ya.

The beat started to quicken as the guitar ripped louder.

And now you do what they told ya.

And now you do what they told ya.

And now you do what they told ya.

And now you do what they told ya.

And now you do what they told ya.

And now you do what they told ya.

Well, now you do what they told ya.

The guitars and drums ripped as the singing went to screaming again.

Those who died, are justified! For wearing a badge they're your chosen whites!

Replicas of the white Ministry of Magic badges of Wizengamot members suddenly materialised and fell into the laps of everyone in the crowd. Hermione was speechless at how Y/N managed this. The Minister was bright red.

You justify! Those who died! By wearing a badge they're the chosen whites!

Those who died are justified! For wearing a badge they're your chosen whites!

You justify! Those who died! By wearing a badge they're the chosen whites!

The song changed pitch back to the chords near the start.

Some of those who enforce us, are the same who wore Death Masks.

Some of those who enforce us, are the same who wore Death Masks.

Some of those who enforce us, are the same who wore Death Masks.

Some of those who enforce us, are the same who wore Death Masks.

Ugh!

Killing in the name of

Killing in the name of.

The beat quickened again. Y/N pointed at more students.

And now you do what they told ya!

And now you do what they told ya!

And now you do what they told ya!

And now you do what they told ya!

Y/N continued pointing at random students faces as he slowly sailed passed the different sections of the crowd as the beat changed again.

And now you do what they told ya!

Now you're under control!

And now you do what they told ya!

Now you're under control!

And now you do what they told ya!

Now you're under control!

And now you do what they told ya!

Now you're under control!

And now you do what they told ya!

Now you're under control!

And now you do what they told ya!

Now you're under control!

And now you do what they told ya!

Now you're under control!

The screaming chorus started again as the beat quickened.

Those who died are justified! For wearing a badge they're your chosen whites!

You justify! Those who died! By wearing a badge they're the chosen whites!

Those who died are justified! For wearing a badge they're your chosen whites!

You justify! Those who died! By wearing a badge they're the chosen whites!

C'mon

A killer guitar solo rang out as grunts were heard.

Yeah

Ugh

Cmon

Ugh

The beat changed again as a piece of paper suddenly appeared in the hands of everyone in attendance. It had photos next to the names on the page.

List of Known Death Eaters employed by the Ministry of Magic.

Lucius Malfoy

Corbyn Yaxley

Francis Crabb

Bertram Goyle

Walden Macnair

Gerald Rosier ❌

Rosier's picture had a large Red Cross over it. The song changed pitch. Y/N stopped directly in front of an outraged Minister and raised his middle finger at him mouthing along with the words. It started slow.

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

The singing got louder until it was basically screaming.

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

It was obvious to everyone watching he and Fudge were locked in eye contact. He was speaking directly to the Minister of Magic, personally. Hermione couldn't help but wonder if some was directed at Albus as well.

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!

Y/N flew off from the last one until he stopped, turned, and double flipped off the Minister with the last words of the song.

Motherfucker!

The song finished and Y/N flew to the starting position. His teammates, Ravenclaw opponents and Madam Hooch looked at him completely stunned.

The Arena was filled with silence,
complete silence. That was until the more anarchist leaning sections of the crowd erupted in raucous applause.

"He may have really done it this time love" Lavender whispered to Hermione, who could only gulp and reply:

"Yep."