Y/N was lying awake with his arm around Hermione. It had passed midnight but Y/N couldn't sleep, the Hole just circling and circling around in his head. He got up quietly and sat on the floor with his legs under him in a meditative position.

He felt himself leave his body as he astrally projected himself. Lord Dhalsim and Gellert had both told Y/N he would be able to do this, as his Legillimency developed stronger.

He floated above Diagon, soaring higher, further over London. He could see thousands of green glowing outlines below him, and he recognised them as people, individuals. He wasn't sure if this was their souls, their auras or their brain waves, but he could tell each one was individually different. He saw the whole world as he did during his mental constructs- in its purest digital programming.

Y/N kept searching until he found his target. One he recognised- instinctively. Y/N didn't know how he knew it was the man, he just did. The man from the other day in Knockturn Alley- Clayton Bigsby.

He zeroed in on Clayton as he walked through a dark street and spoke directly to his mind:

Clayton... Clayton...

A look of fear passed over Clayton's face. He heard the boy's voice in his head, the Grindelwald child. He looked up and around, unsure where the voice was coming from as he answered:

"Yes my Lord"

Y/N smiled. Here we go...

Do you swear fealty to me Clayton? Do you pledge your loyalty to me until I release you from your vow.

"I do... my Lord"

Good. I have a job for you Clayton. You will gather other like minded individuals. Those who live in the dark but whose wands have not stained the flesh of the innocent. Those who wish to fight back against the corruption of the pure blooded pigs. Find me half bloods and Muggleborns. Find me pure bloods who are not blood prejudiced. Find me the displaced, the disenfranchised and the abandoned. Tell them to gather on the evening of the 21st of December, the Winter Solstice. That their new lord will meet them then. I will send more instructions. Do this for me, Clayton. Do this for your new Lord.

Clayton smiled and nodded furiously:

"Yes my lord"

Y/N withdrew astrally as he felt himself flying backwards towards his body, coming down through the roof of the Leaky Cauldron and slamming into his body. He really needed to work on that landing.

He jerked awake to see himself surrounded by people- the Weasley parents, Harry and Lavender, and Hermione. Poor Hermione looked terrified.

"Y/N, baby you're ok, you're ok" Hermione cried as she hugged Y/N tightly.

"Yeah I'm fine, baby. What's wrong?" Y/N asked puzzled.

Mrs Weasley quickly handed him a handkerchief, Y/N only noticing after being handed it that his nose was bleeding heavily. Hermione continued as she sobbed:

"I woke up and you were crouched on the floor, eyes glazed over and stiff as a board, non responsive."

Y/N saw the tears in Hermione's eyes and kissed her gently on the forehead, saying sadly:

"Sorry baby, I was just practicing astral projection. I was only gone for a couple of minutes."

Arthur Weasley looked at Y/N concerned and said: "Y/N, we've been trying to snap you out of it for the last twenty minutes."

"Really?" Y/N asked, looking at Arthur and then Hermione stunned. Hermione nodded, wiping her eyes as Y/N added:

"Huh, time goes a lot faster...up.. there."

He looked up to the ceiling as he spoke.

"You were really doing it? Astrally projecting?" Arthur asked, looking stunned, turning to his wife who wore the same expression.

Y/N nodded his head, answering: "Yeah I was looking for someone. I found him."

"Who?" Harry asked.

"Just a person, Harry. Just seeing if I could do it."

"It's very impressive" Arthur smiled at his godson proudly.

"It's very dangerous" Molly chastised: "Your father only did it a couple of times and it scared him. He said you could get lost if you weren't careful. Said everything was blurry. He never tried it again."

Hermione gasped and hugged Y/N tightly. Y/N shot an annoyed glance at Molly before speaking gently and reassuringly to Hermione:

"Hey it's ok baby, I didn't have a problem with it. Grandad explained the basics to me, and it's... strange that Dad saw that, for me everything was black, like the negative of a photo if that makes sense, all the buildings and trees were like that. But the people.... I could see the people clearly. Everyone had a green soul, or aura, and everyone's was different. That's how I found who I was looking for. I recognised him. It was the same as the basis of the Mental Constructs I worked on with Lord Dhalsim."

Hermione nodded into the hug.

"I want you to speak to Dumbledore about this at school, Y/N. This is advanced and dangerous magic you are playing with!" Molly chastised him again.

Y/N replied calmly, but with obvious annoyance. Anyone but his godmother would not have been spoken to as respectfully:

"I will Molly, but I'm not playing with anything. My grandad told me I wouldn't master my skills or harness them properly until I experimented with them. Lord Dhalsim told me I was already one of the most powerful wizards on the planet. If I'm going to fulfil my destiny then I need reach my full potential."

"You are a child, Y/N. You don't need to have you head filled with nonsense like that. You need to focus on your schooling and nothing else."

Y/N narrowed his eyes as he stood looking down at Molly. Hermione could see where this was going. She stood and held his hand tightly:

"C'mon baby, lets get back to bed, we have to be up early for the train tomorrow."

"Yeah, we should all get some sleep". Arthur joined Hermione in playing peacekeeper.

"So you two are sharing a room, sharing a bed?" Molly asked in an extremely judgemental tone.

Fire appeared in Y/N's eyes. He did his best to remain calm, out of respect, as he spoke slowly:

"Yes Molly, we are. We're in a loving committed relationship and both our respective guardians have no issue with it. Is there something you'd like to say?"

Molly sighed.

"No dear, sorry. You're just growing up so fast. I still think of you as that sweet little boy who would come over and chase chickens around our yard."

Hermione and Lavender couldn't help but giggle at this. Y/N chuckled:

"Well respectfully I'm not Molly. I'm an Azkaban vet, a killer and a soldier. Not sure I was a ever a sweet little boy. Don't confuse me with your children, Molly. I've done things none of them are capable of, not even Bill or Charlie."

Molly nodded sadly and left, as did Arthur. Harry smiled at his friends and left, leaving only Lavender in the room with the couple.

"You guys gonna be ok?" she asked.

Hermione smiled and nodded, while Y/N looked lost in thought. Lavender left, closing the door behind her.

"You ok love?" Hermione asked worriedly. Y/N sighed again:

"Yeah, it's just everyone sees me as either a monster or a child. There's no in between. Except you of course baby. I'm so lucky to have you."

"Yeah, we can agree on that" Hermione giggled, kissing her boyfriend.