Y/N and Hermione were walking towards the Headmasters office, hand in hand.

"So what do you think this is about love?" The girl asked her lover.

"Really have no idea sweetheart. Probably another of Dumbledore's machinations. Another one of his great master plans."

Hermione stopped walking and squeezed Y/N tight, lifting her arms up around his neck.

"Whatever it is you have me baby. You know I love you right?"

Y/N hugged back and smiled before he pulled back and placed a kiss on her lips.

"And I'm grateful for that every single moment I'm alive baby. Don't ever think I don't love you or I'm not grateful for you!"

Hermione smiled before catching on to what Y/N had actually just said. She was extremely confused as she asked:

"Why would I?"

Y/N sighed.

"I don't know. I know I don't deserve you. I'm ashamed of myself. Sarge is dead because I fucked up. I can't even look at myself in the mirror. I don't know how you can stand to-"

Y/N was cut off by a passionate kiss on the lips from Hermione. It went on for about 20 seconds before they parted breathless. She cupped his face with both her hands to maintain eye contact:

"Baby I know you're suffering. I know you blame yourself, but it wasn't your fault. You had no way of knowing at the time that there was a demon in the kid. Of course I don't blame you. I know Sarge wouldn't either. I am so proud of you- almost every week you risk your life for other people, people you barely or don't even know, just because it's the right thing to do. And I know you're big and strong and all that. But we are only 14. You should be a carefree teenager just living your life, instead you run in battle face first. You're the bravest person I've ever met. You're my hero, Y/N. I am so proud of you each and every day."

Hermione's use of Y/N's name for impact had its desired effect as Y/N leant down and connected their foreheads.

"Thanks baby. I don't know what I would do without you."

Hermione giggled:

"Mmhm. Me neither. Let's not find out."

Y/N chuckled and nodded in agreement before the two continued forward, still joined by the hand.

"Come on, don't want to keep the Headmaster waiting, Mr. L/N. He might give you detention" Hermione giggled. Y/N chuckled loudly and replied:

"He doesn't have the balls."

Hermione lit up, not at the crass joke Y/N made, but that it was the first time she had heard him laugh all week. As they walked he spoke again, in what Hermione recognised as Y/N's shit-stirring tone of voice:

"So I should be a carefree teen hey? Does that mean you want me to be more like Ron?"

Hermione stopped dead in her tracks and narrowed her eyes at her lover.

"Never say that again."

Y/N chuckled again and pecked her lips, whispering:

"I give you my word."

The pair arrived at the Headmaster's office and saw the staircase was already waiting for them. They walked up and knocked on his office door.

"Come in" Dumbledore called out, smiling when he saw the couple.

"So why have we been summoned, Albus?" Y/N asked in his usual cool tone.

"I wish to take you both somewhere. I'll need you to both take my arm."

"Asking us to go on faith, Albus. That's in short supply these days. I promise you, if Hermione is in any danger you will regret it."

Hermione's eyes widened. Her boyfriend just threatened Albus Dumbledore.

"I give you my word. Let us go".

Y/N and Hermione each took an arm and felt themselves apparate. They arrived in a large room, a subterranean chamber somewhere lit by dozens of lanterns on the walls. They looked around and were met were lots of faces staring back at them. Most held looks of anxiety.

"Y/N, Hermione. These here are the attendees of the Meeting of the Righteous. These are the people who know of your condition."

"Meeting of the Righteous? Fucking humble as ever, Albus. Self fucking righteous more like" Y/N sneered before he noticed two figures at one side of the room.

"Come with me baby" Y/N whispered as he lead Hermione by the hand. The pair stopped in front of an elderly man with a long white beard and a goblin, Y/N bowing to both, Hermione following his lead.

"My Kings, it is an honour to see you both again" Y/N said with a smile.

"May I introduce my beautiful girlfriend, Hermione Granger. Hermione this is Vano, King of the Romany and Farnor, King of the Goblins."

Hermione smiled and bowed again as she responded:

"It is an honour to meet you, my Kings."

"And you, Ms. Granger" both kings replied.

"I hope this meeting's unpleasantness hasn't subtracted from my standing with your peoples, my Kings?"

"Not at all, Y/N. As I said the last time this meeting was called, you are and remain an honoured and respected member of my people" Vano smiled.

"Is it the same with the Goblin nation, Y/N. Perhaps you could visit me when you are free, there is a change in Gringott's policy I wish to discuss with you."

Y/N smiled and nodded, replying:

"In that case may I suggest leaving, good kings. I think this meeting is about to become unpleasant."

The two kings nodded and after exchanging parting pleasantries apparated from the meeting. Y/N looked around.

Friends- Sam, Bobby, Moody

Relatives- Jacob, Dean, Penny, Tonks, Arthur Weasley

Teachers- McGonagall, Sev, Remus

Even Shaklebolt from the Ministry was here. But there were others here as well.

"So these are all the people. All the people you made swear to lie to me, hey, Albus? Fuck I don't even know all of these people. Who the fuck is she?" Y/N asked, pointing to a woman standing next to 311.

The woman approached Y/N, 311 following close behind, and hugged him tightly. Y/N pulled back in obvious discomfort, looking at the woman with an awkward snarl as she let go smiling:

"Y/N, my name is Hannah Bachel Malakh. I made the Prophecy of you, on the day of your birth. I've watched over you ever sin-"

"Ahem" 311 coughed loudly, cutting the yammering woman off.

"We must return to the Department, Prophesied One" 311 continued, gripping Hannah's arm and apparating the pair of them.

Y/N's head shot back to Hermione, as she heard:

What the fuck was that about?

"Y/N, I think you will see-" Dumbledore began to speak before he was cut off abruptly by Y/N:

"Firenze, am I still in good standing with your people?"

"Of course you are, Y/N. All that has happened is your destiny. We would not judge you for that" the Centaur said with a smile.

"In that case you should probably return to your settlement as well" Y/N replied, unsheathing his wand and opening a portal to the Forbidden Forest next to Firenze. Those in the room who hadn't witnessed Y/N's portal spell before looked on shocked, as did several Centaurs into the hole that had opened up in space and time in the middle of their village. Firenze smiled and nodded to Y/N again and passed through before the portal was closed.

Y/N looked around again, his eyes landing on a bald man.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Y/N snapped.

"Y/N, this is a very trusted friend of mine, Omar Abasi, the head of St-"

"I know who he is, Albus. Why the fuck is he here?"

"I'm here to ensure a condition is met so I don't have to report to the Ministry that you are the Punisher, Y/N" Omar said aggressively.

Y/N looked between the Healer and Dumbledore as the majority in the room who didn't know who the Punisher was gasped, and any last slight sliver of trust Y/N had for Albus severed irrevocably.

"You fucking told him? You fucking grass" Y/N sneered to his Headmaster who held his hands up.

"Y/N, it's been decided, your brothers, your legal guardian has signed the paper work. You are going to go directly from here to Saint Mungoes Hospital."

"No!" Hermione shrieked before Y/N reassured her in her head he wouldn't be going anywhere.

"Y/N your Archon, it's made you very, very sick. You're not evil, you just don't know the difference between right and wrong anymore and you don't need punishment for that, you need help. Our help" Albus smiled.

"So my family has decided have they?" Y/N asked allowed as he questioned Penny telepathically if she was a part of this. He heard back a tearful:

No!

"It is for the best, Y/N" Albus smiled again.

"So may I say something before I go where I'm apparently supposed to go?" Y/N asked.

Albus nodded. He had hoped Hermione would have backed them up to Y/N. That Y/N wouldn't kick off with Hermione there. He would soon realise he was wrong on both counts.

"You may" he replied as Y/N looked around  the chamber.

"All of you here, I need you to hear me. I want you to know that those, pfft, the ones I put down, the people I killed. I want you to know I'd do it all again!"

Gasps filled the room.

"This bullshit about how crazy I am, I'm not crazy. I'm not crazy. I know what I did. I know who I am. And I do not need your help" Y/N sneered, staring straight at Dumbledore.

"I'm standing here smack dab in the middle of my right goddamn mind and any scumbag, any lowlife, any maggot piece of shit that I put down, I did it because I liked it..."

Penny covered her mouth in shock

"... hell, I loved it. I'm standing here just itching, I'm itching to do it again and you think..."

Y/N scoffed and laughed derisively

"... you think you're gonna send me to a nuthouse? Some healer's gonna stop me from doing what I wanna do? Well that ain't happening. Not on my watch!"

Y/N began to yell as his wands descended into his hands, he paced back and forth like a predatory beast ready to spring into a hunt and continued:

"You people call me the Punisher right? The big bad Punisher. WELL HERE I AM!!! YOU WANT IT I'LL GIVE IT TO YOU! AND ANY OF YOU WHO CAME HERE TONIGHT TO HEAR ME WHINE, HEAR ME BEG, WELL YOU CAN KISS MY ARSE!!!!"

He paced like a wild beast before firing off three non verbal spells in a microsecond- Tonks, Kingsley and Omar not having a chance to defend themselves before they began falling- one by one, and in a micro second Y/N had apparated over, grabbed one, disappeared and then reappeared grabbing another.

All three had gone when Y/N reappeared and continued to pace and explode as the others in the room gasped. The atmosphere in the room had grown so heavy it was hard to breath:

"You think I'm your Prophesied One. You think I'm your weapon. Your attack dog? I'm nothing for any of you any more. I'm not your fucking monster anymore!" Y/N spat as his wand pointed directly at Albus's face.

"I'm gonna do what I want, when I want and any of you who wanna step in my way, fuck it you can get rolled over too!"

The harsh reality of his words sank in as Jacob and Moody stood forward.

"Stand down, boy. You're doing as you're told and going to the fucking hospital. That's an order" Jacob snapped as both he and Moody drew wands.

"Stay behind me baby" Y/N said to Hermione who nodded as he turned back to smirk arrogantly at his eldest brother:

"Why don't you fucking make me?"

Jacob fired a spell at Y/N. It was blocked with ease. Then another. Then another. Moody started firing off spells- Y/N was blocking them, he was completely calm as he moved his wands majestically, almost as if he were conducting an orchestra, as he blocked and cut down spells and curses with ease. Albus was instantly reminded of Grindelwald- he saw Gellert's skill and grace in Y/N.

The rest of the room was stunned, even Hermione. Not only was Jacob an exceedingly powerful wizard, but Moody was one of the greatest ever aurors. Y/N handled them both with ease before pushing out his protego shield, temporarily stunning the pair as he chuckled:

"My turn!"

In a fraction of a second Y/N was on the offensive, casting spell and hex one after the other, Jacob and Moody were both quickly overwhelmed, disarmed and left the ground in unconscious bleeding heaps.

Dean pulled his wand and ran between their unconscious forms and his younger brother.

"Y/N stop this."

Y/N looked at Dean, a darkness in Y/N's eyes as he smirked and cocked his head.

"For years you've gone back and forth, Dean. On Jacob's side, on my side, trying to play peacekeeper. So which is it Dean? Is the enemy of my enemy my friend? Or my enemy?"

Dean stood firm and pointed his wand at Y/N.

"You need help. This is for your own good, Y/N."

Y/N chuckled and replied: "You chose poorly, Dean."

In seconds Dean was downed too. The remaining adults were stunned. Y/N had taken down some of the most powerful wizards in the country, seemingly without effort. He sheathed his wands and continued speaking.

"Tonight I have shown my final act of restraint. If you stand against me again-"

Y/N's hand suddenly exploded in blue flames-

"You will soon discover my mercy is at an end!"

Hermione gently gripped Y/N's arm and the pair apparated.

—~—

Hermione looked around, she didn't recognise where they were in the dark.

"Where are we babe?"

"The outskirts of Hogsmeade love. I can't apparate you directly into school" Y/N replied with his eyes closed, enjoying the cool breeze against his skin.

Hermione nodded, before asking "babe, why did you take down Tonks and the other two? It all happened so quick but where did you take them?"

Y/N smiled, opening his eyes and looking down at Hermione.

"I didn't like doing it to Tonks, but all three of them, I took their memories of tonight, dropped them in their homes. Modified their memories of the Punisher, of the Archon from Abasi, and what they did tonight. They had no need to know any of that, especially as Ministry employees. Albus will pay for selling me out!"

Y/N's tone and face darkened as he spoke, before he shook his head and smiled, not wanting to worry Hermione:

"Tell me though beautiful- have you ever wanted to ride a dragon?"

Hermione looked at her boyfriend and smirked. Y/N quickly caught on to her meaning.

"No, that wasn't a euphemism for my dick love. Although-"

Hermione slapped Y/N's arm and he chuckled before taking his animagus form. Hermione climbed on and held tight as Y/N rose into the air.

"Not too high love" she said quietly.

—~—

A large black dog had been walking along the trail on the edge of Hogwarts when it stopped suddenly, hearing two teenage voices. The dog watched the boy change into a dragon and the girl climb on his lowered neck before the dragon ascended. The old black dog howled and  thought to himself- "Impressive nephew. Well done."

—~—

Penny held on to Dean as he woke- Jacob and Moody also slowly regaining consciousness.

"What on earth?" Dean mumbled disorientated.

"He's gone love. He left" Penny said, still with tears in her eyes as Minerva rubbed her shoulder.

"He's gone dark. All is lost." Bobby said.

"Perhaps not." Severus said in his usual monotone voice. The others looked at him puzzled.

"Hannah's words. He maybe even darker, or he maybe EVEN darker? Perhaps we've considered this prophecy wrong. What if Y/N was always destined to fight in the dark. But the reason why he was fighting was the variable. That Hermione's love keeps him from embracing evil. He may employ darkness but he certainly isn't governed by it. Not like the Dark Lord. He isn't needlessly sadistic and has never hurt anyone who didn't deserve it. He will never be your champion of light Dumbledore. But I have not lost faith in him."

The others pondered Severus's words in silence as he apparated away.