Y/N arrived back at Hogwarts and had apparated to the room of requirement door. He entered and turned the time turner back to 12:50 before heading down to the Great Hall with a smile on his face. It had been a productive day.

—~—

Hermione had spent the double DADA lesson taking copious amounts of notes, jotting down every scrap of information of what to revise. It lead to her being the last to pack up and leave the classroom. As she reached the door she smiled at Lavender, Harry and Ron who had waited for her before the four headed down to lunch.

"I'm starving" Ron moaned before he was shushed by Hermione- Draco and his idiots were in front of them and Draco was whinging loudly.

"Honestly it's a disgrace. Imagine that mudblood whore being named Grand Consort? It's an embarrassment to the Wizarding World" Draco laughed to his two evil sidekicks with a sadistic chuckle.

Hermione was furious. She unsheathed her wand and pointed it, yelling:

"Hey moron!"

The three Slytherins turned around but before they could grab their wands Hermione has cursed them, just as she had learned from Y/N:

Furnunculus

The trio immediately fell to the floor, screaming and writhing in pain as large pustuled boils appeared on their skin, erupting with thick disgusting yellowed fluids.

As the three writhed Hermione stood over them, staring down furiously as she spat:

"You're lucky my boyfriend won't hear about this!"

She walked off, stopping only to kick Malfoy in the stomach, before taking off quickly towards the Great Hall again.

"Hermione, Hermione wait!" Lavender called out, running to catch up to her best friend. Hermione stopped and turned around as tears streamed down her cheeks at the vitriolic evil in Malfoy's words. Lavender immediately wrapped her up in a big hug.

"I'm so sorry love. He's a piece of shit. Are you sure you don't want Y/N to know?" Lavender asked.

"No. He can't" Hermione said wiping her eyes as the boys looked at her sympathetically.

"He would teach them a lesson Hermione" Harry said, still furious at Malfoy.

"That's the problem. You guys must have noticed Y/N getting worse" Hermione replied as she dabbed her eyes with a hanky.

Lavender looked at the boys before looking back to Hermione sadly and replying:

"We have. A lot of people have."

"It's getting stronger. Exerting more influence on him. He got a warning from a psychic, one of his hunting friends. Every time he kills, every time he... tortures... it gets closer and closer to taking him over. If he tortures again it will take control, won't need his permission. I'll lose him, forever. I don't want to lose him Lav"

Hermione broke down again, tears falling freely down her face as Lavender rushed over, wrapping Hermione in a tight caring hug.

"I'm sorry love. I am. We won't breathe a word, will we guys?" Lavender answered, turning her head still in the hug to the boys who quickly agreed not to talk.

After a couple of minutes Hermione had calmed down and Lavender wiped her eyes before kissing her forehead.

"Just let me do the talking to Y/N, ok love? You just hug into your man."

Hermione nodded and smiled, thanking her friends as they headed to the Great Hall. They saw Y/N sitting in their usual spot and called out to him. He smiled and then looked at Hermione with concern before she ran up to him, sat next to him and wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her head into his chest.

"Baby are you ok?" He asked, full of concern.

"Hold me!" Hermione whimpered back.

Y/N wrapped his large arms round her tight, kissing her head and whispering sweet nothings in her ear.

When Lavender and the boys sat across from them Y/N shot Lav a 'what the fuck?' look full of concern. Lavender simply smiled at her best friends and said:

"It's ok. Hermione is just a bit emotional, she started her period."

The two boys did their usual, which was looking down and blushing, while Y/N instantly turned into concerned mother fuck- fussing over Hermione. Lavender smiled at his carry on.

He wandlessly levitated a hot water bottle and block of chocolate out of his pouch, before the water bottle was filled with water from the table and heated, finally wrapped in a tea towel and levitating down to Hermione's abdomen, the chocolate landing in her hands.

A number of girls were watching now and almost simultaneously 'Awwweeedd'. A number of boys looked around confused.

"Baby what's all this?" Hermione asked, slightly puzzled.

"I had the chocolate for Sunday but I can always buy more, and I keep the hot water bottle on me now because I know how much it helps. You just rest and let me know if you need anything. Do you want me to rub your belly? I know that helps sometimes" Y/N smiled.

There was another chorus of awwweee around the table. One girl slapped her boyfriend's arm.

"Why can't you be more like him?"

"Do you want to skip the next class? Just go and rest?"

"No. It's ok love. I just need to be near you. Thank you" Hermione smiled.

—~—

After lunch they went to History of Magic, Rowan giving Y/N a list of subjects for Ancient Studies at the end of the lesson before the pair walked to Hagrids.

"Do you want the water bottle reheated baby?" Y/N asked as Hermione sat next to Hagrid smiling as he gave her a cup of tea.

"No it's ok baby. Thank you."

Y/N and Patroclus started on expelliarmus, with Y/N transfiguring a training dummy from a rock.

After another fun but hard lesson the three of them headed for dinner- Y/N embarrassing his younger cousin by kissing his head and slapping him on the backside as they separated.

"You did great Pat, go eat. You earned it!"

About five minutes after they arrived the hall was brought alive by a number of golden owls flying into the hall. A number of letters were dropped before the owls promptly left.

Cedric and Beatrice at the Hufflepuff table. Patroclus, Luna and Rolf at the Ravenclaw; Fred, George, Maisy, Lavender and Ginny at the Gryffindor table all looked down puzzled at the Gringotts sealed letters in their hands.

As Lavender looked down at hers in confusion she heard:

"You should open it, Lav" from Hermione who grinned, knowing what was coming.

I didn't include you because you're loaded. It's nothing to do with not caring Y/N said directly to Harry who smiled at him.

Lavender opened the letter and read it, 1tears welling in her eyes before she looked up at Y/N and smiled.

"Thank you."

Y/N smiled back happily.

"You're welcome. I love you Lav. We both do."

Y/N was suddenly gripped by arms around his neck from behind as Beatrice had rushed over from the Hufflepuff table. Y/N chuckled as he glanced to the Ravenclaw table to see his three young friends confused.

"Thank you so much Y/N!" Beatrice whimpered holding back tears.

"You're welcome Bea. You too Ced. It's to be used, when you're of age, to set yourselves up. House, business, whatever you see fit. Love you both!"

"Love you too" Bea sobbed still in the embrace. Ced nodded, unsure what to say. Y/N winked at him.

Once Bea had released Y/N was hugged again, tighter this time, by Maisy. She was openly weeping.

"Oh geez. This many hugs from girls is gonna make 'Mione pretty jealous"

Y/N heard muffled laughs from Maisy as Hermione had happy tears rolling down her cheeks.

Y/N and Maisy released the hug as Y/N wiped her eyes, smiled, and kissed her forehead.

"Anything you need in the meantime you come to me. No hesitation, ok."

Maisy nodded and Y/N smiled before speaking again, this time through legilimency.

I've got the feeling things will be easier at home going forward anyway. Don't say anything though.

He winked at Maisy and then the twins who nodded and shook his hand, both quiet and overwhelmed.

Finally it was Ginny's turn for a bone crunching hug. Y/N gripped her tight and whispered in her ear.

"Love you little sis!"

"Love you too Y/N".

Finally everything seemed to return to normal as Y/N returned to eating, Hermione just shaking her head in disbelief at his nonchalance- that was until Ron spoke up.

"What about me and Harry?"

"Harry is loaded and didn't need a trust fund" Y/N replied.

"And me?"

Y/N finished his mouthful and swallowed, taking a sip of water before wiping his mouth with a serviette and placing his cutlery down. He looked at Ron with a serious expression.

"Ron, I'm going to be completely honest with you. You've shown nothing but immaturity and the inability to do anything but react to your base emotions. It would be a massive mistake to give you a large sum of money until you grow up a bit. Maybe then I'll readdress it. But for now you are far too immature to handle it."

"Immature? That's a load of bollocks" Ron howled.

"You're proving my point Ron. You're a child and an immature one at that. You need to take a good hard look at yourself and start to grow up" Y/N replied firmly to the pouting redhead.

"You think you're so smart don't you!?!" Ron roared.

Y/N was growing frustrated but tried hard to maintain his cool. That was, unfortunately, about to end.

"I do Ron, as a matter of fact. And my results suggest it's a fair assumption. Now I'd like to continue my dinner if you don't mind" Y/N said angrily before returning to his his plate.

Ron sat and scowled, trying to think of a way to piss Y/N off, trying to lash out. Lavender glared at him and shook her head, begging him not to say anything.

Unfortunately...

"Well at least if I had a girlfriend I'd defend her. She wouldn't have to do it herself!"

Ron snapped venously but he instantly changed his tone, realising too late the error of his words. Hermione closed her eyes with concern, casting a quick non verbal silencing charm around the group as Y/N had taught her, hoping against hope she could bring him back from the brink.

Y/N stopped, placing his cutlery down, a look of confusion in his eyes momentarily before realisation and rage grew on his face. Pure unadulterated rage.

"What happened?" Y/N asked as he looked at Hermione. She looked at him afraid. Actually afraid. Not of him, but of what she knew he was about to do. Would there be any coming back from it? She tried to reassure her lover:

"It's ok, baby. I handled it, just like you trained me to."

Hermione's words did not have the impact she had hoped, Y/N turned to his friends- they gasped at the murderous look in his eyes.

"What. Happened!?!" Y/N snapped loudly, even as he tried his hardest to restrain himself. His three friends looked back at him with the same look. Fear.

"I swear if someone doesn't tell me I am gonna march over to that table and start ripping Slytherins apart with my bare fucking hands until someone fucking tells me!" Y/N roared, smashing his hand against the Gryffindor table, leaving a large indentation in its wake.

Lavender shot a look at Hermione who slightly nodded. It was too far gone. Thanks to Ron they couldn't hide the truth anymore. Lavender began to speak

"We were walking down to lunch after DADA, we overheard Malfoy. He...."

Before she trailed off.

"What. Did. He. Say?"

Y/N asked with a terrifying coolness through gritted teeth.

"He just insulted Hermione. She hexed him and his two morons before they knew what happened!"

Y/N's eyes flashed between green and black. The unbelievable pressure of a demonic entity of pure hatred pushing against every fibre of his being- commanding him to get vengeance.

"WHAT DID HE SAY?!?!?" Y/N roared, others in the hall now looking over, unable to hear Y/N but clearly able to see him erupting.

Lavender jumped in fear at Y/N's fury, Harry and Ron much the same. Hermione sighed, knowing there was no other way now:

"He said what a joke it was that a mudblood whore could be named Grand Consort" Hermione said sadly, tears threatening to erupt from her eyes again.

Y/N saw nothing, felt nothing, heard nothing in that moment but red. In an instant he was up on his feet, without a word, storming over to the Slytherin table where Malfoy sat with his back turned and completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Crabb and Goyle sat opposite their 'boss' and both looked up at the huge man mountain approaching them with murder in his eyes and gulped in fear. Before Draco could ask what was wrong he had been grabbed by the collar and tie and dragged- kicking and gurgling to the front of the Great Hall, in front of the teachers desk, right in almost the very spot Y/N had been whipped 12 months earlier. Y/N pulled Draco in front of himself with Draco's tie wrapped tight around his one hand while he screamed in Draco's terrified face.

"Too arrogant"

SLAP

"Too inbred"

SLAP

"Too Fucking Stupid"

SLAP

Y/N was slapping the Malfoy heir in the face, open handed, but harder than seemed possible,  Draco's face instantly began welting up, splitting and bleeding at the horrendous force pummelling into it.

"How dare you! How FUCKING dare you talk about my girl like that! MY GIRL!"

SLAP

Draco was now bleeding profusely from the nose and mouth, he also seemed to have a split at the side of his eye and was barely hanging on to consciousness as the entire hall watched in terror. Two teachers, McGonagall and Sinestra, came running over.

"Y/N stop" his head of house pleaded.

"No! This is Aristocratic Law. It supercedes Hogwarts bi-laws. You will not interfere. BACK OFF!" Y/N roared back, causing both women to stop dead in their tracks.

SLAP

Y/N lifted Draco's body by the throat/tie, as the blonde gurgled and choked and Y/N glared into his eyes:

"You pathetic Malfoys. Always liking to pretend you are superior. Using your position. Let's see how you like it when someone superior does it to you!" Y/N bellowed, another fiercer slap knocking Draco unconscious.

"Y/N he's had enough. Please" McGonagall pled, genuinely worried he was going to kill the boy.

Y/N lowered Draco's unconscious mass, still not releasing the death grip on his tie that had sent his knuckles white as he looked at the frightened women.

"He has! Get me his father. NOW!"

A terrified Professor Sinestra ran out of the Great Hall at tremendous speed.

—~—

Ten minutes later Lucius Malfoy walked into the hall still packed with frightened Hogwarts students. Lucius's  head was down, all of the arrogance of his last visit gone. He looked in fear at his unconscious, bruised and bleeding son before looking up to Y/N trembling.

"My Lord I-"

The hall gasped as Y/N dropped Draco, walked towards Lucius and backhanded him across the face hard enough to make his lip split. He dropped to the floor.

"How dare your son insult my Grand Consort! Did you not teach him the proper etiquette? Is this to be expected from a lowly house such as yours?"

"I-I-I-did my L-Lord-I-"

Lucius was pulled to up his feet by his hair, his cheek met with an open slap this time, that again dropped Lucius to the floor, more blood spilling from his mouth. The hall returned to deathly silence again until Y/N roared:

"Who am I Lucius?"

"The-the Lord of House L/N, my Lord."

Slap

"Try again!"

"The Archduke of Magical Great Britain, My Lord."

"Who is my Grand Consort? Think very carefully about the next words that come pouring out of your cunt mouth Lucius"

Y/N sneered, mirroring his words in Diagon Alley just over a year prior.

"La-Lady Granger"

"And am I to expect such foul disrespect to my Grand Consort again from your pathetic, lowly, inbred stain of a House?"

"No my Lord. I'm sorry. I am sorry".

"I should drag you to the Wizengamot and have you stripped of-"

"No please my lord! Allow me to offer recompense for my son's gross disrespect. I offer my three biggest farming propert-"

"It's not enough!" Y/N roared again, Lucius's eyes growing wider in fear before Y/N called out with a greatly softened voice:

"Lady Granger, could you please come here for a moment?"

Hermione's footsteps could be heard stepping on the wooden floorboards until she reached her lover.

"You will beg Lady Granger for forgiveness. On your knees, head bowed. And for the continuation of your family line you had better pray she is satisfied".

Lucius quickly dropped to his knees, bowing his head and crossing his hands in front of himself:

"I beg of you Lady Granger. Please. Please forgive my son, and my house, of the grievous disrespect caused by the foolish boy. He will be disciplined. I am sorry."

Hermione looked at Lucius, first with fury, then utter distain.

"It better not ever happen again!"

"Yes my Lady. Thank you my Lady" Lucius nodded his head quickly.

"Leave Lucius. Now. On your hands and knees. Get out. And if I haven't received an owl by 9:05 tomorrow morning saying those property deeds are in the possession of Marruk, my accounts manager, I will claim my rightful Right to Combat with your son for his disrespect, and you will never see your son again. Now get out of my school. You've soiled us enough with your despicable presence!"

Lucius looked at his son momentarily as all watched him leave, humiliated, on his hands and knees.

Y/N looked up to see the Headmaster, as well as most of the staff standing at the door, staring at him in fear. The exception was Snape who was smirking.

Y/N took Hermione's hand regally and escorted her back to their position, helping her to sit down before he himself did. None of his friends or any of the other students would look up, still terrified.

"Are you ok my love?" He asked sweetly.

"Yes thank you baby. I'm still upset being called that but I'm ok" she smiled at her lover tenderly, adding:

"Thank you for defending my honour"

"Of course darling. I will until the day I die."

How bout after dinner we go to our special place. Have a nice spa and then I'll give you a lovely back massage. Nothing else obviously, but will that help you feel calm and relaxed and special baby?

"That sounds lovely, darling. Thank you" Hermione smiled, rubbing Y/N's cheek before tenderly kissing him on the lips.

They returned to their eating as the rest of the hall did in silence until Y/N called out to Pomfrey and Dumbledore. They had approached Draco who was still lying unconscious.

"Excuse me! He is there because of a private dispute so he will be left there to regain consciousness on his own, thank you."

"Y/N be reasonable, he is a student and-" the Headmaster tried to plead with Y/N to no avail as he was interrupted:

"He is breathing Albus, and he is lucky to be doing so. I am still within my rights to demand a duel to defend my Grand Consort's honour. Do not make me reconsider my decision!"

The other students watched their encounter amazed as the Headmaster looked at Pomfrey, shook his head and turned and left. As he exited the hall he was grabbed by Minerva.

"What are we going to do Albus. Y/N is out of control. Has the archon taken over?"

"No. Not yet. And what can we do Minerva? What can we do?"