The Wizard From A Galaxy Far Far Away [Year 5] (Male Reader x Hermione Granger)

Dementor Attack...

Y/N and Harry were back at Privet Drive for the last two weeks before school and Y/N had been struggling with nightmares since arrival, currently he, Hermione and Harry were sat alone on a hot summers day in the playground with Y/N still trying to teach Harry how to use the force.

"I keep failing Y/N-"

"Do you? Good, keep failing, keep getting back up. That is the only way to succeed." Y/N said as he looked at Harry. "You can do it, let go of what you fear to lose and rise up."

Harry tried again as he reached his hand out nothing happened as Y/N looked at him.

"I'm sorry Y/N, but whatever it is you think I am, I am not it." Harry said as Y/N thought to himself.

"Okay, lets...lets call it in for today." Y/N said to himself as he took a breath, he looked to Hermione who smiled at him encouragingly. Y/N sat next to his dejected looking brother on a swing as he looked at him.

"I'm sorry Y/N."

"Don't be Harry. I have faith that you, I believe that you are force sensitive, it just needs time Harry."

"And if you're wrong and I'm not force sensitive?"

"You are, because you're capable of using magic, magic stems from the force. Force sensitivity just means you're more in tune with magic." Y/N said as he smiled at his brother. "you will be a jedi with time, a better one than I was." 

Their talk ended when they both heard the approaching laughter of boys, they looked up and saw Dudley and his gang of friends approaching.

"Alright Big D? Beat up another ten year old?" Harry asked as he looked at Dudley.

"This one deserved it."

"Yeah!" Dudleys goons all agreed in unison.

"five against one...very brave." Y/N remarked.

"Well you're one to talk. Moaning in your sleep every night, at least I'm not afraid of my pillow. Don't kill Cal! Who's Cal, your boyfriend?" Dudley said as Harry saw Y/N's hand flex slightly.

"Shut up." Harry said coldly.

"No Cal! Don't die! It's pathetic. He's going to kill me mum! Where is your mum? Where is your mum Potter? Is she dead? Is she dead?! Just like your little boyfrie-" Before Dudley could finish speaking a blaster shot rang out, the bolt landing a mere inch from Dudley's foot. Y/N was holding the blaster and standing.

"Keep going, give me a reason to shoot you dead, I beg you." Y/N said through gritted teeth.

Suddenly without warning, the clouds grew dark and the previously clear day clouded over, the wind picked up as Y/N stood there looking at Dudley. Dudley's goons ran as fast as they could while Y/N continued pointing the blaster at Dudley.

"What are you doing?" Dudley asked as he looked at the weather.

"That's not us." Y/N, Harry, and Hermione all said in unison. Thunder sounded and they all looked at each other, all having the same idea.

"Leg it!" Y/N said as they all started running as fast as they could, eventually reaching an underpass for shelter from the sudden onset of rain.

"Mione, Harry, you okay?" Y/N asked as they both gave an affirmative hum.

That was when Y/N and Harry heard a familiar whooshing noise and the cracking of glass suddenly freezing over.

"Hermione, get behind me." Y/N said as he drew his blaster and readied it for use.

That was when Harry turned around and was picked up by a dementor holding him by the throat with it's disgusting scabbed hand. Y/N fired a blaster at the dementor which merely went through it and hit the wall. Y/N holstered the weapon and drew his wand only to be pinned up against the wall by the dementor next to Hermione.

"Dudley...run!" Both Y/N and Harry struggled out as Y/N was trying to pry the dementors fingers from around Hermione's neck.

As Dudley ran away he slipped on some frozen over rain and skidded until another dementor arrived and began attacking Dudley.

"Expecto Patronum!" Harry cried out, sending the dementor attacking him fleeing before using the spell to banish the other two dementors. Harry fell to the floor as Y/N hit the ground with a thud.

"Ow." Y/N groaned as he stood back up and approached Dudley. "He's out cold. Mione, would you be able to make your own way home, Harry, give me a hand with Sportacus here will you."

"Yes, I'll um, I'll make my way home...Y/N are you-"

"I'm fine, you just get back home, you'll be safe there." Y/N said calmly as he and Harry carried Dudley back to 4 Privet Drive.

There was certainly no red carpet for Y/N and Harry when they got back.

Y/N knocked on the door, as it opened he and Harry carried Dudley in.

"What have you do-"

"Get a chocolate bar out of the fridge, Chocolate ice cream, anything with chocolate in it, get it out and give it to Dudley." Y/N said coldly as he and Harry sat Dudley on a chair.

"What?-"

"Do you want him to get better?"

"Yes-"

"Then do as I say and get him some chocolate now." Y/N said as he walked over to the sink and got some water from the tap, downing it in one.

Y/N and Harry were in the middle of a stern, unjust telling off by their uncle Vernon when an owl arrived with a ministry of magic envelope. The Envelope opened up and formed a feminine face.

"Dear Mr Harry Potter, The Ministry has received intelligence that at 6:23 this evening, you performed the Patronus charm in the presence of a muggle, as a clear violation of the decree for the reasonable restriction of underage sorcery you are hereby expelled from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hoping you are well, Mafalda Hopkirk." The envelope spoke aloud as Y/N looked at Harry. 

"Hold up, they know the use of a patronus charm, meaning it was in self defence, and they kick off at you for having to use it in front of a muggle, or I think he's human he might be a hutt, but a talking envelope is fine?" Y/N asked as Harry looked at him.

"Justice." Vernon hissed.

"That was your biggest take away from that?" Harry asked as Y/N looked at him.

"Kind of...yes, cause we can use that in the court case I'm thinking of right now."

"Petunia, lets get Dudley here to the hospital." Vernon said as they left with Dudley while Y/N and Harry sighed, todays occurrences didn't bode well for the rest of the school year, if they even made it to school that was...