(Y/N)'s POV

"Are you sure about this (Y/N)? Maybe Harry's not in that much trouble. I think we should just go back."

Despite Ron's uneasiness (or to be more accurate fear) there was no way (Y/N) would give up and if he was being honest, Ron was starting to piss (Y/N) off.

"Ron, Harry is your best friend. I know you didn't meet the Dursley's last year, but as I've been telling you they're bad people. That's based on like thirty seconds of talking to them as well, say what you want I know people and they're evil. Harry hasn't answered yours or my letters and when we asked Hermione she said he hadn't answered hers. Do you need anymore proof? Trust me on this Ron, if there is one thing I'm sure about, it's that we're doing this."

Ron looked (Y/N) dead in the eye and nodded. Ron gave him a nervous smile and (Y/N) grinned confidently.

"Real nice moral code you've got there (Y/N), but have you ever had to drive in the dark! Even with the headlights on I can't see anything!" From the drivers seat of the car came George's voice. He wasn't scared like Ron but he was still annoying.

"Stop complaining George! I offered to switch places at least ten times because of your complaints but you keep refusing!"

"That's because you almost hit a lamppost you twit! I'd rather not have to explain to dad that we let a twelve year old crash his car!" From the front passenger seat came the voice of Fred, like his brothers he was bringing (Y/N) to his breaking point.

"Alright first thing, George complain one more time I dare you! If you do I'm going to reach for the wheel and send us straight for the ground! Second thing, Fred you can't really be implying you two are that much older than me! Also every other lamppost on that street was lit and that one wasn't! Anyone could've hit that! So please can you all shut up and just focus on breaking Harry out of his hellhole!"

A silence fell over the group until George spoke in a hushed voice, "At least you had those lampposts to see, these headlights are rubbish."

True to his word (Y/N) lunged at George and every Weasley brother present cried out. "NO!"

...

Harry's POV

As the flying car pulled up he managed to see Fred, George and Ron Weasley. "What are you three doing here?" Harry peered out of the bars on his window and when Ron went to speak a fourth person made themselves known as his voice called out from behind Ron.

"It's actually four Harry and isn't it obvious what we're doing here. We're saving you." (Y/N) moved Ron to one side and Harry could have a clear view of his face.

He had his dopey grin on show but it was replaced by an unusual angry look. "Bars on your window. What did I tell you Ron?"

(Y/N) slapped Ron lightly on the back of his head and called out to the twins. "Alright looks like stealth isn't an option. Move the car further away, Ron grab the winch."

As one of the twins moved the car, Ron grabbed a hook and hooked it onto the base of the bars. "Alright Harry get your stuff ready. I don't know if the walrus is fast. George floor it!"

As (Y/N) called out, George did as he said and drove forwards. As George drove the bars around Harry's windows snapped off and while Ron was dragging the hook back up, (Y/N) called out to Harry. "Alright Harry let's hurry up!"

With (Y/N)'s help Harry managed to load all of his stuff into the back of the car and as soon as (Y/N) put Hedwig safe in the car, he extended an arm out for Harry to grab. "Come on!"

Harry reached out and managed to grab onto (Y/N)'s arm but as he was being pulled into the car he heard (Y/N) call out. "Hello walrus! Don't mind if we borrow Harry for a minute do you?!"

Despite Harry's initial confusion it was clear who (Y/N) was talking to as he felt a large and meaty hand grab onto his ankle. The disgusting hand of Vernon Dursley had Harry's ankle in a vice grip.

Uncle Vernon of course outmatched (Y/N) in strength but (Y/N) was far smarter. "I've had a bad night with these three gingers, so if you don't let go in three seconds I'm going to hex you!"

Harry could swear he heard a yelp of fear and then he felt himself being pulled forward and into the car. As he managed to position himself correctly onto the seat he looked out back at the Dursley's and saw Uncle Vernon laying spread eagle in one of the flowerbeds.

"I feel bad for your flowers! They're probably all flattened now!"

(Y/N)'s POV

After yelling out to the Dursley's about their flowerbed he turned back and sat back down in his seat all while chuckling to himself. "In all seriousness I'm more concerned for the flowers than walrus."

"Walrus?" From the left of (Y/N) came the voice of Harry. Turning to the raven haired boy (Y/N) smiled widely. "It's been way too long mate!"

(Y/N) pulled Harry into a hug and it wasn't too long before Ron joined them in the hug. "About the whole walrus thing. Your uncle's Walrus Senior and you cousin's Walrus Junior."

(Y/N) broke the hug and he moved back to his seat to see Harry's baffled face. "Did you know I was in trouble?" Harry looked at (Y/N) intently and (Y/N) couldn't help but chuckle.

"I had a feeling, you hadn't answered any of our letters and when I sent you your birthday present you didn't send a reply. So I hatched this genius plan to rescue you."

"Oh yeah genius."

"Oh be quite Fred!"

"Wait so the little box that Dobby had? That was a birthday gift from you?"

(Y/N) looked back at Harry and matched his baffled look and asked him plainly. "What in the hells a Dobby?"

...

As the boys reached the front door of the Burrow, (Y/N) told Harry to be as quiet as he possibly could and then told George to open the door slowly.

As the boys reached the kitchen George stole some pieces of bread off a plate and passed them out among the group. Harry denied his piece but (Y/N) happily took his piece and told the others as he walked upstairs. "Don't let Harry gawk around here too long. If Mrs Weasley realised we left she'll ki-"

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!"

Oh no.

Although weighing the possibility of running upstairs and back to his room to pretend like he had never left. (Y/N) knew that Mrs Weasley would've known that he left with the others so although hesitant he walked back down the stairs.

"Harry, (Y/N) it's good to you dears." Mrs Weasley gave them both a warm smile but (Y/N) was still terrified. In her hand was the piece of paper that would get him called a traitor.

"Beds empty, no note, car gone! Oh wait there was a note but not from my own children! By the way thank you so much (Y/N)." Despite knowing Mrs Weasley wasn't too angry, (Y/N) could feel the eyes of the three other Weasley's staring at him.

"You could have died, you could have been seen! Of course I don't blame you or Harry." Mrs Weasley once again switched back to her softer tone and gave the boys a smile.

"They were starving him mum, they put bars on his window." Ron tried his best to defend their actions but to no avail.

"You best hope I don't put bars on your window Ronald Weasley." The tone of her voice sent shivers down (Y/N)'s spine and definitely the other boys too.

"It was (Y/N)'s idea mum! We didn't want to do it but he convinced us!" (Y/N) turned to Fred with a pained expression. Are you really going to throw me under the bus like that!?

"Both you and your brother should've put your foot down and been more sensible then! Don't try and act like you only did everything because of (Y/N)!"

Mrs Weasley you are my saving grace!

"Now come dears, time for a spot of breakfast." Mrs Weasley had now completely replaced her angry tone and swapped it for a much more merry one as she led the boys to the dining table.

However as (Y/N) followed Mrs Weasley he felt two hands on both his shoulders and he was spun around to see both Fred and George. "What was all this about a note (Y/N)?"

"Uhm I just didn't want her to worry."

After the little hazing he had just received, (Y/N) sat down at the dining table as Mrs Weasley finished making the food. She handed out the breakfast between the five boys and all of them happily ate for a few moment before a certain someone came rushing down the stairs.

Ginny Weasley came rushing into the dining room and called out to her mother. "Mummy have you seen my jumper."

Mrs Weasley looked out towards her and smiled, "Yes dear it was on the cat, our car to be more specific." Mrs Weasley corrected herself after seeing (Y/N)'s confused face.

Ginny looked at the boys and when her eyes fell on Harry she looked liked she was going to go into shock. Harry tried his best to be polite but Ginny still backed out the room wide eyed and sprinted away upstairs.

"What did I do?" Harry looked around the dining table and asked a snickering (Y/N). However he was given no response and (Y/N) simply got up and started to clear his plate.

"Thanks for the breakfast Mrs Weasley, I'm going to help Ginny and by that I mean tease her." (Y/N) smirked as Mrs Weasley told him to be nice and went to go upstairs.

As he came to the bottom of the stairs however he was met by Percy Weasley. "Mornin' Poncey, sleep well?" (Y/N) smirked as Percy simply walked past him without saying a word. "I'll take that as a yes then."

(Y/N) walked into Ginny's room to see her frantically packing her stuff up away into trunks. "You do know Gin, that you're not going to Hogwarts yet?"

Ginny let out a little yell of surprise and turned to (Y/N). "Gin? Why do you have to give everyone a silly nickname?" She resumed packing and turned her back to (Y/N).

"You should be honoured. It's the highest reward of my noble household to be given a nickname." (Y/N) put on a very snotty and posh voice and Ginny giggled at the sound of it.

"Thank you so much, now can you help me pack?"

"Sure I just think you might need to slow down a bit, Hogwarts is still going to be there in a week." (Y/N) walked over to Ginny and helped her pack when a certain some one announced them self.

"Oh hello Sootie!" As Soot walked into the room Ginny forgot all about packing and started to cradle her in her arms.

"Sootie? Now whose the one giving out silly nicknames. Although it does have a good ring to it." Soot gave (Y/N) a glare and he chuckled as he scratched her behind the ears. "Let her down Gin, I'm sure your mum has put out a bowl of food for her."

The two of them continue packing for a moment before the voice of Mrs Weasley called from downstairs to tell them to get dressed because they were going to Diagon Alley.

...

(Y/N) retreated back to his room and began to change into some ordinary robes as the chained wrapped wardrobe behind him shook violently. "I get it! Do you seriously think all that racket is actually going to make me undo the chains though? Stop being annoying."

As (Y/N) fully changed he went to leave the room and as he opened the door he was met with Percy. The two just stood there until Percy handed him some letters and walked off. "Cheers Poncey!"

(Y/N) didn't intend on reading the letters right now but when he saw the beat handwriting on the first letter he decided to give it a quick read. Undoing the letter (Y/N) read through it.

Dear (Y/N),

I just wanted to say that although I'm not thrilled about this 'free Harry' plan. It's nice to see you so caring, please send me a letter when you decide to go through with it.

However if it would be at all possible for you to use a different owl I'd really appreciate it. The one you previously used looked exhausted when it got here.

Anyways please remember to send me another letter soon.

Love Hermione

(Y/N) realised the last time he had talked to Hermione was almost a week ago so Errol must've really been exhausted. Deciding to tell her when he saw her again, (Y/N) put the other letters in his trunk and went downstairs to the Weasley's and Harry.

As the nine of them stood around the fireplace both (Y/N) and Harry were left confused. Mrs Weasley told Ron to demonstrate exactly how the nine of them were going to get to Diagon Alley.

Ron took a handful of some sort of powder from a pot and stood in the fireplace. He called out "Diagon Alley" and was engulfed in green fire. Getting over his initial shock of seeing his friend being consumed by fire (Y/N) soon realised what was happening.

"Mr Weasley I swear I heard the fire going when you got to my house. Was that you using what this stuff is?"

"Precisely (Y/N), Floo Powder is a nifty little invention in the Wizarding World. Now Harry you give it a go."

Despite Harry's wariness he decided to go for it and stood in the fireplace. He took a handful of powder and called out "Diagonally" which just like Ron let him be consumed in green fire but there was something wrong.

"Uhm Mr Weasley you did here what he said right? Where do you think he's going to end up?"

"I'm sure he's fine...uhm your turn now (Y/N). Remember nice and clear, like I said I'm sure Harry's fine but I'd rather know you're completely safe."

"Yeah let's just hope I don't stutter." Letting out a small chuckle (Y/N) took a handful of powder and stood in the fireplace. Looking out at the Weasley's, (Y/N) took a deep breath and spoke clearly.

"Diagon Alley."