It was the summer after fourth year and Harry James Potter lay depressed on his bed at the Dursley's house. Glancing at the clock he sighed as it read 12 am, and the date was July 31 1995. Closing his eyes, Harry let himself fall asleep unknown to the fact that he'd just come into his creature inheritance as a dominant Royal Fae.
Sept 1:
Three and a half weeks later Harry sat quietly, at the Gryffindor table observing everyone and subconsciously looking for a submissive mate. Suddenly, he felt eyes piercing into his back, so straighting up Harry turned and met onyx colored eyes full on. Narrowing his own, icy green glare Harry leaned forward slightly and assumed a subconscious Royal pose. Onyx eyes widened and assumed a panicked look, before they went blank. Finally, Snape submitted and turned his eyes downward respectfully, allowing Harry to see just how submissive he was.
Keeping the pose, Harry glanced around the hall and saw that 10% of the population were submissives. Even Dumbledore was one! Now that was a shock, a very big shock. The only person unaffected was Delores Umbridge, the so called Defense Teacher. Standing, Harry walked up to the stage where Fudge and Umbridge stood now. Walking around Umbridge, Harry sniffed slightly and growled. " Banshee."she spat out the name with hatred, as the Banshee's glamour came off." What are you doing out of Ireland, hag?" Cackling, the death omen moaned out"Perhaps I wanted a change in scenery.." Snarling now, at the threat to the submissives, Harry snapped"Nothing with you is random. Tell me. What is it?" Grinning evilly, the Banshee eyed Harry and said " Warnings are near my friend.. warnings are near.."then she vanished into a mist.
Still on edge, Harry looked around the hall at the other dominants and snapped out an order " Take the submissives to their quarters. Make sure there is more then one together. I don't want them alone. Then I want half of the dominants to guard the quarters and halls near them. The other half are with me, to patrol the school halls." Nodding, in acceptance the rest of the dominant students or teachers stood and led the Submissives to the common rooms or the teachers quarters. " And Mr. Filch. We are now on a school wide lockdown. Please inform the ghosts and poltergeist to actively search for a Banshee." Grumbling away, the caretaker walked away to inform the Baron about the lockdown. _Half way through the night, Harry was patrolling alone in a corridor when all of a sudden he heard a hoarse " Your Highness." Whipping around, Harry swore violently in the Fae's native language of Irish Gaelic, as the Baron floated next to him slowly. " Baron, I apologize for my language. Ah, you surprised me is all. " Harry murmured to the ghost. " Tis fine child. If it is more comfortable for you- then why not use it? My apologies as well, butI have come to inform you that it seems that the Banshee has disappeared from this castle altogether. " the ghost spoke quietly. Frowning, Harry said " Then where did she go?" as he relaxed his postured from the Royal stance he had kept all night. Turning back to the Baron, Harry said " Please inform the other dominants that they are able to go to bed now. But could you please keep patrolling the halls?" Recieving an affirmative, Harry walked briskly towards the tower deep in thought.
Finally, upon reaching it he entered and found all the submissives downstairs waiting for orders. Sighing, Harry took up the Royal stance again and ordered through a general submissive link'Any submissive not in bed is ordered to bed now!' Suddenly through all of Hogwarts there was a rush of commotion as every single submissive changed and dove into bed all at once. Finally, Harry headed up to bed and crashed face first onto it without bothering to change. Subconsciously checking everyone, he was happy to 'see' everyone was asleep or falling asleep.