Story—Bloodlines
Pairings—dom/sub—HPSS, NLDM, NMLM, ADTR/ADLV, SBRL
Disclaimer—I honestly do not own Harry Potter. If I did, Harry would have landed himself a Slytherin boy, rather than Ginny.
Harry woke with a start. The morning sun dribbled in from the high windows, and an array of owls perched on the long waiting branch outside.
He began to move towards the windows, but was stopped by an odd glowing letter suspended at eye level. He checked it over for malicious spells and curses, before pulling it open.
Dearest Harry,
Happy eighteenth birthday. If you are reading this, than two things are true.
First, is that yours father and I are no longer living. This sorrows me, for all I want in life now is to watch you grow and to live merrily with you and your father until we are all old .Please know that your father and I love you more than words can say.
Second, I know that you after me, and not your father. Harry, you are a Veela, and a dominant, like I am. If you had been born a submissive, the letter your father wrote would have been released at your coming of majority—on your sixteenth birthday.
I understand that you may be confused as to how I was a Veela. Harry, the Evans were not my true parents, and ( as I know that Dumbledore will forgo our decision of who will raise you in our absence, the barmy, evil old man) that the Dursleys are not related to me by blood at all.
I was adopted. I was borne to Thomas M. Riddle, a submissive Veela. Yes, I was born to Voldemort. My mother—or father, dependent on how you think it—was on the run from my father, his dominant mate, Albus Dumbledore. Riddle was used by Dumbledore as a front, forced to act evily and decked out in gruesome glamours whenever he was to be seen by others. I was sent his diary on y eighteenth birthday, against Dumbledore's will. You will find this in your Veela accounts, which you are now able to access since your majority was reached.
As a Dominant Veela, you will find your mate. Submissives come into their majority a, as I said, at sixteen. They then have naturally occurring glamours that hide their innocence and beauty while causing people to be unatracted to them, particularly if that person would have been incredibly attracted to the vela without the glamours, or without the repellent, as a safety measure, for all submissive veela should be virgins when they find their mates. These glamours also hide that they are physically sixteen until mated. When the submissive's dominant comes into majority, the glamour lifts, and after that only the mate can reinstate it.
A submissive will, upon the destruction of glamours, become needy for their mate until their bonding, and will feel compelled to be as endearing—and potentially seductive—as possible. This is a defiance mechanism, as submissives are naturally less prone to self defense and more prone to allowing their dominants to defend them, whenever the dominant is with them and able to. You will know your submissive when you see them, or come into close contact with them at all. You will, then and forever after that, become incredibly—most submissives, like your father, say that we are "overly" so—protective of your mate.
After mating, you will be able to sense your mate and their physical position, and you will have a connection to your mates mind. These will be constant, like a running dialogue in the back of your mind. You will be able to send your submissive sensation and thoughts, but they will not have constant access to your mind and memories. These traits will only stop if your submissive does to want you to be in their minds or to find them, or if your sub has lost all faith and love for you—which is rare, as even Riddle has not left Dumbledore permanently. Any other information on Veela you will be able to find in any book about Veela, which are easy to find
Happy Birthday, Harry. Your father and I love you incredibly much.
Your Mother
Lillian Evans-Potter
Harry put down the letter, and moved to open the window for the waiting owls, and, finding the window to be far closer to him than the night previous, he realized—he had grown nearly a foot overnight!
Severus Snape groaned softly as he disattached himself from the sleeping Draco, and sat up on the couch that they had passed out on upon their m during their mates transformations. Draco was curled with his thumb in his mouth, a habit that would, apparently, make him more endearing to whatever mate he would have. It was one of the oddities that submissive Veelas had, that they would, between their mates coming of age and their mates claiming them, the subs would have endearing habits, that would then typically vanish upon mating.
He stretched his pale limbs, and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes with a delicate fist as he gave a yawn. He straightened his newly resized clothing—as his old cloths would have been far to large on his slighter form. He shook Draco awake, and the two physically sixteen year olds left for breakfast.
The elder Malfoys were in the dining room, Lucius resting sleepily in Narcissa's arms. Females we're infrequently doms, and when they were they were usually exceptionally powerful. Lucius was without his glamours, which he typically wore in the company of others. His true form appeared about twenty years old, or in his late teens, while Narcissa looked to be in her early twenties. Lucius was five foot seven, taller than most submissives, but not untypical for a mate of a female dominant. Narcissa was an exceptionally tall woman, standing at six foot one, and her Amazonian beauty was left unmasked this morning, like Lucius's more delicate beauty.
"Good morning, Mother, Father," Draco said, and Severus uttered a quiet greeting as well. The two sat down, and served their breakfasts, while Narcissa fed Lucius bits of a cinnamon role.
"Your mates must both be spectacularly strong," Narcissa said, slipping another bit of role into Lucius's mouth. "Nothing I've ever read has had account of a submissive feeling the mates transformation and reacting that strongly. You know, you only feel about a fourth of what your mate feels, and usually don't fall unconscious from it. Severus was out instantly, and Draco only lasted about five minutes into it. Even Lucius lasted half an hour while I was transforming."
"I only lasted five minutes? It felt like hours," Draco said, munching on a piece of melon.
"You thought that felt like hours? Try picturing it for half an hour!" Lucius exclaimed, before settling back down to rest his head on his dom's shoulder.
"Lucius, you must remember that Draco's mate must be six times as strong as I am, and that Severus's even stronger than that," Narcissa said, petting his silky golden hair. Her submissive nodded against her shoulder, at which she resumed the feeding of the role. "I was sent an invitation to a party that's being held today at five. I said that the four of us would attend."
"What? I never agreed to such a thing!" Severus protested, his eyes snapping open, and his voice sharp.
"I figured it would be a good chance for you and Draco to find your mates. Who knows, it might be one of the birthday boys," Narcissa said, winning Draco over to the idea instantaneously. "Besides, I already said that we'd all be there, so it would be social suicide for any of us not to go unless we were contagiously ill, and none of us are."
The woman could make a good argument, Severus had to give her that. She was a master at getting what she wanted, and at working people. It was a little known fact, but frequently when in public Narcissa would glamour herself as Lucius and him to keep up the appearance of him being a strong, forceful and charismatic man. Very few people knew the truth, and those that did found it to be an ingenious plan at keeping up appearances and keeping her sub out of harm's way simultaneously.
"We'll have to do some shopping, then," Lucius said, and he and Draco shared a smile. It was from his father that the little Malfoy had inherited his love of shopping. "Who is the party for, and who is hosting it, so we'll know what to purchase?"
"It's at the Longbottom's home," Narcissa said. "It's for…"
Severus groaned. "Harry Potter's and Neville Longbottom's birthday is today. It's for them."