A/N: Yay I've finished my chapter. And have fun reading. I would appreciate some reviews.
He was crouching behind a rock, Draco was nowhere to be seen and they were in the middle of the Battle Class. This time they had to work in pairs and fight only with weapons and wandless silent spells. The winning team would be the pair which was not separated and got the most flags from the other teams. Cassian was the flag wearer of their team and Draco was supposed to defend him but somehow Draco just vanished into thin air. He was getting angry, he had discussed with Draco, that Draco was the better of them to wear the flag and he himself was the better defender with his 'hero-complex', but being a Malfoy he just ran off and Cassian had to go along.
Concentrating his anger of the vampire into his next spell he jumped out of his cover and electrocuted every person around him in a radius of 100 meter which was the whole area of the training room. In the last months he had perfected his control over lightning spells and was getting ahead in most of his classes. Somehow being away from Hogwarts and all the trouble of light and dark magic he could bloom like a flower and he was enjoying his time in Banquest. And it was definitely a plus that Hermione wasn't telling him all the time to do his homework.
His problems of being a prince and the boy-who-lived were in the past since the day he found new friends in a survival class. He had now 2 vampires, 2 werewolfs, 1 fae and 1 elf as friends and if they weren't all together there would always be one of them with him. He also didn't need to fear being attacked from another student because he once fought all the alphas in the school in one fight and somehow managed to survive almost uninjured. That fateful day, well for the school population, he was really pissed off and the alphas had chosen the worst day to attack him. They thought he was getting too full of himself and wanted to show him his place, well it didn't work.
Back to the present, after all the lightning had left the area he took his time looking around. He was standing next to the rock he had used as his shied. The rock was the center of the room and trees and stray rocks were lying randomly in the room. He found the blond vampire next to a tree on the north side of the room and while he walked towards his partner he summoned all the flags from the electrocuted and unconscious students and woke Draco with the enervate spell.
Draco gaped for air and looked a little bit dizzy. Just in time before Draco could start his whining the teacher a bit red in the face appeared in the room and was growling something about 'I should dispel him from class or make a new rule which would not allow lightning in my class! My wonderful created room.'
"Next time Mister Lythem, I'll not see you using this spell ever again in my class and Mr. Malfoy you should listen to Mr. Lythem. If I find you both again in a team with the same jobs you'll be separated immediately and failing the class!" yes the teacher, a werewolf was angry. "Now wake your class mates and leave. If the others are angry it'll be your problem not mine!" and Mr. Copper left stomping out of the room.
Meeting his friends in the dining hall for something to eat for dinner after this fighting class Ramero the fae gestured to the others that Cassian was pissed off. Ramero saw Draco right behind Cassian and immediately knew what was wrong. "What did he do this time? asked the fae with his orange hair standing up like they were electrified and his really dark skin identifying him as a member of the african fae clans. Janosh the german werewolf with brown hair and the typical brown orange eyes couldn't hold his laughter because Draco looked hilarious and the other students of the fighting class streamed inside behind him looking just the same. Cassian gave the wolf his famous watch what your saying or I'll kill you glare. "Draco here thought he knew better and let me be the flag wearer and ran off instead of protecting me. I was already annoyed beforehand and the class was just the top of the ice berg. And now leave it I am hungry and don't want to talk"
Draco didn't want to meet with the dark lord, but he had to. Voldemort would guarantee that magical beings could live in the wizarding world. The current ministry would never allow this and the pure-bloods who thought themselves to be better would come to see that they are wrong. Voldemort himself was in their terms a half-blood. The dark lord would rule, but he would be 'only' the king and there would be a ministry, chosen by himself. And the best thing it would be a mixed ministry - vampires, wizards, witches and all the names-worthy magical beings would govern together under him. His clan had told him he was the best person for the job considering his family circumstances and his friends.
"Draco your late!" hissed the black robed Lord.
"Milord, I was being hold up by Cassians friends." he defended himself. It was true the fae had asked him to stay after and if he would say no, Draco knew he would not win against this fae. Cassians friends were strong, as was the same with Cassian. Cassian didn't knew that he was strong and it didn't really matter to him. It only mattered to him to be left alone when he wanted to be left alone. And if the only way to be left alone was to be strong he would be strong and doing everything to win. No Draco was not strong nor really good in anything beside potions making.
"What did you do?" Draco couldn't believe that everybody thought that he did something wrong whenever he was being hold up by his friends or whenever Cassian was annoyed or even whenever nothing happened.
"Nothing of real importance, only one of our fighting class and Cassian being annoyed by something before the class even had started. His friends and his teachers are trying to get him to attend some classes about being angry and handling ones emotions." The dark Lord stilled. It was a good idea. Cassiand probably needed a class like that, but he feared the reaction.
"How did he take it?"
"They haven't asked him of yet, they only tried to get his signature on a form but his luck prevented every attempt. At this point they are discussing who has to ask him." he reported with the slight fear of being the one to ask. He himself hoped the headmistress would tell Cassian off to go to the class. The school did not need an always annoyed elf prince.
Cassian was walking towards the headmistress office holding the note he had received at breakfast in his left hand. The note was an invitation to meet the headmistress in her office in his free period after the history class. This free period was usually for his homework so that he could do personal research or training in the afternoons. He was curious as to why he had an invitation; not even after his battle with the alphas in the hallways and destroying two got him an invitation. The door to the office was big, tall, old and richly designed and opening on its own.
"Cassian sit please." Was what he was told the moment he had closed the door behind him. The headmistress was not in the room but he heard noise coming from the room next door. He sat in one chair of two in front of the desk; the desk was a war zone with many letters, forms and other things he could not identify. A small monkey in a uniform was holding a tea tray and holding a cup of tea to Cassian, which he gladly accepted. Tea was always good, he did not like the coffee, and there was always coffee in the dining hall, but only in the afternoon's tea. Well, he somehow managed to have at all meals a pot of freshly brewed tea. Every day another tea. Yay!
"So how do you like it in this school?"
"Well, it is better than Hogwarts, Madam."
"I heard you have some problems." She smirked.
"Problems? Well, Mam, if you mean incompetent people surrounding me, yes."
"No, I mean problems with your emotions, especially your anger.", he winced; it was a sore spot he did not like to admit. "I want you to take lessons with a teacher of my choosing, you will give it your best and you'll overcome your annoyance. Afterwards you will be happy and thanking me. An always cool-headed leader is better and more liked than an always annoyed and feared leader. Now take this form, fill it out and send it to the address prescribed on it! Go!"
On the same fateful day an old man with a long white beard and horrendous robes appeared on the grounds of Banquest. The sky screamed with thunder and lightning wanting to protect the school.
A/N: Again I am really sorry for the delay. I have already ideas for the next chapter as you probably see with the cliffhanger.