A/N: So, this is the beginning, I've actually rewritten this chapter three times. Tell me what you think.

Pairings: Draco Malfoy(Dom)/Harry Potter(Sub)[Christened: Rayné(pronounced Rain) Lily Potter], Sirius Black(Sub-Dom)/Severus Snape(Dom)/Remus Lupin(Sub), Blaize Zambini(Dom)/Hermione Granger(Sub), Luna Lovegood(Sub)/George Weasley(Dom), Theodore Nott(Dom)/Neville Longbottom(Sub), Fred Weasley(Sub)/Oliver Wood(Dom)

Bashing: Some Dumbledore, Ron Weasley, Obviously Dursley's, and the rest of the Wizarding Population xD

Talking = Rayné mind-speak

Talking = Aton mind-speak

//Talking// = Baltasar talking

//Talking// = Zania talking

[Talking] = Aachen talking

[Talking] = Draco talking

Disclaimer: Unfortunate for all, I do not own HP stories. If I did, it would be filled with so much drama and action and romance that it would be off the charts. XD However, I do own my own plot so if I see you've stolen it without giving me the proper credit, I will hunt you down. I will find you. And I will kill you, cheerfully with a spork and blade of grass.

Other: I'm a official member of Goofy Goober! Yay!


Prologue

Peace. Love. Happiness. I had to give up those growing up; they were viciously ripped away from me as a child. Pain. Suffering. Hatred. Malice. I grew up in harsh conditions, and was treated like a slave. I always promised to myself, someday, I'm going to make it out of here and I'm going to be free.

Well that day came on my eleventh birthday and I've been caged, captured, tortured, loved, suffered, and finally I now have peace. I can't help but be thankful for all my hardships, they've made me who I am today, and for that, I am thankful because without them, I wouldn't be the Fighter. Survivor. Leader. That I am today.

I am thankful and I am proud, I have friends, family, admirers, crushes, business partners, associates, school mates, enemies, but most importantly, I have me and I am proud to call myself Rayné Lily Potter, daughter of James and Lily Potter.

Chapter 1

'It's now fall, September 1st to be exact. Finally, time to go to Hogwarts. This outta be good. With Voldemort gone, I had finally gotten a little time to myself while the Wizarding Community got itself back together.' She, with the help of many, had defeated Tom Riddle, at the end of her sixth year. So peace fell upon them, and Rayné couldn't help but wonder if anyone else had changed like her.

Rayné had defiantly changed, physically and mentally. Her long black hair had been chopped off when she had been tortured by Voldemort, so she went with it, letting it spray out in thousands of directions, its length was a little past her ears. She had gotten rid of her glasses, instead, and had gotten a spell to fix them. Her bangs still partially covered her lightning-bolt scar, although it had faded slightly to look like a normal scar and not a cursed one.

She had come into her inheritance, finding out that she was a pure-blood Dark Elf, extremely rare and according to purebloods, you might want to keep it hidden because you would be hounded for marriage in seconds. Not to mention the fact that she was royalty.

For her "welcome-back-to-Hogwarts" trip to the school, she decided to wear a snug black halter top, covering absolutely everything illegal to show in public, but not an inch more; a pair of tight, light blue faded jeans that showed off her curves well. She also had a pair of willingly given Dragon Hide boots and a jacket.

Her body had filled out, letting curves stand out. Her face had become more profound and aristocratic. Arched eyebrows, aristocratic nose, sharp cheekbones, a smooth clear-face, slightly slanted eyes that gave her a slightly feral look to them, and a full, generous mouth. Her eyelashes were long, giving her an unearthly vibe, along with her tanned skin with a slight bluish tint to them, and her ears were pointed, although they were hidden in her hair, except for the top.

Her aura as she walked through the muggle train station was a dangerous Don't-piss-me-off vibe. She glanced at the train stop before heading straight threw the wall. Boredly, she waved a hand out her suitcase, allowing it to rise silently behind her. She walked over to the luggage, dropping it gently next to the other bags and belongings. Hedwig was already at Hogwarts, and Hades, her family's eagle, was currently dropping a letter off at home.

As she walked over to the train, the crowd parted, allowing her to pass through; everyone had turned to look at the exotic girl. She smirked slightly at seeing them do this before she came upon seeing Draco Malfoy standing next to his father. She had saved Lucius and Draco by allowing Lucius to spy for her, and when trails came, she had put up a fierce fight, shocking many by practically screaming at everybody. She nodded once to him, and Lucius nodded once back before looking around dispassionately as always. She winked at Draco, who didn't know what she looked like yet; she hadn't seen him since the trial.

He blinked several times before smirking and basically leering at her, much like most of the male population. She mentally rolled her eyes before climbing onto the train and moving to the back of the train and sat down in an empty compartment. She sat down with a sigh and leaned back, resting her feet on the other seat before closing her eyes. Her enhanced hearing caught the gist of several different conversations.

"…did you catch a look at the girl? She's a bloody beaut!..."

"…did you see those earrings? They must have cost a fortune…"

"…Merlin, that arse looked so…"

"…she's just an attention-seeking whore, obviously…" That would be Parkinson. Rayné snorted softly, Parkinson had just described herself.

The train started soon after that, and Rayné dozed quietly before a knock on her door was heard. She stood up, brushing the wrinkles out of her shirt before she opened the door and raised an eyebrow. Draco Malfoy, Blaize Zambini, and Greg Goyle were standing outside of her door. "Yes?" she asked softly.

Malfoy looked at her, ignoring the leering looks from the two behind him towards her and spoke elegantly, "I was merely wondering if we could sit with you, all other compartments are full."

Rayné nodded silently once before turning and sitting down next to the window. They followed and sat down, Zambini and Goyle on the other seat and Malfoy next to her. She crossed her legs and rested her head on a hand as she stared out into the scenery.

Draco Malfoy had been having a boring day, he had gotten up, taken a shower, fixed his hair, put on his normal black robes, gone downstairs and eaten breakfast then waited for his father before they had both left for the train station. It was there that he met a shock, a new girl. A perfectly beautiful new girl, who Draco had just decided that he wanted to add to his collection of beautiful things, he only hoped that she would be a pure-blood. When she winked at him, he smirked, not caring to hide the fact that he was imagining her body against his. After she entered the train, he turned to his father, "Do you know who that was?"

"Who?" Lucius asked boredly, he was glad this was the last time he had to drop off his son, especially with Narcissa dead.

"The new girl, the one who just walked by." Draco stated.

"Ah her, I do not know, why don't you find out?"

"Fine, I shall." He turned and walked off haughtily, before climbing onto the train.

Rayné turned away from the window, looking at the boys who didn't even care to hide the fact that they were checking her out. Draco smirked again before introducing himself, "I'm Draco Malfoy, that's Greg Goyle and Blaize Zambini." Rayné just raised an eyebrow for answer. Draco looked at her slightly impatiently, "And you are?"

Rayné held in a laugh, oh this was going to be fun. "Why, I'm surprised at you Draco, I thought you'd at least remember me. After all the fun times and nights were shared. Dueling for dominance, where we usually ended up on the floor with you on top." Draco looked at her strangely, obviously not getting anything besides the "hidden" innuendo. She breathed out slowly before leaning forward, letting her lips just barely touch his skin, almost like a soft tickle, and whispered while lightly blowing into his ear. "After all, 'Mione landed a punch pretty hard and when playing Quiddlitch, we do get a little rough."

She smirked at his now-shocked face. "Potter? You're bloody Potter?"

"The one and only." She laughed softly and leaned back slightly, "That was much too easy Malfoy, far too easy."

"How the bloody hell did you get so hot?" Draco exclaimed.

"I came into my inheritance, love. My new family gave me a make-over, they couldn't let a princess walk around like a waif. So, I changed, do you like it, Dray?"

"Royalty? What did you exactly come in to?"

She winked and leaned farther forward so her lips were centimeters away from his and whispered, "You'll have to find out." She smirked before standing up, "If you'll excuse me, I need to change." She reached up to grab a small bag that was a carry-on before she walked out of the compartment.

Rayné shook her head; it was far too easy to mess with the boys.

Rayné sighed and looked around the Great Hall, this was getting old quickly. Dumbledore kept chatting about prosperity and change and "learning a lesson about the dark side" at which she snorted loudly, gaining the attention of the people around her and put her hand over her mouth before speaking in an asthma-sounding voice, "Luke, join the dark side. We have cookies."

At which every immediately began laughing before they were quieted by the glare McGonagall sent them. By the time that Dumbledore that almost finished his ten minute lecture, almost half of the population of the school had started nodding off in their seats. "The Forbidden Forest is indeed forbidden and please let me remind you that any sacrificial ceremonies will be cut off, I would appreciate it if my students weren't eaten by their classmates. Now, we must welcome the newest addition to our staff, Professor Elwood, who will be taking on the subject of the newly added class, Muggle Defense. Professor Witcurl will be our new Muggle Studies teacher; and Professor Hokanson is going to be our new Spell Lore teacher and Professor Lupin and Professor Black who will both be teaching Defense Against the Dart Arts."

"Without further ado," mock-snorts and laughter filled the room, "let us have a great year! Gigaso Bigafsto Strodusms." Food immediately filled up the tables, and the teachers watched silently as the children instantly attacked the food as if they'd never get another meal.

Rayné tapped her fingers on the table as she toyed with her food, not really hungry and glanced up, feeling someone stare at her. Malfoy sat watching her, his eyes, even from the distance Rayné could see where they lay and her mouth twisted in a perfect Malfoy smirk, causing several students who sat near her shiver and look away. She watched his reaction as she silently and wandlessly made a glamour so it looked like she was eating except that only two people could see what she was actually doing, Malfoy and herself. She unbuttoned one of the small buttons on her white, pressed button-up top and undid another, watching as Malfoy's eyes remained fixed on her hands.

She undid a third and slowly, sensuously began rubbing a hand over her cleavage, watching as his hands tightened their grip on the table's edge. She undid a fourth then a fifth, allowing her black bra to show, and showing off her healthy-dose of breasts. She could tell that he was obviously having a hard-time breathing and his gaze had turned predatorily as he watched her. She smirked and unbuttoned the rest, also showing off her belly piercing; she grabbed a strawberry and dipped it in a small bowl of chocolate before taking a bite. A drip landed on her breast and she easily ran her finger over it, before sticking it in her mouth, tasting the chocolate.

She finished chewing and glanced at Malfoy before snapping her fingers and her shirt buttoned back up and it looked like nothing had ever happened. She pulled the glamour off and glanced around the hall, she glanced up at the professors table before she noticed that Professor Elwood was staring hard at her. Her lip twitched into a soft smile before she pulled his mind towards hers and laughed.

Hello Aton.

You are so lucky that no one else caught that little act. Besides, I think that the blondie is having a seizure. Rayné knew that he was smirking and feeling very proud of himself for that comment.

You are absolutely no fun, besides I'm supposed to find a Dominate worthy of being my mate, I need to know that I have the Prince of Slytherin under my control. It's a womanly pride thing, you wouldn't understand.

I should hope not; I'd hate to become a conquest of yours. Your family would skin me alive.

After sucking you magically dry and then they'd eat you! She smiled brightly at that thought.

Sadistic little chit you are, you know?

You love me for it, though.

Obviously. Now, hurry up, everyone is leaving.

Bye Aton.

See you later, princess.

Rayné blinked several times before shaking her head and stood up, following everyone else out of the Great Hall and headed up with the Gryffindor's to the den of lions. She ignored the whispering of the First year's whispers, "Is that Rayné Potter?" "Oh sweet Merlin, it is!" "We're Gryffindor's! Can you believe it?" She rolled her eyes and followed everyone through the portrait of the Fat Lady and sat down in one of the chairs as Professor McGonagall entered the room, gaining everyone's attention.

"Well, my brave Gryffindor's, welcome to another year at Hogwarts, or for you First year's, welcome to Hogwarts. Now, I understand that since the War, we have lost many brave Gryffindor's, so with that in mind, I want you to try your best to keep their memory alive, by working hard and doing your best. Now, go settle in." She clapped her hands quickly, and turned and walked back into her room.

Everyone jumped up, and started heading to their assigned rooms. Rayné yawned and followed Hermione into their private rooms; they had decided after she told her of her new inheritance that she get out of the public rooms, so she ended up staying with Hermione in her Perfect private room. She smiled at 'Mione and quickly changed into a undershirt and sweats before she curled up into the bed next to 'Mione that they had asked to be added at the beginning of school.

Rayné drifted to sleep, thinking of how strange things seemed to be.


A/N: First chappa. Give me your honest brutal opinion pleases.