"": dreams.

Italics: thinking.

Bold: Letters and notes.

-/-: time lapse.

Chapter one- Harry's Inheritance

Dr Mr Potter,

Congratulationson having now reached the age to receive your inheritance. We at Gringotts Bank would like to invite you to take your Dominant/Submissive trials, a test in order to determine whether you recognise as a Dominant or a Submissive. These trials will also uncover whomever has been deign fit to serve as your Dominant/Submissive. Please arrive by 3pm, on the 1st of August to take your trials. We at Gringotts await your arrival.

Cordially, Griphook

Harry's breath had caught in his throat upon reading the short but very precise letter from Gringott's. He had woken up this morning and instantly known something was different, not only was he slightly taller, but it felt as if his hair had become tamer. Making his way over to the small mirror that hung on the back of his door he gasped softly. His eyes had softened but were brighter, his body had become slender and more feminine. His hair was now hanging just below his shoulder, was straight and pure black. He couldn't believe it, he almost looked pretty, he turned his face this way and that, looking at his new appearance, until.

"DUDDLEY, WERE GOING," Vernon yelled from down stairs, seconds later Harry could hear the door slam. He walked over to the window and pulled the curtain aside, watching as his uncle and cousin got in the car and drove away. He smiled happily to himself, it was just him and Petunia for a whole two weeks. He quickly got dress in black fitted jeans and a green turtleneck, looking again in the mirror before running down stairs and into the open arms of Petunia.

"Oh Harry look at you! You look so beautiful," She said, finally pulling away and getting a better look at him. She placed her hand on his face, and a soft smile graced her lips. Leaning up she placed a kiss on his forehead. Harry was so happy that he finally had the family he had always dreamed about. Sure it was only Petunia, but that was more than he ever though he would have. Harry remember the day just like this one, when Vernon and Dudley had gone away, and she has sat him down and talked about how much he truly loved him, and was so proud of him for what he had achieved. Harry laughed softly and shook his head, beautiful was a word he had never heard before, in his direction anyway. He smiled and turned towards the kitchen ready to make a breakfast fit for a king.

"What would you like for breakfast this morning?" he said opening the fridge to see what he actually cook.

"Oh Harry, you don't need to do that, I can cook" She replied, a hint of sadness in her voice. Harry knew that tone far too well now, it was the tone of her regretting what she forced herself to do to him for so many years. Harry turned to her and smiled, pulling her into a tight hug, before whispering into her ear.

"You know I forgive you aunty, now stop worrying and tell me what you want for breakfast" he pulled back and smiled his green eyes lighting up. "Besides you know how much I love cooking" Petunia gave a small laugh and smiled back, before letting Harry go and walking over to the kitchen table to watch him cook, but not after telling him she would love some of his special made pancakes. Upon hearing her request, Harry started straight away, knowing that they had enough of everything for two plates full of pancakes, making sure he had all the ingredients set up, and quickly got to work.

-1 hour later-

Once they had both finished their meal and pushed their plates aside, Harry pulled out the letter he had received that morning. Opening it he handed it to Petunia asking her to read it. He watched as she grab it and read it over, although it was only short she took her time. Once she was finished she looked up at Harry with wide eyes and smiled.

"Well it looks like you will be going to Gringotts tomorrow then huh?" she asked with a laugh. He smiled back in return. However she could see that he was nervous about going, she reached over and placed her hand over his.

"It will be alright harry" she softly.

"But what if I come out as being a submissive?" he replied in a queasy voice. Petunia immediately knew where he was coming from. Harry hated feeling like someone owned him or ruled his life.

"Harry no matter what happens, you will always be loved, and if you do find out you're a submissive, I'm sure your mates will love you ever so much" she reached across the table and stroked his cheek with her hand. He smiled up at her and nodded. He wasn't looking forward to tomorrow, but he knew it would ok. He smiled, and picked up the plates that littered the table, taking them over to the sink to wash them. Filling the sink, he scrubbed the dishes while thinking about what tomorrow was going to bring. What happens if I get someone I don't even like? What if they hurt me? Lock me up? Keep me away from my family? Harry shock his head quickly, trying to get the thoughts to stop, he sighed and his hands stilled. He was not looking forward to this, but he knew if he didn't the goblins would do something even worse to him. Leaving the dishes in the sink he walked to the hall to grab a coat of the hanger, stepping outside he noticed Petunia already waiting for him. Whenever Dudley and Vernon went away, he and Petunia would always go on walks after breakfast and today was no different. The walk was peaceful, but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't shake the thoughts that plague his mind.

He went to bed that night the thoughts still there, hopefully tomorrow would bring good news. He slept restlessly that night, tossing and turning before eventually settling around 1 in the morning. Tomorrow was going to be a big day for Harry, but not even he knew how big.

Hello all, so this is my new story, I know I only posted Once Bitten a few days ago, and don't worry I'm not going to forget about that one, I've just had this one lying around, cause I wrote it ages ago. So I decided to continue with this one, and here it is. Hope you like it! Read, review and follow!

Soul :)