A/N: OKAY! So, I actually wrote this like a long time ago, but I've finally decided to post it.

Disclaimer: I, pity upon the world, do not own Harry Potter.

Pairings: Draco Malfoy [Dom]/Zara Savannah [Sub]

Other: Tell me if you want what happens next, if not, then this is complete.

Platinum blonde hair and silver-grey eyes are just a few of the captivating qualities of the young man walking down the empty hall. He had an aristocratic look to him that told that he was highly-bred. He wore a dark-green clock that covered any other article of clothing he may have worn. At his side was a long, sleek, lithe black panther with a green collar around its neck that matched its bright, green eyes. It walked patiently by his side, it obviously was either very well trained, or it had a high tolerance (or affection) towards the blonde in question.

They arrived at a pair of large doors; the blonde opened them swiftly, ignoring the many gasps from people who had not known that he would supposedly bring his "familiar". He bowed his head to his lord, ignoring everybody's piercing stares as he sat down, immediately followed by his panther who took the empty seat next to him.

The Dark Lord, Lord Voldemort glanced over at the young man and rose an eyebrow. He looked like he used to at twenty, handsome and dashing, charming and cunning. Short, curled locks of jet black hair shaped his head, although it looked stunning on him. His piercing green eyes looked over at the son of Lord Malfoy in interest.

By his side, looking like he might wet his pants at a moments notice was Peter Pettigrew, who quite frankly looked a lot like a rat. Belle, the panther, snarled at the sight of him, causing him to whimper, and several others to move away (or scoot their chairs further back). She bent down, her posture showing that she was thinking of attacking the rat-man.

The blonde, also known as Draco Malfoy, reached out a hand and tapped her lightly on her muzzle; she stopped, blinking several times before glancing up at him, titling her head to the side. Lord Voldemort, watched with amusement and asked, "Ah, Malfoy junior, tell me, who is your majestic familiar?"

"M'lord, this is Adamma Belle, or Belle, my panther familiar."

"Where did you find such a specimen? Such beauty and grace, a natural hunter, very sleek and refined. Docile yet dangerous, a very good choice Malfoy Jr. After all, a Malfoy only ever gets the best of things. She reminds me of a vampire, graceful, beautiful, and dangerous."

The panther had began preening under his compliments, much to the amusement of everyone who saw; although as soon as he mentioned vampire did she stop and looked mildly hurt, and turned her head, effectively ignoring him, which made the man laugh.

He cleared his throat and turned to a man further down on the table. "Reports Yaxley?" he asked, getting down to business.

"The Eastern businesses you were interested in have agreed to help supply when you need it, for the price of muggle slaves."

The Dark Lord nodded, "Tell them we shall deliver one once a month at the beginning of it. Snape, anything to report from the Order?"

"Just that the fool of an old man is still sending everyone out to search for the Boy-Who-Lived. His younger sister hasn't been found either, although Albus has been making snide comments about her probably being with Lily's Kitsune family."

"Ah yes, we shall have to send someone on that." He turned to look at Crabbe and Goyle, "You two are to search for her. She would be about seventeen now. From what I remember she looked exactly like Lily. Deep auburn hair and green eyes, she'll have black ears and a black tail too."

Belle's ears twitched and she jerked her head to stare at the Dark Lord. She heard a soft shuffling of feet behind him and slinked down, walking underneath the table towards the Dark Lord. Rabastan Lestrange jerked straight up, "Uh, sir, the panther's gone."

Everyone froze and everyone's eyes all turned to look at the empty spot. Only when Lord Goyle yelped did they see a black shape jump into the lap of the Dark Lord and jump up and over his chair, slamming someone invisible onto the ground.

The panther-girl snarled, and pinned the man down as everyone came running over to her. During the leap, she had changed into a human girl. She had dark luscious auburn red hair that was pulled into a ponytail with a few trailing in her face. Her eyes were a flashing green that seemed to be the same color as the Avada Kadavra spell. She had a delicate looking body, although it was finely-toned that showed long hours spent in the sun, and she had muscles, showing she obviously worked out frequently. She had two black ears that flicked this way and that in a distracting manner and a long, tail that reminded everyone of the panther's tail. In her hands were two daggers, glittering in gold with ancient runes written on them.

One was pointed at the man's throat, lightly causing it to bleed and the other was held firmly at his groin. She snarled, showing off two very sharp and lethal looking fangs. "You dare try and harm my Master's Lord?"

The Dark Lord stepped forward and the girl asked him, "Punishment, my master's lord?" Her eyes stayed on the man and she barred her fangs again viciously.

"Rodolphos, Rabastan, send him to the dungeons. We'll deal with him later." He turned to look at the girl again, only to find her purring happily under Malfoy's hands. He raised an eyebrow, "Why don't you tell me who this, Malfoy."

"I am Zara Anessandria Savannah of the Savannah tribe of Kitsune, daughter of Lily Savannah. I am also a witch, my master's lord." She bowed quickly before turning to look at Malfoy, "I'm sorry for speaking without direction, my master."

"It is no problem pet. But do not make a habit of it." He chided softly.

"Of course not Master!" She answered happily; obviously glad she wasn't in trouble.

The Dark Lord looked at her, "Who did you study under?"

She glanced at Malfoy, although she only answered after he nodded, "Under Master Zhi'shi, master of Wizarding and Martial arts. I was his apprentice until two years ago when I completed my course and I was taken under by my master."

"How old are you?"

"Sixteen, I shall be seventeen on Christmas." She answered proudly.

"Who are your parents?"

"James and Lily Potter. Although my mother, when she used to live with our people, used the name, Savannah."

"Goyle, Crabbe, you are off the assignment. Malfoy, I shall be visiting you very soon." He nodded and waved his hand, dismissing them. "Meeting is adjourned, you may leave now." He left the room, presumablely to the dungeons while Malfoy wrapped an arm around the girl's waist, glaring and smirking at one of the boys who had been checking her out. She was wearing a pair of black booty shorts and a slim, fitting black tank top, she was also barefoot. The adults watched amusedly as he Disapparated and reappeared back in his room.

Zara was still contentedly purring while Draco turned to look at her. "Alright, off to bed Zara. You need to rest, understand? Tomorrow, we are going to Diagon Alley."

She yawned briefly, "Okay master." Before she crawled into the master bed, instantly making herself comfortable in the silk sheets and soft, duck-feathered pillows.

Draco rolled his eyes at her ability to quickly fall asleep whenever she wanted, she always called it a 'cat-nap'.

He took off his shoes, putting them in his hamper in his bathroom where they were instantly cleaned and put back in his closet. He pulled off his robe and did the same before unbuttoning his white silk shirt and tossing it elegantly into the hamper before pulling off his pants, leaving him in a pair of soft, comfortable boxers before he turned towards the sink and brushed his teeth.

He brushed his hair afterword before walking back into his large bedroom. He flicked his hand towards the fireplace, allowing it to instantly turn on, letting the room heat up comfortably before turning and walking to his bed and getting in.

As soon as he had lain down, Zara's sleeping body turned, molding it against his body as if it fit perfectly and he wrapped an arm around her waist, spooning her as he fell asleep, content for the moment.

When he woke up, it was to the aching pleasure of a body pressed up against him, with an endearing tail that lightly brushed his legs and stomach back and forth, certainly not helping his morning wood.

His left eye twitched slightly before noticing that his partner was still asleep, a small, relaxed smile on her pretty face.

Draco sighed before he sat up and made his way into the bathroom, silencing spells and locking spells being put into place as he went.

When he came back out, an hour later, completely sedated and shower-afresh, he walked into Zara waking up. It took approximately five minutes for her to finish stretching and yawning before she managed to barely pull herself out of the bed and stumble to Draco.

She crawled into his lap, putting her head on his chest and purred sleepily. "Mmm… morning master." She yawned.

"Good morning my little sleeping beauty." He ran his hand down her back, causing her to arch forward, while purring madly.

He wrapped his arms around her, content to let his sleep in his arms. He'd like that a lot, he decided, already noticing that her body against his was causing a certain body part to awaken again. He moaned softly, which her ears caught. "Is something wrong master?"

"Nothing at all, my pet. Go and take a shower, we're leaving whenever you're done getting ready."

She nodded and got up, immediately heading into the bathroom to do just as her master asked. Draco sighed and slumped in his chair, completely un-Malfoy-ish. The bloody woman was going to be the death of him, and she didn't even know it.

He just had to wait until she was seventeen and then she wouldn't be getting out of his bed for several days so he could have his wicked way with her.

He mulled over what he was going to do with her and tapped his manicured fingers against the chairs arm in thought. This was going to be a long day indeed.

A/N: Hahaha, I love Draco's possessiveness, besides. He's always going to be a Dominant. There's no way he could be Submissive. He's a Malfoy for Merlin's sake. Pop in your input.