The world shook that day. Such was the impact the burst of magic, one that no one had ever witnessed before, traveled across the whole world. Reducing several surveillance and other tracking devices useless.
This magic wasn't like any other. It showed no traces of conventional magic but it was surely magic. Wasn't it?
What else could it be?

As the man with the long white beard stood up, though a bit scuffed up, he faced a view he never in his life, and a really long one at that, expected to view. The girl which had attacked him was laying unconscious on the floor. There were no injuries on her and the boy beside her, the boy the man had accidentally hit, was completely untouched.
And beside the two children stood a man.

No... He was barely a man. Almost like a ghost he had no presence and you could almost see through him. The beared man reached for his wand again but was stopped by a single raised finger in his direction.
And the words spoken by the ghost froze the air in his lungs.

-" Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, "- the ghost said -" are you impressed with her abilities?"

-" Her abilities? Who... Who are you?! "- the man called Albus Dumbledore demanded to know.

-" I no longer have a name to be called by. "- the ghost simply answered -" As for her... she's your biggest ally or your worst enemy. Choose."

-" What are you talking about?! "- Dumbledore asked -" She attacked me without any emotion... is she under the Imperious curse?"

-" Oh no, no. Don't worry about her. "- Ghost told him -" She acted on instinct, mostly anyway..."

-" 'Mostly'? "- Dumbledore asked.

-" Yes. She still can't control her powers very well, you should be grateful for that, and using them under this type of situations will result in a complete blackout."- Ghost explained -" But, I should note that she would have most certainly killed you if she did control her abilities."

-" Kill me? For trying to protect Harry? "- Dumbledore asked, almost hitting himself for revealing who the boy was.

-" She didn't know that, did she? "- Ghost mocked -" In her eyes you, of all people, attacked them and knocked out Harry, someone very important to her, and for all she could think you would try to harm him again."

-" She did what many other people do. "- Ghost said -" What do muggles call it? It was... Ah, yes! "Shoot first, ask later." Or something like that."

Dumbledore blinked in astonishment at the man in front of him before turning his eyes to the two unconscious children. Now, since the previous tension was gone, he could clearly see a faint aura around the two and Dumbledore could also sense that the girl was powerful.
Too powerful...

-" What is she? "- the man asked in a quiet voice.

-" A plan B to your master plan. Almost like a fail-safe in case something goes wrong."- Ghost answered with a wicked grin -" Isn't she perfect?"

-" What are you talking about?! "- Dumbledore stood tall and all but shouted at the man.

-" You don't have any reason to be mad at me... I did you all a favor. We did. "- Ghost snarled at Dumbledore -" The girl will never betray that boy and will willingly trade her life in favor of him."

-" What? "- Dumbledore asked in a quiet voice, filled with worry and confusion -" For someone she doesn't even know?"

-" Correct. "- Ghost emotionlessly said -" She was made to do just that. To protect him at all costs."

-" She's a child! "- Dumbledore thundered to the mad man.

-" She is not just a child. She has no right to be called that after she became what she is. "- Ghost told the perplexed man -" She serves only the purpose of protecting your 'golden' boy and nothing else."

-" What did you do to her? "- Dumbledore asked, lowering his head as to not show the rage and fury in his now shadowed eyes.

-" We created the most pure and darkest shadows. "- Ghost answered -" And your boy will have complete control over her actions just in case. "- Ghost added.

-" She's a child... What have you done to her? "- Dumbledore asked once more.

Ghost looked at the old wizard and maliciously grinned at the sight. This was all going according to plan...

-" We did what we had to in order to protect the boy and fulfill the prophecy we were given. "- Ghost answered.

-" Prophecy you were given? "- Dumbledore asked confused.

-" A child will be born. And with him, Light shall come to guide us to a new Era. But beware, for danger comes to those of power... And for such, Darkness shall unite with the Light and together both will decide the fate of the world as we know it. "- Ghost answered.

Dumbledore frowned and tried to make sense of what he had just been told.
His mind was confused and he just couldn't understand the complete implications of what that prophecy might lead to.

-" What are your plans? "- He asked the almost transparent man.

-" My goals are... "- he answered.

The greatest wizard in history was shocked about what he heard. It was almost mechanically that he cast a spell on both of the children and returned to what he had been doing before he was called to Little Whinging.
He wasn't certain what made him sure of that but there was this slow sinking feeling that he had just faced a bigger threat than Voldemort could ever hope to become.

And it was with thoughts like those that his mind wondered just how much they had done to the young girl for her to become the 'perfect' darkness. He shuddered.
Truthfully he didn't want to know.
Oh, well... Two more years before he would have to worry about Harry finding all about the magic world. The Ghost had said that even Lilith herself knew nothing about magic. Other than the most basic things like what she was and how it was best to not be seen.

Once again, Dumbledore sighed.
He was getting too old...

The Ministry was in an array of mayhem.
There had been a massive outburst of Magic that nearly blanked the whole area with power. Alerting several more gifted muggles and muggle-borns to what seemed to be a peculiar breeze.
Worse, the loss of too many surveillance equipment made the Ministry wonder:

What had just happened in Little Whinging?

When they woke up, both Harry and Lilith were pretty disoriented. They remembered running off from Mrs. Figg but not much else.
Of course that didn't stop Lilith from becoming overly excited that they had the rest of the afternoon to do what they wanted. Or Harry from feeling that particular warm tingling inside his chest.

Hours passed before Harry was walked back to the Dursley's house by Lilith. And it was then Harry noticed something was not good.
He saw Aunt Marge by the door. With her bulldog Ripper.

-" Oh, not Aunt Marge... "- Harry muttered in a low and pleading voice.

Harry had completely forgotten that his Aunt and Uncle had mentioned that Aunt Marge was going to spend a few days in their house because of Dudley's birthday. Though she would most likely be unable to make it to the party itself due to other already planned arrangements.
And now there she was, right in front of the door that Harry least wanted to go through.

Fortunately the big woman didn't heard him. Unfortunately, the dog sensed Lilith from miles away and was on his guard and seething when she suddenly appeared at the driveway.

Barking the dog wanted nothing more than to bite the far from normal girl, even if a small (almost null) portion of his brain was warning him that it would not be in his best interest to actually harm (or anger) the girl.
Turning around to see why her lovely and sweet bulldog Ripper was barking, she saw her good for nothing nephew and a girl. A dirty and scruffy looking girl that was wearing no shoes and one of her nephew's old hand-me-downs that was also equally dirty.

She was about to give the pair a piece of her mind when the door opened and out came her brother Vernon.
The beefy man gave the also beefy woman a cheerful greeting but his air of relaxation and lightheartedness vanished as soon as he also spotted the pair. He remembered from Dudley's input during mealtime conversations that Harry had recently been around a girl, as strange as him, and that the two had seemed very friendly between the them.

That had left Dudley 'upset' because the girl had mocked him and when he tried to show the girl her place he had been hit by both of them. Resulting in the wounds he had received that day because how could he, such a gentle and caring boy, face two hooligansalone?
Though before Vernon or Marge could tear into the two, the loud and clear voice of Lilith sounded first:

-" Oh, hey! You're Harry's aunt and uncle, right? We were just here to say that Harry will sleep over at my place today, 'kay? Bye now!"

And promptly turned, grabbed Harry's hand, and hightailed out of there.
Harry didn't utter a word as he was still replaying what had just happened back there. And when he realized what exactly Lilith did he facepalmed. How could she just talk to those adults like that?! Wasn't she scared...

Oh, wait... It's Lilith. She probably wouldn't fear a lion even if it stood right in front of her.

But he allowed himself to bask in the warm feeling that tingled inside his chest as Lilith dragged him back to the woods, she had purposely lied so he wouldn't face his family again for a while plus her laughter seemed to make all his worries and fears simply fade.
He was lucky to have her as a friend.

Although, at that same moment, someone else was just figuring out the implications about what he had just learned. He sighed and dropped the papers he was reading (and analyzing).

-" Harry, the-boy-who-lived, and... Lilith, an Ancient... "- that someone said.

The person got up from his chair and tossed the papers into the fireplace. Thinking that no one would ever have to know about them. They were cold cases anyway... No one needed to know what truly had happened.

And certainly not the girl that had been betrayed by her very existence.
What terrible fate...

And so the papers burned as the man left. Turning the already dark titles into ashes.

- VICIOUS ATTACK ON CATTLE!

- ANOTHER TOWN HAS SPOTTED THE KILLER BEAST

- TEENS KILLED IN FREAK ACCIDENT

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Ashes, ashes we all fall down...

Another update! An already delayed and late one, so sorry...

A bad ending to the chapter but I have been interested in crime stories and gory ones at that!
A bit of background information and a few more secrets and mysteries for you guys.

To the person who can figure out what an Ancient is, I'll reward you with a special chapter!

Alright, bye for now! Enjoy the chapter, follow and favorite. Comment at will!