Chapter 1

Occupants of Number 4 Privet drive in Little Whinging,Surrey, appeared for all purposes like a normal family . But that was just on the surface .

You see, Dursleys had a secret, a secret whose name was Lillith Dorea Potter, AKA their niece . The Dursleys hated Lillith,seemingly with no reason except that she existed, or at least, that was what it looked like to her . However, unkown to her, the focus of the Dursleys hate wasn't Lillith herself but her ability to command a form of energy that was simply called magic .

Unkown to them all, magic wasn't the only energy that she could manipulate . She also had another type of energy at her beck and call, or at least, she will have, and it was called youki-the life force of youkai otherwise known as demons .

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The night was slowly descending upon the Privet drive and all but one of its occupants were preparing for the blissful peace of the land of Morpheus .

That one individual was currently laying face down on the floor of her cupboard, trying not to make a sound as she felt the fire rage in her brain, courtesy of the numerous cuts,bruises and broken bones that were spread out throughout her body . While Lillith was fighting back the tears and cries of pain caused by her injuries she remembered how her dear Uncle Vernon gifted her those same injuries .

Flashback start

Lillith was walking down the road, slowly trudging through the quiet streets of the place she was forced to call home . It was just another day of pretending in school, forced to deliberatly act and do worse than Dudley . The teachers of course knew that she was much, much smarter than she made herself out to be, after all, one doesn't simply go from being the smartest in the class to being the dumbest overnight .

They tried to make her tell them why, of course, but the only thing they got from her was a strong shiver as she remembered her motivation to do worse than her cousin . Since they realised that they will get nothing out of her on her reasons, they simply resolved to help her in any way possible .

They would ask her to remain during the break so that her cousin couldn't get to her, when they would give out class assignment hers would have another, harder one, glued to the back and she would merely give it in during the brreak when tey would keep her back for her detention . All of that, along with hiding in the library during Dudleys games of Lillith hunting,made her have a great love for books and knowledge in general .

Anyway, back to Lillith, she has finally gotten to her pris ... er that is,her home and she tried to enter with as little noise as possible . Her attempts were for naught, seeing how her uncle already was waiting for her . What especially teriffied her were the fire poker he was holding in his right hand, and the belt he was holding in his left .

Next few hours to her were a whirlwind of pain, the only difference being whether it was a dull pain of punches,sharp pain of belt lashes or the white hot pain of the fire poker being dug into her skin . After the first half an hour, she couldn't take it any more and retreated to her safe haven, her mind . She realised that she could enter her mindscape durin the last annual birthday beating, her sixth, if she remembered correctly .

Her mindscape took on a form of a castle that was eerily familiar to her,yet she couldn't place it where had she seen it . It didn't matter to her now it was her safe place where she could retreat to whenever she couldn't take what was happening to her ever harmed her here, except ...

During her exploration of the dungeon, she had found aroom with blood red chains holding it shut and some form of black tar oozing out through the rare cracks on the wall . When she touched the black tar she suddenly heard a high pitched voice screech „Avada Kedavra˝ followed shortly by a flash of bright green light and a sharp pain in her forehead, right where her scar was .

The scar on her forehead was something she hated and loved at the same time . From what her Aunt had told her, she gained that scar in the car crash that killed her parents . She hated how the scar was a reminder of the fact that she lost her parents, but at the same time it also made her different than the Dursleys, a fact that she loved .

Suddenly she was pulled from her musings when she felt her body being thrown into her cupboard .

Flashback end

Lillith was pulled from her recollection of the past by the loud chime of the clock stationed in the hallway . It was midnight . Lillith smiled, half contently,half grimly . She was seven now . Just as she realised this, she felt a warmth emitting from her navel .

That warmth soon turned into a blazing inferno that raged through her body, seemingly being drawn to her injuries, no matter how many there were . It was a slow and agonizing process . Fire slowly traveled from one injury to another healing them, she realised . That brought a small smile to her face before she frowned . While it did eliminate the threat of infection, it also meant that she will most probably recieve another lesson in the morning .

She started relaxing, thinking that the agony was finally over . She was wrong . The blazing inferno seemed drawn to her face and lower back this time .

The fire in her face slowly started affecting her . Her attention was first drawn to her eyes,seein how they were most sensitive . The fire seemed to burn through her optic nerves, if she remembered the name correctly . Suddenly, whole world seemed to shift into focus . She was able to see perfectly, even in the complete darkness of her cupboard . The dark did nothing to impair her vision, not at fact, the only thing it did was to add a new shade to everything around her . Even through pain, she was able to marvel at the level of detail she could now see .

Next, the fire retreated to her mouth, more precisely her teeth . She felt her fangs prickling at first, then growing, sharper and longer every second . Compared to her eyes, this was almost completely painless and seemed to be over in a matter of moments .

After her teeth, she felt the fire fill her nose . It felt as if she inhaled a mass of flames . When it was done, she was left reeling from all the new scents that assaulted her senses . She could smell rich,thick scent of the wood that made the stairs above her head intermingled with the scent of her clothes,that were nothing more than Dudleys old cast-offs, and the scent of her blood that flowed on the floor of the cupboard .

Lastly, fire started creeping towards her ears . She waited to feel the changes, but was surprised when the fire started moving, taking her ears along for the ride . Once it reached the top of her head it stopped and started with the changes . She felt her ears lenghten, ending in a point . She also felt an uncomfortable feeling of needles prickling her shin on her ears . As that was done, she became aware of the sound of her own heartbeat, along with the sound of her so called familys breathing . She could also hear any sound in a 100 meter radius .

While all the changes to her face were settling in, rest of the fire traveled down her spine coming to a stop at the end of her spine . Lillith had a strange feeling of skin stretching at her backside . As the feeling intensified, she was suddenly very much aware that there was a pair of appendages portrudging out of her backside . She felt her spine lenghten and split, she felt muscles weaving around it and being covered in new skin . She once again felt the sensation of needles on her skin, and,having her tails in her sight, she realised that the feeling represented fur slowly covering her tails .

All at once, the weight of the day came crashing down upon her . Her vision started to darken and the last thing she noticed before she fell into the peacefull darkness of unconsciousnes was a bright flash of light and the sound of something heavy landing next to her .

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As the sounds of morning penetrated the deafening silence of her cupboard, Lillith slowly came to conscience . Almost at once she realised somethin was different . As she tried to find the difference, she inwardly examined her body . She was in a fetal position, her back hunched, her arms tucked inwawrdly and her tails wrapped around her .

Wait ... HER TAILS ?!

Lillith sat up suddenly, completely awake at once . How in the bloody, effing hell did she have tails ?! She tried wracking her brain, forcing the memories of the past day to the surface . Once she remembered the pain and the shock of her transformation, she almost fall back to the floor . She gasped, the sound causing her ears to twitch .

She groaned, wondering how she looked right now . She looked around, remembering to broken mirror she was able to rescue from her she found it she stood up quickly, eager to see her new look for real .

As she approached the mirror, she imagined how she looked in her minds eye .

Ever since she could remember, her Aunt always told her how much she loooked like her mother, the unnatural freak . While that may have brought her spirits down a bit, she had learned to ignore it and take pride in the fact that she resembled her mother . She had wavy, long hair that was the color of fire or to be more precise it was the color of those last few sunrays during sunset . She also had her mothers emerald green eyes, that shone like emeralds they resembled . She had a heart shaped face that was perfectly framed by her hair . She also suspected that the rest of her body would look like her mother once she reached puberty, even though she was not looking forward to it .

She was pulled out of her thoughts when she finally laid eyes on the figure that stood, reflected in front of her .

It was her,yet ... it wasn't .

The figure reflected in the mirror had her hair and eyes along with the rest of her figure with a few very noticable changes . Most glaring of the changes were on her head and backside . She had two blood red tails swishing behind her, most probably reacting to her mood . And there atop of her head sat two tipped, red furred fox ears . Looking a little closer she noticed that her eyes had become slits . She gasped and quickly cover her mouth with her hand . She had fangs !

And then panic set in . Oh my God ! What would her relatives do ? It was bad enough when she was just old her, now that these appeared they would kill her for sure this time ! She desperately wished to could go back to her old look .

She felt it bofore she saw it . A tingling appeared all over her body . The figure in the mirror shimmered and next moment, Lillith looked like she did before . By this point she was beyond being surprised so she started to analyse this new ability . She could still feel her new tails and ears, they were obviously still there just invisible . She had to be carefull with this, one wrong twitch and someone could notice . Just to be sure she wrapped her tails around her waist .

Satisfied with how she looked, she turned around to get dressed only to get reintroduced to the floor when she tripped over something . Lillith looked over her shoulder and saw an old, worn out trunk on the floor just where she tripped . There was a letter on it, addresed to her .

She reached for it, trying to open, but for some reason the wax seal simply wouldn't break . Trying to open the letter along the sides, she cut her finger, a few drops of blood appearing and falling on the seal . The seal glowed bright read and seemingly cracked on its own accord .

Letter finally open, she unfolded the thick, obviously expensive paper and started to read .

To my dear Lillirh,

First of all, happy birthday Lillith ! You should be seven now and although it saddens me that I couldn't be there to celebrate it with you, I still wish you lots of happines and health .

That done, it is time to move on to the point of this letter . If you have been raised by Sirius, as we have stated in our will, then you can freely skip the next part of the letter . If you have somehow ended up in the care of my sister then go on ahead .

If you are in need of reading this, that means that you were raised by my sister and, as such, you are unaware of your heritage . You see, Lillith, you are a witch, just as I have been . Now, before you start saying something about those horrible hags that people call witches, we are nothing like them . A witch is merely a girl that has magical powers . I was what was called a Muggleborn, a witch born into the family of Muggles, people that cannot control magic .

I recieved a letter when I was eleven, that invited me to Hogwarts,the premiere magic learning school in Britain . It was there that I met your father, James Potter . He was the heir of the Noble and Ancient house of Potter, which made him a bit arrogant and hotheaded . We were both sorted in Gryffindor, the house that valued nobility and bravery above all . My closest childhood friend, Severus Snape, was sorted into Slytherin, the house that valued slyness,cuningness and ambition above all . It has also gained a stigma for being the house that produced the most Dark witches and wizards of them all . The stigma only worked to worsen the situation . Our friendship lasted until our Fifth year, when in a bout of anger after your fathers most recent prank, he called me a Mudblood, a really foul word for a Muggleborn .

You see, Lillith, there is a fraction of our society that are rather wealthy because of their heritage, but it also made them believe they are above others because they are Pureblooded, a term used for those whose whole family have been wizards and witches .

As if the whole prejudice wasn't enough, one Dark wizard used that belief to gather followers . His goal was to concquer the world under the pretense of cleansing it of, as he called it, Muggle filth .That also included Muggleborns . Both James and I were supporters of Albus Dumbledore, the Headmaster of Hogwarts and a staunch supporter of Muggle rights . During the war with the Dark Lord, who called himself Lord Voldemort, your father and I fell in love, especially after your dads head deflated a little .

Then, a few years after we left Hogwarts, we learned I was expecting you . We were so happy . It was an incredible time for us . We bought a house in a small village named Godric's Hollow, and only a few people knew were we lived, chief amongst them being Professor Dumbledor and your father's friends : Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew . The four of them made a group called the Marauders . They especially bonded when they learned to shift into their animal forms in their Fifth year . They did it so they could help Remus, who was bitten by a werewolf when he was four .

But our happines was short lived . Just a few weeks later we learned that there has been a prophecy made that involved the Dark Lord and a baby that could defeat him . That baby could have either been you or the son of your Godmother, Nevile Longbottom . We went into hiding . Only a few people knew were we lived so we used the house in Godric's Hollow . We further added to the ortections by casting a charm called Fidelius on the house, with Peter as our Secret Keeper . The Fidelius charm works so that a secret is given to the Secret Keeper and only he can divulge it . If we are dead that means that Peter betrayed us and has given us out to Voldemort .

Now that is out of the way, I want to tell you about something we learned when you were born . You see, you were born with the traits of a Kitsune, that is, a fox demon . We were puzzled with how did you come by having Kitsune blood,when we researched my family tree . It turns out that way up my family tree there were a few Kitsune . We used a potion to hide your characteristics until you were seven, it has probably worn off by now .

This letter is almost finished, just a few advices left and that is it . I have to warn you that seeing how you were born while we were in hiding, everyone believes you to be a boy by the name of Harry Potter . To protect you, we made a charm that would make you appear as a boy that should have lasted 24 hours after our death . I also want to point out that Kitsunes are masters of illusions, trickery and fire . You will also most probably feel a lot more mischevious after all this .

To help you with your schooling, I filled my old trunk with all of my books for the first three years at Hogwarts along with a Potions kit that should last you just as long .

Wiht Love,

Your Mother Lily .

A few wet spots appeared on the parchment as Lillith cried, feeling loved for the first time in her memory .