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And All Will Come To Darkness

by nightshade468

Prologue

Albus Dumbledore was weary.

The Ministry of Magic refused to even listen to him. Hogwarts and a large portion of the Wizarding World was dependent upon him to carry them through the rising darkness. The survival of said Wizarding community was in all likelihood dependent on a thirteen-year-old boy. And to top it off, a Death Eater, a man that Dumbledore would have once trusted with his life, was at large and out for said thirteen-year-old's blood.

So, yes, Albus Dumbledore was weary. And he felt he had good reason to be.

Which was why he didn't notice the figure standing in the shadows until they spoke.

"Professor. It's been a while."

Dumbledore spun, his wand pointed at the intruder, who stepped into the light of his office. He stared.

Lyra Black had changed in the eleven years since he had seen her last. When he had last laid eyes on her, she had been a grieving young woman, worn down from miscarriage and the deaths of loved ones. Amongst other things.

She was still short, perhaps reaching his shoulder, but very well toned, as was obvious with the tight Muggle clothing she wore. And she carried herself differently. Always confident, now she seemed completely at ease with herself. Her blue eyes, so like her father's, had seen loss, had seen death, but now were cold, frozen over.

She had survived, but it seemed part of her had been locked away with her husband. And then buried with her father.

"Lyra, my dear." He smiled. He had always held a place in his heart for this young woman. "Please sit down."

"I'll stand, if it's all the same to you, Professor," she said quietly.

"Very well." He sat behind his desk and folded his hands upon it. "Thank you for coming so quickly. I have something of importance that I wish to speak to you about."

a/n: Woot! Ok, folks, that was just the prologue. This might get interesting, because I'm gonna be skipping back and forth between past and present, but this is probably gonna be the only one, besides an interlude or two, that is not in Lyra's p.o.v. Ok, tell me what you think! And this is my first time posting on so constructive criticism is great, but if you tell me that you think my story sucks and leave it at that, I will delete your review. Right! Now that we've got that cleared up, off to Chapter 2!