Lyra was resting her head-on Lucifer's shoulder. As for Lucifer, himself, he was singing Lyra's favorite song to her as she rested.
(I am your loyal servant, and you're our country's queen.
Us, pair of pitied twins, burdened by our destiny. Let hellfire consume me if that's what must be done, I will gladly play the part, so that you may shine, my sun. On the day the two of us were brought into this world. The bells gave their blessings to us twins, a boy and girl. But for reasons that we were too young to understand. We were separated; I could no longer hold your hand… If the whole world plots to extinguish your light, If they find the need to make you break and cry,
Don't you worry, dear, I am right by your side. So just smile for me; it'll be alright. I am your loyal servant, and you're our country's queen.
Us, A pair of pitied twins, burdened by our destiny. Let hellfire consume me if that's what must be done, I will gladly play the part, so that you may shine, my sun.. While running errands in the country to the east, I ran into a fair maiden with hair of deep green. Her smile and her voice, to me, were sent from up above. Something moved in my chest; You might even call it love. But we know all good things must come to an end, It is my queen's orders, the girl must repent. I will grant your wishes, if that's all I live for, So then tell me, my sun, just what causes these rains to pour? I am your loyal servant, and you're our country's queen. Us, a pair of cursed twins, bound to bloody destiny. "Your Highness, brioche will accompany your tea."
And you clapped your hands with glee; so innocent and sweet…. It appears that soon this country will meet its fate, Torn to pieces by its people, crumbled under their hate. The masses claim that justice will be brought on us today, But I won't see it through; they will not get their way
"Listen now, my dear, give your clothing to me. You and I will switch and away you must flee.
You will be okay, we are twins, don't you see? They won't know, now dear, don't look back and just leave."
I am only the double; the true queen runs free. Us, a pair of broken twins, damned by cruel destiny. If the devil's your lord, as the masses curse your name. Then I'm a demon too, for our blood's one and the same. Long ago, there was a kingdom ruled by a queen. At that time the two of us were barely aged fourteen. A "daughter of evil" doomed the kingdom from within, But the stories lie, for she was my precious little twin… If the whole world plots to extinguish your light,
(Finally, the bells are announcing that time) If they find the need to make you break and cry, (I can feel my heart break with each passing chime.) Don't you worry, dear, I am right by your side. (With your eyes averted, you look to the sky.) So just smile for me; it'll be alright. (And the blade whistles down as you call out my line.) I am your loyal servant, and you're my precious queen. Us, pair of pitied twins, burdened by our destiny. Let hellfire consume me if that's what must be done, I have gladly played my part, so that you may shine, my sun. If the day comes that we are reborn once again. It'd be nice play with you; So I'll wait for you 'til then).
While sister Abira continues driving them to downtown London. their destination The Leaky Cauldron. Today was something different when both professors Dumbledore and Snape left. With the information, they had told Lyra. It truly made her so happy and it was also a revolutionary day for her. a huge smile spread over Lyra's face, she was a Witch! She could hardly contain her joy. She smiled as she listened to Lucifer sing her favorite song. Leaky Cauldron was on, and before long she was entering the little old pub.
Lyra could hardly believe it, she was finally where to world where she truly belonged. She smiled as held onto Lucifer's arm as they approached the counter.
"Excuse me," Lucifer said in his low Italian accent was heard above the noise inside the pub and Tom, at least that was what Professor Dumbledore told her the bartender was named, looked over to them.
"Good morning, how can I help?"
Lucifer Just Smiles as Lyra made her expression as innocent as possible and plastered a big smile on her face. "Good morning Mr. Tom. Professor Snape told me I was a Witch and gave me a letter with all the things I have to buy in Diagon Alley today and Lucifer didn't want me to come alone so he company me today. Can you open the entrance for us if you please?"
This mask that Lyra had perfected over the years was ideal for this situation. She admitted to herself that she was excited, but she would never normally behave so childishly or that innocently. It just wasn't her and only Lucifer knew that, but she knew how useful it was to convey the idea of an innocent child, and as long as she knew nothing about this new world that she was entering it was the best mask to use.
"Of course Ms.," Tom told her with a smile, and led both them to the back of the pub where they stopped in front of a brick wall, "pay attention to the sequence."
Lyra and Lucifer nodded and saw Tom take out his wand and tap several bricks and in front of her eyes a doorway appeared that lead to another street.
"Welcome to Diagon Alley." Lyra tried to control her reaction, she really did, but it was difficult, the whole place screamed magic and Lyra didn't even notice that she had dragged along Lucifer while they left Tom in the back of the pub, she was transfixed.
However, Lyra remembered everything she had to do and quickly pulled herself together. Fortunately, as it was rather early there being few people in the alley, and those that were there didn't pay them any mind. Following Dumbledore's directions, it wasn't hard to find Gringotts.
"Good morning. I would like to talk to someone about my account." Lyra always believed that manners never hurt anyone boy she was wrong When the Goblin replied.
"Get lost brat. I have better things to do than losing time with scum." The Goblin didn't bother to look at her or at Lucifer.
Lyra felt her blood boil, normally she had excellent control over her emotions, but there were certain things that she did not tolerate, and the thing in front of her had crossed the line. And she can tell that Lucifer is ready to strike. He was tense and you could see the malice and hate under his sunglasses. As he glared down at the Goblin.
Until that moment Lyra had had perfect manners, a little too serious, but completely friendly. Now, however, the air around her changed, her expression lost all emotion and her eyes glowed with a fire that badly concealed the power Lyra possessed. When she spoke her voice came out cold and showing no emotions, but her magic showing just how angry she was.
"I said," she said a little above a whisper, however, nobody had any difficulty in hearing her because her voice was laced with her magic, giving the feeling that it filled the whole space where Lyra was, "that I would like to talk to someone about my account." And just to make sure that the Goblin in front of her understanding, Lyra made her magic surround the Goblin completely and started to squeeze.
The Goblin started having trouble breathing and its eyes grew wide. After a moment, Lyra let the creature go, and it stuttered when it spoke again.
"N-na-name?"
" Lyra Dorea Potter," Lyra answered, going back to her previous mask, she was still angry as she was still holding onto Lucifer's arm, knowing her pet snake will enjoy eating the goblin, but she had to remember that they knew nothing about this society and she had to control herself and she didn't want to lose her only friend and pet. She had to wait for a little, at least until she knew more about this new world.
She didn't miss the way the creature's eyes widened when it heard her name, nor did she miss the shocked look on the wizard's face to her side. Lyra narrowed her eyes as Lucifer let out a low hiss. Apparently, her name was very well known, sure Dumbledore had told her about her parents and she was considered to be some kind of hero, how foolish but she hadn't expected that her name to be so easily recognized. She need to get information as quickly as possible. She also noted how their eyes traveled to her forehead, or rather to her scar that was hidden by her hair. Seeing Lucifer hissed at them in warning, not liking how these people that are looking at his mistress. This seems to snap the two out of whatever trance they were in.
"Griphook," the creature exclaimed when it got over its shock, "take Lady Potter and her guest to Goldaxe's office." The creature that appeared gave a brief bow and with a sharp 'follow me Ms. Potter and guest', led them down a corridor with several doors. Stopping in front of one that said 'Account Manager Goldaxe' he knocked and opened the door. He spoke briefly with the one inside in a language that Lyra didn't understand and motioned for her to enter.
"You can go in Ms. Potter and guest."
Lyra and Lucifer nodded their heads as they entered the office. It was richly decorated, it had several murals, and those showing battles were highlighted in gold. There was a desk by the opposite wall, with a being sitting behind it, it was larger than the ones that they had seen, and appeared older too, but it didn't give Lyra and Lucifer a weak look, it gave them a wiser look.
"You may sit," his tone of voice was rather grave, and Lyra thought it sounded similar to when you rub two rocks together, "how can I help?"
"Good morning. Professor Dumbledore informed me yesterday that my parents left me everything they had. I want to know what that everything is and how much I have in my account. Depending on the amount, I would like to, when I'm finished, take some money out." Lyra answered politely, with a little respect in her voice.
Before the Goldaxe answer, Lucifer asked a questioned that seem to shock and surprise Goldaxe and Lyra. "I'm sorry to interrupt but I heard it's common for a 11 year olds who are raised in the Muggle world to have an inheritance test done and see if there are any magical blocks on Lyra's Magic and see if anyone has been stealing from her account because she has never received any bank statements from you since she has an account with Gringotts."
"Ah yes normally every muggle-born is it's supposed to come here will the school representative you do the inheritance. But it seems that Hogwarts seem to forget its own rules and you say Ms. Potter hasn't been received any bank statements… Mr.…" Goldaxe said will looking at Lucifer.
Lucifer just smirked and said, "you may call me Lucifer that's name my mistress has given me and yes and she hadn't received any bank statements due to the reason she lives at an orphanage."
"Very well. Ms. Potter, we will have to confirm your identity before we disclose that information, it's a matter of security, we take similar precautions with all the clients that have larger accounts."
"And how do you confirm my identity and the inheritance test ?" asked Lyra, curious to know how things worked.
"It is a simple procedure, you just need to put tree drops of blood on this parchment, the charms on it will confirm your identity and show what accounts are rightfully yours."
"Hmm, very well then." said Lyra and taking the dagger that Goldaxe had indicated he made a shallow cut in her thumb and let three drops fall on the parchment. She concentrated on the cut on her finger and slowly she saw it close, satisfied she looked back to the parchment. The blood that had dropped on it was forming words, she was able to read her name before Goldaxe took the parchment and analyzed the information.