AN: Hello everyone, I hope you all are enjoying the story so far and looking forward to this chapter. Also I have a sad announcement to make that I will soon post on my profile/chapter. I have lost all interest in updating the sorcerer, I just have no motivation to update it anymore :(. It is not turning out how I envisioned it and just get bored writing the fight scenes. I will put it up for adoption if anyone wants to use it but otherwise I am abandoning it.

Also Lilith's knife is known as a Karambit apparently, thank you Darkth Shadow for informing me of the name of the knife.

After that sad news I'll get to your comments:

Fez8745 – Blaise is by no means forgiven, the Zabini's are trying to apologize by sending her the knife, but she still has a major grudge against Blaise.

Sphinx360 – I also had this line of thought when I started writing this story. However, I decided against it because it would simply make her too op, and be more like the black light virus than ghoulism. She will get benefits from eating magical creatures, but it is not revealed exactly what yet.

Arawen D. Draven – I am planning on limiting year 1-3 to around 4-5 chapters each, but I am planning on more chapters for later years because they have so much more content than the earlier books.

Uchiha Salad – I love this comment, please feel free to question me about any unfulfilled answers I give, Hermione has been an odd character for me for this story. One half of my wants to make her Lilith's friend, but the other half wants to separate them because of Lilith being a ghoul and Hermione being human. As for why she is friends with William, that will be revealed more in later chapters when I decide which path I want Hermione to go.

These reviews are so epic guys, it inspires me so much so see you all involved and really interested in the story.

Chapter 7:

Priests, Queens, and Dragons.

(London)

Light steps echoed through St Paul's Cathedral as Lilith walked up to the lavishly decorated podium where the head priest spoke every Sunday.

Under her hood she looked up at the image of Jesus nailed to the cross apathetically. She had never really contemplated any religion. Her life had been too wrought with hardships for her to even pause and think of a higher power guiding her life.

She would never worship a god that had any part in deciding her life.

But wondering what could have been was not her purpose here tonight. She had been hearing rumors from spying on bars and such that a group of corrupt Priests were running a weapon smuggling business were hiding their weapon stash in the church.

It was a perfect feast for her.

She smelled thirty people in the building.

In an instance Lilith disappeared and jumped up into the rafters of the Church. Running along the beams she noticed a guard below her. She grinned as she drew her new knife.

She jumped from the rafter and stabbed the man in the neck as she fell on top of him, preventing him from crying out as she withdrew the knife from the corpse.

One of her kagune emerged from beneath the invisibility cloak and ate the corpse.

She licked her lips as the taste transferred from the wolf's tongue to her own.

She got off the body and walked as silently as possible to the door the man was guarding and opened the door and peaked in.

Inside two men in priest garb were polishing guns and packaging them into boxes. She quietly snuck into the room and shut the door.

She stepped behind one of the men and grinned crazily behind him as she lifted her knife in the air.

*Stab*

The other man jerked up in surprise as blood splattered across his face. He didn't have any time to react however as she picked up a silenced pistol from the table and shot him in the face.

The corrupt priest flew back, blood spurting from his forehead.

She examined the gun in her hand "Huh, I really like this." She commented before pocketing an extra clip of ammunition for her new toy before leaving the room.

Soon she had killed the ten priests in the upper level of the church.

The now blood splattered girl flicked her knife a few times in her hand as she examined the church. She smelled another twenty people in the building. The question was where.

Her gaze snapped to the main dais as a hidden entrance opened and a man emerged.

"Hey why haven't you idiots reported in-wait what!?" Was all he managed before a gun was in his face and a blast of fire was the last thing he saw.

She stared apathetically at the dead body before turning her attention at the hidden entrance.

"Well that's convenient." She muttered as she walked down the now revealed stair case.

'This must have been built during the same time the church was being designed. What did Priests in the 12th century have to hide?' She thought as she silently walked down the steps.

She emerged into a long hallway with prison cells on either side of the walls. Each one held different ancient torture equipment and rotting skeletons.

'A torture room? Why would this be in a church?' Lilith thought as she continued on into the bowels of the church.

Eventually she reached the end of the hallway and entered into what appeared to be the main torture chamber. Ancient and gruesome torture tools was assorted around the room. She looked under her hood at the floor and saw dried blood on the floor.

This room had been recently used.

Whatever was going on inside this church was larger than a simple weapon smuggling ring. She looked at a desk in the corner and saw a laptop.

She booted the computer up and saw it was password protected. Frowning she looked around the room for a possible password.

She sniffed the air and quickly went invisible as two men walked into the room.

"The men upstairs have not reported for a while, maybe we should check it out?" The first man spoke, obviously a lackey, to the other man.

"Go investigate, and get someone to clean up in here." Ordered the man who appeared to be in charge.

She followed the lackey out the door and when the door closed she quickly slit the man's neck and one of her kagune swallowed the man whole.

She turned back to the door and tried to open it, only to find it locked. Rolling her eyes in annoyance she kicked the door in, abandoning stealth.

"What the!" Shouted the corrupt priest as he quickly stood up from his desk, reaching for a gun.

Lilith quickly dashed forward and jumped across the desk, kicking him in the face as she did. She pressed her knife to his jugular and growled out in her ghoul altered voice "Talk! what is going on here. Whose blood is that on the floor!"

The man spat at her and the liquid landed on her mask.

Lilith contemplated the man beneath her before smiling evilly. Having her kagune reach one of the tables she brought back a nail clipper. She reached down and placed it at one of the man's nails "Last chance." She growled down at the man. Her kakugan glowing in the dim lighting of the room.

The man remained silent.

"Very well then."

(A few minutes later)

Lilith walked out of the torture chamber wiping her bloodied hands with a cloth. The man had broken soon enough. It seemed that this weapon smuggling conspiracy went further than she would have imagined. She had learned that a sect of the Catholic church broke off from the Vatican a few years ago. All of them Religious extremists, fanatics, and psychopaths. They formed their own group and were hunting any supernatural beings in the world.

It didn't surprise her that the Church was aware of the supernatural world. The institution had existed long before the Statute of Secrecy.

The blood had come from a hag they had captured and tortured for information. She briefly felt pity for the being before banishing those emotions.

The men had been dealt with, or at least this cell of them was destroyed. The computer that she had browsed through hinted that this was a larger organization than a couple of people.

But that was not her problem, she was full and had her fun for the night.

Besides, she was returning to school tomorrow. No time to hunt down international religious fanatics.

(The next morning)

"We interrupt this broadcast for an important message. The serial killer known as the Blood Hound has struck again. Police reports that last night in St. Johns Church a group of priests were slaughtered by the notorious mass murderer. With me now is the police chief John Proctor." The news rambled on speculating and conjuring conspiracy theories of last night's events.

Lilith herself was packing the last of her clothes in her suit case while laughing quietly at the television. She figured there would be no mention of the clear signs that the priests were running a weapon smuggling business.

She had not even known of the radicalistic organization that broke off from the Church before last night. The Vatican was doing a good job on keeping the incident silent. She silently wondered if the Ministry knew of the group, or if they even cared.

"Police Chief, there has been some speculation that the notorious Serial killer, Blood Hound, is what is known as a Ghoul. Is there any information confirming this?" Lilith stiffened as the news caster asked that question.

"We can neither confirm or deny the possibility of this being the work of a ghoul. The CCG has never reported any ghoul being able to escape Japan. However, we are ruling nothing out and are currently conducting talks with the CCG for training on how to detect ghoul related killings." The gruff looking police chief answered.

Lilith frowned as she stared at the TV. She had expected them to link the killings to a ghoul eventually, but she had hoped it would be when she was older and more experienced with magic.

She would have to increase her studies if she wanted to survive.

(Platform 9 and 3/4)

Lilith waited on the platform for the Hogwarts Express to arrive. She was glad she decided to wear a coat because winter was still in full swing in January.

She looked across from her as an older woman sat on the bench next to her. The woman appeared to be in her late twenties with silky black hair that reached her back. The woman smiled at her before speaking "Hello my dear, I have been wanting to speak to you for a long time. Unfortunately, the amount of paperwork I have been forced to deal with is exhausting."

Lilith frowned, she did not recognize this woman, glancing around she noticed that no one was paying their conversation any notice, despite how crowded the platform was. Slowly she reached for her pocket where she kept her knife, just in case the woman proved hostile. "I did not realize anyone would want to speak with me." She said neutrally.

The woman laughed, as if what she said was something hilarious, "My dear girl, you can't be serious. You are making waves in the creature community you know. A ghoul that is unrestricted by Japanese boarders and one who is not insane from your hunger. Many eyes are focused on you."

Lilith tensed, this…thing that appeared as a human knew that she was a ghoul. She also basically stated that she was a supernatural creature.

"Oh don't look so worried, your secret is safe with us. I came here to inform you that my organization's expectations of you are high indeed. I hope you don't disappoint us by dying too soon." The deceptively young woman reassured the young girl.

"And what exactly does your organization want with me." Lilith hissed, eyes still darting around for signs of any accomplices.

"If I told you that would just spoil the fun! I see your train is arriving so I must be going. It was a delight speaking to you my dear." The woman remarked before standing up, preparing to leave.

"Wait! Who are you?" Lilith called as the woman walked away.

Pausing, the woman turned around and lowered her dark sunglasses, revealing red slitted eyes, "You may call me Elizabeth my dear, that is all you need to know to understand. Have a nice term."

With that she disappeared into the crowd.

Lilith frowned, those eyes were a clear sign that she was a vampire. The woman also implied that her name was well known. But the only vampire that she knew of that was named Elizabeth was…

She paled as she recognized the name. She had just met one of the most dangerous vampires alive besides Dracula.

Count Elizabeth Bathory, the Blood Countess.

(Hogwarts)

Lilith was still deep in thought as she sat down at the Slytherin table for the first day after Christmas break. She knew that Ghouls were held within Japanese borders so her presence must have caused some interest among the supernatural creature community.

But for the practical queen of the vampires to meet with her personally…was just surreal.

She shook her head; she couldn't think of this now. She had to plan when she would go after the stone, and continue training in magic.

She couldn't get distracted.

So deep in her thoughts she did not notice a few of her housemates staring at her speculatively as they walked back down to their common room.

(Slytherin Common Room)

Lilith sat at one of the armchairs near the fire that she had thrown a third year Slytherin out off. She was nose deep in a thick tome as she practiced the fine art of ignoring everyone in the room. In her ears bohemian rhapsody was blaring as her magically augmented iPod allowed her to focus only on the book instead of the unusually rowdy classroom.

If she was not ignoring her surroundings she would have noticed the full on magical brawl that was happening behind her chair. Slytherins were casting high level spells at each other, battling for dominance.

She turned and grabbed her mug of coffee just in time to miss a body fly past her chair and sink down the wall beneath her eye level.

Sighing in content she was blissfully unaware of two seventh years going at it in the middle of the common room with borderline dark spells.

She only became aware of the mayhem when one of the seventh years downed his opponent with a well-timed cutting curse.

Smelling the blood, she dispelled her notice me not charm to look over the arm chair and raised an eyebrow as she saw the entire house in a circle around the two of her year mates. Malfoy it seemed was using first year spells to knock back a nearly unresisting Slytherin first year out of the circle.

She got up and walked into the circle, ignoring the gasps of the very subtle students around her and looked at the pathetic first year who was not even fighting against the blond ponce, "What's happening here?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

An older student sneered and spoke from the sidelines "The King Ceremony which you are interrupting mudblood."

Lilith raised her other eyebrow and looked at Malfoy with slight disbelief "And he is the current defender of the title?"

Malfoy bristled but the same student spoke over him "Of course not, only the seventh year king can rule over the entire house, all the other battles have already been decided. This is the first year coronation. Malfoy has been winning hands down."

Lilith sighed, she just had to be too curious for her own good. She really didn't want anything to do with such an idiotic ceremony. "Well then I really don't care." She deadpanned.

Malfoy smirked arrogantly and spoke "You do not have a choice mudblood, once you enter the circle you must fight the current leader until he submits."

Lilith rolled her eyes, stupid Slytherin traditions. The arrogance emitted by the blond ponce despite being beaten down by her twice was staggering. Did he think she would just forfeit like his other competitors because of his Daddy's wealth?

She decided to make a point to the inbred brat. She drew her wand and got into her knife stance. The rest of the house laughed at her stance while Malfoy looked a bit worried she was not simply going to give up like his other competition.

A seventh year raised his wand and shot sparks into the air, signaling the start.

Lilith quickly pointed her wand at Malfoy and spoke softly "Silenco."

Malfoy tried to speak his own spell but nothing came out and his eyes widened.

Lilith smirked and began torturing the brat.

With tickling spells.

She then used magic to bind his mouth closed and forced him to convulse on the ground as his chest began to hurt from not being able to release any of his laughs.

After about a minute of this the blond was almost passed out on the ground. She kept at it for a few more seconds before releasing the idiot. She looked at the now silent room and sneered "Anyone else?"

None of her year mates stepped forward, they had seen her brutality before and didn't want to mess with her. After stowing her wand away, she shoved two older years out of the way to make it out of the circle and gathered her books before returning to her room, ignoring the shocked silent room.

(The Next Morning)

Lilith was silently drinking her regular morning coffee at the end of the Slytherin table when Daphne Greengrass, Blaise Zabini and two other first years sat across from her. She gave them a neutral look, even Zabini. She had researched Incubus extensively after their encountered and learned a few things about them. Apparently they grow stronger the more immoral acts they conduct with the opposite, or in some cases the same, gender. Underage sexual conduct was ranked one of the highest on their list.

She wanted to be furious and all but she killed and then proceeded to eat people, so she really couldn't point fingers without being a hypocrite.

Deciding to bury the hatchet until the boy did anything else she raised an eyebrow and said bluntly "What do you want."

Greengrass cleared her throat awkwardly before speaking "Well, first years have to sit next to the queen of their house. It's tradition."

Lilith really wanted to smash her head into the table. Or better yet her fist into Malfoy's face. All of her plans to stay on the sidelines and hidden just went out the window. She knew that traditions were serious things in the Slytherin house.

"What is with this king thing anyway. I don't even want the stupid title." Lilith complained.

One of the boys, Theodore Nott she believed, spoke "It is a system to prepare pureblood, or in this case a Slytherin, for life in wizard politics. At the end of every semester there is a competition, an election if you will, for a King or Queen to be elected of every year. In the first years its typically conducted by a duel since we do not have much experience in politics yet."

Lilith nodded, it made sense. A sort of throwing kids into a pool to teach them how to swim method. She took a sip of her coffee and glanced down the table to see Malfoy with his usual group of minions.

The other girl in their small group noticed her look and winced before explaining, "Yeah, Malfoy was complaining last night he would not follow a muggleborn king. A few others decided to follow him."

Lilith sighed and thought about her situation. If she was going to be forced into this she wanted to do it right, therefore she would have to be the best "king" of Slytherin house.

She glanced at Malfoy's group again and made a decision. She turned to her minions "Ignore them, act like they don't even exist. If the other years think we don't care about them at all then they will know we don't see them as a threat, and the other group will destroy themselves for us by breaking one of the Slytherin rules."

She was 90 percent certain Malfoy's group would mess something up, they were already breaking the rules by not following her.

It was only a matter of time.

(One Week Later)

If anyone bothered to pay attention to the Slytherin house they would notice a dramatic shift in the snake pit. Lilith no longer sat alone at the end of the table but with a group of followers.

She did not consider them friends per say, knowing they would most likely abandon her if her secret was revealed. She also did not trust Blaise. The only reason he followed her was because of his fear, and he wanted to fit in as much as possible with the normal students.

She was also proven correct in her assumption the "rogue" group of first years were quickly filling her old position as the outcast of Slytherin. The prat was caught trying to buy followers with his father's money, not bribe or even convince, outright buy. The older kings didn't take too kindly to the arrogant Malfoy heir trying to buy their followers away and began sabotaging his campaign for the king of first years.

The house was growing sick of his constant use of his father's wealth and name to get everything he wanted.

Other than the downfall of Malfoy's group nothing interesting happened until a month before the end of the year.

During one of her group's regular study groups Tracy told her of an interesting rumor that Hagrid was hatching a dragon in his wooden hut.

Emphasis on the wooden part.

In contrast to the opinion of the Slytherin house she didn't mind Hagrid. He was a nice guy who knew a massive amount on magical creatures. She had often struck up conversations with the large man when she could to talk about the fascinating creatures.

So she did not want the man to be arrested for trying to raise a class X creature in a school full of children. With that in mind she made her way down to his hut to try and talk sense to the man.

(Hagrid's Hut)

"So, you won a dragon egg from a man in a hood. Who didn't have any identification or papers to own said dragon egg. And was satisfied of your qualifications of taming an A ranked creature?" Lilith deadpanned to the half giant.

Hagrid nodded enthusiastically "Yeah, nice chap he was, played cards well and even bought me a few drinks. We had a good time. Thanks to him I can finally own a dragon.

Lilith could literally see the sparkles surrounding the man. She sighed and rubbed her forehead, she would have to put the consequences of his actions like a sledgehammer to him to get it through his thick skull. "Hagrid, you are raising a class X creature. Dragons are not dark per say, but they are heavily restricted and raising one is very illegal. Not to mention you are raising one on school grounds. If you are caught the lightest sentence you could receive would be ten years in Azkaban."

She could see Hagrid deflate before her eyes. Trying to reassure her friend she offered some advice "You could send him to a dragon reserve Hagrid, say you found him abandoned in the forest. Then you could visit him whenever you wanted."

Hagrid nodded solemnly "Yeah, I know I should. William, Ron, and Hermione came here earlier with the same plan. Ronald has some relative in Romania that breed dragons. Tomorrow night at midnight they are taking the dragon to the north tower to send him off."

Lilith had to fight to prevent herself from face palming at the idiocy of the Gryffindors. Why would they risk carrying a heavy baby dragon in a wooden crate to the north tower at midnight when the dragon trainers could simply fly to his hut?

But this provided her with an opportunity. If she timed it right she could get her brother into loads of trouble. But how to get him into trouble while simultaneously preventing Hagrid from taking the blame?

She then remembered that Tracy had told her this information after Roland had been hospitalized for an infected "dog" bite and hid a devious smirk from the oblivious Hagrid.

After saying her goodbyes to the games keeper and made her way back to the Slytherin common room. While there she talked to Daphne, knowing that Draco would overhear, about the Gryffindor trio's plan to sneak a dragon out the north tower at midnight, and that Ron had the plans in his room at the hospital wing.

She knew her plan had worked when she saw Malfoy immediately leave the common room.

She could barely stop herself from smirking the rest of the day as she waited for her plan to work.

(The day after the dragon incident)

Lilith cackled internally as the school was ablaze with rumors of how Gryffindor lost 150 points in one night. Draco had also made himself even more a pariah among the Slytherins for losing 50 points as well. A welcome added bonus to her plan to ruin Williams reputation.

She knew this wouldn't permanently ruin William's reputation as a golden child but it would cast some doubts amongst the sheep.

She could honestly say that it made her morning to see Lily Potter take William by the ear and drag him off to her office to talk about his actions.

She returned to her bacon and ignored the excited chatter of her minions and house mates. Now that she had her fix of ruining her brother's life she could get back to planning to steal the Philosophers stone. She had researched extensively and realized that there was a mandatory wizard parliament meeting in a few days, one that requires Dumbledore to be absent from the school.

It was the perfect opportunity.

And she was going to make sure to make the best of it.

AN: Whew, that was a lot of content in one chapter. First off I want to say to any religious people here I am not anti-Christian or whatever for the first scene, I am taking inspiration from the anti-witch stance the church took in the 1800s. If I offended anyone I apologize, it was not an intentional slight against any faith/religion. Anyway, if you have any questions, complaint, or a simple message feel free to leave a review or sent me a message. Thank you :).