Hello,

"What's this" you say? She has remembered about us and given us an update? Well I must point out that I would never forget about you all!

This update is dedicated to all you loyal fans who have stuck with Lyra and myself through our now almost 4 year journey together. This is not the end of Lyra and Hermione however!

There will be a two chapter epilogue! That will wrap or continue? (Still swithering on a sequel you guys can let me know in the reviews? ) our adventure.

Nevertheless I seriously struggled guys, like seriously, struggled to give you this update my life has taken so many twists and turns in 2017 that I didn't have the time.

However enough of my excuses, here is the chapter you have been waiting for!

Lyra woke to a burning in her arm, getting up she moved downstairs to find her aunt and mother in the drawing room of the Lestrange Manor,

"He needs her to do this, Cissy" She overheard Bellatrix state,

"She's done more than enough Bella, she hasn't been a teenager because Lucius dragged her into all of this mess"

Bellatrix hissed at the comment,

"You can't deny it not to be. Now Potter's going to be at the school, he wants her there to fight for him-"

"He wants us all to fight Cissy, even you" Bella stated, Lyra saw her mother glare at her sister,

"I don't follow his cause anymore Bella, you know this" Narcissa glared,

"But your family does, will you not support them in their time of need?" Bellatrix stated calmly. Lyra walked in, frowning as she saw her mother breathe a sigh of relief as she saw her.

"You're okay?" Narcissa asked as she embraced Lyra tightly, she wasn't surprised when Lyra recoiled slightly. In the past year, they had barely spoken let alone embraced one another.

"I could be better" Lyra rasped as she sat in an arm chair opposite her mother. "What's happened?" She asked as she looked up at her aunt,

"Potter's going to be at Hogwarts" Bellatrix stated. "He want's everyone there" Bellatrix added. Lyra glanced back at her mother's worried face.

"What does he need me to do?" Lyra asked quietly.

Lyra apparated into Hogsmeade, she glanced around to see it was quiet, there was no one about. As the cauterwalling charm echoed throughout the village she could hear the Death Eaters preparing to attack her, as they did she shielded herself as she approached them,

"Enough!" She shouted eventually growing bored of their feeble attacks, it seemed the Dark Lord valued quantity over quality. His downfall she thought,

"Miss Malfoy, forgive us... We thought- Perhaps Potter had-"

"Potter had what? Returned to Hogsmeade? No, you idiots, he's already in the school" Lyra snapped as she walked to the gates of Hogwarts. She walked up to the school, passing Hagrid's hut, it was quiet. As if no one knew what was about to take place. Walking through the halls, she could see students and teachers running, it didn't matter to her all that much she had to find some stupid chamber and protect the horcrux. As she passed the Great Hall a voice consumed her,

"I know that you are preparing to fight. Your efforts are futile. You cannot fight me. I do not want to kill you. I have great respect for the teachers of Hogwarts. I do not want to spill magical blood. Give me Harry Potter, and they shall not be harmed. Give me Harry Potter and I shall leave the school untouched. Give me Harry Potter and you will be rewarded. You have until midnight." The Dark Lord's voice filled her and she knew she had to succeed, if he was to win there could be no more mistakes.

"But he's there! Potter's there! Someone grab him" Lyra followed the pointing finger of Pansy Parkinson, she took a step forward only to stop as nearly all of the other three houses stood for Potter. She wasn't an idiot, she knew she was in the heart of what any Death Eater would call the enemy.

As the evacuations took place, Lyra could see the protections of the castle taking place, she ran along the corridors, students and teachers running the opposite way. She didn't know what the stupid room even looked like. As she came to the end of the corridor, frustration filled her. Turning she saw the protection dissolve, another horcrux had been destroyed. Hermione had done it, he was getting weaker, her freedom coming in slow bounds.

Looking from the window in the upper corridor she saw Giants and death eaters charge the castle, the battle had begun. She watched as students and death eaters alike were blasted across courtyards. Death became apparent. She had to find Draco, her mind shot to Hermione but she knew the witch could handle herself. Lyra ran.

As the evening wore on she could hear the raging battle outside, she had cast so many shield charms, she had lost count how often she had come across fellow students trying to jinx her or other Death Eaters trying to kill her. She became more and more battle worn yet she was barely fighting.

As she knocked the boy from Ravenclaw unconscious she saw the battle before her. She only had two thoughts pass through her, one she hoped that Hermione was safe and secondly that she had to find Draco. Lyra apparated across the castle, the battle raging fiercely on around her. As she landed anything that attacked her she attacked back, she saw giants and Dementors attacking younger students, she defended them before quickly moving on.

As the battle raged on and dawn began to break, she felt the Dark Lords voice echo through the castle,

"You have fought valiantly. Lord Voldemort knows how to value bravery. Yet you have sustained heavy losses. If you continue to resist me, you will all die, one by one. I do not wish for this to happen. Every drop of magical blood spilled is a loss and a waste.

Lord Voldemort is merciful. I command my forces to retreat immediately. You have one hour. Dispose of your dead with Dignity. Treat your injured." Lyra didn't really listen to the rest about Potter, she didn't care as she passed the second child lying dead on the grand staircase. She had to find her brother, she knew that's what her parents would be doing.

Hermione would be with Potter and Weasley, and she couldn't help Hermione at that moment. She ran through the hall screaming for her brother, she ran from the astronomy tower down to the dungeons, he wasn't to be found.

As she returned to the main lobby of the school she began to notice there was no one around. Walking around she saw people in the Great Hall. Walking in, it was quiet, all the voices in soft whispers around her. She could see the Weasley's at the far end of the hall. She saw Fred lying lifeless on the floor and her chest ached, none of them deserved this, under any circumstances. She hated the thought of having to mourn her family.

She couldn't really imagine what the Weasleys were going through, as she walked her eyes scanned the dead and living. She stopped when a familiar face met her eyes, Tonks and Lupin, both lay peacefully on the floor of the Great Hall. She didn't think her heart could break anymore as she fell to her knees. Her cousin was dead, the only member of her family to know who Lyra truly was, was gone. Lyra didn't shed tears as she heard the Weasley's sob more, standing she made her way from the Great Hall, she glanced around the courtyard, walking down she looked around.

She could see Rowle lying dead under the rubble his eyes open and lifeless. She turned as she heard someone approaching. Lyra drew her wand in preparation for a battle. Draco waked quickly towards her, Lyra ran to him. Many would say it was the only time the Malfoy siblings showed a caring emotion towards one another. Lyra embraced him tightly as he sobbed into her shoulder,

"I thought you were dead" He sobbed. Lyra held him tightly as she whispered soothing words in his ear.

"It's okay, I'm here. I'm not going anywhere" She clutched him, tightly. He was covered in dust and soot,

"I don't want to do this anymore Lyra, he's going to kill me. I couldn't stop Potter. Crabbe's dead, he… He…"

"It's okay Draco" Lyra hushed him quietly. "Everything will work out in the end" Lyra tried to reason with his stammering's.

"We need to go home, hide this out" Draco panicked,

"We need to wait this out first, mother and father will be looking for us. We need to find them" Lyra instructed quietly. Turning they walked through the halls. As they did so she heard the gleeful cheer of their aunt. Looking to a window she saw a swirl of black cloaks approaching the courtyard

Hermione watched them walk in, their dark cloaks swirling, she knew why they were there. She couldn't contain her tears as she clutched at Ron's' hand. Her body shook as she was led, she could see his limp form hanging in Hagrid's arms.

"Harry Potter is dead!" Voldemort yelled in triumph. Hermione let out short sob as Ginny cried out, he yelled, "Silence! You stupid girl" He cast out.

"From now on you put your faith in me" He said with a malicious grin.

He turned back to his followers and confirmed it once more, "Harry Potter is dead!"

There was a cackle among them, none more than Bellatrix. Hermione couldn't help but turn and glare at Lyra who was holding Draco's shoulder as the boy shook. She glared back, her hair was slick and her jaw set tightly.

"And now, is the time to declare yourself" Voldemort grinned, "Come forth and join us or die" He said with a grin. Hermione felt sick, she was going to die. She looked back at Lyra, the girl that had stolen her heart and she saw the same panic that she saw in her eyes in the mansion. Lyra felt sick as her brother clung to her, but her heart ached for she knew what was about to happen to Hermione. She knew more than ever.

"Draco" Lucius called, trying to be quiet across the courtyard. "Oh Draco" Lyra could hear the disappointment. Clenching her jaw she tore her gaze from Hermione, she could see the pleading look in her parent's eyes, they wanted their children back.

"Draco" Narcissa said softly. Draco looked at her and Lyra nodded.

"Together" She said quietly before they took their steps across the courtyard. They felt the judgement and disappointment.

"Ah Draco" Voldemort said as he embraced her brother. Lyra walked straight and stood beside Narcissa, she glanced at her aunt and saw the smug smile. Her stomach churned again. She looked at her aunt who nodded to her to stay with her mother as Draco returned to them. Narcissa quickly swept her son into her arms and turned to leave. He made them stay for the moment.

Lyra stood still, her body practically shaking. She watched intently as Neville stood, his body was in pure defiance and she wanted to grin and cheer him on. She glanced around but the glares and looks of hatred were still there, on both sides. She felt ill. It was then as Neville drew the sword from the hat did everything erupt into action.

She looked left to see her aunt apparate and to her right her mother was dragging Draco from the battle. She looked forward to see Hermione turn and run inside. Her gut churned before she began deflecting jinx's. She watched her father stagger after her family her gut telling her to follow them to get away from it, she heard Hermione call something in the distance. With a grimace she turned and ran into the battle, the dark lord apparated with no instruction, curses flew from Death Eaters wands and Lyra threw the killing curse at them. Her rage and anger spilling into it.

Before Lyra realised it, she staggered into the Great Hall, the Weasley's were battling her aunt who cackled at Ginny, she heard someone yell the killing curse at her. Diving over a bench Lyra tossed any curse she could at her attacker. They dueled, Lyra's rage never truly showing her who she was fighting. Who she was desperately trying to kill. It wasn't until she finally blasted through the with a stunning jinx did she see her uncle curled beneath her. Heavily panting she gripped the wand tightly. So tight she would later reflect and wonder why it hadn't broken.

"Lyra, please..." He gasped, "You're not her" He stammered,

"No, I'm not" Lyra returned her vision red as all she saw was the torture of her 'training', the torture of her blood status. "Avada Kedavra" as the words left her lips a shooting pain radiated through her left arm. Lyra cried out as she dropped her wand clutching her arm. She looked over her arm as the pain slowly faded, the dark pigment fading slightly. Lyra grimaced as she stood and looked around, her eyes meeting strong brown eyes from across the room.

Hermione stood in the entrance of the door way to the great hall, the once tall lithe Slytherin, stood staring back at her. She watched uncertainly, finally deciding to confront the Malfoy she watched the tall girl nod to her before Hermione watched her apparate away.

Well, I hope you enjoyed it :D

I'm not overly happy with it but I think it's the best you guys are going to get from me :)

Let me know what you think/ want in the comments below.

Have an excellent 2018 folks!