I put this off for over a month mostly because it was going to be all action rather than witty dialogue, hopefully after next chapter I can get back to what I prefer, anyway I hope you all enjoy this and please review. OH! Please check out my other two current projects "A Twins Understanding," and "The Lady of Slytherin", the former stars both Harry and Lillith and the latter well, it's a significantly darker take on the entire 'Girl-Who-Lived' idea.

The first thing Lillith noticed as she apparated into downtown London was that it was on fire, now normally she wasn't one to comment on the obvious but seeing as downtown London's default status didn't typically involve house fires, inferni, demons, or manticores she felt that she was justified this one time. Arcing a sculpted brow she let out a low whistle,

"Annnnd just like that the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy is well and truly fucked, bummer, wonder if it's too late for dad to buy that nuclear sub..." Apparating to a higher vantage point Lilly scowled as she watched scores of muggles running around screaming, she was absently twirling her blood sword when she had an idea. Still a bit irked with the Morrigan her thoughts sounded a bit scathing but the Death goddess took it in stride, "Is there any chance you can give me my armor from Potter Manor? Or at least my sword?" There was a hmming before she got a response,

"Sorry my young apprentice but no your magic is all over the place at the moment and to be blunt transferring such potent artefacts to yourself could do more harm than good, can help with the sword though," With that the broadsword she'd offed Marge with dropped into her hands. Unsheathing it she let the blood blade collapse and coat the fine steel, giving it an experimental twirl she eventually shrugged,

"It'll do, although I'm really not cool with facing off against the Dark Lord wearing a school girl uniform...ugh at least I'm wearing tights and boots this would suck if I had to worry-" that thought was cut off as the wall next to her exploded. Subconsciously she'd managed to throw a shield up with her off hand blocking most of the debris, she couldn't help but grin a bit at that, "Well ok, this fey thing certainly makes my wandless magic easier," looking about for her attacker she was actually a bit surprised to see a winged demon lobbing fireballs at her.

Gritting her teeth she apparated midair behind the creature and cut one of its wings off with her sword, the enraged monster met her gaze as it fell to its death and the last thing it saw was her giving it the finger before it crashed headfirst into the pavement. Still in free fall Lilly finally spotted what she was after and apparated in front off the guest entrance to the Ministry, unsurprisingly the booth was blown apart but the shaft down looked clear. Casting a hover charm on herself she gently began her descent into the depths of the besieged building.

Amelia Bones was in short on the ropes, Voldemort's forces had started the day off by knocking out a pedestrian bridge and setting several offices buildings on fire in muggle London; when ministry Obliviators showed up the dissillusioned Death Eaters executed the lot of them on sight. This done they attacked Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade simultaneously while at the same time razing three muggle suburbs and turning their inhabitants into inferni; without anyone to obliviate the muggles mass panic tore through the city and the few Auror's she could spare were busy defending the magical districts.

To top it off the Ministry itself fell under siege little over an hour ago and with all the outside chaos going on there was at best a skeleton staff left to hold the line, with that lovely thought she ducked back behind cover as another dark curse flew past nearly clipping the Hit Wizard behind her. Falling back to a makeshift barircade the Minister for Magic cast a few bone breakers at the approaching horde of mixed undead, Death Eater, and if her eyes weren't decieving her, demon forces. Meeting Rufus's stern gaze she gave him a wane smile,

"Still want my job?" Casting a killing curse and managing to take a four legged horned...something out with it her long time subordinate calmly turned back to his boss and simply stated,

"No," eyes widening he grabbed her sleeve and pulled her out of the way of an approaching ghoul that Amelia than promptly caught on fire. Before anything else could be said a massive explosion tore a hole in the floor and the Dark Lord's forces swarmed into the new opening, Amelia was about to order a full retreat to deeper within the building when she heard a voice that sent cold shivers down her spine. Looking over her barricade her eyes widened as she saw an incredibly handsome man with coal black hair and dark cold eyes saunter into the lobby, he bellowed a few orders than of all things began to sing.

"Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time

I feel alive

And the world, I'll turn it inside out yeah

I'm floating around in ecstasy

So don't stop me now

Don't stop me

'cause I'm having a good time

Having a good time

I'm a shooting star leaping through the sky

Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity

I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva

I'm gonna go go go there's no stopping me

I'm burning through the sky yea

Two hundred degrees that's why-"Amelia was pulled out of her stupor as Rufus rather eloquently verbalized how she felt observing what could only by Lord Voldemort cheerfully singing as he casually began slaughtering her Aurors.

"What. The. Fuck." Yes, that would do, the pair of seasoned fighters began hurling every curse they could think of at the jubilant Dark Lord who rather casually deflected them all; as he reached the rend in the floor he gave the pair a jaunty wave, wrapped the multicolored too long scarf firmly around his neck and jumped in after his forces.

"Aurors to me!" She bellowed as her scattered forces regrouped in the now abandoned yet incredibly body clogged lobby, she was in the middle of trying to hammer out a counter attack when they heard a thump come from the entrance. All parties present spun at once shakily aiming their wands at the approaching figure who for her part looked a bit unimpressed, first thing they noticed was the blood stained sword in her hands, second was that the girl had obviously seen better days. Her skirt and stockings had several holes in them and her jumper was in shreds, the red and gold tie around her neck was hanging loose and her long raven black hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, as she met Amelia's gaze she noticed one of the lenses in her glasses was cracked. Giving the group a tired smile she waved slowly,

"Hello Minister, Chief Auror, you wouldn't have happened to see a dangerous psychopath pass through here recently?" The officials in question exchanged looks than as one pointed down into the smoldering hole in the ground, letting out a dejected sigh Lillith Potter muttered, "Brilliant..." then jumped down after the Dark Lord.

Lilly was going to admit it, she was tired of this crap already, she had been introduced to the wonderful world of horror and disaster movies by Mr. Granger and while entertaining the whole living through it thing just didn't settle well with her. Grimacing as she traversed the blood stained halls Lilly decided to distract herself for a moment,

"So out of curiosity why don't you take a more hands on approach and help me kill this guy directly? Not that I don't mind your tardy help but you're a Goddess of Death, I figured you'd have this finished by dinner if you really cared to." Rather than take offense the Morrigan actually sounded a bit contrite,

"Oh trust me dear sorceress I'd love to wreak havoc on the fields of battle once again, unfortunatly that prophecy gums up the works, if I intervened he'd probably get away like some cartoon villain and end up summoning something just as nasty as myself to counter me. As you already noticed he apparantly acquired demons which I really hadn't expected, who knows what else he's capable of," Sighing Lilly was saved a retort as she entered the Hall of Prophecies. She didn't have to look far as she heard shattering glass and a bored voice,

"Nope not that one," *crash*, "You? Nope," *crash, "How about you? Ah ha! Come to daddy," cutting around the corner she saw several Death Eaters and monsters flanking an absolutely gorgeous man as he grasped a glowing glass sphere, he looked to be in his late teens and was wearing an immaculately cut charcoal gray suit. It was what he had around his neck though that annoyed her,

"You son of a bitch where do you get off wearing the Fourth Doctor's scarf?! You're evil! The Doctor's not evil!" The party turned and aimed their wands at the newcomer while Voldemort just turned his head and gave her a cocky half grin,

"Well hello Lillith, I've been absolutely dying to make your acquaintance, do you like the new me? It is all your doing of course, that last bit of soul you released brought me back from the brink and well...you left a bit of an imprint on it as well." Lilly froze at that,

"An imprint, what the hell do you mean by that?" Grinning Tom dropped the prophecy in pouch and stuffed his hands into his pockets as he calmly approached the disheveled teen,

"My my, don't you look a bit rough? Let me guess, Hogmeade? Terribly sorry about that, here allow me," before she could react he whipped out his wand, fully expecting on getting hit with a cruciatus Lillith blinked owlishly a few moments before looking down and realizing her tattered clothes had been transfigured into a rather stunning gown.

"Wh-what the fu-" Tom interrupted her as he continued his approach,

"As for the imprint well, I acquired a great many of your own memories, you and I have so much in common, forced to live a horrible childhood amongst muggles while suffering the indignity of being an orphan. Being constantly teased with the release that is Hogwarts than being cruely shipped back to suffer again and again, having an incredible power only we can possibly comprehend and having to fight the urges that come with it." Eyes wide she backed up as Voldemort continued approaching, she gasped as her back hit the wall and couldn't find it in herself to move as he stopped directly in front of her.

"I'm nothing like you!" She spat in a manner even she had to consider to be rather juvenile, this just caused him to smile warmly as he grasped her chin,

"And we both murdered the muggle guardians that destroyed our childhoods, and felt nothing but satisfaction after the fact," before she could react, before she could even consider to use the sword in her hand to run him through the Dark Lord Voldemort leaned in and kissed her fully on the lips. Two emotions vied for dominance, intense satisfaction, and complete and utter self loathing, luckily for her she was saved from a response as Voldemort broke the kiss and stepped back grinning even wider.

Flipping his scarf tighter around his neck he gave a half bow, "Strawberries, how appropriate, so what do you have to say?" Blinking rapidly trying to process what the hell just happened her voice cracked a bit as she ground out,

"Other than the fact that my girlfriend is going to kill you? Sectumsempra!" With that she swept her sword in a wide arc, Voldemort still grinning calmly sidestepped the super charged dark cutter, the half dozen Death Eaters and two dozen ghouls and demons weren't quite so lucky. As the screams of the dying filled the room Voldemort rushed forward and grabbed Lilly by the throat throwing her several meters down the hall, rolling to a painful stop she slowly got to her feet and eyed the Dark Lord wearily.

"Oh I do so love a woman who plays hard to get," without a word his yew wand was out once again and flame whip grew from it tip, deflecting the magical lash with her sword Lillith realized that she was woefully unprepared for this. Being in a freaking gown didn't help either, absently wondering if transfiguring it back to her ragged school clothes would result in her ending up naked she barely avoided the chain of reductors and bone breakers Voldemort sent her way. Looking towards the countless shelves of glowing spheres she turn and ran from Voldemort while casting bombarda's blindly bringing countless tons of glass and wood down on the pair.

"Get to the lifts, get to the surface, get backup, this was sooooo stupid, gods be damned why do I have to be such a bloody Gryffindor at the worst possible times!?" Rolling to avoid what looked to be a cruciatus she bolted through the doorway with a thoroughly amused dark lord on her heels, she came to a screeching halt as she reached the lifts, or rather the wreckage that had been said lifts, biting back a curse she turned around and gasped. Voldemort was standing directly behind her grinning, as she hopped backwards bringing her sword up to attack he quipped,

"'Ello Poppet," than hit her directly in the chest with an over charged stunner, falling to her knees and bracing herself with the sword she felt her vision begin to swim and the last thing she saw slip out of focus was the Dark Lord reaching down to her.

Ending it on a cliffy because tired...so so so so tired. Oh since I know SOMEONE will bitch about it, no I didn't power down Lillith, she's badly hurt, using new magic, and Voldemort is bloody Voldemort, anywho REVIEW!

EDIT-You can't please everyone, as I've said several times, this entire story started out as a drunken lark, it had no real outline and thus why it's kind of been put on the back burner for other projects that actually have an end goal. The past three chapters I put up all lose me between 5-8 followers and favorites before an influx of new readers props it back up, I'm aware some of these ideas aren't popular and I"m not afraid to admit it that with this specific story, I'm just winging it.

So if you like my writing style, and your sick of how all over the place and inconsistent this specific story can be, well than please check out my other ones, most of them are significantly better than this one anyhow.