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Lyra is the epitome of beauty yet at the same time; darkness.

To most people, she is admired and feared. Perhaps it was because she tends to keep herself only inside her inner circle that even Fleur Delacour found it hard to reach and the undeniable yet unbelievable truth that she belong to the noble and ancient House of Black. But when witnessed how ruthless she can be when Quidditch is the matter and how skilled she is with the Dark Arts, people forget her 'sweet and innocent' act and one would think she'll end up supporting the Dark Lord.

But to Harry Potter, she is a Mystery.

And he's determined what makes her so special that even his curiousity got the best of him.