It didn't take very long to decode the egg, thankfully, cause Harry wasn't in the mood to listen to Mermish for hours on end. Seriously, it was like listening to nails on a chalkboard, where your ears started to bleed from how much it hurts. Still, his training continued until he was visited by the demon that looked like David Tennant, Crowley.

"Why are you here, Crowley?" Harry asked, his tone turning sour as he turned to face the demon.

"Is it really that bad every time I visit?" Crowley asked, looking over his shades at the powerful sorcerer, "I mean, come on, it isn't like I've come to tell you the world is ending, am I?"

"Last time you visited me, you had misplaced the Antichrist and you needed someone else besides Aziraphale," Harry said flatly, folding his arms over his chest, "so yes, you could be here to tell me that the world is ending cause you misplaces the Anti-Maria, or something."

Crowley pouted before shaking his head, "Nope, not here for that, thankfully. Nah, I'm here to tell you that certain universe that had all the Pantheons in it, the one with the redhead and the pervert, well, they may need your help."

Harry facepalmed, this was why he didn't like that Crowley was his go to Demon for all things bad happening in the multiverse. The guy's delivery was utterly deplorable, besides his horrible taste in eyewear, clothing and vehicles. The only thing he had going for him was that he loved Earth way too much to let it be destroyed.

"Fine, how long do I have before things spill over the edge?" Harry groaned, rubbing his face exasperatedly.

"Well, that depends, if you wait, then you got until the end of this year before it all goes downhill. If you leave now, you could be back before the Yule Ball happens." Crowley said, smiling.

"You are the worst, sometimes Crowley," Harry said, turning and leaving, "I don't even like you!"

"Yes, you do!" He called back before vanishing into thin air.

(Time Skip-Hogwarts-Week before Yule Ball-Hogwarts-Time Skip)

Harry stepped out of the portal along with Lilith, looking like he had been run over by a train. Which was semi-true, he had been run over by a train that transported Devils to and from the Underworld and the human world. However, clinging to his back was a little girl wearing gothic children's clothing. Of course, this was also one of the most powerful beings in that universe that had attached itself to him as his Familiar. Whatever fate hated him must of been laughing her head off.

Harry looked at the clinging little girls form, not surprised she was sleeping. Her grip was still as iron, not even letting go, Lilith was at his side thankfully. The first Demon kissed his cheek before turning and started talking with the teenaged Devil redhead while Harry walked through the snow up into the warm castle, only to be accosted by the Headmaster, Snape and Bagman. With his magic reserves already low, he was way too tired to do anything to stop them but the little girl wasn't.

The three were blasted back by a powerful shockwave that was the result of a purple magic circle, the infinity symbol in the center, which was made up of two serpents eating the others tail. Harry looked over his shoulder at the little figure on his back to find her staring right back at him, expressionless as ever.

"Pests." She said flatly, her voice a constant monotone.

"You just summed it up there, Ophis," Harry said before yawning, "Now to go to bed."

"Yes," Ophis said, nodding, "Sleep."

(Time Skip-Hogwarts-hours after the Yule Ball-Hogwarts-Time Skip)

Harry sighed as he looked at the still dancing students, Lilith had her head on his shoulder while little Ophis, stuck in child form because of Universal traveling rules, was on her lap. Days beforehand, his head of house, Professor McGonagall had found out about Ophis. Though, thankfully, the scottish deputy headmistress had asked Harry about it first instead of going all stubborn and bullheaded. As it turned out, Ophis had become Harry's second familiar but was also magically registered as his and Lilith's kid.

Ophis didn't mind that, as she seemed to want to experience aging. Harry had only shrugged at the Infinity Dragon Goddess choice, since she was her own person. Lilith had been a bit reluctant but finally caved in after Ophis hit her with the dreaded "puppy dog eyes", which Harry swore that if weaponized, it would cause every nation on Earth to cave into Ophis's desires.

The three had enjoyed the night but it was coming to a close very quickly. In Harry's opinion, it was ending way too fast but he knew this would probably happen when he gained his powers. This world was going to not be his home for long, as he would be finished the moment Voldemort was taken care of.

How he knew this was from one of the few places he stopped, however, when he learned of it, he was sort of sad he had to leave. The being, or Outsider as she/it called the species it/she was, told him that he was going to be instrumental in another world much like his own but it would be very different than the world he had grown up in. That and they were sort of contracted to be together because Fate deemed it so. They both had hated that fact, so they had decided to plan a massive prank on the person that was screwing around with their lives when he was finished with his work in this universe.

Harry stretched his limbs before picking up Ophis, and woke Lilith, "Time to go, we got a lot of planning to do, Lilith."

The Demoness sighed, "I know...I hate it when time is moving against us like this."

"Indeed," Harry grimaced, not liking it either.

(Time Skip-Hogwarts-30 Days before the Second Task-Hogwarts-Time Skip)

Harry found himself back in the Black Lake, meditating silently to himself. He was letting his magic free for a while, course through his body. This allowed his magic to be released in a controlled manner and also let it be allowed to freely do what it wanted. Magic was a sentient entity, as it had many Gods and Goddesses which helped do its job. Harry was lucky that he wasn't one of those beings, cause he was not one to sit around all day and do paperwork. He had enough problems with his schoolwork as it was.

As he was doing this, his senses spread out, feeling the ebb and flow of the Magic in the air, the ground and the water. He found the ley line that Hogwarts was built upon, brushing his extended senses against it. It was warm and alive, a powerful current of miraculous energy that allowed Hogwarts the protection and power needed to supply it. Harry spread his senses out even further, wanting to see how far he could reach.

His body turned cold, his mind felt like honey, he started sinking or was he already sunk? Harry tried to pull away but he was held firm as he was forced to see through the eyes of another in a vision so powerful, it made Harry's body burn with magical energy of the Seer.

(Vision)

The world was burning. The fires were visible from space and so were the vast swaths of smoke poisoning the atmosphere. The alien blockade surrounding the planet were impervious and relentless. Observers weren't allowed in; refugees weren't allowed out. The only moving to and from the surface were the armies of endless alien soldier and war built machines.

And him.

Harry tried to turn his head but his body refused to obey, the vision would not allow him to change what would be coming to pass. Around him, the endless armies of the greatest Alien alliance since the Infinite Empirical Congress, surged forward to take the places of those either dead or dying planetside. It didn't matter to them what happened, only what they had been told to do.

Kill everything, the Terran race was to be exterminated before it could even become a threat to the rest of the universe.

He was here for another reason, however. His body moved, heavy and constant, making Harry wince with every bootfall. Stepping onto a transport, Harry watched as the ship roared into the atmosphere, the smoke clearing to show the battlefield hidden beneath its poisonous shroud. The Terrans had been stubborn and had fought tooth and nail against the Galactic Federation of Peace, becoming more dangerous with each battle.

He didn't care, his mission was to find the leader behind the Terrans and end him or her for good. He lifted his energy weapon, deflecting oncoming ion and photon bolts into the dirt as he marched forward. Magic surged through his limbs, cutting swathes of Terran soldiers asunder as he continued his march towards the place where he felt the strongest magical pull.

He stopped, something in the air changed. Spinning, Harry was flung backwards, crashing into a Terran building. His body felt that hit to core, but he stood, facing the person that did this to him. Jet black armor with blood red markings on the cloak and shoulder pads, clawed gauntlets, dark metal boots and a helmet that reflected anyones face in the flat faceplate. Harry felt his heart stop, he was staring at himself!

"You shouldn't of come here, Drokan," Vision Harry said darkly, both hands open with multiple magi circles spinning between his fingers, "Not after what you did to Lilith and Ophis."

Harry/Drokan growled, "You are a threat to the universe, Dark One, you have no control over your powers nor do you follow the rules laid down by the ancient scholars! You are evil incarnate and I will put you down, along with anyone that stands with you!"

Vision Harry shook his head before spreading his arms, six stones of various colors spinning in a wide arc in front of him. Harry/Drokan stood up slowly, summoning his magic for combat.

"I'm sorry, Drokan," The Vision Harry said sadly, shaking his head as the stones glowed even brighter, "You pushed me to this decision when you nearly killed Lilith and Ophis, I am ending this war for good."

Harry/Drokan leapt at the Harry before everything went blindingly white, forcing Harry out of the vision completely.

(End of Vision)

Harry gasped, water filling his lungs as he forced himself up to the surface. Coughing, sputtering, the young sorcerer pulled himself onto the cold bank of the lake. His mind reeling from the vision that he had received, something wasn't right about it. It had been so wrong, so alien, so...real. Harry knew that when given a vision, Seer's tended to remember it until they put it in a memory and locked it away. But this, no, he couldn't let anyone else see it.

His body shook, out of fear or shock, he didn't know. All he knew was that Lilith and Ophis would be attacked and almost killed. He had to stop them from dying, they were now the closest things to a family he now had. Harry swore, it didn't matter if Fate tried to stop him, he would never let them die. If he had to, he would pull their souls out of Death's grasp! It wouldn't be until late into the night that Harry had calmed down enough, mentally, physically and magically, that he did return into the castle. He was exhausted beyond belief, all he wanted now was to lay down in his four poster bed and forget about the vision.

By the time he did reach his bed, he passed out upon contact with his pillow. However, the only sleep Harry got that night was restless and haunted, filled with the images of the vision. When the sun rose up the very next day, he was covered in sweat and looked like he hadn't been sleeping for weeks on end.