Chapter 7: Demons In My Mind

The battle with Parasite was such that it still rocked the minds of the members of the Legion of Super Heroes even after several days had passed. Their three newest members had earned their stripes by luring him into a position where he could be trapped and disposed of. Although as Harry had told them, it was a team effort, therefore all of them should be pleased with the work that they did. It was a learning experience and one that all of them wouldn't be forgetting anytime soon.

Tinya Wazzoo decided to get up early this morning. Perhaps she wanted to get a jump start on the day. She was much too fond of her bed on some mornings, that was something that she learned the hard way many times over the years. Never the less, the dark haired female made her way downstairs from where the bedrooms were located and ended up stopping dead with her eyes wide open when she looked into the nearby living room.

The sight was such that anyone would stop dead like a deer in the headlights upon seeing it and it caused her mouth to hang open halfway as she looked upon it. She forced herself to take a breath, even though it was really hard to keep her head up and do so.

The object of interest for the Legion females as of late, Harry Potter, was sprawled out on the couch and he had his shirt off as well. Along with the rest of his clothes Tinya observed, after she was able to draw her attention away from his muscular upper body.

Laying next to him was Imra, who had a content smile on her face and if the wet spot on the couch next to them was any indication, Tinya could piece together quite vividly what they were doing in her mind. She shook her head as she tried to clear the images of what they were doing and what she imagined Harry could do to her from her mind. It was hard….well it was hard to keep her head up above water.

'Damn,' she thought to herself as she noticed Karen and Kara sprawled out on the ground next to them. Kara was using Karen's breasts as a head rest, while the older blonde had her arms wrapped around the head of the younger one. A small amount of drool escaped Kara's mouth and her fingers were a bit south of Karen's stomach.

She felt slightly flushed as she turned away, not wanting to come across as a character of a teenage vampire novel by staring at them any longer. Heading to the kitchen she decided to pour herself a glass of milk.

Right now, Tinya was dressed in a transparent white nightie, it was see through and if she shifted enough, you'd be able to see that she wasn't wearing anything underneath. She felt that she should be comfortable while sleeping, but at the same time, she realized that there might be people who'd raise an eyebrow at what she choose to sleep in.

She bent over the counter with her legs spread as she leaned in to reach for a glass. After a moment she realized what she was doing and flushed. Moving to the fridge, she took the milk out of it and poured herself a glass of it, although she was distracted by her thoughts to the point that she poured until it was nearly overflowing.

"Oh, hello Tinya, didn't expect someone to be down here this early."

Tinya gave a surprised squeak and spilled the milk down her top, causing the transparent material that she was wearing to become even more so.

The dark haired girl shook her head and thanked her lucky stars that Harry had slipped on a pair of pants. He was still shirtless which kind of distracted her, but that was beside the point.

"Oh! Hey! Harry! Good morning," Tinya managed to get out as she turned to look at him, then she bit down on her lip nervously. "I would ask if you couldn't sleep….but, it seems like you've had a restful night."

"Oh yes, although it was intense one," Harry told her with one of those winks that caused a girl to get damp in the panties. He reached towards her. "You might want to get that cleaned up, milk is really sticky and it could leave a permanent stain."

"Yeah, I wouldn't want to walk around with white fluids all over me," Tinya stated in agreement, but then she clapped her hands over her mouth when she realized what she just implied.

Harry corked an eyebrow and his grin widened. "Oh, do tell?"

"Well….you…well...you see….oh damn! How red is my face right now anyways?" Tinya asked him. Harry smiled at her while he casually poured himself a glass of milk and then grabbed a cookie.

"Nice vibrant shade of crimson," Harry stated casually as he indulged himself in the cookie. "Mmm, soooo good."

Chocolate had stuck to his finger, he reached forward and offered it to Tinya.

"Want a taste?" Harry asked, he could see every single inch of the woman in front of him, but he decided to play it cool and enjoy the view, rather than bring it to her attention.

"Um…."

"Don't worry, I won't bite, unless you want me to," Harry offered her, but she backed off a bit.

"So…yeah….I need to take a shower," Tinya managed to get out as she shook her head.

'And it looks like it's going to be a cold one,' Harry commented mentally to himself as he ignored the chorus of snickering blondes who'd pretended that they were asleep.

"I'll just...whoops...so...sorry," Tinya said apologetically after she slipped and spilled milk down the front of Harry's pants.

"It's alright, it happens to the best of us," Harry told her. "You're really not having a good morning, are you?"

"No...I'm not, just...just let me, clean this up," Tinya stuttered apologetically as she went down one knee and tried to dry Harry's pants. She was unintentionally groping him, but Harry tried to remain stoic. However, there was something hard and stiff much lower that told the true story.

"So…that's the best I'm going to….you know…."

"You know, if you get these pants off my body, you might have a little bit easier of a time," Harry told her and Tinya nodded in an excited manner.

"Yes...I'm…sure, I'll do that," she managed to get out, before she pulled Harry's pants down "I'll get them back to you soon! Don't worry! I'll get the stain out!"

She was stopped cold by the monster that she unleashed and her eyes widened in shock. Tinya couldn't really help herself. After she heard Imra screaming in pleasure the other night, she'd been having rather vivid dreams about Harry Fucking Potter fucking her.

'Maybe this is another dream,' she thought to herself, although there was something about that fact which she doubted.

"You want it, don't you?" Harry whispered to her and heat rose up between Tinya's legs.

"Yes...please," Tinya breathed out, leaning in Harry lifted her up, then pinned her down onto the counter as he kissed her breathless.

She was experiencing so many heated sensations running throughout her body that she hadn't felt before and Harry's lips….well, there was no question what they were like, they were like magic.

And his hands, well his hands were even better.

Tinya was left walking a bit crookedly, but it was more than worth it in the end. She turned to him with a flirty little smile on her face. "Sooo...I'm heading to the shower….if you want to join me, I'm sure we can help each other get clean."

"I'd thought you'd never ask," Harry told her as he watched her delicious ass and long beautiful legs as she walked off. He was hard once again and ready to indulge himself once more in this alien beauty.

Salu sat back comfortably in her chair with a bright smile on her face as she thought about the nice day ahead of them. Things had been intense lately and there was the looming specter of the Forbidden Zone still hanging over them.

"Harry!" Salu Digby, the dark haired heroine known as Shrinking Violet yelled out when the emerald eyed wizard entered the room. Popping up out of her seat, she greeted Harry with a warm hug. "Thank you for saving us from Parasite! I don't know….I don't know what we would have done without you!"

"I'm sure the Legion would have found a way," Harry offered her, while returning her hug and offering an additional squeeze of reassurance.

"Yes….well...I'm kind of upset about how well I did," she stated, hanging her head, she almost whispered out her next sentence. "I'm relatively new to the team and I feel like I blew my big test."

"I wouldn't say that you've blown anything, I've made enough mistakes to fill seven entire books," Harry told her with a wink and she perked up a tiny little bit at that.

"Really?"

"Yes Salu, really," Harry commented with a light chuckle, he was glad when he could perk up others through his own misfortunes.

"But!….The legends say…."

"Well, if they're anything like the legends about me in my own time, I wouldn't put too much stock into them," Harry told her and Salu nodded as she stretched in front of him. She didn't mind that her shirt rode up as she did so, in fact, the girls of the Legion were intrigued about Harry Potter as a whole. After all, he was strong enough to keep up with two Kryptonians, which proved to be a good indication of his stamina.

"I'm sure you must have done some amazing things," Luornu Durgo, the dark haired heroine also known as Triplicate Girl, offered to him after she entered the room and then she divided into three.

"Yes, tell us Harry," one of the duplicates commented as she began to rub his shoulders with a smile.

"I'm sure that you have some amazing stories about your conquests to share with us," another dupe whispered eagerly into his ear as she began to rub his neck and shamelessly draped her leg over his. She offered a vibrant smile as she preformed the deed.

"Conquests do you mean…."

"Over the forces of evil, naturally," Luornu said with a knowing smile and wink as she ran her fingers down Harry's cheek, then she sat down in front of him.

Harry had to love a girl who had the potential to be walking orgy all on her own but, that was beside the point.

Imra showed up at that point and nudged the dupes to the side. She leaned in to capture Harry's lips in a fiery kiss.

She smiled at the thought of one of his powers, he was able to send out pheromones like it was no one's business and the fact it ensnared girls, powerful, beautiful, and smart girls at that, was saying something about how powerful an ability it was. Of course, it merely removed what little inhibitions they had. Therefore, her smile grew wider as she thought about exactly what he could do with them.

"So, how are you coming on the ring?" she asked.

"I think I might be closer to cracking the code today than I was yesterday, although I'm taking every step to make sure nothing tears through the dimensional fabric of space this time," he told her and the blonde offered him an enchanting smile.

"Well, I should hope so," she stated as she placed her hand on his knee and she leaned back for a second to shake her head. It was hard to stay upset with Harry, even though he had the tendency to come as a grumpy asshole at times.

"Hey! It wasn't my fault…."

She stifled his protest with another kiss, her tongue delving a little deeper into his mouth this time. He was someone that she could see herself spending the rest of her days with and given the lifespan of her race, they would spend a very long time together.

It might seem odd to some people that some girls would accept being part of a collective, but really, it depended on the person. Most people couldn't give them the love and attention that Harry could, although he wasn't without his own flaws. Then again, Imra might have been a bit more than suspicious if Harry came across as someone without them.

"I understand love, believe me, I do," she whispered into his ear with a smoldering grin on her face. "And I can see that you're doing what you can and I know that you'll succeed."

Harry felt his spirits rise due to her support, kissing her back for a moment. He then turned to look at the other two girls present in the room with them and he could almost sense their plans on how to get him into bed. Not that they needed to do much scheming, he would happily take care of all of their needs.

Any sexcapades would have to wait for now though, as a problem presented itself. As another member of the Legion joined them in the room.

It was hard to keep his eyes off of her since she had a commanding presence that demanded his attention. She had long silvery white hair that fell to her back and shimmered for all to see. A tight white top wrapped around her amazing DD Cup breasts. Her white pants were equally as tight, fitting her lower body like a glove and there was a subtle pattern of clouds embroidered into them.

"Nura, what's the matter?" Imra asked her in concern.

"I've had a vision, we're going to all die at the Arch Demon's hands," Nura stated, her eyes glowing faintly. "And his daughter….his daughter will be sacrificed to ensure his ascension."

Harry didn't believe in Divination, but he also knew that Naru's powers worked in a different way than what he learned back at Hogwarts and he could tell that this was a situation that needed to be at least checked out.

Chloe turned up to join them and she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the situation in front of her, almost immediately the seriousness of it set in.

"Seems like I got here just in time," Chloe commented and Imra turned towards her.

"We need you to research an Arch Demon," Imra commented and Chloe whistled at that request.

"Oh! Of course! All I've got to do is punch up the Google, enter that extremely vague term and I'll get started right away!" Chloe stated sarcastically, then she waved her hand and several holographic screens popped up in front of her face.

Sometime about seven hundred years ago, the Internet was renamed the Google, because of the search engines total domination over everything Internet related. It was a monster that could not be stopped, that would not be stopped, and everyone should have seen it coming.

Some might say that Google was an even greater force than the Illuminati and pulled the strings of even that shadow organization.

"Well that's interesting," Chloe said after letting out a low whistle and several nervous gazes locked onto her.

Harry spoke first of them all, since he was wondering what they all wondered. "Is this the good kind of interesting or the bad kind of interesting?"

"It's just interesting!" Chloe snapped at him and Harry couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Sorry! I've been taking lessons on being needlessly vague and pointlessly cryptic from you."

Imra sensed the frustration and the agitation coming from her and she was feeling more of her fair share of it herself. So with that being said, she decided to prod Chloe into answering the question. "Chloe, what is it…."

"Well, it's simple, yet needlessly complex, if that makes any sense at all," Chloe said as she rested her hand on the side of her chin. She double checked the information that she printed out, before she explained. "There have been several Arch Demons, or at least demons who've claimed to be the Arch Demon like Ba'al, Diablo, Mephisto, Beezlabub, Betelgeuse, but none more powerful than this one. I'm sure he's been known by many names, but there's one name that keeps popping up."

"Trigon," Nuru whispered with wide eyes as she shifted over to join them. Her nerves felt like they were on fire and Chloe nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, the name was Trigon. What was that? Another vision, or a brief flick of something?" Chloe asked her and Nuru nodded her head stiffly.

"Yes, it was something alright," she agreed as she brushed her hair out of her face. She wasn't certain what that something was, but she was most certainly knew that she didn't like it.

"Tell us about Trigon, Chloe," Harry encouraged her and Chloe frowned at that request before biting down on her lower lip, but he continued to speak. "I think I might have run across the name before…."

"Oh! Please tell me you didn't do anything to piss him off! Please tell me that!" Chloe said, almost chanting it verbally and mentally. She looked at Harry with wide eyes, almost hoping against hope that he didn't do something like that.

"I don't know, maybe," Harry offered while racking his brain for any encounters he might have had with Trigon. Someone like that….well, he thought that he might have remembered them, then again he'd been pissing people off since the day he was born. "….Not to the best of my recollection, but you know how things can go."

"Well...as long as he doesn't recall something that you don't recollect, we should be fine...I think," Imra added nervously from were she stood next to Harry. "So this Trigon…."

"He was defeated a thousand years ago by a group of young heroes called the Teen Titans," Chloe explained to them. "Legend has it that there was a prophecy involving him siring a half-demon daughter that would allow him to come through a portal, which would allow him to conquer Earth and many other realms upon her sixteenth birthday. The plan was foiled by the Titans, but much like the Terminator, he claimed that he'd be back."

"A daughter, you mentioned something about his daughter?' Harry asked after turning to Nuru.

"My visions...they can sometimes be helpful...but other times, they can be grossly inaccurate," she informed him in an apologetic voice. She wanted them….well, she wanted them to remain calm and not get too upset with her.

"Just focus Naru, we'll see if we can find anything helpful," Imra said to the Legion females and Harry, all of them who nodded.

"There's something about…the Forbidden Zone."

"Oh for fuck sakes, not again!" Harry grumbled, he would be extremely happy to see the back of that place. He was hoping to get the ring working soon, so he could end that curse and hopefully bring the infected some kind of peace, even if they'd been douche bags like Draco Malfoy in life, but it had been slow going.

"Do you think…."

"I think Trigon might see those in the Forbidden Zone as the perfect pawns," Chloe stated, she tilted her head to the side and rested her head on her hand cutely as she looked thoughtful about it. "I just don't know if anyone would be arrogant enough to think that they could be considered an equal to Trigon."

"Oh believe me, in that world, there are people that arrogant. Hell, your average pureblood is probably that arrogant by their eleventh birthday," Harry said darkly, before he once again shifted his head a half of an inch to the side.

"There are?" Chloe asked as she read over the report. "If this is coming from the Forbidden Zone and he's made contact…."

"If Trigon can get into the Forbidden Zone, then the Infected in the Forbidden Zone can get out of the Forbidden Zone," Harry managed.

"Well, we're going to have to find the tear between dimensions before they do," Imra stated.

She could tell that Harry wished that he had made more headway on the ring than what he'd been able to so far.

"I think we should keep this strictly to a fact finding mission," Chloe suggested. "I would say try and avoid any trouble, but I know better than anyone else that most times it can't be helped."

"Chloe, I don't go looking for trouble, trouble always finds me," Harry told her, with a roguish grin that sent liquid hot desire burning through her body and mind.

"Well, at least history has gotten that much accurate," Chloe said with a crimson blush, before she turned around to do a proper head count. "So Shrinking Violet, Saturn Girl, and Dream Girl you go with….you don't even have a codename yet, do you?"

"It's a work in progress," Harry stated as he looked over his shoulder and walked off without another word.

"Right you go with Harry Fucking Potter or He-Who-Does-Not-Have-A-Codename-Yet...," Chloe continued, before she paused and blinked, at the realization that was quite the mouthful. "...to the Forbidden Zone, don't attract any attention if at all possible."

Harry smiled, but then he heard an ominous echo that didn't seem to bode well for their future endeavor.

'He's trapped me, Harry Potter trapped me….Harry Fucking Potter,' the voice whispered and he couldn't help but stand up straight when a shiver ran down his spine.

"You know, I'm not accustomed to being forced to wait to get what I want!" Hermione snapped with a scowl as she looked into the light.

"You will be silent WHORE! Unless you wished to be trapped in this hell of your own making forever!" Trigon bellowed from where he looked down upon her.

"NO! You don't understand! I have the power! I have the knowledge! I'm the smartest witch that ever lived!" Hermione cried out as her eyes darted around the room crazily. "I have powers that you have never seen before! I will be the one to save the universe….."

"You are amusing insect! Nothing more, one I may keep as a pet," Trigon commented idly. "But despite that factor, you are nothing more than an insect on the tapestry of life, a worthless footnote in history and nothing more. You are of marginal intelligence and even more marginal looks. The fact you think you had anything to do with the success of one of the greatest heroes the universe has ever seen is laughable at best."

"HARRY FUCKING POTTER IS A MEDIOCRE DUNCE THAT CAN'T HOLD A WAND WITHOUT MY CONSTANT INSTRUCTION!" Hermione shrieked in a tone that could break glass. She fell to her knees and began to sob, lifting up her hands she stared at them for a moment, before she began to sob even louder. "Yes….I understand….I understand….in the end….they were right."

Hermione was speaking to her hands as she was saying this. The bushy haired sorceress had gone around the bend. She was interrupted by a knocking coming from the door and it quickly grew frantic.

"It seems like you have issues," Trigon commented with dry amusement.

"I HAVE EVERYTHING UNDER CONTROL!" Hermione howled out, continuing to speak to her hands as walked towards the door. "They don't understand…I am special….I am beautiful…..I am powerful…..I will crush Harry Potter and those bitches….they cannot stop me…..for I am Hermione Jane...or is it Jean...Granger….Best Student in my year….smartest witch who ever lived."

"Mistress! We have trouble…."

"I'll say that you do if you've interrupted me for a trivial matter, COLIN FUCKING CREEVEY!" Hermione growled at the young man before her. "Spit it out! Before I suck your brains out through a straw, you little shit!"

"Well...um, you see…um….yeah…really."

"TALK TO ME BOY!" Hermione shouted through her rotted teeth, which were dripping with a green slime currently and burned through the ground were it landed when she spoke.

"We have….detected those woman and Harry Potter….they're here!….they're here in the Forbidden Zone!"

"Potter! This time I'll get him for sure!" Hermione said, her eyes burning with greed.

"You idiot, he's leading you into a trap," Trigon muttered shaking his head. "Then again, you do come across as an insufferable know it all with delusions of grandeur."

Hermione turned towards the six glowing eyes in the shadows. "DON'T EVER CALL ME THAT!"

She stormed off down the hallway, only to stop suddenly when she saw several of the Infected burned to a crisp on the ground before her.

"These people are incompetent," Hermione grumbled, after palming her face, she rolled up her sleeves and got down to work. If you wanted a job done right, you always had to do it yourself, Ron 'black Hole for a stomach' Weasely had taught her that.

The brunette witch carefully stepped over the bodies, before she continued to walking down the hallway, only to once again stop when she heard voices nearby.

"Right there...it's in there...the portal...we've got to shut it down…."

"Portal," Hermione whispered to herself as her face twisted into a wide slasher grin. She licked her lips in glee, if she was able to get through the portal, the harvest of magic on the other side would be delicious.

Nura, Salu, Imra, and Harry had made their way into the Forbidden Zone and Hermione Granger hungered for fresh meat.

"So….you're trying to get to a portal, huh?" Hermione asked. "Well you're going to have to go through….."

Harry banished Hermione into a nearby wall causing her to crash through it before she could launch into a monologue. Unfortunately, she had absorbed so much magic since becoming an Infected that a Killing Curse wouldn't work even work on her now, which was intriguing to Harry on a few different levels.

Hermione grumbled in agony as she pushed herself back onto her feet, immune to the killing curse or not, she still felt pain. Looking around she saw that Harry and those Bitches had slipped passed her.

"So, my daughter summoned you here did she?"

That was the question that Trigon asked as Harry and the Legion showed up.

"I will soon absorb more power from this realm then I will ever need and when I do, I will finally return to your reality, leaving my daughter forever trapped in an endless void."

'Not as trapped as he likes to think,' a voice whispered directly into Harry's mind.

Harry shook his head, after all the bullshit he went through with Tom, he didn't like hearing random voices in his head.

"My daughter perished a long time ago, but her soul, her soul didn't pass on," Trigon whispered with fire burning through his six eyes from the shadows.

'It's far more complex than that, but whatever you say, Father,' she whispered to Harry and this time, he was pretty sure that he was the only one that heard her.

Hearing a random female voice he didn't know inside of his head wasn't good, even for a wizard who heard female voices inside of it every single day.

"At last I'm free…."

Imra nailed Trigon with a telekinetic blast which slammed into him like a freight train and forced him back. She developed a throbbing headache just from doing so though.

"Believe me, you might have broken free from Limbo, but you still have to break out of the Forbidden Zone," Harry stated, while sending multicolor bolts of energy towards him.

Trigon offered a scornful laugh when the spells Harry used seem to simply fizzle out. "Foolish boy, that barely even affected me. Are you even trying child?"

"Merely a distraction," Harry countered.

'Reverse the flow of the portal and suck him back into it, I trust you know how to do,' the voice helpfully whispered into his ear.

"You're getting instruction from my useless daughter, aren't you boy?"

Trigon tried to nail Harry with one huge blast of energy, but the green eyed wizard dived out of the way. The Legion circled Trigon like a pack of female lions and he swung at them in an attempt to scatter them. He was no where near full power, but even at half power, Trigon was still an extremely formidable enemy. He lifted his arms up into the air once more and he swung for the fences sending energy blasts towards them, but Harry and the Legion scattered out of the way.

'What's he trying to accomplish?' Imra questioned them and Harry was catching on pretty fast. Being frozen for three thousand years had dimmed his reflexes some, but he managed to keep his head together.

'He's trying to break my enchantments….which means we'll have more than one problem if the Infected escape the Forbidden Zone with him,' Harry thought to the girls and they nodded.

"Soon I will be free!" Trigon yelled out, only for to Harry lunge forwards and knock him back, using a combination of spells and physical attacks. The burning bright lights and slashing spells, along with the rapid fire flurry of magically enhanced punches bounced off of Trigon.

Nothing seemed to be working at the moment on the demon lord. Then a bright light erupted outwards nearly blinded them and Trigon's face twisted with glee.

Harry was pretty sure that he wasn't dead, because he had died before and this was nothing like it. At least, he was assuming that he wasn't dead, since there wasn't an ancient twinkle eyed bastard or a cute goth with an amazing rack nearby to greet him this time. Then again, it would be unwise to make any assumptions without the proper amount of data. Never the less, he shook his head to clear it and got up off the ground, this wasn't going to end that way. His emerald green eyes glowed with power as he looked up to see Trigon.

Trigon was still here, he was still trapped, which told Harry one important thing. Something went really and completely wrong with what he tried to do.

"WHAT HAPPENED?!" Trigon thundered out in his disbelief and rage.

"You're A FUCKING IDIOT! That's what happened!" Hermione shouted as she charged forwards towards him.

Harry had to admire Hermione for having the biggest balls he ever saw on a female, right before he offhand backhanded her into another wall.

It hit him suddenly that he was the only one there alongside Trigon and Hermione.

"What just happened?" Trigon demanded as he looked around and sniffed the air. Harry wondered what he was doing, but the Terrible One himself was all too happy to let him in on that secret. "She's here, yes, yes I can smell it, she's here and she's not getting away, not this time."

Harry really had no idea what happened, so with a shrug he conjured a battle axe while Trigon was distracted. He super charged it with magical energy and then doing a complete three hundred and sixty degree revolution swung for the fence.

He let go and the blade spiraled through the air to nail Trigon hard in the chest. He slid back a few inches as he bellowed in pain.

Hermione rushed Harry once again to try and attack him, the emerald eyed wizard casually offhand backhanded her away once again and she smashed into the ground like an afterthought.

Trigon stood up to his full height and raised his hands in Harry's direction, only to end up being drilled by him with a flying knee to the face and then the Arch Demon found himself quickly bound by glowing runic chains.

"No, I won't…."

"Yes, you will!" Rachel Roth, better known by the codename Raven stated when she showed up to join the party. She was wearing a sheer white robe that covered most of her body, but her glowing eyes could be seen under the hood.

Harry locked his eyes upon her as she blasted Trigon with a bright light that knocked him further back.

"Go! The portal will close any second now, you need to get out of here," she informed Harry.

Harry went to protest, only to stop when Hermione grabbed him around the ankle.

"Never thought you were the clingy type of girl, Mione," Harry managed to get out as he tried to kick her off and her eyes flared with anger.

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?" she thundered loudly as she looked up towards him in her rage and Harry took advantage of that fact to kick her off.

"Oh! That's right! You don't like your name being shortened for any reason isn't that right….Hermy-own-ninny ?" Harry taunted her and Hermione growled at him, claws bared as she tried to impale him upon them.

Harry was just barely focusing on the other battles around him, right now he had to deal with Hermione. She tried to take his head off with the next attack, but Harry grabbed her hand and twisting, flipped her up into the air before he kicking her, causing her to crash into another wall with a careening thud.

A flick of his wrist caused her to be encased in a magical resin which would prevent her from moving.

"No!" Hermione shouted out, when she realized that she would be trapped in another prison.

"See you later, Hermykins!" Harry shouted over his shoulder, before he started to scramble towards the exit.

He was stopped short when a wall of fire that erupted in front of him.

Trigon was forcing the attacks of the robed figure in front of him back. Harry saw the portal shrinking above his head and there was fire surrounding him on all sides.

'Well, this might suck,' Harry thought to himself, but he had no real choice.

Harry flew through the fire, which caused him to feel like every single one of his nerve ending was on fire. He screamed in agony, but he managed to pass through the portal.

He lost his right shoe in the process as well, but it could have been worse, much worse.

Harry was thrown head over heels from the portal and as a result, he crash hard into the ground with a terrific impact. Hitching in a pained breath, he rolled over onto his hands and knees. After rubbing the back of his head where it made contact with the ground, he looked up to see the Legion girls looking him over.

"The Infected shrieked out in some unbearable pain and then went catatonic," Naru whispered to him.

"Good, let's go," Harry told them as he felt the portal close shut.

'You did it, congratulations,' the mysterious girl thought to him.

'Well, you're the one who blasted Trigon out of the way,' Harry thought back to her.

'It was your charmwork that reversed the portal to send him back from whence he came….though I'm currently trapped there as well,' she thought to Harry.

'Forever?' Harry asked her.

'Forever is a long time,' she commented. 'Don't worry, I'll be back eventually.'

Harry shook his head, he went into this mission expecting answers, but instead ended up with a bunch of questions.

"Are they dead?" Salu asked as she looked over the Forbidden Zone residents who'd stopping moving the moment Hermione went through the portal.

"Well they aren't alive," Harry stated, but until he was sure that they'd been sent on for good, he was going to be cautious.

Hopefully, this was the last time they'd stepped into the Forbidden Zone for a long time, at least until they found a way to reverse the curse.

"Well, we won, so that's something," Imra offered to him and Harry eyed her carefully for a moment before responding.

"I'm not sure if we did or merely just delayed them," he corrected her, there was something off putting about the way Hermione was acting, even more so than normally.

There was a higher power involved, but who, what, were and more importantly why, those were questions that Harry had a lot of trouble answering.

To Be Continued.