Harry was talking to Levy when three, white haired people entered the guild. The one on the lead was wearing rather revealing gothic clothes, while the two behind her were dressed more conservatively. They walked into the room, and the oldest girl, the one in the gothic clothing said, "Hey! Where's the old man in charge of this place?"

Harry stood up, walking towards them, "Master Makarov is out. What do you need?"

"I don't need your help, you wannabe swordsman! We just need to enter the guild."

"One of the adults can help you with that," Harry said.

"So you were useless and wasting my time," the girl said, swinging a closed fist for Harry's cheek. Harry drew Ereshkigal, feeling the girl strain against it. She clearly didn't have much training fighting, if any at all.

"There's no need to be rude, I was just trying to help," Harry snapped. A magic circle appeared around her arm and suddenly it was a yellow claw which pushed Harry back. Harry sheathed Ereshkigal, ready to attack as she stood across from him.

"That's enough," Master Makarov said as he entered the guildhall, "If you're going to fight, you can do it after we get them signed up. Now, what's your three's names?"

"Mirajane," the girl who tried to attack Harry said.

"Lisanna," her little sister said.

"And I'm Elfman," the brother added.

"I see," Master Makarov said, "and I see you use Take Over Magic, Mirajane. Is the same true for you two?"

"Yes, I use Animal Soul," Lisanna said.

"And I use Beast Soul," Elfman said.

Harry turned, heading back towards his seat next to Cana and across from Levy, when Mirajane called out, "Hey, we aren't done with our fight, wannabe!"

—

Mirajane stood across from the black haired boy, Harry, who drew the long saber with one hand and the sheath in the other. They stood off, before the Old Man sighed and swung his down, "Begin!"

"Take Over: Satan Soul!" She called, transforming into her demonic form, "Darkness Steam!"

Hands of dark energy flew towards Harry, who didn't move other than turning his sword into a blur of black cutting through the spell. Sheathing his sword, he drew it, black lightning flying from the blade and towards Mirajane, who took off and fired another Darkness Stream.

Harry caught all the hands on his blade, feet grinding back. Mirajane took to advance, punching with darkness infused hands. Harry used both his sheath and blade to deflect each attack, the ground cracking beneath their feet, until one slipped through, driving into his gut, causing him to to curl around her fist before flying back. Firing another Darkness Stream while he was off guard, Mira grinned.

Only for that grin to fade as he stabilized himself and held out his sheath, the hands of darkness being swallowed by it. Then he sheathed his sword, drawing it with lightning speed and releasing a torrent of darkness at her, "Underworld Return Trip!"

He rushed forwards while Mira was off guard, sheathing his sword before drawing it as he passed her, "Underworld Purgatory Dance!"

Mira felt the slashes tear into her skin, her control of Satan Soul fading as she fell to her knees. It was only her third time using Satan Soul, but still…

"You did really well," Harry complimented, "I bet you can go far."

—

It had been a year since Harry had joined Fairy Tail, and he slid through the trees, hunting a pack of wolves for their furs, which always sold well at the market.

Landing eyes on them, he dashed forwards, drawing Ereshkigal from its sheath and cutting off the lead wolf's head in one motion. Spinning on his foot, he pierced through another's mid jump. Harry drew his sword from the wolf and flickered through the others, ending each life with a single stroke of his blade.

Then he heard a thud in the distance. Keeping Ereshkigal drawn, Harry approached the noise, only to discover a large, pure white egg. And when he said large, he meant the size of his entire torso.

Well, this was something to ask the Master about. Quickly skinning the wolves, he threw their pelts over one shoulder before carrying the egg back into town. Stopping by the tannery, he dropped off the pelts and took the small sum of Jewels before heading to the Guild Hall.

He was quite surprised when he saw Natsu walking along, clutching his own white and blue egg. Natsu's eyes found his and he grinned, "You found a dragon egg too, Harry?"

"I don't think they're dragon eggs, Natsu," Harry said, pushing open the door to the guildhall with one shoulder, "Master! Natsu and I found weird eggs in the forest!"

Harry saw Levy look up, eyes widening at the egg. Master Makarov jumped down and walked over to them, looking over the eggs, "Well, I can certainly say these are strange eggs. What do you intend to do with them?"

"I know!" Lisanna pipped up, "let's hatch them!"

"Hatch them?" Harry asked blankly.

"Yeah, me and Natsu will take care of one egg, and you'll take care of the other-"

"I'll help," Levy interjected.

"-with Levy!"

"Ok, I guess," Harry said. He thought this was a bit silly, but couldn't think up a convincing argument not to.

And so, for the next month, Harry and Levy took care of the egg, Levy writing "Warm" on the egg every day, and Harry killing any monsters that tried to take the egg. Finally, at the end of the month, the egg began to crack and shake. Levy grabbed Harry's hand, and out popped…

A snow white winged cat?

Harry stared at the cat while Levy cooed as it flew over and plopped itself on Harry's head, "I know, Harry, let's name her Henrietta!"

Harry wasn't sure how she knew it was a she, and didn't feel like asking. Instead, he said, dully, "Ok, that works."

"Hello, Henrietta," Levy cooed, "I'm you mommy, and you're sitting on your daddy."

…

…

WHAT!?

—

Three years later, Harry was in the fight of his life with Levy at his side. It was, honestly, hard not to call it the fight of your life when you were fighting Gildarts Clive.

Harry threw himself between the Crash magic and Levy, holding out Ereshkigal's sheath and feeling it protest as it absorbed the spell. Sheathing the blade, Harry used Underworld Return Trip to launch the Crash magic back into another blast. Using the seconds it gave them, both teens went on the offensive. Harry rushed forwards, gathering energy around Ereshkigal as he did, Levy wrote the word "fire" in the air before pushing it towards Harry. The flames caught on Ereshkigal and turned black, while Harry leapt into the air, "Purgatorial Flame Slash, Enhanced!"

Ereshkigal was inches, inches, away from Gildarts when the fist made contact with Harry's gut. Harry curled around the punch, luckily not feeling anything break, before being blasted back by the force of the Crush magic. Slamming into the wall, he slid down it, gasping for breath. As he saw Gildarts approaching Levy, he forced himself up and ran towards them, gripping the sword with both hands, "Dance of the Seven Gates of Kur!"

Gildarts caught Harry by the face, but Harry managed to cut him with the first gate. Gildarts let go of Harry, smiling.

"Well, you passed the first part of the S-Class trial."

—

Three years later, Harry stood hidden on a cliff face, looking down at the Stauss siblings.

"Are you sure this is a good idea, Dad?" Henrietta asked.

"We restrict S-Class jobs for a reason," the hooded teen said, "Mirajane taking Lisanna and Elfman with her is dangerous to them. I'm not going to get involved if they don't need help, but if things go wrong.

Harry watched the job proceed, everything going great until Elfman tried a full body takeover and began to rampage. Harry threw himself down the cliff, landing and drawing Ereshkigal from its sheath as he went. He caught the fist swinging for Lisanna on the blade. The Dragon Slayer struggled against the strength of Elfman's Beast Soul. Once Mirajane had pulled Lisanna out of the way, Harry let go of the struggle, flying back and landing on his feet. Harry ran forwards, driving the sheath into Elfman's gut and saying, "Alright, just sleep."

Elfman changed back to normal, slumping against Harry's shoulder. Turning towards Mirajane and Lisanna, he said, "Let's get back to Magnolia."

Several hours later, they had returned to Magnolia with a near unconsolable Elfman. Turning to leave, Harry felt his hand be caught by Lisanna, turning his head towards her, "What?"

"Can I stay with you and Levy tonight?" Lisanna said, voice cracking, "Please?"

"I guess," Harry said, leading her to the house Harry, Levy and Henrietta shared, "You can use my bed, I'll sleep on the couch."

"Ok, thank you," Lisanna said quietly.