A Wizard, A King, and A Princess

by WahineKaeru

Harry had misused the time turner at the end of their third year and ended up in the time before Arthur became King. A deity of the Old Gods needs a champion and with luck had found him, the future King of England. But Harry's unexpected friendship with Arthur complicated the matter as they both were thrown into Westeros. Full Summary inside::Rated M for Language of course

1. Prologue

Prologue

London 598 AD

Harry looked around himself and froze. He stood in front of a man that was supposed to be a legend. How had he gone that far back in time? Well, the answer was quite simple. Hermione's damn time turner. Apparently she hadn't been simple enough in the instructions how to properly use it. He had turned it about…well he wasn't sure how many turns he just kept getting fascinated with it. Well, it seemed he did it too much.

He looked up to the man in front of him and let out a deep sigh. "Look, I've got a lot of shite on my mind and this is not helping matters. Please pull your sword away." He said as he looked over to see the man watched him with deep blue eyes. He hadn't been sure what to have expected.

"Who are you? And if you don't mind, telling me how you ended up here in my brothel?" The man asked as he turned to one of the girls as she stared with wide eyes.

"I don't know. I'm just here. Can I at least get a cup of water?" He asked as his throat felt scratchy. "I'm not from around here."

"He just appeared out of nowhere, Arthur! How are we to explain this?" The woman demanded of the blonde haired man in front of him.

"Just settle down. I'll see what I can do. Go on about your business." He ordered as she looked back to Harry once before she left to go up the stairs.

Harry looked to the man to see him stare. It made him uneasy. "My name is Harry Potter. I'm from a small village on the other side Britain. My Village was slaughtered and I was all that was left." He said as the man studied him more.

"Are you a mage?" Arthur asked curiously.

"No, I'm a wizard. I do more than magic tricks." Harry answered flatly.

"Truly?" Arthur asked as he passed a cup that sat beside him on the table.

"Yes." Harry said as he looked into the cup and spoke, "Aguamenti."

Arthur watched with wide eyes as the cup filled to the brim with water. Harry drank the water and then sighed with relief. "I need to get back." He said as he stood finally from his position.

"I don't think you want to go out just yet, mate. The Black Legs are looking for someone. If they catch you and since they've never see ya before they might just throw you in the stocks. Come on. I'll let you stay for a bit." Arthur sighed as he motioned for Harry to follow him.