Harry Potter and the Long Winter

by Ceara Ivory

Written in honor of my heroine, Laura Ingalls Wilder who died in 1968. Harry Potter finds himself in 1880, DeSmet, Dakota Territory and is taken in by the Ingalls just before seven months of a very hard winter hits. Can he survive, can they survive?

Harry Potter and the Long Winter

Written by Chibikan

AN: This story is written in honor of a longtime heroine of mine, Laura Ingalls Wilder. I grew up on her books. Harry is a lot like her, if you think about it. And now, I'm putting them together. This takes place during book six, The Long Winter. I just hope I can do my heroine justice.

Prologue

1881, DeSmet, Dakota Territory

Cold, it was so cold. The coldest winter the small foundling town had yet known Another blizzard ravaged the poor already frostbitten settlers. The townsfolk huddled in their homes for warmth, only the most daring seeking to set foot outside and go to the general store for perhaps a game of checkers, just for change of pace. The supply train bearing the necessities for their very survival was frozen in snow in the mountains. And things could only get worse from there.

In one small home, a family of six, and one houseguest, all sat in front of a dying fire, twisting hay into sticks for burning. But it was a futile effort at best. The houseguest, a boy with mussed black hair and shining green eyes, stood and went over the window, hoping the movement would warm him at least a bit. He found their predicament quite amusing in it's irony.

Because this boy, this houseguest, was no ordinary boy. This houseguest was a wizard, from more than a hundred years in the future, from a whole other country. This houseguest was Harry Potter.

AN: And that's the end of the prologue. Tell me what you think please.

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