A/N: So I forgot to give you the synopsis…and I don't own anything.

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. They awaken in Dorne, farther south than the Deity had wished to place them. The Deity makes itself known to them and tells them the only way to get back home is to help the people here first. Now they must make their way North, all the while trying to keep a Princess at home with her family. How will they succeed?

Four years later

London 602 AD

Harry woke with a start. He felt something in the air. He wasn't sure what, but he knew it was anything but good. He stood up and moved to the basin to wash his face. He smiled to himself in the broken mirror. It had been four years since he last saw anyone he knew, but he had become best friends with Arthur and now loved his time here in the past. He moved past the mirror and got dressed. The girl in his bed was only there for her protection against the Vikings that had decided to get rough. He had healed her face and did what he could. It seemed Hermione's healing lessons came in handy after all. He stood tall for his now seventeen year old self. He helped Arthur keep the girls safe. He had gotten so used to not having technology that it was weird to think of going back to the future.

He shook his head and let the girl sleep. He left out the door and made his way down the stairs to see that Arthur was already awake. "She's asleep. It's time to go and see what really happened from George." Harry said as their two friends stood and waited for Arthur.

Arthur turned his neck from side to side and they heard it crack. "Let's go." He said as he ran a hand through his blond locks.

The four of them walked into the colosseum to find George and get the story on what happened to the girl.

As they spoke Harry felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up once more. That same feeling of dread came over him as the earth began to quake and the wind picked up. Harry looked to see a hole ripped through the fabric of reality and a cloaked hand grabbed hold of Arthur's arm. He reached for Arthur and was sucked into the hole along with him.

Blackness.

That was all he had seen before light burst forth and he saw the ground coming for them. He pointed his wand and cast a spell to slow them down. But the landing, he knew, was going to be anything but soft. They slowed a bit before impact. Then they saw nothing but black.

Westeros

297 AC

Rhaenys watched as the two men landed right in front of her. Her sworn shields drew their swords, but she stayed their hands as she approached the two. They both looked to be young and around her age. "What do you think, Arthur?" She asked as Ser Arthur Dayne, her main sworn shield, looked at the two young men quizzically.

"I'm not sure, Princess. They do not appear to be hurt." He said as the two of them studied the bodies. The body on the right was a blonde haired young man, tall and broad shouldered. He had handsome features, of this no one could deny. Arthur's eyes darted to the other boy. Shaggy black hair and a bearded face that made him look older. The boy had an odd scar upon his forehead. He was as tall as the blonde man and just as muscular.

"Ser Gerold, go and fetch my uncle." She ordered as the guard left and headed back the way they came.

It did not take but ten minutes before Prince Oberyn was at his niece's side. "What have you found, my darling Rhaenys?" He asked before his eyes widened at the two men in front of his niece.

"Two men just fell from the sky, Uncle. What should we do with them?" She asked as Oberyn studied the men.

"Carry them to two separate rooms and we'll see what we can find out from them." Oberyn said as he snapped his fingers and the guards that had followed him picked up the two men.

Rhaenys moved to the blonde man and removed the sword form his hip and then turned to the other man and removed his sword as well. She then noticed that the black haired man held a stick clutched in his hand. She removed it and placed it in her cloak pocket. She handed the swords to Ser Arthur and he strapped them to his person.

They made their way back to the palace in silence. Each were thinking of how to tell Doran of their discovery.

Two Days Later

Arthur groaned as jumped up from the soft bed. He looked around to see that he was in a luxurious room and blinked. Once. Twice. Three times before he shook his head to clear it. He thought back to the last thing he remembered. They had been talking with George on the treatment the Vikings gave to one of the girls and then the earth started to shake. Then he remembered Harry had grabbed his arm and something had grabbed his other. He held on tightly to his friend and they were both swept up into something black.

The door opened and he saw a young woman stood in the way. She had dark skin and long black hair. Her eyes are what caught him thought. They were bright violet and they shined with knowledge. "Good morrow, Ser." She said softly as Arthur rubbed his eyes before they roamed over her body. Her dress was sheer, but covered the important places.

"Good Morrow, My Lady." He said as he stood. It was then he noticed that two men followed her every move. They were like shadows.

"My name is Rhaenys, and you are?" She asked with a motion for him to talk.

"Arthur, my name is Arthur, my lady." He said quickly.

"Arthur, just Arthur?"

"Arthur Pendragon." He said quickly as he could have smacked himself in the face. He knew better than to give out his real name. He didn't even know he was the prince of England until Harry showed up and actually showed him his mother and father.

"Pendragon? I've never heard of that name before." She said in a thoughtful voice. "Are you really a dragon?"

"I can't turn into one if that is what you're asking. If anyone can it would be Harry." Arthur said confused.

"Harry? The other young man that landed with you?" She asked as Arthur turned to her sharply.

"He is here then?" He asked a smile grew on his face.

"Yes. Is he your lover?" She asked as a look of horror came up on him.

"No!" He protested. "He is my friend and brother."

"Oh. That explains why he's been wanting to see you." She turned back to the big man behind her. "Ser Arthur, please retrieve the other young man."

The man nodded, but said nothing as he left. Arthur noticed she still had one shadow left. "Can you tell me where we are?"

"You're in Dorne. This land is called Westeros." She said with a wistful smile.

"What exactly is Westeros? And Dorne?" He asked concerned that he was nowhere near London.

She almost answered when the sound of scuffling was heard. The two looked to the door to see Harry come into the room with a smug look on his face. His smirk said it all. Arthur knew what he'd done. He'd tried to escape and almost got away with it.

Harry shook his hair out as he walked into the room and looked up to see Arthur. "Finally you woke up. Wondered how long you were needing your beauty sleep, Princess." He said as Arthur scoffed at him.

"And what exactly have you been doing whilst we've been here?" Arthur inquired as Harry came to stand beside him.

"Nothing much, was reading up on the history of this place. It seems we've landed in another world." Harry said with a sigh. "And it's all your bloody fault."

"Why me? What did I do that was so bloody wrong?" Arthur demanded of his friend.

"I'm not too sure. All I know is that something is off to you otherwise we would still be in London. What do you think is going to happen to us? Do you think we'll get back home?" Harry wondered aloud.

"And why is that my fault? It's not like I asked for this to happen. Besides you get to introduce yourself to the lady." Arthur said is you looked around and his eyes landed on Harry.

"There has to be a reason we're here. Otherwise we'd be back home." Harry muttered before a hit came to the back of his head. He stumbled a moment before he turned with a glare to his friend.

"Well hurry and introduce yourself." Arthur said as Harry looked to the other people sheepishly.

"My name is Harry Potter. It is a pleasure to meet you." Harry said as Rhaenys giggled at them.

A/N: so this is chapter one I hope you enjoyed it I will be writing soon. This story came from a friend of mine who is currently writing it and asked me to post it so I'm helping her as much as I can and when she sends me the post I'm going to proofread it well maybe otherwise I might just post it and we hope you like it and chapter two she is working on it right now so I hope you all enjoy this later.