Summary: Harry potter had thought that now when he'd destroyed voldemort, he'd live happily ever after in an isolation from everyone. However, a new prophecy and then a mysterious incident leads him to the world of WESTEROS after earth's destruction. How will he cope in this world which is itself rife with corruption, treachery, betrayal and manipulation? MoD harry, occasionally-selfish, exceptionaly-rich harry. This will be a Harry/Daenerys pairing.
Author's Note: Alright! So, Harry arrives in westeros after giving earth and all us poor souls a final farewell. Hope you guys like it.
Disclaimer: Nope. Still don't own any of the characters. They belong with JKR and GRRM. But the story is all mine.
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Now, Let me answer some of the reviews.
Elquenodebesernombrado: I don't know what you meant by the muggles, my friend. But you'll find that monetary resources and magical knowledge has been assured to harry in this chapter. Hope you'll like it my you and keep reading.
iitrnr: Yes, you're right, my friend and I had already noticed the mistakes. You'll find that I've already corrected any typos and all capitalisation mistakes I found. Though, if any still remain, please let me know via a pm. Thank you. Keep reading.
Light Lord Cybergate: Sorry, but I can't bring Harry's friends into westeros now, my friend. Though, a Basilisk, hmm. Interesting idea. Let me think on it. Thank you and keep reading.
HeyStardust: Thank you for your critic yet informative input, my friend. Don't worry I don't plan on turning harry into some super god. Yes, he'll have powers and knowledge, but only magical. He'll still have to get to know about the world on his own. He won't be turning into a new child of a great family as much as i like your idea. But he'll strike out on his own soon. And so, he and daenerys will emerge as players on their own. And yes, the name harry is too nancy-pants for westeros. The name will be changed to...HADRIAN. And yes, he'll be damn subtle and not just magicking his way out of every tight thing. Thank you and keep reading.
To all the other reviewers, Thank you for liking this. Keep reading.
Hope you'll all like the story. Looking forward to your reviews, everyone.
And, here's the next Chapter. Enjoy.
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Chapter 2
Doom and the Arrival
Harry was sitting in front of Dumbledore's portrait, with the imprint of the aged headmaster sitting in his portrait, in the familiar pose with drawn fingers steepled in front of his drawn face. Harry has just finished telling him of Trelawney's prophecy predicting doom of the world. For his part, Harry was worried and yet frustrated that once again he has the world on his shoulders, as he was sure that it was him, who has been named as SAVIOR by Trelawney's "inner eye".
And of course, it has to happen today itself. Today, when he'd thought that he was finally free. Free from the burdens of media, ministry, associates and friends, free from the pains, obligations, duties and standards set by other people. He'd thought it all out. He'd say goodbyes to a few people, telling them he needed some time alone. Then one way or another, he'd leave this country. He'd take all his wealth, sell all those properties and everything and then just disappear from everyone. Just him and... Yes, just himself. The others would always remain in his memories and he'll forever wish for their happiness. But now, it was just that...a wish.
"Professor, what do you think?" Harry asked urgently hoping for Albus to find a quick solution for him.
Dumbledore came out of his deep thought and said, "This is troubling Harry. The dark lord's servant mentioned here has to be someone who abandoned him. Were there any?"
"No...They all fought to the bitter end. They all were either captured or they di...wait". Harry suddenly remembered a mother asking him a question about her son's life and then a couple running around in the great hall as the final battle continued around them, shouting for their son.
"The Malfoys. Sir, Narcissa helped me so she could return to Hogwarts and then she and Lucius looked for Draco, rather than fight for Voldemort. Their non-participation may earn them a reprieve. I think it might be Lucius, who is mentioned in the prophecy. But what will cause him to become angry?" Harry told the portrait.
Dumbledore thought for a while and then said, "You're right Harry. I think I can tell you why Lucius will become angry. You told me in your earlier tale, that you helped Draco live yet again. And you also said that you helped Narcissa, and in turn Malfoys as a whole, when you told them that Draco was alive. For them, all hope of finding their son alive, so deep in enemy territory, was lost. But your HELP caused them to live and try to find their son. Thus, they were put in your debt. Now, the magic will force Lucius to pay off the debt using what he holds dear. Can you think of anything such?"
"Well, the Malfoys pride themselves on being rich, powerful and their status. Their status is shit now. Because pardoned or not, they will always be known as ex-death eaters. Their power base will also decrease with Voldemort gone. So..." Harry carefully postulated.
Dumbledore's face smiled and said," yes Harry, their wealth. You need to reach Gringotts fast enough to stop the goblins from transferring Malfoy's wealth to you; or if already done, then to reverse it". "However, you must also be prepared for the worst. Which means you need to have: DEATH RECOMBINED, or whatever it means", Dumbledore continued grimly.
"I'd have looked through my extensive knowledge sources, but I can't do so obviously. However...can I do so...hmm..." here Dumbledore fell in deep thought.
"What is it professor?" Harry asked of his mentor's portrait.
Dumbledore started thoughtfully, "Harry, there is a special room here in this office which could only be accessed by the headmaster. Now, since Severus was only a headmaster in name, as is proved by his portrait's absence, I, in essence am still the headmaster. I wonder,... "
The old wizard's portrait smiled and then continued," Yes! Time and again, you've certainly proven yourself worthy enough. Very well. I, Albus Dumbledore, transfer Hogwarts's headmastership and ward control to Harry James Potter." There was a blinding flash of light and Dumbledore continued without hearing Harry's gobsmacked protests," No point of complaining dear boy, it's already done. Now hear my reasons. The room will open when you remove the third book from the 4th shelf on your right. It contains the control system of various enchantments around the school. Also, there in its centre is an actual copy of Hogwarts castle and surrounding grounds in form of a small miniature statue, which can be carried away, in emergency cases, if the school is ever attacked and destroyed beyond repair. If taken away, and placed at someplace else, and then enlarging it, a new castle can be created once in a location of headmaster's choice. That's not what you need though. Alongside the statue, on another table, there is a memory sphere. It contains all of the magical knowledge, I and any books in this castle possess. Use it to find the answers you seek. ", Albus finished hurriedly.
An amazed Harry ran straight and touched the required book. A door opened up. He went inside hurriedly. It was a small room with many strange magical equipments whirring and pulsing, just like outside in the office. The walls were lined with tables bearing these instruments. Harry knew now that these instruments are somehow related to various wards and protections of the school. Harry's sight was however was drawn to the centre.
The centre of the room was dominated by just two tables. He looked at the statue, kept on the central, a complete miniature indeed of the only place he would ever call home: Hogwarts, complete with all the turrets, towers and bridges of the ancient building. On the second table, there was a sphere, purple in colour and emitting a bluish glow, which seemed to call Harry to himself. Probably the same sphere which was mentioned by Albus.
He reached it in a few quick strides and then touched it hurriedly and then he fell on his knees, as waves upon waves of white hot pain crashed in his body and brain specifically as century's worth of knowledge was forcefully imbedded in his body. With an final pained sigh, he fell on the floor. As blackness consumed his vision, his final thought was," Well, I suppose nothing is for free. No gains without pains".
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He woke up from the stone floor of the secret room. He remembered everything. The stone, elder wand, the new prophecy, Dumbledore's suggestion, the memory sphere, electric pain, and... knowlwdge? He detected not just his knowledge, but extra knowledge too. He remembered the contents of books he hasn't physically read, spells he'd never performed and knew about rituals he never knew nor ever performed. Dumbledore was right. Somehow, he has got the knowledge.
He stood up and then looked around, when his eyes locked on something. In the corner of room, there was a trunk. A trunk quite similar to moody's trunk. Made of black iron, the trunk had a coloured shield of Hogwarts embossed on it. He went there and opened it to find it empty. However, there was a greenish-black glow in its confines. Just as Harry was wondering what it was, his newly increased knowledge thought the answer for him.
"A trunk with a highly powerful bottomless spell performed to increase its capacity more than normal bottomless spelled trunks."
"Hmm, I wonder", he said aloud. Perhaps if he just became selfish for once. Nobody will know until it was too late. He really thought of Hogwarts as his home and doesn't want to leave it ever. Then he went to the statue and picked it up. It was not heavy (charmed perhaps), and then brought it to the trunk carefully. He had already opened the first of the seven compartments. There he deposited the second Hogwarts. After closing the trunk, he shrunk it and then pocketed it.
The moment he stepped out of the room, the door closed. He went and faced Dumbledore's portrait again who asked expectantly," Well, my boy...Did you find an answer?"
"Yes sir. It was quite simple really. It's the hallows. The one who joins all three hallows would in essence have combined the death. These three would then give the person, control over death, making them Master of death." he told the old wizard's portrait.
"Ah! Yes. Well then, go ahead Harry, good luck child." said Dumbledore smilingly. Harry moved to the window in headmaster's office from where he could see the forbidden forest clearly, a mass of green and black woods, looking as ominous as ever against the afternoon sun. Raising the elder wand, for he knew such long range magic can only be performed by this wand, he intoned clearly," Accio Resurrection Stone".
Moments later, he raised his left hand expectantly as he sensed more than saw the small black stone fly towards him. He caught the stone in his hands and then pocketed it. He turned towards Dumbledore again who said, "Good Harry, now you need to go immediately. Inform your friends via patronus, if you must".
Suddenly a portrait which was blank earlier was filled by an old witch who shouted urgently while looking towards Harry," Headmaster, I just saw Lucius Malfoy and his family leave Hogwarts when I was visiting my other portrait in the entrance hall. Lucius instructed them to meet him at a muggle airport in a few hours after packing their stuff. He seems to be in a hurry."
Harry became alert immediately. He sent a patronus to Hermione and said that he wished to discuss more with headmaster and would be late and would join them later. Doing so, he gave a nod to Dumbledore while the old wizard's picture looked at him worriedly. Harry smiled, drew up his robe's hood and then stepped in the fireplace. He shouted clearly, "DIAGON ALLEY".
The ominous feeling from earlier rose up again and somehow Harry knew that he had possibly left Hogwarts. Forever.
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Harry arrived in the leaky cauldron. It was deserted. "Hmm. Maybe most were the part of reinforcements brought by Charlie", he thought. He reached the back and then opened the archway to the main alley and stepped inside. Empty. Apparently news of Voldemort's death hasn't spread wide yet. Nevertheless he continued onto the large white marble building of gringotts. Thankfully they were still open.
He reached a teller and told his intent to see his account keeper. But the goblin recognised him. "Mr Potter? Well, you can't meet your account keeper. We've been ordered to direct you to the director of our bank and the leader of goblin's nation IMMEDIATELY. Things have... changed since your... Last visit", the goblin finished menacingly.
Harry gulped. He'd forgotten about his break-in at Gringotts. The damage that he'd done must have been massive. Thoughts of vicious beatings with strange pointy equipments to being chewed by those fine sharpened teeth filled his mind. Worse were the thoughts of being made a beggar. Thinking he'd just have to face it he said after clearing his throat, "Very well sir, please lead the way".
The goblin got down from his seat and hurried along a corridor covered with marbles, followed meekly by Harry.
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The leader of the goblin nation and their bank's director, Ragnok was an old goblin looking every bit as regal as was expected of a person of his standing. The other 4 goblins sitting on either side of Ragnok were looking equally important and resplendent. Harry was however sitting in front of them after having just heard his 'crimes' against the bank. He was now extremely worried to hear that all his assets will soon be seized to compensate for the damage as part of his punishment.
He suddenly turned angry. "So, after all that I did for the good of this world, this is how I will be repaid? I was fighting a WAR. ALONE. While you, A BUNCH OF POINTY-TOOTHED GREEDY CRAVENS were either hiding in your tunnels or had already bowed to that monster. A race of warriors, you call themselves. Where were you when the world was dying? Oh yeah! Counting galleons to seize. And yes, bowing and grovelling to death eaters and their master. "
He continued in the same vein," And you want to seize my assets for what? Breaking into another's vault. Well I wouldn't have fucking needed to, if you'd done your duty properly and checked what Bellatrix added to her vault. A HORCRUX, it was and yet you allowed it. You are partly responsible for voldemort having killed many, just because that cup was tying him to the mortal world. Now I've killed him and this is how you repay me? Well I say, go ahead. GO AHEAD and show just how true I was that you ARE A BUNCH OF GREEDY CRAVENS."
The room was shocked into silence for a few minutes. After that the goblins started speaking in hushed tones with looks of worry, surprise and fear on their faces. Finally they all turned towards him.
"Hor-horcux? You k-k-killed y-you know wh-who?" Ragnok asked looking bewildered. Then Harry, visibly calmed now, explained everything to them.
The goblin council was shocked into silence. They shared looks and started speaking in gobbledegook. After a long discussion Ragnok spoke," The chair in which you sit wouldn't have allowed you to speak a lie, Mr Potter. It appears we have made a huge mistake. Both in regards to you and in our duties. This goblin council has decided that all charges against you are dropped and from now onwards the goblin nation is indebted to you, also because of our own mistakes and your valour, we also promise you two boons on the life of our race. Choose carefully, Mr Potter."
Harry thought quickly. Well, things are looking up now, he thought. He thought of his plans of moving away. He thought of the sword of Gryffindor, tied to his hip and then spoke," For my first boon, I want to withdraw all my assets and wealth from Gringotts and handed over to me in a pouch charmed to contain it all. All properties are to be sold and money generated from that, added to rest of wealth, without you charging any fees for any of it."
Ragnok and the others paled visibly,"Mr. Potter, we'd already collected the wealth from all your accounts, sold the properties etc and collected it all in a vault, thinking it'd be a confiscation. All the wealth of potter's, Black's, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw(your ancestors), Dumbledore's, Flamel's and even the Malfoy's. That amounts to nearly a third of the bank's capital. I urge you to not do so. Please. It will be a huge loss to the bank".
Harry however was unfazed. These greedy creatures were ready to make a beggar out of him without a worry. Serves them right. He said," When you've completed my first boon, given by you, sign an order that you've gifted me Gryffindor's sword, as part of my second boon, forever. You've fifteen minutes. Get on with it."
Ragnok looked like he'd cry out or even shout or kill Harry but then he sighed (perhaps remembering his oath) and gave out a call for a few goblins. He gave them orders to do as Harry 'requested'.
However, in all his smugness at having scored one-up above the goblins, Harry forgot why he'd travelled to Gringotts with such haste.
He'd remember soon, but then, it'd be TOO LATE. Perhaps that's why Trelawney's prophecy stated: THE END OF THIS WORLD IS...INEVITABLE.
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Lucius Malfoy's was having a bad day. First, Potter had killed that dark thing. Well that was good. The Malfoys wouldn't have survived under his service. Now, he'd thought, he'd collect his wealth, settle his affairs, and leave Britain before anyone got the wiser and decided against his pardoning. This currently existing confusion was his only chance.
However, when he heard that all his wealth has been transferred to Potter, all because of some debt that was registered on the whole Malfoy family, he was enraged to say the least. All his plans of trying to change for his family, to try and live happily with them, turned to dust.
He remembered voldemort's teachings. There is no good, no evil. But only power and those weak to seek it.
He was a fool to have hoped, there was anything good without power, he thought.
Just then he saw Potter coming towards the lobby. His ire was raised to exponentially dangerous levels. Something within him snapped, and all the darkness that had been closed off by the love for his family, once again came to the fore.
This boy had caused so much trouble since Lucius met him. No more, he'd kill the boy today. No matter the cost. With this in mind, he took out his wand inconspicuously and raised it to point towards the boy.
And then he spoke the feared words, "AVADA KEDAVRA".
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Harry was smugly walking back to the main lobby of the bank after just having received this whole wealth amounting to nearly a billion galleons. He had the shrunken trunk taken from Dumbledore's office, in his hand. He'd just kept the bottomless pouch given by goblins containing his wealth in this trunk's second compartment. He also added the philosopher's stone in the third compartment of trunk.
Just as he walked into the main lobby, he took out the elder wand to check the time. He placed his other hand, to place the shrunken trunk, in the same pocket containing the cloak, and the stone. Coincidentally, his hands now touched all three of the magical artefacts of death.
Right when the tempus spell escaped his mouth, his eyes spotted the blonde figure of Lucius Malfoy with an enraged look in his silver eyes, raise his wand. He heard the words of killing curse leave Lucius's mouth and saw the green rush of speeding death.
Just as the magic to show the time came out of elder wand in a coloured beam, it collided with the green jet of killing curse. And everything around Harry turned black. And he saw no more.
When the killing curse struck Harry's spell it also came in contact with his wand. However, the wand not being normal caused complications. The three hallows sensed that their master was in danger. The death's own magic came in effect and Harry was surrounded by a thick black shield. He wouldn't know that, for he became unconscious at that very instant. It was then, that he unknowingly, became the true master of death.
However, the killing curse has to go somewhere. It was a particularly powerful spell and known as unblockable, for a reason. Hence the hallows had to use their full strength to block the curse. The man-made curse however was powerful too. In the end, the hallows channelled all their magic to block it because if not, then death itself would've been destroyed as an outcome. And then the balance of universe would've been destroyed as then there would've been no deaths.
Thus, the magical battle, seemingly reached a temporary pause. The killing curse couldn't bypass the power of Hallows to reach its target; while the Hallows couldn't deflect the curse back, for the curse was equally powerful.
An external intervention was needed to reach an outcome.
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The gods saw what transpired. It'd all happened with their design so far. But now, this posed a question. They knew they couldn't let the killing curse win. As if death itself died in form of those objects, then the humans and indeed everyone will never die. This'd not be good, for the humans were already a corrupted race turning evil slowly and immortality will only serve to increase their evilness manifold. Granted they were not all so bad. There were a few, who still strived for the good, still followed their principles, and maintained their integrities. But then they decreased every day.
And so it was decided. Death will have to win. At any costs. The life on earth needed to be destroyed again so it can once again be repopulated by the good. So, the cleansing can be done and the good re-established.
Hence the God's power itself went to the magical shroud that was the power of hallows.
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The highly amplified power of the hallows not just reflected the beam once but it reflected infinite beams of green in all directions. These beams travelled everywhere and destroyed everything that came in their paths, be it magical, non-magical, humans, creatures, objects, structures and everything.
As the once lively planet of earth blackened with death, a single black shielded figure that still stood where once there was a bank of goblins, vanished with the unconscious figure inside.
Harry wouldn't know that the planet around him has died. That all that tied him to this world is gone. He didn't know that a new destiny awaited him as the black shield vanished from the destroyed planet.
Harry didn't know that his being has just passed through the walls of creation and barrier of dimensions as his existence was ripped from that timeline by the tempus spell that changed its nature after connecting with the killing curse.
He came awake just as he was falling. He continued to fall. He was falling through a vortex of black energy specked with many coloured dots. Suddenly the vortex vanished and his body fell in the midst of clearing of a wood. The impact of the fall made him lose his consciousness once again.
He wouldn't know that the woods he had fallen into were known as "the whispering woods" on a continent of a different world of a different realm. A continent named WESTEROS.
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Author's note: Phew! A long chapter for me. So, another chapter finished. I know a lot of things sound cliche. But that's the only way I can do to not let harry roam around the world learning stuffs and then going on or vanishing after some cliche accident. Face it, cliches are part of stories. Besides, they were all needed to give the exact shape I want this story to take.
Next chapter: A Servant and a Wolf. Keep guessing and reading.
