To Train A Bad-Ass
By Stargatesg1fan1
Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized characters or universes within.
Women Bonded to Harry Potter in This Story
Ros is Played by Esme Bianco
Leaf is Played by Kae Alexander
Ygritte is Played by Rose Leslie
Missandei is Played by Nathalie Emmanuel
Daenerys 'Daeny' Targaryen is Played by Emilia Clarke
Melisandre is played by Catrice Van Houten
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Chapter 16
Valyria, the Hariot
"What is it you wished to speak to me about Captain?" Razael asked as he appeared in Harry's lab.
"Now that the Quantum Drive has been repaired and the effects on the environment have stopped I want to have a conversation with you about the full capabilities of this ship," Harry said. "I have been over the outline you gave me of the ship's capabilities."
"Was there something you had a question about from the specifications?" Razael asked.
"No. The holographic demonstrations of the tests of the ship's capabilities were quite clear. I'm still not even versed with an overview of the knowledge in your repository, Alteran or Furlings. I suspect that will take me years just to get an overview," Harry said. "Quite simply put this ship is capable of likely wiping any enemies I have either in this reality or the others from existence."
"And you're wondering if you should the Hariot to do just that," Razael said.
"Yes," Harry confirmed.
"Ultimately the decision is yours. But let me ask you this. If you suddenly wiped out all your enemies and used the technology at your disposal to make your life instantly wonderful what would there be left for you to do?" Razael asked.
"That's a good question. I suppose explore and learn," Harry said.
"I suspect you will do that eventually anyway Captain. I've observed you. You are very curious. I don't think your learning of the repository information is sufficiently far enough along yet to where you can face the many dangers exploration will introduce you to. I recommend you take some time to familiarize yourself with our knowledge repository," Razael suggested.
"Alright. But do I really have the right to put the lives of those around me at risk facing our enemies the old fashioned way when I have this technology at my disposal?" Harry asked.
"You can still enhance yourself and your allies' capabilities. You could even use the ship to do so if you want to. It isn't your responsibility to save everyone. If you choose to do it out of the goodness of your heart then that is different. I'm advising you to maybe take things slower and enjoy the journey. You know now that you will be a very capable being when you get there," Razael said.
"I think I understand. Thank you for the talk Razael," Harry said.
"Anytime Captain," Razael said before vanishing leaving Harry with a lot to think about.
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Kings Landing
Myrcella spun as she heard something behind her. She let out a surprised gasp as she found a stunningly beautiful woman with silver hair and one of the children of the forest in her chambers. She had heard rumors that the children of the forest visited certain people in Westeros now. Those same rumors suggested it was important to heed the words of the children when the did visit.
"Who…who are you?" Myrcella asked.
"I am Leaf," Leaf said. "And this is Daenerys Targaryen."
Myrcella let out another gasp this time with fear as she turned frightened eyes on Daenerys.
"Peace Myrcella," Daeny said. "I bear you no ill will for the actions of your grandfather."
"What of the actions of my father?" Myrcella asked.
"Do you speak of the father you were raised most of your life to believe was your father or your actual father?" Daeny asked.
Myrcella had heard the rumors despite the fact mother had tried to keeping it from her. It was hard not to hear the rumors. Both men had done the mad king harm.
"You are saying he is really my father?" Myrcella asked.
"Yes child," Leaf said. "You are the daughter of Jaime Lannister and his sister Cersei."
Myrcella's gazed went unfocused then. She tried to absorb this.
"To answer your question," Daeny said after giving Myrcella a few moments to process this news. "Since Robert Baratheon was not your father his actions are not your responsibility. Even your true father's actions are not your responsibility. Besides that, I have been educated on the madness that took my father in the end. Jaime Lannister was right to do what he did."
Myrcella didn't know the full truth of what Aerys had ordered done to Kings Landing so could not understand why Daenerys would say such a thing. She put it out of her mind for the time being.
"What brings you here?" Myrcella asked.
"Have you been having dreams of a certain dark haired man from the North?" Daeny asked. Myrcella blushed at the nature of those dreams. "I'll take that as a confirmation."
It was Leaf's turn to speak.
"He is not a bastard as everyone thinks. He has a vital role to play in the future. Because of his role it is important that he produce many heirs with different women. You have been identified as potentially being one of those women," Leaf explained.
Myrcella did a double-take at that.
"What does that mean? Are you saying he will have multiple wives?" Myrcella asked.
"Some of us will be wives. Some of us will merely be lovers and give him children," Daeny said.
"And you're alright with that?" Myrcella asked.
"There are many advantages to being with him," Leaf said. "We will explain it to you. We would like you to come with us for the day to Essos," She said as she held out her hand. "My people will cover for you."
Myrcella looked at the offered hand. She wasn't sure what she should do here. These two seemed nice. But she wasn't sure. In the end she decided to go because this was one of the children of the forest. You ignored one of them at your own peril. She took the hand and the three vanished.
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Baratheon & Tyrell Camp
Margaery was brushing her hair in the mirror when she noticed someone standing behind her. She didn't even take the time to truly look at the intruder's face. She twisted the handle of the brush and drew out the dagger within. She spun ready to stab the intruder when she registered his features.
"That is a proper reaction," Harry said.
Margaery gaped. He was here. Jon was actually in her tent!
"You're here," Margaery said.
"Yes. I thought it was time for us to actually talk since if you are agreeable to it you will be one of my queens soon," Harry said.
"Yes," Margaery said. "I'm very agreeable to it."
"Good," Harry said as he held out his hand to her. "Then let us get to know one another."
Margaery took his hand. She felt a surge of something undefinable course through the point of contact with his flesh. If she had to put it into words that surge felt like unlimited possibilities. But such a thing was hard to put into words. All she knew was that it felt good. It was magic. Margaery stood and stepped closer to him.
"One thing first," Margaery said as she leaned up and kissed him.
The kiss was passionate without being too aggressive. She drew back.
"What was that for?" Harry asked.
"We've done wonderful things in these dream-visions I've been experiencing. I'm assuming that was you?" Maegery asked. "I at last deserve a kiss after that."
"It was me. But it wasn't quite the same as the real waking world," Harry said.
"No. I imagine not," Margaery said.
"Let's go for a walk and talk," Harry said.
The two walked out of the tent. Margaery took note of the fact that nobody seemed to pay them any mind. Even her guards did not follow them. She would learn over the course of the conversation that the children were covering for he and concealing them with magic. Not that it would have been a problem had they walked openly. Renly followed Jon after all. It was the first walk of many where she got to know what made Jon tick and he got to know her better.
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Winterfell
Sansa entered her rooms after breakfast to find Jon waiting for her.
"Jon," Sansa said with surprise. "I didn't expect you."
"I know. Hello Sansa," Harry said.
"What…what brings you here?" Sansa asked while being unable to flash back to what they had been doing in her dream-visions.
"You," Harry said. "I know the children told you of what they would like. I'm not going to lie. You being one of my queens is a very pleasant thought. But that is only if you want it."
"But why? I was not kind to you growing up," Sansa said.
"You were just following your mother's influence. I don't blame you for that," Harry said. "The fact that you are a beautiful young woman helps me get over it. I know this isn't going to be easy since you and I were raised to believe I was your half-brother. But I am in fact your cousin. Cousins do marry at times."
"It will take some getting used to. But I've already had some time to get used to the idea," Sansa admitted. "I would like to be one of your queens."
She blushed as she thought about it.
"Well that's settled then," Harry said. "I want to get to know the person you have become. I know you've experienced a lot through your dream-visions since I last saw you and not just carnally. I want you to get to know me."
"I would like that," Sansa agreed.
"Let's go for a walk," Harry said as he held out an arm for her.
Sansa took it and rose with him from the end of her bed.
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Dream-Vision Plane
"He's even better in person," Margaery said with a grin. "He smells very good."
"He does," Sansa agreed. "I don't remember him being as tall as he is either."
"He is tall," Margaery agreed.
The two women had been gushing about Jon for some time. It was only then that they noticed that Daeny wasn't joining in.
"Didn't he visit you?" Sansa asked.
"Oh he visited me," Daeny said. "It turns out he visited me quite often without me knowing it. Sit down and let me tell you a story."
The two ladies sat in the chairs that appeared and listened to the story of Daario seducing Queen Daenerys. She left out any part about Harry having actual magic. When she got to the part of impregnating herself with his seed her two friends were floored.
"You didn't," Margaery asked with surprise.
"I did," Daeny admitted.
"But you don't look pregnant," Sansa pointed out.
Daeny allowed the illusion masking her form to drop.
"When will you give birth?" Margaery asked.
"Less than two months," Daeny said.
"This makes a lot more sense now," Margaery said.
"What does?" Sansa asked.
"Jon approaching us now. If he waited then he runs the risk of his child being born out of wedlock and being called a bastard. I take it he wants our marriags to happen at the same time?" Margaery asked Daeny.
"Yes," Daeny confirmed.
"Oh. So we'll be getting married in less than two months?" Sansa asked.
"Preferrably in a month," Daeny said.
"That's fantastic," Maragery said.
Margaery tried not to feel disappointed that her child wouldn't be born first. She did an admirable job of not showing it.
"Where will the wedding or weddings take place?" Sansa asked.
The three ladies then began discussing the arrangements.
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Sansa's mood was subdued by the dream-vision she experienced of marrying Ramsay Bolton in that other world and him forcing himself upon her. Brynden had muted the experience of the actual rape from Sansa experiencing it. But she had still witnessed it happening. Harry appeared in her bed that night and held her. Nothing sexual happened. He just held her.
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Olenna Tyrell woke up from a dream-vision of a trial carried out by the high sparrow she had been hearing about in Kings Landing. The trial had been for Loras but had seen Margaery arrested by the end of it. It was a horrible experience. Then she noticed a lack of aches and pains in her body. It was then she noticed the lack of wrinkles on her hands. She quickly got out of bed and strode over to her dressing mirror. She was sure-footed and swift. She found her youthful face staring back at her.
"How the hell?" Olenna asked.
She was a young woman again. She appeared to be in her mid-twenties. Olenna heard a presence in the room and turnd to find one of the children of the forest there.
"A gift from Margaery's future husband King Jon Targaryen. Please don't spread this around. To everyone except those you wish to see you young you will appear as you did before. Any who you wish to see you young will do so," Leaf explained.
Then the child was gone.
"Margaery owes her future husband a big thank you," Olenna said out loud.
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Baratheon & Tyrell Camp
"Thank you," Margaery said as she leapt at Harry and covered his face in kisses.
"I take it you got news from your grandmother," Harry said.
"I did you wonderful man," Margaery said. "I want to thank you properly."
"What did you have in mind?" Harry asked.
In answer Margaery slid to her knees and began undoing his breeches.
She looked up at him and said, "I want to save the rest for our wedding night. Until then you're going to get this treatment every day you visit."
As Margaery began using her mouth on him he decided he should visit daily.
An hour later…
Harry groaned approvingly after Margaery had finished swallowing the last of his essence. That had been a truly amazing experience. The tent smelled heavily of sex. He had used magic to take care of her while she had been taking care of him. Margaery still knelt looking like the cat that got the cream. Harry was a happy man.
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Harry had decided that the Lord Commander of the Night's watch would be going on a mission to Hardhome. That was where his snitch-probes had revealed the wildling faction which refused to bend the knee had retreated to. There were only 17,000 of them left after their attack on the Wall. Harry would try to convince them one more time to bend the knee. If they refused their lives were forefeit. He wasn't about to allow them to all fall to the Night King.
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Castle Black, Great Hall
"Who are you?" Grenn asked when an unknown man walked into the great hall.
"Aemon," Ser Denys Mallister said as he stood like he had suddenly seen a ghost.
Aemon nodded.
"Aemon who?" Sam asked.
"Aemon Targaryen," Denys replied. "Maester Aemon Targaryen. It has been many decades since you looked evenly remotely this young. What happened?"
Everyone in the hall was paying attention now.
"I was visited by a child of the forest. She made me young again. She told me I would have died last night in my sleep from old age. She said I had served a lifetime in the watch and that my watch has ended. She said that I honorably fulfilled my vow," Aemon told the room.
Ned rose from the high table and said, "It's true. I was informed of this by Rosetta. For your loyal service to the watch Maester Aemon you will have a thousand gold dragons and provisions to take you wherever you want to go."
"Will you go south and be king?" Grenn asked.
Aemon whipped his head around at that and said, "No. I gave up that possibility long ago. I do not want to be king. I will go to Essos to be with my Great Niece and help her out."
Some more talk was had. But after Aemon had breakfast he would set out south. The news that the children could reverse aging was the talk of the castle and would spread like wildfire throughout the seven kingdoms. Harry had originally been intending to keep the ability to reverse age a secret. But he had changed his mind. This would only enhance the wonder people experienced when talking of the children of the forest.
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Castle Black
Stannis Baratheon woke up from a horrible nightmare where he and his men had been bogged down in a snow storm heading for Winterfell. What made the nightmare so horrible was the fact that Melisandre had suggested burning his daughter Shereen at the pyre to gain enough power to free them from the snow storm.
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Castle Black, Elsewhere
Gilly was going about her business when it happened.
"Let me pass," Gilly demanded as the two men blocked her exit from the room.
"Don't be like that," Derek said.
"Yeah. We just want some loving," Brant added.
Gilly opened her mouth to scream. But Derek surged forward and grabbed her by the throat. He slammed Gilly up against the wall and the two men began tearing open her clothes. Gilly struggled but to no avail. They got their breaches down and had their cocks out when Brant and Derek were thrown against the wall by an invisible force. Rosetta stood there with her hand outstretched.
"I think I'll make a lesson out of you two," Rosetta said even as Grey Wind, Robb Stark's wolf, stalked into the room growling at the two men.
Brant and Derek began to struggle. Grey Wind stalked closer. Their screams were horrific as Grey Wind pounced. The direwolf didn't kill them. To many what Grey Wind did was worse than death. Grey Wind bit off their genitals and ate them with surgical precision. Rosetta healed up the wounds enough that they were now eunichs.
"Visions of what happened here today will be experienced by all members of the Night's Watch. We don't tolerate rapists," Rosetta said.
Gilly vanished back to her room. Rosetta left. And Grey Wind left. Two would-be rapists were left behind wimpering and crying on the floor for what they lost.
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Valyria, the Harion
"What is it you would like to discuss today Captain?" Razael asked as he appeared in Harry's lab.
"Time travel," Harry said.
Salazar had researched magical time travel. Much of his work had lead to the creation of the time turner. But the ability to travel further through time had been something he had been pursuing. Since the non-magical research into the human body had helped solve the issue of reversing aging Salazar had recently wondered if the non-magical research into the way the fabric of reality worked would do the same for time travel. But instead of heading back to their home universe to get muggle books, Harry had the brilliant idea to check with Razael first.
"Both the Furling and Alteran High Councils forbade research into time travel due to potential catostraphic effects," Razael explained. "There is some temporal based technology in the databases such as time dilation, a temporal looping device, and the like. There is also an odd effect with a device in the database known as a stargate. Stargates were used to transpot between planets via wormholes. When a stargate wormhole passed through a star experiencing a solar flare the traveler could be sent through time. But they also stood a good chance of merely being destroyed. The effect wasn't heavily explored, only barely looked into."
"Show me everything you have," Hary said. "I have special interest in that last method."
This would take some time.
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Kings Landing
"You seem happier sister," Tommen noted as he dined with Myrcella.
Tommen occasionally shared a lunch with his sister with just the two of them.
"I am," Myrcella said.
"Why is that?" Tommen asked.
"Can you keep a secret? I don't want mother or anyone finding out," Myrcella replied.
"I can," Tommen agreed.
"I've met a man. One of the children of the forest introduced me to him," Myrcella admitted.
"One of the children," Tommen said with surprise. "Who is he?"
"I am not allowed to say. But he's handsome, brave, and strong. He's a good man," Myrcella said.
"Is he highborn?" Tommen asked.
"Yes," Myrcella said.
"Do the children intend for you to wed him?" Tommen asked.
"Yes. It's complicated. But I believe that is their intent," Myrcella said.
"I'm happy for you sister," Tommen said and meant it. "You are right not to tell mother." He was silent for some time and then said, "I sometimes wonder who I am meant to marry."
Myrcella bit her lip as she worried for her brother.
"Rosetta," Myrcella called out softly.
Suddenly Rosetta was in the room. Rosetta Myrcella knew was the child of the forest who could answer for Jon.
"Hello Myrcella, Tommen," Rosetta greeted. "I am Rosetta."
"It's a pleasure to meet you," Tommen said respectfully.
"What can I do for you Myrcella?" Rosetta asked.
"What is to become of my brother?" Myrcella asked while gesturing towards Tommen.
Rosetta (Harry) instantly understood what was being asked.
Rosetta let out a sigh and said, "Your position Tommen is not a good one."
"What do you mean?" Tommen asked.
"Tommen, mother really did cuckhold Robert Baratheon. We are Jaime Lannister's children," Myrcella explained. "Uncle Tyrion will be Lord of Casterly Rock."
Tommen was stunned and said, "That would make us bastards. Bastards born of incest," He realized.
"Yes," Myrcella said. "My future husband will be the rightful king of Westeros. I can't go into details. But he will be king. There is no stopping that. The children are behind him."
Tommen gulped as he started to realize the danger he was in.
"None of that now," Myrcella said. "I won't let anyone hurt you."
"The way I see it you have a couple of options," Rosetta began. "Our king could legitimize you as a Lannister. We could perhaps then either make you the lord of a minor holding perhaps in the Westerlands. Or we could try for wedding you to Arianne Martell, princess of Dorne. This is her."
The illusion Rosetta projected of Arianne Martell showed a beautiful young woman with dusky skin. Tommen licked his lips.
"She's beautiful," Tommen admitted.
"Could you ask my betrothed to arrange this as a wedding gift to me," Myrcella requested.
Rosetta switched her focus to Myrcella and said, "You consent to the marriage then?"
"I do," Myrcella said.
"Sister don't do this just to help me," Tommen cautioned. "I can take the minor lordship."
"I'm not doing this just for you. I really do like my future husband," Myrcella assured. "With time perhaps it could grow to more."
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Sunspear
Doran Martell tried not to jump when the child of the forest appeared on his balcony as he overlooked the watergardens. He was sitting in his wheeled chair because of his debilitating gout. His guard Areo Hotah had lowered his pole-axe towards the child but drew back at a gesture from Doran.
"I was wondering when I would be paid a visit by one of your kind. Might you be the Rosetta my brother Oberyn told me of?" Doran asked.
"I am not. My nam is Leaf," Leaf answered.
"What can I do for you Leaf?" Doran asked.
"I am here to discuss the possibility of betrothing your daughter Arianne to Tommen Lannister," Leaf said. "And also the possibility of Tyene Sand becoming a consort to the rightful king of Westeros."
Doran's eyebrows tried to climb up into his hairline.
"My brother has told me of Jon Targaryen," Doran said. "I am surprised it is not my daughter Arianne he seeks as a consort or even a queen."
"Tyene is the one who caught his eye," Leaf said.
"This I shall have to consider. Ultimately it would be up to Tyene," Doran said. "But what could possibly see me consent to a bastard born of incest marrying my daughter who is my heir?"
"To start with we could heal your gout," Leaf suggested.
Doran's breathe caught. He had heard the children could do many wondrous things. This was more than he could hope for. But that couldn't be all they could get out of the deal.
"What else?" Doran asked.
The negotiation took some time. But in the end House Martell would be getting quite a few enchanted items out of the deal. Tommen would also bring a closer tie to the crown since his sister was slated to be one of the queens of Westeros very soon.
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Kings Landing
While her children were arranging a better future for themselves Cersei's immediate future looked rather bleak. The High Sparrow had arrested Cersei for what she did with Lancel Lannister, one of the Sparrow's devoted followers. The High Sparrow was biting the hand that fed him.
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Meereen
"Your Grace," Missandei said. "May I announce Lord Tyrion Lannister and his consort Shae."
Tyrion and Shae had reached Meereen in their travels of Essos. It was only because of the assurances of Rosetta that Tyrion felt safe walking into the palace of the dragon queen. Tyrion and Shae approached the throne where they both knelt.
"Rise Lord Tyrion," Daeny said. "The dream visions of the children of the forest have shown me what kind of man you are. I have been looking forward to meeting you for some time."
Tyrion and Shae rose.
"You're too kind your grace," Tyrion said. "I too have seen the good you have done in the former slaver's bay."
"Thank you," Daeny said with a kind smile. "It is amazing what a person can achieve with help. I am glad to see your lady is still with you."
"I am no lady your grace. It is thanks to the children that I am still with my lion," Shae said.
"You may not be highborn. But I think Lord Tyrion will be keeping you around for a long time to come," Daeny said. "Would the two of you join me for a meal?"
"We would be honored your grace," Tyrion agreed.
"Ser Jorah," Daeny said as she rose.
"Yes, your grace," Jorah said.
"I would like you to take the day to train Pantera," Daeny said.
"Of course your grace," Jorah said happily.
Pantera was the young woman from Lys slightly older than Daeny who looked a great deal like her. Pantera had been hired as a body servant for Daeny. It had been suggested that Pantrea would benefit from some combat training with a knife should anyone get close enough to threaten Daeny. It was really a way for Jorah and Pantera to get closer. Jorah had yet to realize it. But already the years were melting off of Jorah and his father Jeor thanks to Harry. It had been decided to reverse their ages slowly. Daeny was determined to get Pantera and Jorah to fall in love. So she helped at every opportunity she could. From what she could see Pantera was quite taken with the older man. Tyrion and Shae followed Daeny's entorouge out of the throne room. As they were walking down a hall Tyrion got a surprise.
"Lord Commander," Tyrion said with surprise as he came across Jeor Mormont walking down a hall.
"Lord Tyrion," Jeor greeted. "I'm not the Lord Commander anymore."
"Of course. Rumor had it that you died," Tyrion said suddenly remember the news he had heard out of the north. "Betrayed by your own men."
"The children saw fit to save me and bring me into the service of our queen," Jeor said while nodding respectfully to Daeny.
"I would enjoy hearing your story later," Tyrion requested.
"Of course," Jeor agreed.
"I find life so much more interesting with magic in the world," Shae said as the group began to walk again.
"I agree," Daeny said. To herself she thought, "If you think this is special try sleeping with a wizard."
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King's Landing
Harry stood invisibly within the cell which contained a very dirty looking Cersei Lannister. He was debating a new method of mentally conditioning the woman before him. He had already been softening her up with the erotic dreams about himself. The door of the cell opened and Cersei's personal torturer Septa Unella walked in. Unella tossed a roll onto Cersei's lap. Unella then ladeled out some water and offered forward.
"Confess," Unella said when Cersei reached for it.
"My son. Let me speak to him," Cersei said.
Unella responded by sending a blow across Cersei's head that caused the queen mother to duck down.
"Confess," Unella replied.
"I meant it," Cersei said. She looked up at Unella with a hideous look that took away from her beauty and said, "My face will be the last thing you see."
Unella didn't let Cersei finish and instead dealt another blow to Cersei's head. Unella returned her ladle to her bucket and left. After Unella left Cersei silently cried.
"Mother," Cersei gasped when her mother suddenly seemed to appear before her, looking just as young as Cersei remembered before dying giving birth to that monster.
"Cersei, how did you let yourself turn into this hateful creature?" Joanna asked. "How did your father let it get this far?"
"What?" Cersei asked.
"You've become so filled with hate. The way you treated Tyrion appalls me," Joanna replied. "And what you did to Robert Baratheon by screwing your brother."
Joanna shook her head in shame.
"You aren't real," Cersei said as she tried slamming her hands over her ears. But Cersei could only keep that up for so long. When she opened her eyes her mother was still there. "I'm losing my mind."
"Perhaps," Joanna said. "Or perhaps your mind is forcing you to change. You need to be a better person. You need to serve a master."
And image of Harry appeared in his Jon Snow persona.
"Why do I keept on seeing him? He haunts me in my dreams," Cersei said.
"Because deep down you yearn to serve someone, to have someone else control you," Joanna said. "He is your proper master. You will eventually be on your knees before him and serve his every desire."
"No. He's just a bastard," Cersei said. Of course she had long ago realized her dreams were about the bastard of Winterfell Jon Snow. She couldn't understand why. She thought perhaps she was attracted to him. But it seemed more than that. Maybe her mind had broken. "A bastard."
"A bastard you want to service," Joanna said.
Harry grinned as he kept up the illusion of Joanna for Cersei. He would see how long it took to break the woman.
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Hardhome
Harry stood at the head of a small row boat heading for the shore of Hard Home. In the time it had taken them to journey north of the wall to this location many of the wildling tribes left here had disbanded until there were only 8,000 wildlings left at Hard Home. When they made short a group of unfriendly wildlings greeted them.
"Lord of Bones," Tormund said to the man wearing bones at the head of the group.
"The last time I saw you the little crow was your prisoner," Rattleshirt replied. "Is it the other way around now?"
"War changes things," Tormund replied. "You know I'm no prisoner. We came to speak to the clan leaders left."
"You and the pretty crow do a lot of talking Tormund," Rattleshirt said. "When you get done talking do you get down on your knees and suck his cock?"
"That's my job," Ygritte said just as Tormund ripped the staff out of Rattleshirt's grasp and proceeded to beat Rattleshirt to death with it.
"I said we want to speak to the clan leaders," Tormund called out as he led the party up towards a hut further up shore.
"Tormund has a way with words," Ygritte sent appreciatively to Harry.
"That he does," Harry agreed.
The clan leaders were soon gathered.
"We met with you once before to convince you to bend the knee so you could come south. That didn't go so well. We're here to try to convince you one more time," Harry said.
"Why give us a second chance?" Dim Dala asked.
"Because the more of you that die by the white walkers the more we have to face later," Harry said.
"You ignored us once," Karsi spoke up. "Don't do it again."
Karsi, Tormund, and Ygritte had all come along to help convince the other free folk.
"My ancestors would spit on me if I broke bread with a crow," Loboda said.
"We'll join," Dim Dalba said.
Many others agreed with Dim Dalba.
"We're with Tormund," Todder agreed.
"We aren't," Loboda said. "As soon as you get on his boats he'll slit your throats and drop you in the shivering sea."
"Fucking Thenns," Karsi said after Loboda left.
"Let's get started loading," Harry said. "We need to hurry."
"What's the rush?" Tormund asked.
"The children tell me the White Walkers are fast approaching," Harry said.
That put an urgency for everyone. They had about seven thousand people to load with those who were going. Harry began setting up his plan for the rest.
Several Hours Later
The dogs all started barking.
"Is it them?" Ygritte asked.
"It's them," Harry confirmed.
"Fuck," Ygritte swore.
"Everyone get the on the boats," Harry told those around them.
The sound of thunder crackled on the cliffs overlooking hard home. A misty fog rolled in. The portion of the settlement they were in had a wooden wall fortifying it. Those where the mist began rolling in let out a confused shout.
"Shut the gate," Loboda called.
The gates were shut moments before the mist would have reached them. Shouts came from beyond the gates for a few more moments before cutting off into silence. Loboda approached the gates and looked through a crack. He could hear the sound of shouting which sounded muffled from within the fog. Then a wight rushed forward and thrust its arm through the crack. Wights began attacking the wooden barriers.
"Onto the boats," Harry said.
Harry and his companions had already stepped onto the row boats and were backing away from shore. Suddenly those clans that hadn't wanted to go on the ships changed their minds and began rushing into the water.
"Fucking hell," Tormund swore as he and those around him watched the carnage that ensued.
The free folk on shore fought. But they couldn't withstand the rushing horde in such an undefended location. Harry spotted several White Walkers controlling the wights. When the last of the humans living on the shore had been killed by the wights, the Night King himself walked out onto the dock nearest where Harry's men were rowing. He raised his arms reaching out with his necromancy powers. Just as the corpses started to twitch and open their eyes with a blue color they burst into flame. The Night King spun in surprise. All around him the corpses were burning. He strode towards the land to examine some of the burning corpses.
That's when the trap was sprung. A dozen of the "burning" corpses out of the many running about leapt at the Night King. Another Walker threw the Night King an ice spear which he caught. Eight of the burning creatures attacked first with the remaining four attacking right behind them. The first eight were summarily ignored. Their stone and regular steel weapons shattered uselessly against the Nigth King. Two of the remaining four carried dragonglass daggers. The last two carried Valryian steel daggers. One of each type was disguised as a regular stone weapon using illusion magic. The Night King must have sensed the true nature of the weapons. His ice spear surged through the air blocking the dragon glass and Valyrian steel weapons before thrusting through the heads of the bearers. Meanwhile the nearest two walkers had closed the distance and finished off the remaining burning wights attacking their king.
"Fuck me," Ygritte swore. "He moves so fast."
"Yes he does," Karsi said grimly.
"And he can apparently sense dragonglass and Valyrian steel," Harry said.
That had been the point of the whole trap, to test the Night King. One of the corspes might have gotten lucky and taken out the Nigth King. But Harry and the Children didn't think so. The children who had created the Nigth King weren't even sure of the extent of his powers at this point. The bigger his army of wights grew the more powerful he became. He would be powerful indeed. They weren't sure if he could sense the illusions covering the weapons. That was why one of each kind had been left uncovered. The Night King turned his gaze back out over the ocean sweeping his gaze looking for any sign of the one who had arranged that little trap for him.
The remaining rowboats had reached the ships. Harry immediately ordered his men to get far away from shore. He wasn't taking any chance the Night King couldn't freeze the water.
"Now we know killing him won't be so easy," Harry said.
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Castle Black
The group of free folk Harry had retrieved from Hard Home reached Castle Black. This group was allowed through the wall. But it wasn't without some precautions. They got the same rings the other free folk got which would allow them to be sent back beyond the wall. But their rings also had additional charms which could be used to spy on them and monitor them without the wearer knowing. These were the free folk that had caused the most trouble.
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Stannis Baratheon woke in a cold sweat. The sound of his daughter's screams as she burned to death at his order still rang in his ears.
"Please, whoever is listening. Don't let anyone else see what I just did?" Stannis whispered.
He had seen the events leading up to the decision to sacrifice Shireen at Melisandre's urgings. He knew all the intimiate details of those events. But he couldn't imagine being that hungry to remain king that he would burn his only child alive. Stannis shuddered at that version of himself. That was what grasping for power would get you. In that moment he decided he was done with Melisandre.
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Meereen
Harry stood behind Daeny in his guise of Daario as she sat in the great fighting pit at the heart of Meereen. It was like the Roman coluseum. He ignored the announcer's words as he inspected the stands with all the spectators. Hizdar zo Loraq sat in a smaller chair behind and to the side of Daeny as her advisor on events. Near Hizdar sat Tyrion and Shae as guests of the Queen. Missandei sat on Daeny's other side. Many of the Queen's advisors were also in the royal box. When the muscled brute fighting the smaller quicker man beheaded the smaller man, Harry could sense how unpleasant Daeny found the sight.
"Do we really need to watch this?" Daeny asked.
"It's tradition your grace," Hizdar said.
"I dislike that word tradition," Daeny said.
Just then a whole group of warriors was brought out to the cheering of the crowd. The fight began. The fighting pairs widdled each other down until there was only one left. That was when Harry drew his sword, spun, and beheaded the man who had been sneaking up behind him wearing a sons of the harpy mask.
Daeny and the others in the box turned to find many in the stadium had donned the masks. Pandemonium ensued as the harpies wearing daggers started stabbing many without masks. A group of them tried rushing the royal box. But the unsullied held them off.
"Summon your dragons," Harry said to Daeny even as he guided her to the edge of the royal box.
Ser Jorah, Jeor, and Ser Barristan had hopped down to the stadium floor. Harry lowered Daeny carefully down to the stadium floor even as the unsullied fought the harpies. He also lowered Missandei down followed by Shae. Harry then lowered Tyrion. Finally Harry leapt down to the stadium floor himself. More than a hundred harpies streamed into the stadium surrounding Daeny's group. In the stands the maskless citizens of Meereen made their escape.
The two groups were at a standstill with several harpies stepping forward to fight only to be cut down mercilessly with only a dagger against some of the best trained swordsmen and spearmen on two continents. Then the shrieks of dragons rent the air. Three dragons came swooping into the stadium at Daeny's call using her enchanted crown. At the same time, Leaf told the fifty-six collared harpies to turn on their compatriots. Harpies began stabbing harpies.
The dragons flew into a hover and began burning harpies nice enough to clump up for them. The screams of the dying were horrific in the air. Soon it was all over and time to clean up.
"Thank you for intervening Leaf," Daeny said after things had calmed down.
"Of course," Leaf said. "Your safety was our main concern. Yours and that of your entourage."
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Rev 0 Posted 10/31/2021
Author's Note 2
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