Disclaimer: All characters and some of the plot beling to J.K Rowling and Robert Jordan. Only thing I own is a small part of the plot and the idea to mix the two series.
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As soon as the gateway closed, Rand ran out of the room, trailed by Min and the veiled people. Pretty soon, Harry was left alone in the room, so he decided to follow the group to where ever they were going. Pretty soon he caught up with them at the door to someone's rooms. Harry remembered that Rand's babies were being born, but he was standing outside while Min went in.
"That room is no place for men, they say. I am her husband, I should be allowed in there," muttered Rand, causing Harry to smile.
After about thirty minutes, a older woman came out of the room, a smile on her face.
"Congratulations my Lord. You are now the proud father of a healthy boy and girl!" exclaimed the woman, causing Rand to laugh and to try to go in to see Elayne.
"I'm sorry, but we still have some work to do before you can go in there," and with that the door was closed in Rand's face, and he was left outside to stew.
All of a sudden several young women ran out of the room and went several different directions, then a woman in loose breeches, with a bow strapped to her back hurried out.
"What's wrong Birgette?" asked Rand, fear in his voice.
"She started to bleeding uncontrollably, we might loose her," said Birgette, worry evident in her voice. She looked as if she were the one having the baby instead of Elayne.
"I think I might be able to heal her," said Harry, pulling otu his wand.
"You think that you can do something that trained Aes Sedai cannot?" asked the woman, an edge of scorn in her voice.
"I've had some training in healing magics, I might be able to help," responded Harry.
"Magic? Anyway, if you think that you can help, then by all means, go ahead," Birgette moved out of the way to let Harry pass.
Inside, there was a number of women, one was laying down, sweating profusely, while others were trying to stop her bleeding. Min was holding the lady's hand. Elayne thought Harry.
With a quick glance, Harry walked forward up to Elayne, but was stopped by a lady dressed in a light blue dress, a red dot adorning her forehead, a large ring hanging off of her kneck.
"What are you doing here!" demanded the woman in a perfect McGonnagal impression. "Men can't come into a birthing room, its indecent!"
"Move now, I can help," responded Harry quickly.
"There's hardly anything anyone can do. Her body has to do the work. Trust it to a man to think they know more than a woman about birth. Now get out!" commanded the woman.
"Move now, or I make you move!" said Harry as he leveled his wand on her.
"How dare you speak to an Aes Sedai like that!" yelled the woman. Suddenly, she was surrounded by a weird glow, and a weird stream of something shot at Harry.
Without thinking, Harry shouted a spell.
"Ancileis!" suddenly, different colored streams shot out of the end of his wand, weaving themselves into his shield, which blocked the stream and sent it back at the woman, throwing her off her feat. This caused several of the women in the room to look sharply at him, the weird light enveloping all of them.
"Don't try anything Darkfriend. You will be shielded and taken to Tar Valon, and you will be gentled. Nothing but a darkfriend c an control saidar without being a woman.
"Maximus stupefy!" yelled Harry, the streams shooting out of his wand yet again, weaving themselves into a vast wave of red light, stupefying all of the women.
Harry quickly made his way to Elayne, who weakly looked up at him, fear and anger evident in her eyes.
"You will not take me out so easily, darkfriend. I will fight to the end," whispered Elayne weakly.
"I'm no darkfriend. I'm here to heal you," with that, Harry pointed his wand at the woman's chest and said "medicus."
The streams shot out of the end of his wand again, weaving themselves in a more complex pattern, settling itself all along her body. It continued to weave until a small aura surrounded Elayne and it dissipated.
"All done," said Harry, fatigue catching up with him.
"How did you do that? I could see saidar but there was something else wove into it, it looked like saidan. But that's impossible, nobody can channel both saidar and saidan, its not possible," whispered Elayne, still weak from blood loss.
Looking at the blood and sweat covering Elayne, Harry pointed his wand at her again and merely said, "Ablutum," and all of the grime dissapeared as the weave sat upon it.
"That reminds me, you lost a lot of blood that needs to be replenished," said Harry, going into doctor mode, which he learned from Madame Pomfrey, while training to overthrow Voldemort. "Recurro vena," yet again the streams shot out of his wand and made a pattern which poured into Elayne. Within a few seconds Elayne had turned back to a healthy color and was looing a lot better.
"Thank you, sir. But you have yet to introduce yourself," said Elayne as she sat up.
"Oh that's Harry, isn't it?" the last part directed to Harry. "He was the reason why Rand was late. We had to pick him up from his world. It seems that he can channel saidar and saidan at the same time. "
"Do you know anything about the Source?" asked Elayne.
"Absolutely nothing. I would like to learn, but right now, I think that the ladies in here need to be revived and Rand seems about to bust down the door to see if you are okay," laughed Harry.
"I'll get the woolheaded shepherd," said Min, as she got up and left the room to go and calm Rand down.
Harry pointed his wand at the floor, near to where the various women were laying, stunned, and with "Enervate Maximus," they were beginning to wake up.
"You will pay for that, boy!" snarled one of the women. "I have never liked the idea of men channeling freely, but when you twist saidar then I have a probl-."
"TROLLOCS!" came a voice, echoing throughout the stone hallways. "TROLLOCS ARE MARCHING ON CAEMLYN!"
Instantly, the whole room was chaos, some of the women headed for the door, while others tried to hide. Curiously, the women who were going through the door had the halo of light around them.
"Trollocs?" asked Harry.
"Soldiers of the Dark One, and even though most of them were killed, it seems as though the remainder have banded together to come here. But why?" mused Elayne.
"That doesn't matter, we need to stop them!" commanded the woman who had first tried to stop Harry.
Harry decided to follow the women outside of the room, where they were walking through a doorway.
Before anyone could say anything, Harry stepped through, and walked out onto a hill that looked on one of the roads outside of the city walls. In front of them came the trollocs, various animal parts glued together on a body that was around seven or eight foot tall. There were also Myrddraal, human-like creatures with no eyes and a white face that seemed to drive the trollocs onwards.
"What are those things dressed in black? They aren't human are they?" asked Harry, disgusted.
"No, they are Myrddraal. They come from the same stock as trollocs do, but they are different. They drive the trollocs through fear," explained one of the women.
They reminded Harry of the dementors back home, especially the fear part. He wondered if the Patronus charm would work on them. Well, he thought, only one way to find out.
Raising his wand, Harry thoguth of the happiest moment of his life, the most powerful moment he had ever experienced and let it flow into his wand.
"EXPECTO PATRONUM INFINETO!" using the maximum powered spell, Harry watched as the streams shot from his wand weaving a pattern more complex than anything he had ever seen. Once it was done, a brilliant stag shot forth from the end of the pattern, as well as a unicorn that matched the stag in brilliance. The pair of animals were so bright that they banished all shadow, too bright to look at, even overpowering the sun!
Without any order from Harry, they charged the oncoming army of trollocs and Myrddraal, blinding all that were not smart enough to look away.
When the Myrddraal felt the effects of the powerful Patroni, they fled in terror. Trying to work their ways through the trollocs, they were trapped and were the first to fall to their brilliant assailants. When the Patroni hit the front line, the light ripped through the Myrddraal, destroying every last piece of them and the light from their ethereal bodies burn the trollocs to cinders.
The pair split apart, running either way through the dwindling army, burning away all opposition, until there was nothing left of the army. With a nod to Harry the Patroni dissipated, breaking up into small motes of light.
When Harry turned away from the battle field, he found himself face to face with a woman whos face was ageless, the weird light surrounding her.
"What are you?"
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