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Basically, this story is Game of Thrones characters in the Harry Potter Universe and I think I will be posting it in the normal stream of G.O.T stories not the crossover area as I am not sure people actually look there for fics …. But if someone thinks this should be posted there let me know.


Chapter 1: Sorting Surprise


The moment it happened her entire world shattered. Her mother was a Gryffindor. Her father a Hufflepuff. Her elder sister was a Ravenclaw but never in her family's history had there ever been a Slytherin.

Until now.

"Arya Stark. Slytherin!" boomed the sorting hat.

There was muted clapping and bewildered looks in response. Arya dared not look at the teacher's table as she made her way past it. She didn't want to see the look of disappointment on her father's face.

Instead, Arya caught her older brother Jon's supportive look as she trudged past the Gryffindor table to the Slytherin table.

Both her brothers, Jon and Robb, were Gryffindor prefects in their sixth year. Sansa was a third year Ravenclaw and probably wishing the ground would swallow Arya up at any moment to make her disappear for good.

As Arya approached the table a space was made between two beautiful looking girls.

Arya took the cue and sat in the spare place.

As soon as her bottom touched the wooden bench, the girl on her left with incredible brown curls started to talk.

"Hi Arya my name is Margaery and I am a Slytherin prefect in sixth year so that means you can tell me anything and everything, especially if there is any gossip."

"Margaery," exclaimed the silver haired girl to Arya's right, "You're supposed to be welcoming her to our house not recruiting her for your gossip chains."

"Can't I do both? I am a multi-tasker you know," Margaery sighed but had a bright smile on her face indicating this was a common fight between the two friends.

"This is Daenerys Targaryen she is a year below me but likes to pretend she is a year above," Margaery shot her friend a playful look.

"I do not," Daenerys fired back, "and please call me Dany."

"Thank you," Arya stuttered trying to take in everything that had happened and been said in the past five minutes.

"Oh, look you've startled the poor girl," Margaery directed at Dany.

"I startled her," Dany said sarcastically making it clear she thought it was her friend who was the culprit.

"Actually," Arya spoke up, "those two are startling me now, who are they?"

Margaery scanned the area Arya was looking to and her bright demeanour was slightly dented by what she saw.

"Oh, that's Ramsey Bolton. You'll need to watch out for him, but luckily it's his last year. The other is Joffrey Baratheon. He's in his third year, unfortunately, so either learn to avoid him or kick his butt. Together they're a toxic combination."

Arya tapped her fingers on the table, near the knife and fork as she made a mental note to avoid the two older Slytherin's that were eyeing her up like fresh meat.

"Hello there," a soothing voice came from behind her, causing her to spin around immediately to see a pretty boy with luscious light brown curls descending over his face.

"Loras, don't scare the child like that," Margaery said hitting her older brother on the arm.

"Hey no hitting your Head Boy please. I would hate to have to deduct points from my own house," Loras smirked at his sister.

Margaery tutted in response as if there was no way her brother would do that to her or their house.

"So, who is our latest house mate?" he beamed down at Arya.

"Loras," Margaery sighed, "her name was literally just announced."

Loras just shrugged.

"How did you become Head Boy again?"

"My amazing smile and our grandmother's deep pockets."

"He is joking," Margaery reassured Arya.

"Only half joking," Loras winked at Arya before retaking his seat further down the table.

"Siblings," Daenerys said playfully to Arya which caused her to look for her own.

Robb and Jon were in a deep discussion, waving their hands about, probably talking about the latest wizarding duel tournament or some cool new broom that had just come out. Sansa was surrounded by other Ravenclaw girls flicking her hair this way then that way.

"Don't worry," Daenerys said gently, "you can still hang out with your family despite not being in the same house as them."

Arya smiled gratefully up at the silver haired girl, "Thank you."

"Myrcella Baratheon. Gryffindor," shouted the sorting hat.

"Oh, our head of house is not going to like that one bit," Margaery said excitedly.

"Why not?" Arya asked.

"Would you like your granddaughter going into your rival house?

"Neither of his sons were Slytherin either," Daenerys pointed out, "Jaime Lannister was in Gryffindor and Tyrion was Ravenclaw."

"True and I bet when their houses were announced he wore the same look he is wearing now," Margaery said behind gleaming eyes.

Arya turned to look were the other two girls were directing their attention.

She instantly saw her father's worried expression. She forced a smile back at him to indicate she was fine, and then glanced at the man sitting next to her father.

The head of Slytherin was sitting straighter and taller than her father; he had an imposing aura around him which was framed by his wisps of silvery golden hair. His green eyes were surveying the Great Hall as if looking for threats or troublemakers.

"Tywin Lannister is head of house for Slytherin?" Arya asked partially surprised. Last she knew he had been the Minister for Magic.

"He has been the Head of Slytherin for seventeen years, did you not know anything about Hogwarts before you stepped into the castle?" Margaery asked with her eyebrow slightly raised.

"Yes, I just .. um .. focused on Gryffindor as I thought I would go there," Arya admitted. Like Jon and Robb, she thought internally.

"Well the sorting hat put you in Slytherin for a reason," Margaery said kindly, "and it is never wrong."

"Shireen Baratheon. Ravenclaw," the sorting hat yelled, which was followed by clapping applause.

Arya watched as the little girl jumped off the stool and shuffled towards the Ravenclaw table.

With all the first years sorted the Headmaster tapped his metal goblet and rose to speak.

"My name is Headmaster Aemon and I welcome all of you to another year at Hogwarts."

Arya tuned out of the Headmaster speech as she noticed Ramsey and Joffrey giving her evil looks.

I am going to have to be careful around them, Arya warned herself as food appeared before her.


Author's Notes:

A bit Slytherin focused I know but with each chapter the story will be fleshed out more I promise.

Guesses for what Eddard Stark, Tywin Lannister, Tyrion Lannister and Jaime Lannister are in terms of faculty/ teaching staff?

More staff members will be revealed as the story progresses.

Let me know if you liked the Margaery, Dany and Arya trio as I thought they were quite cute with the older girls trying to comfort her :)

I plan on doing multiple chapters, maybe over twenty not sure yet. Not got a schedule for this story either but we will see what happens :)

So, if you like it please favourite, follow and review!


Next Up: Arya steps into Slytherin House for the first time, has a family meeting and her first classes.