So before anyone and everyone freaks out about this, the actions and views of an author do not show on their audience. That being said, I do not support any hate language and will never support it. Mainly of my friends in life are part of the LGBTQIA community. If you feel uncomfortable with that then skip over those parts in my story. Harry himself will not be part of any kind of relationship like that, however it will be around him and it is a big part of GOT.

Harry Potter, the boy who lived, held the resurrection stone in his left hand, the elder wand in his right, and his invisibil cloak covering him as he walked towards the one place that could actually kill him. Around him was his family as he saw then last. He had lost. Oh sure, he fought and defeated Voldemort and his death eaters at the Battle of Hogwarts, gotten married and had three children with Ginny before Voldemort's psychotic followers finally caught them. When the dust settled after the fight at the burrow only the children remained. George and Angelina laid next to each other protecting their twins from Flint and his cronies. Molly and Arthur bleed out due to the cutting curses that were thrown at them from the Malfoys and Notts. Hermione and Ron holding hands they died to the killing curse Draco had sent. Bill and Fleur were the only surviving Weasleys as they were out of the country. Poor Percy, his daughter was hiding behind couch as her parents fell. Ginny... his sweet wife. Why did the gods torment him so? Was his suffering not enough? He turned to look towards Draco and his death squadron as they were referred to as laid dead at his feet. His family had giving up their own lives to ensure the future of their family was protected. Just like his parents... Just like Sirius... Damn it...

50 Years Later

Why am I still alive? That was his only thought as Harry watched from the shadows as his own grandchildren were born. It had been rough since his families death. He had Bill, Fleur, and Charlie to take the children out of Britain as it was once again in gulfed in war. War was no place for toddlers and infants. Harry had decided to fight alone. After getting oaths from the adults he had given them his entire fortune. It was that day he became known as Death. Hundreds of wizards and muggles alike died at his hands because of their loyalties to this new dark lord. It didn't matter to Harry. Death came for them all. Eventually Harry had found this target. Marked for death, as some might say. It was all the Dark Lord could do to keep himself alive as all of his generals fell. 'Well good riddance.' Harry thought as he remembered using the sword of Gryffindor to cut the man's head off. Harry continued to reminisce of his past as he watched his son James holding his daughter in his arms. 'It is time for me to leave and go on my next great adventure.' Harry thought as he walked away from the was tired. He had fought for two decades to ensure his family was safe. 'Now my watch is done.' He thought of the Night's watch from his favorite novels. The only way their watch ended was with death. Now his will end the same way.

Harry apparated to the ruined remains of the old Ministry of Magic. The night he lost his wife was the night this building fell as was destroyed. Harry walked slowly down into the depths towards the only thing that wasn't destroyed. Well technically it couldn't be destroyed. 'You can't destroy or defeat death.' Was his thought as he slowly walked up towards the veil. "Now my watch has ended." Harry said outlook as he walked through the veil, embracing death as an old friend.

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First thing Harry noticed was he was back at the train station he had been to when he took the killing curse freeing him of the Horcrux."Hello Harry, back again I see." Harry heard fully expecting to hear Dumbledore.

Turning around, Harry saw not his old teacher and mentor but a girl not older than Ginny when she was taken to the Chamber. Her hair was black as the night sky and her dress looked to be made of crow feathers but overall seemed to bring peace to him. "Who are you?" He asked.

"Well, it has been awhile my champion. But why are you here now? Well, you walked into the veil, so of course you would be in my domain." The little girl spook as she walked towards him. "You were tampered with again. Damn jealous sisters."

"Sisters?" I asked assuming that if I was in the land of the veil I was dead and this girl was death.

"Oh, you know just fate and time. They seem to want my champions to suffer." She said as she bowed before me. "For that I am sorry."Harry was about to answer before two more girls appeared before him.

"Hey, do not blame it on us." The one on the right said that oddly look like Luna Lovegood from their time in the DA. The only difference was the pink hair that seemed to change color.

"Yeah, we didn't cause his fate or future. Blame it on the manipulation of free-will and the sin of greed." The one on the left said pulling the black haired girl into a headlock. She looked vaguely like Fleur when she arrived at Hogwarts all those years ago. Except she looked more divine in the sense that it was hard to keep his eyes off of her.

"Time, stop messing with my champion. And Fate what do you mean? I thought we had a pact with the deadly sins?" The black haired girl complained.

"Well Death, apparently someone had summoned Greed to interfere." Fate said as she relayed the message from the other sins. "Of course, they couldn't prevent it from happening. They did use your blasted wand you created to give your champions."

"Damn, then Dumbledore did all of this. I thought I warned him the first time. It was his fault Riddle became mad." Death now fully identified started. "Him and his lover never learned. That would explain the mechanations that were being done to my champion. Why he only ever saved one of his true loves from their falsehoods."

"Unfortunately there is nothing that could be done. He is now here and if we wish to undo what has been done and set it right, then we need to send this version to another realm." Time nonchalantly explained.

"Wait, hold on. What do you mean by undoing everything? What is going on here?" Harry asked as he was confused on how all of this was happening.

"Well, Harry Potter. You see your original fate was marred by the deadly sin of Greed. Nice fellow but can be forced into deals that are mutually beneficial." Fate started with her silver eyes glowing. "We unfortunately had a better life for you planned out. But because of the contract with greed, it was messed up. So in order to fix everything and settle the time-line to where is should be, we will have to have you move worlds."

"Wait, what fate was suppose to fall me?" Harry asked. "How it is even in death I can not just relax?"

"Well, you technically had part of the life you were suppose to end up with. The unfortunate events that occurred due to Greed, ensured that the bonds that were created in your destined fate never came about." Time explained. "Basically, Harry Potter, you lived a life you were not suppose to live. Which in doing so has sent the entire multi-verse engine into a projected end cycle."

"So because I didn't follow your path now my universe is going to collapse." Harry asked with a nod from all three sisters. "That sounds ridiculous."

"Unfortunately it is true though." Fate complained as if all her hard work was for nothing. "So, we have to send you away and using that energy we can create a new prophecy. This time I will be using your ancestral power to give it."

"Do I even get a choice in this whole thing?" Harry asked looking at the sisters as they shook their head. "Fine, but I want my powers in the new universe. Maybe a way to keep my family together this time."

"Hmm, well if you want magic then that narrows your choices down to two. Westeros, or Tal'dorei." Death stated. She was not going to send her beloved champion anywhere but her chosen areas for him. "You mean Game of Thrones is real?" Harry asked. The books had been some of his favorite when he got to sit down and read."Of course, we will also be giving you some perks to help you in your new world. If you choose one of those two." Time winked at him trying to convey the best parts.

"Will I have a prophecy over my head?" Harry asked.

"Technically no. It is up to you if you wish to accept the prophecy. But we will need you to kill the night king." Death stated as it was part of the deal. "As my champion no one should be able to escape death. Well except the one I choose."

'So, either I take this deal and go where they want me to or they force me to go somewhere. Do I really have a choice?' Harry thought as his mind was thinking of the possibilities that his life might be worse."You really don't have a choice. But with being my sister's champion, we will be generous if you are accommodating." Fate explained as if she read his mind with a smile on her face.

"Fine, fine... I guess the song of ice and fire is not that bad." Harry agreed.

"Great! Hmm, seeing how seven was suppose to be the mark. We can shoot for seven again." Death muttered to her sisters.

"Definitely need to get a beautiful red head and a silver haired lady..."Fate muttered as well. "Trick is who else and for who shall he be born from?"

"Definitely need to not have House Dayne lose such a sweet daughter." Time chimed into the careful planning. "You know being Heir to the north doesn't seem bad."

"Hmm, not Eddard though. Such a spineless man not putting his pack before his loyalties." Death complained. "Too true. Now he will need dragonsblood in his veins. Maybe a descendant of Blackfyre would be good. Or an actual Velarian with his own dragon egg." Fate started with excitement.

"Ooooo yes! He needs a Hungarian Horntail but bigger and stronger." Death exclaimed causing Harry to be concerned.

"Uh ladies, I am right here you know." Harry complained as the three beings decided out what he would be.

"Oh, we are fully aware! Now, we should probably make his father second in line for Winterfell, that way he can do his own thing and travel to Essos to meet his mother. Then the rebellion happens which causes him to come home married already. Yes perfect!" Fate weaving the star-crossed lovers picture for them.

"Eddard still marries Catelyn, we get the beautiful girl that is Sansa, and then we get Hadrian to be Winterfells leader. Or better idea. We have him be Benjen's son and allow him to become rich and powerful in his own right away from Winterfell. We keep the star-crossed lovers look but don't allow him to be tied down in politics too much. Then he can have the women come to him. Harems are always so much fun to plan!" Fate can see all the different lives she could plan for Harry.

"Fate we are planning to keep it seven and lower. Don't go too crazy." Time explained trying to keep their hyper sister focused.

"But that is no fun! Ok, ok. Here is what I am thinking... and then... next would be... afterwards would be..." The rest was muffled out as if they did not want him to hear.

"Seriously you are leading my life and now you are keeping it secret?" He complained. Honestly it wasn't fair considering it was his life.

"Sorry, Harry Potter. But you can not hear your future. If you do then it may not pass. Now gifts he will be receiving." Fate said to him before turning back to her siblings."Hmm, magic and magic knowledge is a definite. He can't remember is old life though only the spells and listens on how to use them. Parseltongue will be useful but I think we can upgrade it to dragontongue as well. Trust between him and his dragon will be important."

"Hmm, I am thinking increasing his overall strength, speed and stamina. This is a world of basically medieval weaponry. He will need an edge if he is to be your champion still." Time explained as she wove her magic into his new time-line.

"What do you think about his weapon. Now I am down for giving him my wand again however I think he would look more amazing with dual Velarian swords. Maybe a Velarian forearm guards to start. If he manages to find it all good if he doesn't well at least he will have regular steel." Death explained thinking about Harry's future.

"Hey, do I get a say in this?" Harry complained about being left out again."Oh, what pray tell do you want with all of this. No immortality mister." Death said as she walked up and poked him in the chest.

"Geez woman, I would just want the ability to heal quicker. If it isn't a fatal wound I rather it not take months to heal." Harry complained swords were dangerous after all."Actually that is a good idea. Maybe give him some sword training too. I am thinking a combination of the four best fighters of Westeros. I am thinking Barriston Selmy, Auther Dayne, Jaime Lannister and Daemon Blackfyre. They are all in their prime the strongest fighters of there generation." Time said as she brought their fighting styles together to create a unique style.

"Hmm, I think that is everything. Are you ready for your new life?" Fate said excitedly looking at Harry.

"Do I have a choice?" He asked knowing the answer.

"Nope!" Death excitedly pushed him towards his train. "Good luck! I do not want to see you until you hit 300 this time!"

"Wait! 300?!" Was all Harry could ask as Kings Cross disappeared to him seeing a woman with violet eyes and flowing silver hair as a man with dark black hair and warm brown eyes stared at him from his mother's arms. "Thank the gods. I thought I was going to lose you both. Samira my love, look at our beautiful boy. Our precious Hadrian...

So if many of you might not have noticed but this is the start of 2 stories for Harry Potter that I will be writing. 1 in the wizard world and one in GOT, now I am making it a bit of a mix where the Show GOT will be the main premise without the bs of the last couple of seasons because let's be honest, they sucked. Now my take will have a couple OCs and a couple of places from the books which I enjoyed reading. If you want to read the next chapter it is over on my Patr eon. Look up Fighteroffates. I appreciate all the support.