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Daphne chuckled: "Don't worry, Lord Stark, we will think of something."

3 Winter is coming.

I gathered my thoughts, "First we need a source of metal, iron, or bronze for durability, if every Lord needs a trunk, that is a lot of them I guess."

Lord Stark nodded, "About seventy, not counting the landed warriors, we don't have many Landed Knights up North."

Hermione calculated, "We better plan for a hundred, some Lords have a denser population than others. We also need them to be big, so a horse and cart can ride in and out easily. The Lords have to build a shelter around it to protect them from the elements, they last longer that way, it is not that they can last thousands of years, a few hundred at most."

Susan sighed, "We need to find an iron mine and some chrome to make stainless steel. Or we keep it with bronze. Do you know such mines nearby, Lord Stark? We also need a steady supply of trees and water."

Lord Stark nodded: "North from here at Long Lake are mountains that have ores but are too hard to mine, there are no roads and the mountains on the east side of the lake are too barren to settle in. On the West side of Long Lake is the Wolfswood, a dense forest with few people living in it. That is the closest I can get you with all three requirements at hand. The King's road passes by closely, about four hundred miles up the road from here."

Luna said, "I'll stay here and teach. Lord Stark, send messengers to your Lords to send two representatives to manage the Trunks, one for the administration and one for the farming for each trunk, they can bring small folk along, there are enough third and fourth children that need a job I think. We will teach them in my trunk. If someone is magical, they can come too."

Lyanna, who was eavesdropping, came into the room and said: "We want to help too, Britta, Alys, and Lysa, we all want to help. We are accustomed to the trunks and Lord Potter and his wives and I bet we have a bit of Magic in us too, we are from the First Men after all."

I said to that, "How the trunks are made is a family secret, but they can assist Luna in managing her trunk and teaching the people the Lords are sending. As a future Great Lady that is a good skill to possess."

Lyanna groaned: "Don't remind me of that big oaf. He could not hold his hands from any women that passed him by, he has already a set of bastards and I doubt that will stop after we are married." she looked at me and continued, "Word is out that you crippled him, his right hand and left elbow are shattered they say. What will happen with him?"

I shrugged: "I don't care, his blows were aimed to kill, so I did not hold back."

Daphne chuckled: "Maybe he was still angry that he crapped his pants in front of us."

Hermione interrupted: "We are getting off-topic here. I suggest we start tomorrow and return each day for dinner. Luna will need all the help she can get."

Lady Lyara stood up and commented: "And dinner is about to be ready now, a servant will call you when it is on the table."

Xxxxx

That night in our room, Hermione asked: "What will happen with Lyanna when Robert drinks himself into a grave?"

Daphne mused: "Jaime Lannister is out, he can barely walk up straight, Stannis is betrothed already, the rest is too young or too old, Edmure Tully is of age but I heard the guards call him a sword swallower. Those are the High Lords, there are a lot of Lords that fit the job I guess. She is not high in demand, the North is dirt poor and too far away for a workable alliance. Only the great houses could use her for an alliance."

Susan commented: "She will probably marry a second or third son and start a new House."

Luna grabbed my head and pushed it between her legs, "Enough! Let's create some background noises for those Stark girls to masturbate on. Go all out, hubby, our periods are starting soon and we need a good shag to tide us over."

Those girls claimed the rooms next to ours in our Manor on the way home and kept on using them even when they were in Winterfell. Several times we noticed them spying on us, but we didn't mind, it spices things up a bit when you know you are being watched, and they learned how the lions and Eagles make Griffins.

The next morning after breakfast, Luna installed her Trunk at a wall in the courtyard, and enlarged it so wagons and carts could enter. Hers was an Ellesmera Trunk, with trees and animals from Du Weldenvarden. The Manor in her trunk was a relatively small one, as with her Dad's it was in the shape of a rook. Only ten bedrooms with a bathroom attached to it, two for each floor. The basement floors contained the kitchen and storage rooms, the ground floor a big living room and study, second and third floors were for the library, workshops, and small parlors. In the middle was an elevator, to serve all ten floors. The rooftop had a few telescopes to observe the fields. Yes, Luna developed a Magic elevator after a visit to London.

The girls entered my trunk, while I took my firebolt out, I made myself invisible before the crowd and flew up North. Four hours later I spotted the Long Lake. A point me Iron ore gave several hits, I landed next to the strongest hit at the shore of the lake.

After eating lunch, no, not the horse, we started to excavate, with transfiguration we turned rocks into water and let it flow into the lake, we made our Transfiguration last no more than a few minutes, the fish would get an indigestion otherwise. While I transfigured the rocks into water, Susan and Daphne transfigured the iron ore into stainless steel and made it permanent, which skipped the need to look for Chrome.

Hermione went into the forest to scout and select the best tree species, she took some samples from trees she didn't recognize and made note of the kinds that looked familiar. Next, she searched for Leylines and marked spots to feed Magic to a trunk.

When Hermione returned, two… you can't call them trunks anymore, Farm Doors, other World Gate… meh, whatever, were ready to get their first set up, we carved the Runes inside on all the six walls and doors, after that we filled the World Gate up with soil from our trunk, placed it on a Leyline and connected to it. We warded the surroundings against nosy humans and apparated back to Winterfell for dinner.

Xxxxx

After dinner, we met with foresters to discuss the local trees and wildlife. A nice surprise is the ironwood and Maple trees, the people don't know about Maple syrup, and the Wolfswood has plenty of them, eight other species of trees are selected for their long lifespan or their fruit and nuts. Daphne added Chestnut and Walnut from her seed collection.

We filled the evenings learning the language of the First Men and Valyrian and reading books from the Stark library.

Luna tested the girls on Magic, As a Stark, Lyanna had the most, although Britta and Lysa were not far behind Alys a bit less than the others but compensated for it with intelligence, she was the smartest of the lot.

When we tested random children from Winterfell and Wintertown, almost everyone had some Magic but most were lying dormant, waiting to be activated.

Four weeks later, the first twenty trunks were big enough to receive their first trees and to fill the lakes. Hermione opened her stasis trunk where she stored the trees she collected from the forest. Those Druid spells rock! A spell to let the tree retract its roots, another spell to shrink it, and we can collect a bonsai without any trouble. Stored in a Stasis trunk it could keep for years.

After a hundred World Gates… Nah we call them Farm Gates, after the last ones were made, Susan helped Hermione collect trees, while Daphne concentrated on growing the Gates, I started planting the trees, and filling the lakes. Where did we get the soil from you ask? Simple, we filled a new Farmer Gate with soil from our trunk, and the Rune cluster made permanent copies of the soil equal to the growth of the Farmer Gate, a bit of maneuvering to get a Lake, and we could plant the trees. After that, we make the trees Magical with the trick we invented when we were with the High Elves.

We made a small pocket space in the tree, big enough to house a squirrel, attached the runes to the ceiling of that space to attract ambient Magic from the surroundings to feed it to the tree, the tree becomes Magical and releases Magic through its leaves, making the forest more Magical. With that loop, we can feed the Farmer Gate enough Magic to sustain its size. What is left is planting crops and building storehouses, small animal and insect repellents at the doors will prevent rodent plagues and Bob is your uncle.

Xxxxx

Two months later, the Stag drank his last drop, he died with a half-full cup and a half-empty bottle in his hands. At least he didn't die thirsty. We mourned him… about five minutes. We witnessed Lyanna dance in the Godswood but blamed it on her sorrow.

Ashara kept in contact with us, she reported that the king got sick… more than he already was, he deteriorated fast. She wrote that she gave the Queen a vial, she had the same symptoms as her Princess and recovered fast. Daphne explained that the Maesters are trying to erase the Magic from everyone but the Andals.

Another worrying development is that Rhaegar did not stop pining for his Ice Queen, meaning Lyanna is still bound to get fucked by Rhaegar. Luna introduced the Journal to Lyanna and let her know what was going on. Ashara described to Lyanna the situation in the Red Keep as explosive, The King is not getting out of his bed, and Rhaegar is gathering support, even as a cripple he was planning to set Princess Elia aside in favor of his future Ice Queen.

Princess Elia is due in two months and is hoping for a boy, a crown prince will solidify her position, now that she isn't being poisoned she gained her strength back, She lets the Maester get whipped and tells him that if there is one drop poison was found in her food or drinks she will personally whip the skin from his back and tie him on an ants nest.

Xxxxx

One evening, when we found out Rhaegar was planning to set Elia aside with or without a son in favor of his Ice Princess, we decided to do something about Rhaegar, we contacted Ashara and asked her to go to a room with a space in front of her. We arrived with a portkey, we marked her so we always could find her, after the first hugs and kisses, I pulled one of Varys little birds out of his secret tunnel, I obliviated the kid from the last hour and put him back asleep.

"We need to do something about Varys soon," I said, "That man is becoming a thorn in our side if we let him play his games."

I straightened up and asked Ashara, "Honey? Can you show us where Rhaegar sleeps? I have some unfinished business with him, and I want to examine your Princess… no, one of the girls will, she can tell if it is a boy or girl."

Four hours and a good shag later, we came back home, It seems that Rhaegar caught some venereal disease that affected his reproductive organs, the poor thing could not get up anymore and the nuts shriveled down to peanut size, it didn't improve his mood though, even the King's health flared up a bit, he will keep on breathing to watch his Grandson being born. That brave man, determined to see his Heir being born, you can not help but admire that man.

Those Pyromancers got a conscience and gathered the wildfire stashes from under Kings Landing and stored it in a safe place. Varys? A small spell will slow his organs down to a stop, it will take a few months and is rather painful… do I feel guilty? Nah, that bastard started wars and conflicts if I hadn't interfered.

Xxxxx

The first Farm Gates were ready, we numbered the doors to keep track of them and asked Lord Stark who was going to be served first. "The Farmer gates are ready to be sown," Hermione explained, "Our trunks are overgrown with grass, these are not yet. So they can be harvested fast."

Stark contemplated a bit and listed names, Susan noted each one separately on pieces of paper with a name and number. Then she handed the stack to Lord Stark: "Send these letters to the Lords and tell them to put this letter outside the keep on the region where they want to have the Farmers gate. It will take a whole day to install everything."

One day at the time we installed the Farmers Gate, first we selected a spot close to a Leyline and a source of water, we elevated the ground a bit, made a big slab of stone, and merged the bottom of the Farmers Gate with the stone, a nice road led the first twenty yards out, and we introduced the new managers to their pocket space.

Hermione told them: "The fields are ready to be sown and planted, we will come every month to regulate the Magic until it is settled. At all times keep the doors closed. That keeps the Magic in and poachers out. And by the Gods, keep studying the books Luna gave you!"

At the end of the month, we installed two Farmer Gates in a day. When the last one was installed outside the walls of Winterfell, our job was done. A hundred Farmer gates were made and installed in record time. Lord and Lady Stark came to inspect the last one, "We are thankful Lord Potter, seeing is believing they say, but even now I can hardly comprehend the effort you put in to create these wonders." commented Lady Stark.

"It was not us alone, Lady Stark. Your daughter and her handmaidens helped in gathering trees, so we could spell them." explained Hermione, "They are natural druids, they selected the best trees without hurting the woods."

"They were perfectly safe in the woods," Said Susan, "They had wards against animals and humans, nothing could come closer than two hundred feet. We still need to expand the forests in the Farmer Gates, this was a rush job, and it will take years to find a balance"

"One last thing, don't plant any Weirwood tree in a Farmer Gate yet." I told them, "Someone is using those trees to spy on Westeros. Do you know what a Bloodraven is?"

Lord Stark was shocked: "Is that man still alive? How can that be? He would be over a hundred years old by now."

I shrugged: "I don't know, but he is somehow connected to the Weirwood trees and is using them to warg into small animals and ravens, we notice it every time one of those animals gets dispelled by us, and it all comes back to the Weirwood trees. A genius move, most of the First Men are saying their prayers and worries to that tree."

That reminds me, I need to pay a visit soon to that creep. If I remember it right, he took Bran over at the end, not on my watch… Bran will not be born here, Brandon is hooking up with Barbrey. I trained him well on the way here. Every time I saw him staring at my wives, his balls became itchy. He got the message after the fifth time. No comments! I know that I am a petty bastard, there is no need to remind me of that.

Xxxxx

We were regular visitors to Ashara, Varys belly hurt too much to care who was fucking Ashara, at every visit, I spelled the birds to sleep and silenced the room, a small tent gave us all the comfort from home and Ashara loved it.

At the end of one of those sessions, we pulled Ashara into my Mindscape. Being a descendant from the Rhoynar, First Men, and Andals combined, she had quite some Magic when we activated it.

"This is one of our secrets, Ashara, we call it a Mindscape, it is a world I created in my mind and can invite others to join me, I can show you our origin, you see, we are not from this world, this is the fourth world I visit, for Hermione, Daphne, Susan, and Luna it will be the second world. Let me show you the world the girls came from."

I showed the highlights, London during rush hour, the airport, we explained the ritual of how we became Dragon animagus and showed the memories of our previous Dragon shape. Then we showed how we arrived in this world and told her what I had from my knowledge of what was supposed to happen.

"You see, Ashara, You were destined to get raped at Harrenhall, I am not certain by whom, but rumors said you had a stillborn child, and you committed suicide after Ned Stark told you of the death of your brother. Rhaegar seduced Lyanna and they eloped, their letters did not arrive and Brandon went to the king and demanded Rhaegar return his sister.'

I told her what was supposed the happen, the wars, intrigues, Elia and her kids, the Stag and his whores, Daenerys and her Dragons.

Ashara gasped: "The dragons are coming back? We thought they were extinct."

Daphne said, "Remember our ritual? Somehow our Animagus form changed, look."

One by one the girls changed into a dragon, I told her, "Yes, we can change into a dragon. We are not real dragons though, it is the Magic that changes us, we keep our human mind. The other form we had was from an intelligent dragon race that could communicate with humans, these dragons can not speak at all, they lack intelligence. We have to use Magic to communicate."

Daphne changed back and asked: "Harry? Is there a reason why we can not change into our old dragon form here? I liked that one more, the local one is more animalistic."

I shrugged: "Try it, it should work."

I turned to Ashara, "One last trick… I can duplicate myself in here. So every girl gets some action."

While I guided Ashara to a bed, the girls succeeded in changing into their old dragon form, four green Dragons joined them in a mating flight, while one human Harry was paging through the Kama Sutra with Ashara. Really, did you read that book? For some of the positions, you need to be a world-class gymnast or have rubber limbs. I loved some of the ideas so I tried them all anyway.

We left my mindscape a few hours later, well shagged. We imprinted some knowledge and Magic spells, she taught us High Valyrian and Rhoynar.

Xxxxx

Aegon was born, secretly aided by Hermione and Luna, Elia recovered quickly, The Mad King… once he knew his line would continue, he finally let go. It was like in a stage play, the drama, the dialogue… in the Mad King's case it was groaning and gasping for air… he kicked the bucket.

Rhaegar the floppy Dragon, a small barb to Edmure Tully who encountered the same problem once, made preparations for his coronation. He has to shelf his dreams to combine Fire and Ice and try to let his son succeed where he could not.

He was in a bad mood though, he gathered a load of nicknames, the floppy Dragon was the most popular, closely followed by Rhaegar The Nutless, and Rhaegar The Shriveled One. Already there were movements to support Viserys as a possible King, the Blackfyre lost his grip when Varys died screaming. Meh, I could not stand that hypocrite.

Once a week we visited Ashara at night and educated her in my Mindscape, she even tried to turn into a dragon. She will someday, as a true Dornish girl she was a skilled girl and eager to please. The rest of our days were filled with collecting trees and regulating the Farm Gates, quite the boring job.

Xxxxx

Then winter sets back in, just as we predicted. People were just in time to harvest their crops and moved into the Farm Gates where they helped cultivate the fields. We aided in distributing the supplies Lord Stark bought, securing the survival of everyone. Well, I scored big time, Lord Stark gave me Moat Cailin as a reward.

Lyanna had a hard time, the moment the Southerners found out she was taught how to use Magic, nobody wanted her anymore, even the Handmaidens got rejected. I must say, they got spoiled by living in our Manor. They didn't sleep in their own bed again, once you get used to climate control and a bug-free bed, or the prospect of using chamber pots again, sleeping in a medieval room is not that appealing.

At the Harvest feast, they were bragging that they had rooms in our Manor. That went down the wrong way. Everyone thought I was tapping Lyanna and her Handmaidens, that they paid that way for their Magic education… hmm? I should have thought of that sooner.

Hermione talked it over with Lady Stark: "We feel that we are somewhat responsible for your daughter's and her Handmaiden's situation. Our husband crippled her fiancee, and we were glad to allow them to use the Manor as they saw fit. Our way of life and our luxuries spoiled them. Her remarks at the harvest feast gave the lords the wrong impression, but we can assure you, those girls have not been touched by our husband or us in any improper way."

Daphne added: "All four are still Maidens, we educated them on the human body in preparation for learning Healing Magic and being future Midwives, something the North needs most."

Hermione continued: "But the damage to their reputation has gone too far to reverse. We talked it over with my husband and your Daughter and Handmaidens and would offer them to join our Household. To compensate, we offer two Farmer Gates and a complete set of armor and weapons that will put Valyrian Steel to shame for each parent. In the case of Lyanna, we double the Gates and a set of armor for each of your sons."

I followed the conversation with a listening charm, to hear in what direction the talk went, a few Farmer Gates more is no big deal, the suits of armor are easy to transfigure, some unbreakable spells and an auto repair, a heat regulation, and deflect impact will do, the weapons are easy to transfigure, we have the metal of our rider swords in our memory and making a set of daggers, two one-handed and a two-handed sword with some enchants on them is only going to take a day or two…

Lady Stark smelled an opportunity and said: "That would be almost acceptable, what will impress the Lords and will silence their tongues is if you give Winterfell an overhaul and shape it in the way of your Manor. That will let them see and feel why my Daughter preferred your Manor over her own bed."

Crap! That will take all winter! Offer a finger they want a hand, Lady Stark went up a nudge and demanded a whole arm! Worse, she added, "I bet Lord Mollen, Britta's father, Lord Overton, Alys's Father and Lord Whitehill, Lysa's Father will welcome the improvements you make to their Keep too."

WTF? Now they are abusing my goodwill! Ah, Susan came to the rescue: "They will be impressed when their daughters will do that in a few years after we trained them. We will work on Winterfell for as long as the Winter lasts. Is that acceptable?"

Lady Stark noticed she reached the borderline and nodded, "I will inform my husband and the girl's parents."

That night, I showed the girls the memory of that conversation in our Pensieve, when they came out of it, Alys asked: "Do we have to share your bed now, Harry?"