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
Margaery Tyrell is played by Natalie Dormer Sansa Stark is played by Sophie Turner Tyene Sand is played by Rosabell Laurenti Sellers Myrcella Baratheon Lannister is played by Nell Tiger Free Cersei Lannister is played by Lena Heady
Chapter 21
Three Months After Robert's Rebellion
Queen Cersei Baratheon was contemplating violating her marriage vows yet again. It wasn't like she had a good husband to convince her to stop fucking her brother. In the three months since her marriage to Robert he had been whoring and drinking nearly non-stop. Just as Cersei went to go find her brother for a good fuck a dark-haired man appeared before her out of seeming thin air.
"Who are you?" Cersei demanded. "How did you get in my chambers?"
Cersei was truly beautiful at this age. She hadn't suffered through the hardships the years to come would bring her.
"My name is Harry," Harry said. "I got in here through magic."
Before Cersei could question any further, Harry had closed the distance between them and wrapped his arm around her. Suddenly they found themselves elsewhere. Cersei pushed away from this strange man and found herself in a room like she had never seen. The glass in the window was so clear. Everything looked brand new.
"Where are we?" Cersei demanded. "We are onboard my starship Cersei orbiting your planet," Harry said.
Cersei didn't understand everything he just said. But she understood planet. Looking out the window proved it to her. She stared down at her homeworld in awe. Then she glanced back at the man within the room with her.
"What do you want from me?" Cersei asked.
Harry gestured and Cersei gave a squeak of fright as she floated into the air. She suddenly floated down into this stranger, this Harry's, lap. She became very aware of his hard manhood pressed against her.
"I think you can tell what it is I want from you Cersei," Harry said. "I am the Queen of the seven kingdoms. I am not to be had for the wanting," Cersei said.
"You are a woman who is playing the dangerous game of cuckholding the king of the seven kingdoms by taking moon tea and fucking her brother," Harry corrected.
Cersei's blood ran cold at this statement. She looked into the man's eyes and could tell he knew. He knew the truth of her darkest secret.
"Maybe we can come to an agreement about your desires," Cersei said as she began rubbing her butt against Harry's groin.
"This isn't going to just be a one-time thing my dear Cersei. You will be fucking me regularly. There will be certain benefits in exchange," Harry said. "Magical benefits."
Cersei began to plot what she could manipulate this man into doing in exchange for sex. Many things could be accomplished through magic.
Harry began to kiss Cersei. She slowly responsed. He used magic to get her wet and ready. More magic vanished her clothes. Soon he was rubbing his hard length through her nether lips.
Begin Smut Scene
Harry and Cersei both broke their kiss to look down as he guided his prick into her slit. She was very wet as he slid into her. Her insides gripped his manhood tightly as he pressed forward driving his entire length into her heated box. Cersei moaned approvingly when she felt the tip of his prick come to a stop against her cervix. She renewed the kiss while squeezing her kegel muscles experimentally around him. Then he drew back to just the tip of his shaft before reversing directions and plunging back in her core. Harry started using a steady rhythm that saw half of his length moving to and from her box. After several dozen strokes he lengthened his stride to his full eight inches. Cersei's fingers dug into his biceps as he pumped her smoldering pussy. She wrapped her legs around his butt. They broke the kiss and she threw her head back moaning deeply in bliss. His mouth found her exposed throat and he tasted her flesh for the first
time. Her right hand flew to the back of his head holding him at her throat while her left slid down to his side where she ran her hands over his side and back muscles. Cersei was consciously squeezing her inner muscles as he carved out her insides. The lovers rocked back and forth. Harry slowly sent arcane energy into Cersei's vaginal walls via his turgid shaft as he worked her body. The feeling of her silken insides slipping and sliding against his prick was enrapturing. He couldn't get enough of it. He continually pumped in and out of her. Through his magic in her body Harry could directly feel just how much Cersei was enjoying his attentions.
"Yes," Cersei whispered. "Yes...fuck me, Harry," Cersei encouraged with a particularly good squeeze of her inner muscles while also thrusting her pelvis up against his groin.
Having a man inside of her had never felt this good before to Cersei and that is saying something. Cersei had always really enjoyed the filling feeling from a man's cock stuffing her cunny. Harry's tool was positively addicting. His heated shaft burned with an absolutely magical fire through her insides. The searing heat excited Cersei, making her feel like she was close to getting burned from the power coursing inside of her. But she felt no pain, only unmatched pleasure. His hardness pressed against all of the most sensitive parts of the inside of her vagina. His mouth found her ear and he nibbled on the bottom for half a dozen thrusts. Then his mouth shifted to her jaw where he demandingly kissed and tasted her flesh. Cersei turned her head and crushed her mouth to his, her teeth biting his bottom lip lightly. She felt him growl and his prick actually grew harder within her. Then he was pulling out of her. She whimpered disapprovingly at the loss of him within her. Then his hands roughly flipped her over onto her stomach. He pulled her up on her knees and she felt his shaft slide back into her gash from behind. Cersei mewed with satisfaction as he stuffed her quim. She was unbelievably wet. She felt his muscular frame press down into her backside. His hands came down on the mattress and covered hers. His mouth came next to her right ear.
"Queen Cersei...you're my little bitch," Harry purred. "This cunt and arse are mine whenever I want them."
Harry drove his hips forward and into Cersei's backside causing her to lean forward a little ways. Cersei gasped but squeezing her kegel muscles tightly around her partner's prick.
"Yes...fuck me," Cersei urged. "Fuck me Harry and you can have me whenever you want."
Cersei was lost to the magic coursing into her through the dick firmly seated in her snatch. Harry covered Cersei's hands with his own and lightly squeezed her fingers. He felt her squeeze back. She was panting loudly now as the intensity of her pleasure reached a new height. The intimacy was delicious. Her breasts swung back and forth with the thrusts of his fucking. Harry balanced on his left arm as his right hand found Cersei's tits and fondled them possessively. Cersei's cunt clamped down at the grasping of his hand. Harry allowed more of his weight to settle on her. The arcane energy he was feeding her had a dual purpose other than pleasure. It
gave Cersei temporary greater strength so she could bear his weight. Harry's right hand snaked down across her abdomen. He enjoyed the feel of her soft flesh. The tips of his fingers found her clit covered with a light patch of pubic hair. Cersei cried out as he began rubbing her small bud. Her snatch actually grew hotter and Harry hadn't thought that was possible.
Cersei had never thought her body could feel this good. Her partner pressed his firm body down on top of her. She felt him rutting against her as he drove his tool to and from her slit. The stretching of her insides as her inner walls conformed around his length felt addicting. Cersei lost herself in the sensation of him pumping in and out of her, of his hands working her clit and tits, and of his breathy moans into her ear. Time ceased to mean anything. There was only the next heartbeat, the next thrust, and the next moan. She felt the tension growing in her belly as she gradually became aware of the fact that her orgasm was imminent. Cersei started pushing her body back to drive her cunt onto Harry's dick as he brought his hips forward. She felt her entire body shake with the force of his groin impacting her rump. His groans grew deeper. He was close too. Cersei felt a sudden burning desire within her to feel his seed pumping into her. She wanted him to feel just as much ecstasy as she felt. She had never wanted that for her partner before. But she wanted him to fuck her again so she wanted him to feel everything wonderful about their union.
"Yes...cum in me," Cersei urged. "Fill me," She urged as she clenched down with her kegel muscles on his withdrawal before shoving her hips back and impaling herself on his shaft.
"Cum on my cock," Harry commanded.
Harry's voice was laced with magic and so the magic he had saturated Cersei's body with responded to his command. There was no better sensation in the universe to Harry than feeling a beautiful woman climax on his prick while he pumped her full of his seed. Harry let himself go after burying himself in Cersei's clutching snatch. He felt her pussy pulling at his shaft while he pressed himself fully onto her. She went forward onto her stomach on the bed and Harry went with her. Their legs locked together and they tried to push their joined sexes even closer together, grinding their flesh. Harry held Cersei as she shuddered and cried out his name. Her sleeve rippled and writhed around him while he released everything inside of her. The ecstasy and euphoria that swept through them was amplified many fold by the arcane energy shared between them. Their climax seemed endless. Several times Cersei thought she should have passed out but unconsciousness never came. She grabbed the sheets in her fists and screamed into her pillow. Harry held her through all of this and luxuriated in her presence and her rapture.
Finally they came down slowly from their mutual peak. "You...are...a...god...in...bed," Cersei managed to get out between gasps for breathe. "Thank you," Harry purred with a grin.
Cersei had not expected to enjoy that as much as she had. She was reevaluating her plans. Whatever her future held she wanted this man inside of her more often and for longer.
"Catch your breath and we can go again," Harry suggested.
Cersei was surprised to realize her partner was still very much still turgid inside of her.
"Alright," Cersei agreed.
End Smut Scene
"Where am I?" Cersei Lannister demanded as she looked out from a set of cage bars.
She found herself in a room with no features other than white walls. The cage she was in was all steel bars. There was a bed and a chamber pot of some sort.
"You're in a cage where you belong," Sansa said from a doorway that hadn't been there moments before.
"Sansa," Cersei said in surprise. "You've grown up."
"I have," Sansa said. "I'm here to explain your future. You are going to sit here in this cell until after the the Great Other and his flesh counterpart have been destroyed. Then your fate will be re-evaluated."
"My brother won't stand for my disappearance," Cersei raged.
"Your brother is sitting in an identical cell next door. You've both been tainted by the Great Other," Sansa said.
"You can't get away with this," Cersei shouted. "I assure you that we can," Sansa said. Then Sansa was gone. Kings Landing
Cersei Lannister listened to the horrible fate that had befallen her counterpart from this world. To think Cersei was in a new world which had experienced a great deal more time having passed. She had given birth to three children one of whom was dead. Robert was dead. Her father was dead. The seven kingdoms had fallen into disarray. And the army of the dead was marching against the wall. Her new lover told her all of these things complete with illusions to
show exactly what he was talking about. Her brother Jaime from her world stood beside her listening. Harry had cast some type of magic on Cersei and Jaime that prevented them from falling under the influence of the White Walker god like had befallen their counterparts.
If the fantastic sex she had experienced with her magical master hadn't already caused Cersei to re-evaluate her loyalty to him then these revelations would have. It was only through him that she would be protected from a horrible fate. She resolved to listen to what he told her to do whether that involved pleasuring him sexually or any other commands.
"This Cersei is a lot more pliable," Harry said to Leaf. "Not to mention a lot younger," Leaf mused. "You seemed to really enjoy breaking her in."
"Yeah. The sex was great," Harry confirmed. "Knowing that this Cersei hasn't done all of the horrible shit that our Cersei had done helped."
"Why bring Jaime too? You know they are probably just going to start fucking again," Leaf pointed out.
"I like Jaime despite what he has done," Harry admitted. "I believe he was reforming before the Great Other got ahold of him. This Jaime hasn't done any of that."
"And the fact he will probably try to fuck Cersei," Leaf pressed.
"He's welcome to try. I hit him with an impotence curse targeted at only Cersei. He'll lose his erection anytime he tries getting near Cersei," Harry explained.
"I love you so much. You can be so devious at times," Leaf mused. "I love you too," Harry said.
The two were comfortably silent for a time as they watched Cersei and Jaime get acclimated to their new lot in life.
"I'm pregnant," Leaf said. "That's wonderful news," Harry said happily. "It is," Leaf agreed.
Leaf had despaired at ever having a child. But she and Harry had been trying to no avail. Now it had finally worked. She felt Harry's spell wash over her. The look of surprise on his face told her that he had found something interesting.
"You are pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl," Harry explained.
Leaf was stunned. Twins were unheard of for her people. And sons were incredibly rare.
"This is amazing," Leaf said happily. "I can't wait to see what our children will be like."
Leaf leapt into his arms and kissed him thoroughly. The couple didn't talk much after that. Their mouths were needed for other things.
"What of Baelish?" Sansa asked her husband as they lay in bed cuddling after a bout of love- making.
"What of him?" Harry asked.
"He is the only one featured in the latest dream-visions who hasn't been dealt with," Sansa pointed out.
"The Baelish of our world has been somewhat minimized compared to the Baelish of that world. I honestly don't care about him. But I realize he wronged you and your parents the most. Because of this I will leave his fate up to you, your mother, and your father. He can be imprisoned in a heart tree like the Boltons and Freys. Or he can be killed. Or whatever you want to do with him," Harry offered.
"Thank you. I will talk it over with mother and father," Sansa said thoughtfully.
Eastwatch by the Sea
Harry Potter stood upon the Wall staring down at his enemy. The army of the dead sat at the edge of the forest staring up at the Wall expectantly. The White Walker commanders sat their undead steeds at the head of the army.
"Where is the Nigth King?" Tormund asked. "I don't know," Harry said. "Something doesn't feel right." "An army of the dead stands before us," Daeny said. "I don't think that could feel right." "No. That isn't what he means. The Great Other stirs," Melisandre said.
Suddenly out of the snowstorm a creature of ice and shadow formed. It was a massive dragon even bigger than Everflame. The dragon had eyes that glowed ice blue. Its form was very malleable ice. Where the ice couldn't possibly stretch shadow bridged the gap.
"Oh come on. A fucking ice dragon," Ygritte swore.
Upon the ice dragon's back was the Night King. The ice dragon hovered there before slowly lumbering its way towards the Wall.
"The plan never survives contact with the enemy," Harry called. "My King," Melisandre called between the screech of the ice dragon. "Be careful. That ice
dragon is the Great Other."
Harry looked at Melisandre in surprise before nodding. The ice dragon opened its maw. A terrible power seemed to grow at its maw. Blue light the same unnatural shade as the eyes of the wights formed mixing with shadow as the ice dragon drew in a breathe. Harry saw it and prepared his strongest magical shield. He reached out with his right hand and cast that shield just as the ice dragon let out its "flame". The "flame" was not actually fire. It was pure cold meant to freeze down to the very atoms of something. It would make anything it hit brittle and able to be shattered. Harry's shield almost wasn't enough. He felt even his magical shield which was made of energy being frozen. Harry grunted at the effort it was taking him just to hold against that terrible bleam of blue energy. The ice dragon's attack lasted maybe ten seconds before cutting off. The ice dragon's attack was followed up by an ice spear packed with power from the Night King. Harry's shield shattered from the ice spear.
The dragon drew in another breathe to attack. "Are you alright?" Ygritte asked as she grabbed her lover to steady him. Tyene was on his other side and also grabbed on to steady him. "That took a lot out of me," Harry said.
Harry cast another shield just in time to the same effect. The effort to hold the shield for the fifteen second attack had Harry almost dropping. He would have fallen if not for Ygritte and Tyene. Meanwhile Daeny and Aemon had not been idle. Both had portkeyed onto their dragons. The same collars which had been enchanted to allow the dragons to seemingly-flame teleport to their riders also allowed their Riders to mount them even when in the air.
Viserion and Drogon dropping from the sky with their riders all wearing Valyrion steel put a stop to the flame attacks from the ice dragon.
"Step back," Harry ordered even as the sounds of dragons battling in the air was heard.
Tyene and Ygritte released Harry. He wobbled on his feet for a moment. But then his form seemed to "shift" to their eyes. Suddenly he didn't look tired. He looked energized and every inch the warrior king.
"What just happened?" Tyene asked.
"Being tired only takes a moment in this time stream," Harry answered in a way none of them would understand.
Harry had just traveled back in time to get plenty of rest and arrived back moments after he had left.
"Harry we need you. The dragon can damage Valyrian steel armor," Daeny's mental cry came even as Viserion let out a cry of pain.
One of the ice dragon's claws had penetrated Viserion's armor over the dragon's thighs. The penetration wasn't deep. But it would still hurt with the power that the Great Other wielded. Harry immediately teleported to the back of Everflame and joined the attack. Meanwhile the army of the dead had not been idle. The wights began forming piles of bodies to try to reach the top of the wall. At the same time, White Walkers on very large ice spiders about the size of Aragrog the acromantula began swarmining up the wall. Thee were only a dozen to begin with. But they were quickly climbing up the wall.
As Harry, Daeny, and Aemon used their dragons to attack the Night King in a deadly aerial battle on his godly steed, the armies of the living battled it out with the army of the dead below.
"Knock arrows," Ned Stark called moments after he and his men felt the concealing magic drop from them.
The Northern forces had been concealed on top of the wall spread out all along the region near Eastwatch. They had been portkeyed in the moment intelligence had pinpointed the likely region of attack on the wall. Many more troops waited to be transported in via portkey.
"Loose," Ned called.
Hundreds of dragon glass-tipped arrows rained down upon the army of the dead. Ned despaired as he saw the size of the army even through the tops of the trees. The army of the dead seemed endless.
Daeny struggled to catch her breath from the latest drive at the Night King. She struggled to even see what was happening. Her husband and the Night King were locked in a titanic struggle mid-air. Whatever power held the Great Other aloft it wasn't tied to the beating of the ice dragon's wings. Everflame and the Great Other bit and clawed at each other. There were tears in the Valyrian steel armor covering Everflame that seemed to form just as quickly as Jon repaired it. Valyrian steel sword met magical ice spear with a crackling of energy discharging as the fire magic in the blade clashed with the icy magic of the Great Other. Daeny's ability to sense magic was telling her that the amounts of power being clashed against one another were enough to obliterate a person. The feeling of that ice dragon made Daeny's skin crawl. She truly feared for her husband's life.
"I know boy," Daeny said as she heard Drogon's exhausted wine. "We have to help them." Daeny prepared to make another dive as Aemon lined up to do the same.
Harry thought perhaps he and Rhaezael had underestimated the Night King's strength. It wasn't that the Night King alone was stronger than they had estimated. It was that the Night King was being bolstered by the Great Other. Already Harry had driven his sword into that icy being known as the Great Other several times. But it didn't seem to overly harm the creature other than to cause it pain. The Night King had tried driving its icy spear into Everflame. But each time he tried Harry was there to counter it. So far Harry had been able to use his magic- enhanced strength and speed to counter. There wasn't a lot Harry could do for Everflame's attacks from the Great Other. Harry had already teleported himself away three times and refreshed himself using temporal magic. One of those times Everflame had disengaged during a duel dive from Daeny & Aemon. Viserion and Drogon weren't doing a lot to hurt the Great Other with their diving attacks. But it was enough to distract the godly being.
Meanwhile while the titanic battle waged above the defenders on the wall were not doing too well. They had managed to strike down the first wave of White Walkers on ice spiders. But a second wave numbering two dozen followed. The Walkers had learned from the first wave. Sacrificial wights were carried by the wights up the wall. The wights absorbe the rain of arrows. This meant the defenders were dealing with two dozen walkers on the wall armed with ice spears and their ice spiders. More were coming. Ned's men were pressed back into a condensed formation on either side of the section of the wall the walkers had managed to take. Jon had armed them with Valyrian steel tipped spears they were using to keep the walkers at bay. To Ned's amazement Jon had even provided Valyrian steel coated shields. Those shields were being put to good effort as a staying action.
While the defenders on top of the wall were being kept busy hordes of wights were nearing the top with their towers of dead flesh piling on top of one another. Several of the walkers seemed to be holding their spears which were glowing with blue energy focused on something invisible on top of the wall.
"They're trying to bring down the wards," Leaf warned from where she stood nearby Ned and his commanders.
"We can't have that," Ygritte said as she took aim with her bow and loosed an arrow that struck one of the walkers working on the wards right in the forehead.
The dragon glass tipped arrow did its job and shattered the walker. Some of the other walkers turned their attention on Ygritte even as more came over the lip of the wall on ice spiders. The regular walkers couldn't hurl spears as far as their king. But they were pretty close to Ygritte. She was forced to turn her back and let the spear shatter against her body armor. The Valyrian steel armor worn by all of Harry's closest family and friends proved true at that moment. Indeed, Robb Stark, Tormund, Jorah Mormont, and several others wearing the armor were fighting at the front of the lines near the men wielding the steel lined shields. Already several of
the others and ice spiders had fallen. But it wasn't going to be enough as the columns of weights were almost to the top of the wall.
"The wards are nearing collapse," Leaf warned. "I'm deploying my people."
Leaf sent out a magical signal. Suddenly a massive figure was portkeyed into the battle. The Titan of Braavos enchanted to be an animated warrior appeared on the North side of the wall near the edge of the sea. Draped across the Titans' back was Rhaegal, the absent dragon. Rhaegal was sitting in a harness transfigured for him wearing his Valyrian steel armor. Strapped to the dragon were fifty of the children of the forest. The Titan had taken a lot out of Harry to animate. But with his ability to temporally refresh himself of his magic and physical energy it was not something he minded doing. His efforts paid off as the Titan smashed into the first of the five columns of wights the army of the dead had formed causing it to collapse. No less than three ice spears were hurled at the Titan from the top of the wall. But the spears simply shattered. The Titan was not made of any exotic metal to shatter these ice spears. The draconic fire magic of Rhaegal was being used to enhance the Titans' durability against ice-based attacks. Likewise the fifty children on Rhaegal's back were tapping into the dragon's fire magic to counter the efforts of the walkers attacking the Wall's wards.
"It's working," Leaf reported. "The wards are already at half strength again and are regenerating fast."
Already five of the walkers attacking the wards were shattered by the growing strength of the wards.
"Well that's satisfying," Tyene called out after watching the Titan of Braavos smashed down a second column of wights.
The mass of wights crashing down to the ground actually caused a small tremor even on top of the wall. The Titan seemed to glow orange with the fiery power of Rhaegal infusing it.
Harry had been battling the Night King for some time. Upon his latest refresh he could tell the Night King was tiring. Harry felt it when his Valyrian steel sword was replaced by the familiar feel of a transporter. It was the transporter from the Harion. He didn't question why his sword was replaced. But he sensed both Valyrian steel and naquadah in the blade. Suddenly the blade began to bite into the ice spear used by the Night King. The Night King must have realized this. But there was nothing he could do as he was pushed back by a renewed opponent. Finally with one last swing of his blade against the Night King's spear, the spear split in two. Harry immediately capitalized on this by driving his sword through the Night King's chest. The dragonglass dagger which had originally been placed in the Night King's chest by the children of the forest shattered along with the magic that bound it there. The Night King shattered. A wave of magical energy was felt washing out from the Night King by those who were sensitive to such things. All of the white walkers shattered along with their ice spears.
The army of wights just collapsed like puppets with their strings cut. The Great Other did not disappear. It still battled on against the three dragons attacking it. Harry reangled the blade with
a twirl from where it had just been in the Night King's heart and with a leap from Everflame's back drove the naquadah infused sword down into the Great Other's body. Harry sent every ounce of magic he had down into that blade while focusing on fire magic.
To those who had been battling below it was like a new star had been born in the sky. The Great Other died in those moments from Harry's magic combined with the sword he wielded.
"Lightbringer," Melisandre whispered before she too was forced to look away.
Only Daenerys Targaryen who wielded potent Valyrian magic could look through the flames and see what happened. She was in the middle of another dive when it happened. She saw Jon blown back by the destruction of the Great Other off his dragon. It did not appear Harry was even conscious anymore. The battle had been taking place at a height greater than the Wall itself. She was not sure even her husband with his potent magic would survive such a fall. Daeny used her crown to will Drogon to change his dive to go after Jon as he plumpted from great height. Drogon beat his wings and spead up. They were halfway down the height of the wall when Drogon managed to slip beneath the plummeting warrior king. Daeny reached out and grabbed her husband pulling him close to her. She clutched him safely to her as she mentally ordered Drogon to pull up. Daeny felt the immense force they were subjected to. She breathed relieved as Drogon's flight leveled off. It was then that Daeny could hear the cheering of the assembled fighters. She smiled.
She was dirty, sweaty, exhausted, their dragons injured. But they lived. They had done it. She could feel her husband breathing against her. He looked like hell. But he had done it. He had slain the Nigth King and killed a god. She had never loved him more than that moment. She intended to take him someplace he could recover.
When Harry next awoke he felt very warm. He also felt the unmistakable feeling of a woman naked against him. It was a very good feeling to wake up to. He opened his eyes to find Daeny smiling happily up at him.
"Good afternoon love," Daeny said before she kissed him.
When the kiss ended he said, "This is how a man should always wake up. I take it you saved me from falling?"
"The only man that gets to wake up this way is you," Daeny said. "And yes I did. You've saved me so many times. It's about time I returned the favor."
"Thank you. Then all the other bastards should be jealous," Harry said. "How long was I out?"
"Two days," Daeny explained. "Rhaezael was able to take care of your body using his technology. But I'm afraid you were just physically exhausted. Your magic needed to recharge as well."
"Did he happen to say anything about a certain sword he sent me mid-battle?" Harry asked.
"He did. He said that he formulated that sword's composition after updating his scans with scans of the Great Other," Daeny explained.
"That makes sense," Harry said. "It's finally done then."
"It is," Daeny said happily. "There is much celebrating going on. We can talk about all that later. It's time for our celebrations to begin," She said as she straddled him and fitted a certain part of his anatomy where it belonged. "I have you for the next hour and then your other ladies would like to thank you. Rhaezael said you would be too tired to use your golems for a few days. So we're going to do it the old fashioned way, one by one. Or in the case of Ros and a few of the others in groups."
"Woman, you're going to exhaust me right back to sleep again," Harry pointed out. "Are you complaining?" Daeny asked. "Hello no," Harry said as his hands went to her rear. "That's what I thought," Daeny said as she leaned down and kissed him.
Dragonstone
Harry, his ladies, and select friends continued to experience dream visions. In the latest dream visions they saw the Northerns along with Daenerys' army preparing to fight the army of the dead. The army of the dead was marching on Winterfell.
"I did not need to see Arya have sex with Gendry," Harry said with a groan after waking up the next morning.
"They're having sex in this world too," Leaf pointed out over her breakfast.
"That I did not need to know," Harry said.
"She's my sister and it doesn't bother me that much," Sansa pointed out.
"She was raised like my sister too," Harry said. "Big brothers weren't meant to like hearing about their sisters having sex, even if they are sort of adopted sisters."
"Then I guess it's a good thing we weren't very close growing up. Otherwise the fact you have been fucking me would be very awkward," Sansa pointed out teasingly.
"I wonder which is more squicky, screwing your cousin or your aunt," Daeny mused, trying out a word Harry had introduced to his ladies. "On another note I'm very disturbed by the other me's reaction to finding out that her Jon was a Targaryen. She seemed overly concerned about his claim to the Iron Throne."
"Yes. The simple solution is that they get married," Margaery pointed out. "Their advisors did bring it up."
"Maybe that will happen," Sansa suggested hopefully.
Margaery and Daeny exchanged a look before Margaery said, "Something tells me that isn't going to happen."
"But time will tell," Daeny said. "We had best get ready for the coronation."
Kings Landing
Four dragons converged on the Red Keep of Kings Landing. An army of unsullied, Stormlanders, and Reachmen stood outside gates. The Lannister forces holding the city had been ordered to open those gates and not resist. The army surrounding the city was aware of this.
Harry lept down from Everflame and began helping his ladies down. Daeny also helped those who had been flying with her down from Drogon. It was felt it was important to show up in a united front.
"Your Grace," Tommen said. "The city is yours," He said as he held out his sword and bent the knee.
"Rise Tommen Lannister. Because you have surrendered my rightful throne without bloodshed I legitimize you," Harry said as he gestured for Tommen to stand.
Tommen rose. His intended Arianne Martell came over and took his hand. Harry began leading a procession towards the throne room. When he got there he found it filled with courtiers who wanted to view this momentous occasion. Harry strode down the center of the throne room with Daeny at his side. They stopped before the Iron Throne. Leaf gestured with her hands for effect. But it was really Harry doing the magic. Several smaller steel chairs whose backs were decorated in the same shape as the swords of the larger Iron Throne appeared on the dais near the Iron Throne but at a lower level. Several chairs made out of beautiful crystal appeared on the same level of these chairs.
Leaf, Ygritte, Margaery, Sansa, and Myrcella took their seats in the smaller thrones signifying their status as queens. Ros, Missandei, Melisandre, Tyene, and Cersei sat in the crystal chairs signifying their status as royal consorts. In the years to come Tyene's chair may change to a small throne. Harry hadn't decided yet if he wanted to legitimize her and make her a queen or
not. He was still thinking on the matter. Harry led Daeny by the hand up to the Iron Throne. The Throne became a little wider. The jagget points that would poke a ruler smoothed out. Daeny and Harry sat side by side.
Harry had no intention of being coronated by the high septon as had been tradition for a great many years. He and his ladies were rulers of their own accord.
"I am Jon Targaryen," Harry said into the quiet of the hall. "I am the rightful King of the Seven Kingdoms. Tommen Lannister has relinquished any claim on this throne. These are my queens," Harry said before naming them one by one. "The rest are my royal consorts. A new era is dawning for the Kingdoms under our rule. Our kingdoms are expanded by the merger with the Bay of Dragons which my Queen Daenerys has conquered for us."
Harry paused here. Applause sounded from those in attendance. It was time for Daeny to speak. Her voice carried throughout the hall via Harry's magic.
"My husband and I have been trained by the children of the forest led by Queen Leaf," Daeny said while gesturing at Leaf. "We have been trained in Valyrian fire magic," Daeny added as she held out her right hand which caused a flame a foot tall to form in the palm of her hand. The crowd gasped. "It was through this and with the aid of the magic of the children of the forest that my husband slew the Night King. The children will now use their magic to show a replay of that fight."
An illusion of the battle of the wall appeared for those in attendance to see. It had been decided that too many people had seen Harry slay the Night King with fire magic. It was easiest just to play up the Valyrian heritage fire magic aspect than to hide completely that Harry possessed magic. Any extra magic could be attributed to the children. By this point the important lords and ladies that had come with the army made their way in. This included people such as Ned and Robb Stark, Renly Baratheon, and many others. All the lords of the North had come as well thanks to the aid of the children in transport.
"Come forth Gendry," Daeny called. Gendry walked forward to the front of the hall. The blacksmith had been told of this beforehand.
"We name you Gendry Baratheon, Heir of Storms End. You will rule there when it comes time for you to take up your Lordship alongside your betrothed Shireen Baratheon and Arya Stark," Harry said.
Murmurs went up among the courtiers at this announcement. "They'd better get used to multiple marriages," Harry sent out mentally to his ladies. "Thank you your Graces," Gendry said.
"Tyrion Lannister, approach," Daeny called. Tyrion came forth. "We appoint you Warden of the West and Lord of Casterly Rock. In addition, once Shae weds you she will be considered Lady Shae Lannister. Any children you have together will be considered of noble birth."
Tyrion was stunned at this turn. He had known about becoming Lord of Casterly Rock. He had not know about Shae.
"Thank you your Graces," Tyrion said.
It was Sansa's turn to speak. She spoke to the court of Lord Jorah Mormont's status with his new Lordship and of his marriage to Lady Pantera. Sansa got to speak because of her Northern heritage. It was either Sansa or Daeny speak. And it had been decided to let the people know the other ladies weren't merely there to sit and look pretty. They had real power. Ultimately what Harry and Daeny said went. But the other ladies would be involved in any discussions about decisions made.
Cersei Lannister sat and watched proceedings. She had been experiencing dream visions about some of the twisted decisions her other self had made. She wasn't so far gone that she was wasn't able to realize that was a person she didn't want to become. She would be lying if she said going from THE queen of the seven kingdoms to a mere consort didn't rub her the wrong way a little bit. But knowing her daughter was one of the queens helped. Cersei was getting to know her daughter and son. Myrcella was a beautiful young woman who was actually fairly close in age to Cersei. Jaime was leaving the capitol with Tyrion. Given that he had killed the dragon queen's father no matter how justified it was understandable that Jaime should leave. Jaime was going to make his home at Casterly Rock with Tyrion. But from what Cersei was told he would spend a lot of time going out on adventures around the world. While Cersei was upset about losing her brother she realized that she shouldn't be sleeping around on her new king. The fact that he was actually a good lover helped a lot.
Harry and his ladies spent some more time handing out rewards and edicts before retiring for the day to their new royal chambers in the Red Keep. Harry would set up magical portals which allowed easy transport between their Red Keep quarters and those on dragonstone when they wanted more privacy.
Over the coming days and months Harry along with his ladies would settle well into their rule. Between all of his different ladies Harry found the burden of leadership wasn't such a burden. Margaery and Sansa helped greatly with the political intrigue. Tyene, Melisandre, and Leaf's spy network expanded to keep tabs on the entire domain under their rule and then some. This was greatly aided by monitoring spells. Such spells were also placed in the House of Black and White along with other Faceless Man strongholds. Harry wasn't taking any chances that someone might pay to have him killed.
A lot of the unresolved issues dealt with themselves. For example Euron Greyjoy heard news of the way winds were changing in the world and sailed off never to be heard from again.
A Months After Taking the Throne
"This is nice," Daeny said as she held Harry's hand and walked with him through one of the large forests in the Reachlands. "Getting out for some fresh air and to explore our kingdom."
"I agree," Harry said. "But I love the company even more."
Daeny smiled over at her husband. She saw desire in his eyes even with her pregnant with their second child. That was one of the things she loved about her husband. He loved her no matter what. She knew the other ladies felt the same. Many of them had just given birth to their first child while others were still pregnant.
"I love the company too," Daeny said before stopping and pulling him into a kiss. After a moment she drew back and glanced around them.
She felt his hands cup her arse. "What's on your mind?" Harry asked.
"You taking me right now out in the open up against a tree," Daeny said. "I find the idea very arousing."
"I like the way you think," Harry thought. It was good to be Harry. After things settled down in Westeros, Harry decided it was time he head back to Alaesia. Alagaesia, The Beor Mountains
When Harry appeared back in his Eragon form it had been years since he had last been here. Much had changed for him. But no time at all had passed for his companions. He was still riding on Saphira's back as she made her way back into Farthen Dur, Arya still pressed around him.
When they returned to the dragon hold they found Orik waiting for them looking as grim as they had ever seen him.
"What has happened?" Arya asked. "Ajihad was slain," Orik answered. "He was ambushed by a group of Urgals."
"What exactly happened?" Harry asked.
"We aren't completely sure. From what we can figure out Ajihad was to meet with the Twins. Ajihad was ambushed and the Twins are nowhere to be found. All the guards who were with Ajihad were slain," Orik explained.
"Is it suspected that the Twins helped lead the ambush?" Arya asked.
"That is one strong suspicion," Orik confirmed with a nod. "Patrols are out hunting for them and the Urgals responsible. Regardless, Ajihad is dead."
Harry briefly debated going back in time to save Ajihad's life. Ultimately, he decided againt it. It would raise too many questions. He could always do it later if he wanted to. He also briefly considered revealing that Brom was alive so that Brom could take over the leadership. That was only a fleeting thought. Because it would be likely Brom wouldn't want the leadership role.
"What will happen now?" Harry asked.
"The Varden will choose a new leader," Orik said. "The council of elders will be getting called to meet now."
"Do not be surprised if you are called before them. They might even offer you the leadership role," Arya advised with a tone that conveyed just how little she thought of that idea.
"Do not sound so worried Arya. I have no desire to accept the leadership role of the Varden. The Varden should remain allies of the only Rider. But I do not think it wise for me to become their leader. Leaving aside the fact I'm so young it seemed Brom wanted me to be independent. I respect his desires," Harry said.
"You prove yet again that while you may be young you possess great wisdom," Arya said. She turned to Orik and asked, "Who are the major contendors currently to take up the mantle?"
"Jormundur is a strong possibility. But there are other opponents of Ajihad that could gain support," Orik said before going on to list some of the politicial figures among the Varden.
"Thank you for explaining that Orik," Harry said. "I found it very useful."
"You are welcome shadeslayer. I will leave you for now. Might I suggest you make yourself a little more presentable. You are about to make history if the elders call for you," Orik said before bowing and leaving.
"He's right. You look like you just woke and went flying. Which is exactly what you did," Arya said with a small smile. "I could stand to get cleaned up myself. My quarters are a few floors down. I will go get cleaned up. There isn't time for a bath. But magic will suffice for now to get clean. I will return in a half hour's time?"
Arya said it in a questioning tone. Harry nodded and watched her leave. He couldn't get the feel of the top of her slender butt out of his head from when he woke up.
"Now I see why you asked me to visit you in this universe," Leaf sent mentally towards her husband with amusement. "That one turns you on too much."
"I do enjoy your company as well," Harry replied. "Uh huh," Leaf said.
Leaf was the only one of his wives from Planetos who knew fully about the other worlds he could travel to and from. She knew all the details. He wasn't ready to give up his mysteries to the others. Leaf wasn't telling. Because of this he had asked her to travel back and forth between Planetos and Alagaesia. This was easily possible thanks to the quantum gate technology onboard the Harion.
"I love you," Harry said. "I love you too," Leaf answered. "If she gets you too aroused I'll be waiting to reap the
benefits."
Leaf sent him a mental image of him bending her over something and taking her from behind. Harry had to be remindful of Saphira's presence as well. Saphira couldn't see the insivible Leaf thankfully. Harry had no intention of giving her away.
Suddenly Harry's back acted up. A surge of pain shot out from the scar in his back debilitating. It was almost like a localized cruciatus.
"Harry," Leaf sent with concern. "Little One," Saphira sent.
Harry forced his occlumency to shunt the pain aside to some level. He was still feeling it. But it wasn't quite as bad.
"I'm alright," Harry said with a groan in the tone of his voice. "You don't sound alright," Saphira pointed out. "The curse from Durza is still active in the scar," Harry said, no stranger to curse scars. "Salazar," Harry sent as he laid his hand upon Salazar's journal in his pocket. "Yes Harry," Salazar said.
"Can you have Rhazael use one of the upgraded snitch-probes to scan the curse in my car and see if you two can't come up with a way to defeat it safely?" Harry asked.
"Of course," Salazar agreed. Harry got ready. Arya returned soon after looking cleaned up.
"Did something happen?" Arya asked. "Are you well," She said while laying her hand on Eragon's arm in concern.
"I am alright. I suffered another attack of pain from the magic in the scar on my back," Harry said.
"Our journey to my people is all the more imperative. But first let us go see the council of elders," Arya said.
Harry followed Arya down into Tronjheim. The people were obviously in mourning for the many losses based upon their dress. He got called Shadeslayer just as often as Argetlam.
"I will likely have no say in the matter of Ajihad's successor. My queen's withdrawal saw to that," Arya said.
"I understand," Harry said as she led the way through a stone door into a circular chamber.
The round marble table in the center of the room was inlaid with the crest of Durgrimst Ingeitum. Harry recognized Jormundur. But he did not recognize the two men and two women seated with Jormundur.
"Hello," Harry said smoothly as he sat in one of the chairs arrayed near the circular table. Arya sat beside him. Saphira stood nearby.
"Welcome Eragon, Saphira, and Arya," Jormundur said, choosing not to comment on Arya's presence. "I would like to introduce Umerth, Falberd, Sabrae, and Elessari," He said while gesturing at the two men and then the two women.
"Saphira and I find it agreeable to meet you," Harry said. "We just wish it was under better circumstances."
"As do we all," Sabrae replied.
"We gather today to discuss the leadership for the Varden. Hrothgar has conveyed his condolences. But no doubt he is forming plans. We must consider the magic users Du Vangr Gata. Most are loyal to the Varden but difficult to predict," Jormundur said.
"You're thinking they may try to oppose our authority in this matter now that Ajihad is no longer here," Falberd suggested.
"It's possible," Umerth said while nodding.
"I do not think they would do so if Eragon backs our decision. His position provides legitimacy to the chosen successor," Elessari pointed out.
"The five of us elders have chosen who we wish to support. But we want your word Rider and Arya that regardless of if you agree or disagree with us you will not reveal this discussion to anyone," Falberd said.
"You have my word," Harry said. "And mine," Arya added. "But not mine," Saphira sent mentally to Harry and Arya. "We wish Nasuada to lead," Jormundur said without preamble. "I see," Harry mused. "Her youth does not cause you concern?"
"Ajihad joined the Varden seven years after I did," Elessari said. "I've watched Nasuada grow from a darling girl into the woman she is. She may occasionally be a trifle light-headed. But she is a strong figure the people will love. We all have our flaws. This council will be here to make up for those flaws and lack of experience."
"Ajihad's funeral will be in two days," Umerth said. "It is directly afterward that we plan to appoint Nasuada as our new leader. If you are present at the appointment, then not even Hrothgar can oppose the appointment. We would like you to also swear fealty to the Varden to bolster the confidence of the people that the Varden will not splinter."
"I may choose not to oppose your appointment of Nasquada. I haven't decided yet. But you go too far in asking the only Rider outside of Galbatorix to swear fealty," Harry replied.
"We only ask to bolster the confidence of the people in the Varden and our new leader," Umerth said. "These are perilous times."
"I will work with the Varden. But that is all," Harry said.
"A decision must be reached about the new leader. Surely you can at least agree upon that," Elessari said.
"I can agree upon that. But seeing as how I am merely an ally and you are the elected representatives of the people that make up the Varden I do believe the decision should be yours. So if you say Nasuadah should be your leader then that should be it," Harry said.
The council looked relieved Harry wasn't going to oppose them. A runner was dispatched to ask Nasuada to come to the meeting.
"I don't think she has the life experience for it," Arya said. "It's ridiculous. But it is as you say. It is their decision."
Nasuadah entered the chamber not long after looking in need of comfort.
"Nasquada, although it is your time of mourning the council needs your help. We on the council cannot lead the Varden. It falls to us to choose the next leader. We choose you if you'll consent to lead us," Jormundur said.
"I never imagined I would be asked such a thing, let alone at my age," Nasquada said. "If you think it best I will do so."
"Will the elves approve?" Falberd asked.
"I cannot speak for my queen in all matters," Arya said. "But I do not object to Nasquada's appointment."
"Thank you," Nasuada said. "Is there anything else which must be discussed?" "Not at this time," Jormundur said. "We will make all the arrangements until after the funeral."
"Thank you. Would you leave so that I might consider the best way to help the Varden," Nasuada said, playing on their sympathies.
"Of course," Falberd said.
The council rose.
"Eragon, please stay a moment," Nasquada requested.
"Do you want me to stay?" Arya asked mind to mind.
"I should be fine," Harry said. After the others had left Harry said, "You have my condolences for the loss of your father. I only knew him a short time. But he seemed like a good man."
"Thank you," Nasuada said.
Harry had a hunch and cast privacy spells. He cast verbally in the ancient language for Saphira's benefit.
"I have made this room so that we cannot be spied upon," Harry said.
"Thank you," Nasuada added. "Did the council try to intimidate you into swearing fealty?" Nasquada asked.
"That may be their intent. But it isn't something they will succeed at," Harry said. "I will remain independent."
"As it should be," Nasuada said. "They intend for me to be their puppet. But my father and I prepared for such a circumstance. My father told me you intended to go train with the elves. Is that still your intended path?"
"It is," Harry confirmed. "Good," Nasuada said. "I'm curious. Why do you think it good?" Harry asked.
"For many reasons. You'll only get stronger. You proved yourself powerful already. Training with the elves will make you even more so. We'll need that if we have any hope of defeating Galbatorix. I also think you would be better learning how to deal with politics with the elves than here," Nasuada said.
"I do alright at politics," Harry said.
"I would agree to that. The council probably didn't expect you to be able to deal with them," Nasuada said. "I've been training for it my whole life." Nasuada tilted her head and asked, "Can I ask you a personal question?"
"You may," Harry said.
"I was under the impression you got on very well with Trianna. But I've seen you with Arya now and several other times. You seem to get on equally as well with her if not more so," Nasuada said.
"What was the question in there?" Harry asked. "Well which of them are you pursuing?" Nasuada asked.
"Nasuada, I like you," Harry said. "But you know as well as I do that anyone I chose to pursue a relationship with would have the Empire's focus to be used as leverage against me. If I was intending to pursue anyone I would keep it to myself," Harry said.
"I understand," Nasuada said. "I am glad you are taking the harm against others into account your mere attention could bring."
"If there is nothing else I have things I need to be doing," Harry said as he rose. "I have nothing I wish to speak about at this time," Nasuada said. When Harry left the chamber he found Arya waiting for him. "How did it go?" Arya asked as she walked.
"It went well," Harry said. "What did she want?" Arya pressed.
"Mostly just to talk about my future plans including who I was romantically interested in," Harry replied.
Arya raised her eyebrows and asked, "What did you tell her?"
"I pointed out the danger to anyone I had such intentions towards. I also pointed out that should I have such feelings for someone I would keep them between myself and that person to avoid unwanted attention," Harry said.
"A wise precaution," Arya said. "You did well in there avoiding the council's manipulations. What they tried was very juvenile. But they likely thought they were dealing with a mere boy. You have proven you are anything but."
The two walked in silence for a time with Saphira following behind them.
"I am going to spend some time with Arya. I will meet you back at our cave later," Harry sent to Saphira.
"Alright," Saphira replied. "What will you do for the rest of the day?" Arya asked. "I was thinking of reading in the library," Harry said. "Do you care to join me?" "I would actually like that," Arysa said with a small smile.
The two went to the library and began to read. They sat nearby one another in companionable silence. Occasionally they would break the silence for a little conversation. Harry managed to learn more about Arya.
He remembered learning about her father.
"My father was killed in the Fall of the Riders. I was very young and hardly remember him," Arya explained.
"I am sorry to hear that. And your mother?" Harry asked.
"Somewhat distant," Arya said. "And she had a lot of expectations for me. I think my taking up position as egg-bearer was a disappointment to her even though it was considered an honor among my people," She explained.
"Did you live in Ellesmera itself then or some other surrounding place?" Harry asked.
"Ellesmera," Arya answerd while staring off into the distance with a fond look.
"You miss it," Harry said.
"I do," Arya replied. "But I felt I needed to help make sure we had hope. You mean hope Eragon."
"Without you I wouldn't have Saphira. I thank you," Harry said. "Soon we'll be heading back to Ellesmera."
"What about you? Tell me of Carvahall where you grew up," Arya invited. Harry did. Talking about the place Eragon had grown up made him think of his cousin Roran.