AN: I don't own Harry Potter or Game of thrones

No Beta.

AN 2: This is my first story that I have ever written so I hope you enjoy reading it.

AN 3: English is not my first language, so there may be some grammar errors.

AN 4: This chapter is mostly for information so that I can begin writing the GoT Universe part.

Chapter 1: The beginning

Harry Potter was a highly unusual boy in many ways. For one thing, he always liked to read books and to learn the history of many famous historical figures to see why they did what they did.

Today was his 11th birthday, but he did not care much for it, his birthdays always went ignored. He was midway through a book about the biography about the life of King Arthur. He was currently reading the paragraph:

The first narrative account of Arthur's life is found

In Geoffrey of Monmouth's Latin work Historia Regum

Britanniae (History of the kings of Britain), completed

c. 1138. This work is an imaginative and fanciful account

Of British kings from the legendary Trojan exile Brutus,

to the 7th-century Welsh King Cadwallader. Geoffrey places

Arthur in the same post-Roman, as do Historia Brittonum

And Annales Cambriae. He incorporates Arthur's father,

Uther Pendragon, his magical adviser Merlin…

(Extract from Wikipedia)

He frowns, a few years ago he found that every time he says the name Merlin, he feels a pulse in the center of his chest. He noticed while growing up unexplained incidents happened around him. So around a couple years ago he started to study what happened and analyze why it happened.

Just as he was about to continue reading, he heard tapping against his small bedroom window. When he turned to see what it was he saw an owl tapping the window with one of its talons. He went and opened the window and the bird flew into his room and landed on his bed post. When he looked the owl over, it was a regal looking dark brown owl, he noticed it holding its leg out, tied to it was a rolled up letter.

Walking over to the owl and untying the letter and folding it open:

Harry Potter

Smallest Bedroom

4 Privat Drive

Little Whinging, Surrey

Tearing open the letter, he starts to read:

Hogwarts School

Of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First class; Grand Sorcerer; Chief Warlock

And Supreme Mugwamp of the International Confederation of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been

Accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and

Wizardry. Please find a list of all necessary books and equipment.

If you wish we will send a representative to visit

To answer any questions you may have.

Term begins on September 1. We await your

Owl by no later than July 31st.

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress.

His eyes widened in shock, so that's why Merlin's name made that pulse happen. After coming down from his shock, he reads the letter again to make sure he didn't miss anything. After writing a reply and tying it onto the impatient looking owl. He went to ask his aunt to take him to Diagon Alley. He and his aunt's family had a very distant relationship. They believed as long as they believed he did not exist, and then nothing freakish will happen.

"Aunt Petunia, I received my school letter from a place called Hogwarts, I need to go to Diagon Alley, and do you know where it is?" Harry asked looking nervously at his aunt, he known's she doesn't like to see or speak to him.

Aunt Petunia, who was a bony and horse-faced looking woman, whipped around and peered intently at Harry with narrowed eyes. She then sighed "very well, I will take you tomorrow, I need to buy extra birthday presents for Duddykins anyway." She then turned back to stare at the neighbours. She was the nosiest woman that he knew and loves to trade gossip at her weekend get togethers, with her friends that like her, are very nosy.

He ran up the stairs to get his stuff ready for tomorrow along with the money he received for doing odd jobs around the neighborhood. He got his best looking clothes ready to wear for the following day.

The following morning bright and early, they were already on their way to London. The moment he climbed out of the car when they arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, his aunt sped away with the car.

He stood looking towards the front of the small and shabby-looking pub, The Leaky Cauldron. Walking into the pub, looking around the room he'd just entered. The room was dark as the only light was provided by the candles. It was a dingy looking pub not unlike any of the ones he had seen in the non-magical world on the telly, when his relatives were not there and he took a break from reading. The only difference being that everyone dressed in robes, like those he read the magical's wear in Merlin's time. After he was done looking around, he went to the back where a man was behind the bar. He heard that his name was Tom. By process of elimination, he was the one that probably knew how to get into Diagon Alley.

"Morning Tom, I was wondering if you could tell me where Gringotts bank is, and where the entrance is to Diagon Alley?" asked Harry nervously. He found some of his mother's books in the basement, in a box, so he knows some of the necessary information of the wizarding world, but not much.

"Morning lad, please follow me." Tom said with a toothless smile. Following after Tom, they came upon a small courtyard.

"You see lad" Tom said looking at Harry making sure he was paying attention. Took out an old, worn looking wand, and tapped the brick wall in a sequence. There was a rumbling sound and then the wall started to roll up and form an arch way.

After a long day of shopping and meetings with the goblins, he arrived at his room at the Leaky Cauldron. While he was at the goblins converting his money, they informed him of his trust vault. He asked them if there were a family fault, since there was a trust vault. They said yes, but he was not allowed to enter it until he was 17. He was shown his family holdings, and couldn't believe that there were that many zeros. He owned a percentage of all shops outside in Diagon Alley.

As he went on walking past shops and buying his things for school he came upon an advertisement of books with adventures he was supposedly on. Looking up he saw the name of the bookstore was, Flourish and Blotts. He immediately went to the shelf packed full of books of himself, and took one of each. Just as he was turning to buy his school books, he heard the manager.

"Hogwarts?" He said abruptly. "Come to get your books for first year?"

"Yes" said Harry.

The manager then went along to get all the books on the list. When he had all the books gathered, he turned to look at Harry. "Anything else?" He said.

"Yes, I would like books on wizarding laws, wizarding history and wizarding etiquette." Harry said looking over all the books on sale.

"Right away." He said. After he got all the necessary books he went behind the counter. "That's 57 Galleons and 5 Sickles."

After he paid, he went to his room to look through the books. When he reached his room he placed all his text books on the table, and started to read the first book about himself. When he finished reading the books, he was laughing until he saw that the books were not fiction like he thought but told as real life documentary.

The following morning he went to the goblins to set up an appointment with a lawyer. They referenced him to Andromeda Tonks, to bring a case of copy-right infringement and other numerous charges before a court.

The day has finally arrived that he was going to Hogwarts. He has read all of his school text books from back to front numerous times.

He verified everything on the school list and then his personal list. First were all the clothes, making sure each were marked with his name. Next was the potions compartment. This was where he stored all his potions ingredients and potions equipment, for his personal potions lab. Then the third compartment in his suitcase. He stored all his supplies including his big telescope, which he bought in muggle London. Having read and been informed that electronics does not work in magical concentrated areas. Lastly Harry carefully organized the library compartment of his trunk. His school books were carefully sorted by subject, his favorite non-fiction books, like his history books he likes to read and his additional reading on the magical world.

When he arrived at the train station looking for the platform, he wanted to kick himself for forgetting to ask Tom how to get onto the platform 9 and ¾. Looking around he came upon the pillar with the boards showing platform 9 and 10. He noticed a girl with long blond hair standing there with a trolley and then she ran through the wall. He briefly considered his options, before deciding to follow her through the barrier. He began moving at a brisk pace and disappeared through the wall.

With that kicked of his seven year journey at Hogwarts. That had many up and downs but he will always treasure his time there.

In his first year he saved the philosophers stone from Quirelmort. He kept the stone when he found out that Nicholas Flamel wanted to die so he went with the story that the stone was destroyed when the mirror was destroyed.

Second year before the school year started in September 1st, he went to St Mungo's on the advice of his best friend Susan Bones. While he was there, they caught the dark magic residue coming from his scar. When he woke up after the scar was removed, he felt much better and could retain information faster and remember it longer. When he touched his face he was surprised that he didn't need to wear glasses anymore. Unknown to Harry that once the horcrux in his scar was removed and destroyed, Voldemort started feeling weaker.

He had subconsciously leeched power from Harry's magical core. Without the connection between them, he started to leech power inline from his newest to oldest Horcruxes. Harry ended his second year by killing a basilisk and saving a girl named Ginny Weasley. When the train arrived at the station, he parted from his friends. He booked himself into an apartment in Diagon Alley. The following morning he arranged with the goblins for distribution and parts selling of the components of the basilisk.

The third year began with the escape of Sirius Black and Harry's first experience with a dementer, which was patrolling Diagon Alley. It was just before the school year started, that Harry and Sirius met. Now that he was 13 years old he was allowed to open some of properties that were under stasis. He arranged for Sirius to live in Potter Manor, while he tries to arrange an interview with Madam Bones. With her help he hopes he could get Sirius his freedom.

In his fourth year with the Goblet of fire was a year with many experiences. It's the year that Harry and Susan began their relationship. His experience with his first three years at Hogwarts, he knew that someone will try something. He charmed a paper one night and threw it into the goblet. Anyone entering his name would be chosen instead. With all the Horcruxes destroyed (leeched of all their power), all of those with the dark marks started to feel a drain on their power. By the end of the year, before he could enact the ritual, Voldemort died. Most of the death eaters became squibs or died. Those that were left started a war under the leadership of Lucius Malfoy.

His fifth to seventh year were spent trying to finish his education, while fighting a war that was slowly starting to spin out of control. With Dumbledore reluctant to pursue a more permanent ending to the terrorists, Harry created his own Order. The Order of the Griffon. But it was too late; the muggles has joined the war. The wizarding world took massive casualties but they gave as well as they got. On Harry's 18th birthday the world was almost inhospitable, with the nuclear radiation and the magic residue of newly created spells that did almost the same type of damage the muggle bombs caused. During the war there was a brightening prospect that took their minds of the devastating war. The weddings of Sirius Black to Amelia Bones, Harry Potter to Susan Bones as well as Daphne Greengrass to Neville Longbottem.

With most of the world dead, The Order decided it would be best to travel to a new world, to start a new life with all the magical creatures that they could save.

That's where we find them now…