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A Fanfiction by SoulReaperCrewe

Rain in the Desert

Chapter 3

The last five days had gone by so quickly that Harry had wondered where the time had gone.

The moment their group had arrived at Starfall, Elia had been whisked away by the Lord Uther Dayne and his wife Lady Alayna. The entirety of Starfall had been pushed onto alert with double the guards around Starfall and manning their home with the clear intention of keeping Elia and her children safe. Unlike other houses in Dorne, Starfall's casualties in the Rebellion was far fewer than other Dornish Houses and still retained most of its strength after the Loyalist defeat at the Trident.

Harry had only glimpsed Lord and Lady Dayne on the first day before they disappeared, but the Lord of Starfall had been gracious enough to grant him a room in their home and it wasn't until the next day that Harry had been called to meet them. He had been escorted to Lord Uther's solar by two guards and together they had a very long conversation with both Elia and Lady Dayne in attendance.

Lord Uther was a powerful look man standing a few inches taller than Harry and was placed a little over 6 and a half feet in height. His hair had greyed, but his dark youth could still be seen. His eyes were the purple hue that would get commonly mistaken for the features of House Targaryen with many believing House Dayne had Valyrian ancestry in some form. The man was still physically fit and hadn't become complacent in his later years, as evidence when his wife had fallen pregnant seven years earlier with their youngest child, Allyria.

His wife, Lady Alayna was reportedly ten years younger than her husband and despite nearing fifty, physically resembled a much younger woman. Originally she had been part of House Yronwood and the younger of two children, her brother being the heir to their house and Alayna marrying Uther when she was eighteen. Her dark hair showed signs of greying and few wrinkles had begun to form in the corner of her eyes but despite this, she was still a very desirable woman. Their eldest son, Arlan Dayne was absent with his wife, visiting his wife's family, House Blackmont.

It had been a tense meeting at first with Lord Uther testing Harry on his allegiances despite Elia's kind words and had vouched already for Harry. Despite this, Harry knew the man was simply trying to gauge his responses and made sure not to give Lord Uther any reason to doubt his words. He wanted to ensure the man knew that he was on their side.

When Harry eventually proved himself to be the man Elia said he was, both Daynes visibly calmed and welcomed him more warmly.

Both had expressed their gratitude to him for saving Elia, Rhaenys, and Aegon and explained to him their history with Elia. Elia had spent a great deal of time in their care when she was younger and thus in their eyes had become a part of their family, thanks in part to Elia's strong friendship with their eldest daughter, Ashara. They spent a great deal of time asking him the events of the day of the Sacking of King's Landing with Elia chipping in front time to time to validate his story. He and Elia had created a small variation of the truth in order to keep his magic a secret from prying eyes.

It wasn't that they didn't trust the Daynes, but now wasn't the time to tell them about the role magic played in saving Elia.

Afterwards, to express his gratitude at saving Elia, Rhaenys, and Aegon, Lord Uther insisted in gifting Harry with some kind of reward. Elia had told him her brothers would likely do the same but Lord Uther had been insistent and told Harry to follow him out of his solar.

Lord Uther had led Harry to the Courtyard where a small crowd had gathered and ordered Harry to kneel in front of him. Harry's eyes had gone wide at that as Lord Uther called for his sword. Elia had gasped and an excited look soon covered her face, holding her hands tightly against her chest. Once his sword was in hand, Lord Uther lowered it down and rested the tip of Harry's shoulder.

"In the name of the Warrior, I charge you as brave." He changed to Harry's other shoulder. "In the name of the Father, I charge you as Just." Then back over. "In the name of the Mother, I charge you to defend the young and the innocent." It went on like this as Lord Uther named each other Seven Gods of the Seven Pointed Star and charged him to protect all women for the Maid, to serve as an example of the old Crone, to work tirelessly for the Smith and to make a clean and swift death for the Stranger.

When it was all done, Lord Uther raised his sword and everyone held their breath, "I bid you rise, Ser Harry the Valiant, Saviour of the Jewel of Dorne." Harry stood up and a cheer ran through the courtyard of Starfall as Elia engulfed him in a tight hug, practically dragging his head down until it rested on her bosom.

After that, the days had gone by peacefully and Harry had gone from being an unknown into a Knight that everyone in Starfall was looking at with respect and worth.

On the fifth day, Harry found himself enjoying the quietness of the Dayne Library. It was small, far smaller than the one he remembered at Hogwarts. But then again, that library had been monstrous in size and he doubted there was any, save maybe the Citadel, that could rival it.

He was sat with a good book in his lap, reading the Life and Times of the Swords of the Morning, a recounting of the past men of House Dayne that had held the title of Sword of the Morning. Currently, Arthur Dayne, Lord Uther's Second son had the honour of such a title and was a member of Aerys Targaryen's Kingsguard. His current whereabouts were currently unknown since his presence hadn't been spotted at the Battle of the Trident nor at the Capital.

They had been informed of the King's fate when they arrived at Starfall. Harry hadn't known the fate of the King during his brief time in King's Landing and was surprised to find out that the King had been killed on the day Sacking of King's Landing. Of all things, he died by having a sword driven through his back by none other than Ser Jaime Lannister, the youngest member of the Kingsguard and a man sworn to protect the King above all else.

And then not long after they left, when Eddard Stark, Lord of Winterfell and Warden of the North took control of the rioting and bloodshed that spilled across the Capital, Robert Baratheon made his presence known. He sat down on the Iron Throne and declared himself the new Monarch of the Seven Kingdoms, with the Stormlands, the North, the Riverlands, the Vale and the Westerlands all bending the knee.

"So this is where you've been hiding," Harry turned and smiled as the door to the Dayne Library opened and Elia made her way towards him, "Why are you hiding away in here when it's such a beautiful day outside Harry?" Her smile turned into a grin. "Or should I say, Ser Harry."

Elia's appearance had bolstered entirely after just a couple of days at Starfall. Spending close to four weeks in the same clothes day in and day out was not something anyone enjoyed, despite Harry using a cleaning charm to rid their clothes of bad smells and keeping them in good condition. But the moment they arrived back in Dorne Elia's energy seemed to return to her and her outgoing appearance became more lively and vibrant like the Dornish sun had filled her with the energy she had lacked in King's Landing.

Harry knew Elia was incredibly beautiful but seeing her in the pale blue dress Alayna had given to her with her hair now flowing freely down her back, with the ends curling into ringlets, he couldn't help but feel blown away. Her arms were decorated with gold bangles and bracelets encrusted with various gems of all colours with a necklace hanging around her neck that rested on the top of her breasts. The dress she wore highlighted the curves of her hips and her bosom and turned the heads of many men and even some women when she walked passed them.

She truly earned the nickname 'The Jewel of Dorne.'

Harry chuckled and shook his head, "Ser Harry, it's going to take some time for me to get used to being called that. I never imagined myself getting knighted."

Elia swept a hand through his hair, her smile returning, "Well get used to it because no one in the Seven Kingdoms is more deserving of a Knighthood," Elia face momentarily scowled, "The title of Knight has degraded a great deal over the years and so very few men are truly worthy of the title, as proven by Clegane and Lorch."

Her smile quickly returned and Harry felt her pulling him up onto his feet. Harry waved his hand over the books he had been reading. The next moment they were in the air and slipped back into their spots on the library shelves.

"But saving me, Rhaenys and Aegon definitely proved you are worthy of the title. If Lord Uther hadn't done it, then I would have ordered Oberyn and Doran to have done so," Her smooth hand held on tight to Harry's own larger and calloused hands and gently pulled him out of the library and towards the Starfall gardens.

The Gardens of Starfall were far smaller than those belonging to King's Landing, but Elia always enjoyed the serene peace that came with it. Since fresh water was not common in Dorne, gardens were not overly common thanks to the heat Dorne was known to reach. But Harry couldn't deny the Dayne Gardens was very pretty to look at with violets and roses grown to near perfection.

Elia looped her arm through his own and they steadily walked through along the pale stone path.

"So we leave tomorrow," Harry asked. It wasn't a question but rather a statement. They had never intended to stay at Starfall long, instead, it was more a stop along the way to Sunspear.

"Yes. Lord Uther and I have already sent a raven to Sunspear and informed my brothers of what has happened. No doubt they are beside themselves with worry since I just disappeared from King's Landing." Elia chuckled, her free hand grazing the petals of a violet. "Oberyn is likely going mad about it. He and I have always been close since there is only a year between us. Our Mother thought of us more like twins then older sister and younger brother."

"I've heard a lot about your brother, both from you and from the whispers of the common folk. The Red Viper they call him and they say his skills with a spear is as deadly as his wit. Do I have to be worried about your brother being hostile towards me?" Oberyn Martell was well known throughout the Seven Kingdoms and Harry had heard a fair bit about the youngest of the three Martell siblings. He was a fierce warrior, arguably one of Dorne's best and was known to have bedded half the maidens in Dorne and the rest of the Seven Kingdoms.

Elia laughed at his words. "Oberyn will do nothing to you, my brave Knight. He would never do anything to hurt me and he will soon realize how much you have come to mean to me and my children." She leaned forward and caught his eye. "If anything he will seek to reward you. Oberyn had a good heart and he means well. He just has a bit of a temper as well as the flare of a man who likes to show off."

"Good to know," They stopped as they neared one of the low walls and looked out across the Torentine. The sight was beautiful and internally, Harry believed he could get used to seeing such a sight. "How long do you think it will take to reach Sunspear? As I have said before, I have never been to your home before."

"From here to Sunspear, it will likely take about ten days. Though I doubt we will be riding as hard and fast as we did to reach Dorne." Elia revealed, which made sense to Harry since Lord Uther would likely be sending soldiers he trusted to escort Elia back home. "Ashara will be coming with us and will resume her duty as my companion."

When Harry met Ashara he believed the rumours of her beauty the moment he laid eyes on her. Long silky black hair with piercing violet eyes that matched the purple in the Dayne sigil, long legs and stood a little taller than Elia. She had been most kind when Elia introduced them and surprised him when she hugged him for saving her close friend, even going so far as kissing his cheek in thanks.

She and Elia had been tied at the hips every day and one was never far from the other when Harry saw them. He offered his condolences to her when he discovered her baby, a baby girl that Elia had told him about on the Rose Road had sadly been stillborn.

Just by observing her Harry could tell she still hadn't got past the grief. She spent a lot of time with Rhaenys and Aegon, Rhaenys affectionately calling her Aunt Asha and the pain appeared to subside ever so slightly.

It was never an easy thing losing a child and despite this new life, Harry's thoughts sometimes turned back to the three children of Harry Potter.

James, Albus and Lily.

When he thought about them it made him sad and deep down the part of him that was once Harry Potter was eager to see them again one day. 'And maybe I will. Harry Potter and I are the same people with very small differences. When it's my time, I look forward to being able to reunite with them again.'

"Have you thought about what you are going to do once we get to Sunspear?" Elia asked, her voice full of curiosity and Harry felt her arm tighten through his own. Her brown eyes bore into his own and held there until she got an answer.

"I have a few things lined up," Harry admitted and felt Elia move from his side to in front of him.

"And what plans would that be?" Elia asked, her arm unlooping with his and trailing her fingers up and down his arms. "I had plans of my own for you just so you know."

"Really?"

Elia hummed and nodded. "I was going to convince Doran to grant you a piece of land in Dorne and make you a Lord." Elia giggled as Harry raised his eyebrows. "At first I wanted to make you a Knight of House Martell and have you as my Sworn Sword, but then I thought you deserved more." Elia leaned up and Harry had to fight off a blush as she let out a long, warm breath in his ear.

"Though I had to admit the idea of keeping you all to myself was extremely tempting."

There was a sultriness in her voice that had grown since their arrival to Starfall. Harry had noticed her boldness and noticed how handsy Elia had suddenly become. 'The dornish are well known for their...hot bloodedness and were far more permissive sexuality compared to the rest of the Seven Kingdoms.'

"Though I'm curious to find out what these plans are." She asked with a twinkle in her eye. "You've never mentioned anything of such to me during our travels together."

"Well, I am allowed to keep some things private." Harry retorted back, his mouth twitching into a grin at the impatient look Elia was giving him. "All in good time my dear Princess. All in good time."

Elia looked ready to press him on the matter but they were interrupted as a servant came running over to them. "Princess Elia, Ser Harry, Lord Uther has asked for you. He received a raven of great importance."

Five minutes later stood in Lord Uther's office. Harry stood behind Elia as she read over the parchment, her mouth moving as she read its contents before handing it back to Lord Uther. "You understand the importance of this, don't you?"

"Yes I do," Elia whispered, her hands gripping the oak desk of Lord Uther, nails digging on the surface. "With the Siege on Storm's Ends finally lifted it means the eyes of Rebel forces will turn towards Dorne. Everyone else has bent the knee except for us."

Beside Elia, Ashara placed a comforting hand on her friend's arm, having arrived a minute before they did while her Mother watched over Aegon and Rhaenys. "Word has already reached Dorne of Robert's fury when he discovered Rhaegar's children had disappeared during the sacking. He's ordered everyone to be on the lookout for you, Rhaenys and Aegon and to have you dragged back by any means necessary." Harry frowned at her words.

"His hate for the Targaryens knows no bounds. Aerys and Rhaegar were the ones at fault for all this and yet Robert would hold an innocent woman and her children at fault for that?"

"I fear he will go to the ends of the world to get his hands on them. The only reason he hasn't gone to Dragonstone and killed Queen Rhaella and Prince Viserys is thanks to him not having any reliable ships." Lord Uther shook his head and sighed, the matter weighing heavily on him. Harry watched as Ashara walked around the desk and hugged the top of her father's body, kissing the side of his head and bringing a tired smile to his face as he faced Elia.

"We need to get you to Sunspear now more than ever. Your brothers will protect you and hopefully shield you from Robert's wrath, not to mention Lord Stark and Lord Arryn can hopefully cool down his anger and fury." Uther said, taking Elia's hands into his own. "You'll need to leave at first light in the morning and I'll assign a squad of guards to see you safely home. Prince Oberyn will meet you at the edge of the Scourge River that leads into the Greenblood and will see you the rest of the way home."

Elia leaned down at kissed his hands. "I can never thank you enough for your aid. I will ensure my brother know of your kindness and aid to me during these troubling times."

Uther smiled proudly at the girl he had known since she was a small child before turning to look at Harry. His gaze was a mix of seriousness and desperation and Harry couldn't help but feel drawn in. "I know I don't need to ask this of you but I will say it anyway. Please continue to protect Elia and in return, I can assure you that House Dayne will always have its door open to you. That I swear."

To have a Lord of any house to make such a statement was a big honour and Harry immediately knew that.

"I promise I won't allow any harm to come to the Princess or her children," Harry spoke up, kneeling down in front of everyone in the room. "I told the Princess I would get her home safely and I told Princess Rhaenys I would keep the bad men away from her. I intend to keep that promise."

His words seemed to calm Lord Dayne who nodded his head. "Thank you."

"With Harry by my side, no harm will come to me." Elia told them and looped her arm through his again, "He got me through the Reach and the Crownlands, I have no doubt he will get me through Dorne unharmed."

Ellia other hand came up and gave his arm a squeeze, an action which was not lost on Ashara.

An hour later Ashara entered Elia's chambers, the same one she had used during her youth. The room was one of the larger chambers in Starfall with an extra bed and cot brought in for Rhaenys and Aegon since Elia didn't feel comfortable with her children not being close to her at night. Elia had already told Ashara in great detail what had happened in her chambers during the Sacking of King's Landing and told her everything about Harry's rescue.

And by everything, she meant everything, including Harry's abilities. She scarcely believed it at first since magic had been gone from Westeros for centuries. So few in the world could use forms of magic, the undying in Quarth, the Red Priests of Asshai and the faceless men of Braavos to name the scarce few. But Elia had gone into depth on what she had seen Harry do and the Elia she knew since they were children never lied to her. Elia was three years older than she was so Ashara had always looked up to the older woman in many different ways.

As a friend, as a sister, as a lover. If Elia said the man that saved her could use magic and used that magic to protect and save her, then Ashara believed her. She swore herself to secrecy, but Ashara had found herself observing Harry from afar.

"I know what you're doing."

Elia looked away from Aegon, who she was bouncing on her knee and having one on one time with her son. Rhaenys was asleep a few feet away from them, having tired herself out from all the running and playing with Alayna. Looking up at her friend, Elia frowned.

"I don't know what you mean."

Her answer made Ashara snort and occupy the empty seat in front of her. "You know full well what I mean. Don't think I don't recognize the little things you're doing and the way you look at him."

Elia tried to answer back but Ashara beat her to the punch.

"The touching and squeezing of his arms, the sultry looks you've been giving him, the whisper in his ears and the walks through the garden. Not to mention I know that scent of perfume you're wearing, it's the one mixed with honeysuckle which is the one you wear to impress people." Ashara purple eyes bore into Elia's brown ones. "You have feelings for him."

Ashara couldn't blame her. Harry was very handsome and like Elia, found herself getting lost in those pools of molten emerald that he called eyes. He was of a height with her brother Arthur with similar broad shoulders and structure. She found herself staring more and more at him since his arrival and had taken it upon herself to get to know him, her curiosity having peaked.

Much like Elia had said, his calm, inviting and warm nature had quickly taken hold of her and she found herself speaking one on one with him more often during supper.

For Elia, she wasn't surprised Ashara had caught onto her actions. The younger girl knew her better than most and spent most of her time in King's Landing by Elia's side, helping her through her pregnancies and being there when she brought Rhaenys and Aegon into the world. They were best friends and sisters in everything but blood. When they were younger, they had hoped one or the other would have married their brothers but sadly it wasn't to be. Arthur only had eyes for the Kingsguard and Oberyn enjoyed his freedom and nonchalant lifestyle far too much. Not to mention both were second sons and neither would inherit much.

When Elia answered, Ashara was surprised to find Elia didn't deny it. "Perhaps I do. It should be no surprise to anyone that my feelings of friendship with him have grown to become something more affectionate. We were on the road together for close to a month and we spent most nights simply talking and getting to know one another. It was so refreshing to feel."

"It sounds to me like you have grown very attached to him. The way you gripped his arm would make someone think he was about to vanish before our eyes." She wondered if the rest of her family had noticed it. No doubt her Mother had seen the interactions and were remaining quiet about it.

"And can you blame me for getting so attached? Not only did he save my life, but the lives of my children." Elia kissed her son on the forehead and looked longingly at Rhaenys as she slept peacefully. "I can't begin to tell you the fear I felt when I saw Clegane reach for Aegon with his enormous hands or when Lorch had Rhaenys pinned to the bed with a knife hovering mere inches above her."

Some tears slipped out from her eyes, but Elia refused to let more tears escape.

"My babies would've been taken from me forever Ash and I'd likely be right with them, presented like some trophy to Robert Baratheon. But thanks to Harry that didn't happen and with his courage and heart, he got us through the Crownlands, the Reach and got me safely to Starfall." Elia rested her chin on Aegon's head as Ashara leaned in and rubbed her elbow against Elia's. "And he's so good with Rhaenys and Aegon. Rhaenys just gravitated to him like a moth to a flame and she refused to be parted from him during their time together. And this one," Elia gently poked Aegon's nose eliciting a flurry of giggles from the boy, "was so calm and quiet around him. He was never like that with others."

"I remember. Only you, the Queen and I could ever calm him when he began screaming bloody murder. He's very picky about who he lets hold him."

"Even when Rhaegar held him that one time, he was fussy and didn't appear happy. Yet with Harry, he was so peaceful and even giggled and clapped when Harry would play with him and conjure little creations to amuse him and Rhaenys."

Ashara laughed and stroked Aegon's hair, placing her hand on the bed to keep her upright as she slouched. She thought very little about the Silver Prince. Personally, she had never been part of the infatuated group of noble ladies that liked nothing more than to talk or to stare at the Prince, neither did she swoon when he smiled her way.

"He is very handsome, Ser Harry I mean. I never really understood the infatuation with Targaryen men."

Elia giggled and agreed before looking at Ashara coyly. "Are you thinking of making a move on the man I have my eye on Ash?"

"Well he's not yours yet, is he? Which means he fair game," The two young women looked at each other with a challenging look in their eyes before their lips twitched upwards and both burst out laughing.

The rest of the day went quickly and once Rhaenys was awake, the little girl had bounced all across Starfall with Ashara following her along until she found Harry, who was in the training yard practising his sword work with some of the older knights. The older knights had laughed at Harry as the little girl had grabbed his hand and begun dragging him out of the yard. He couldn't help but laugh in return and let the little girl lead him to the shoreline of the Island.

"It appears Elia was telling the truth. Rhaenys really does have you wrapped around her fingers." Ashara joked, following along at a calmer pace and watched the way Rhaenys interacted with Harry.

"I think all three of them have me wrapped around their fingers," Harry told her in between laughs as they made their way down the stone path and towards the Torentine river.

"Now what are we doing here little Princess?" Harry asked, looking across the shoreline and slipping his shoes off, enjoying the feeling of the sand slipping through his toes. Rhaenys kicked off her sandals and kicked her feet in the water.

"Magic!"

Harry chuckled. "I should have known." Checking behind him to make sure no one from the Dayne household had followed him, Harry waved his hands in the air and did as the Princess asked. Lifting a huge ball of water the size of a carriage, he twisted and turned it into a large sphere much to Rhaenys delight and Ashara's amazement, being the first time she was witnessing Harry using his abilities in front of her.

Then like he did with the sand over a week ago, he began morphing the sphere's shape and shaped it into anything Rhaenys wanted. Animals were what Rhaenys requested of him and Harry felt joy soar through him at the joyful giggles that came from Rhaenys as he morphed the water into a pack of dogs.

Behind them, Ashara watched with her jaw wide open and eyes as wide as they could go. Never in her wildest dreams did she think she would witness someone wielding true magic. It was every child's dream to see magic and witness the joys and splendour that it could create. 'I can see why Rhaenys is tied to the hip with him. If I knew someone who could do such things when I was that age I would never leave them alone.'

"What do you think?"

Ashara broke out of her thoughts as Harry looked in her direction. "It's unbelievable. I knew Elia wouldn't lie to me about something like this but seeing it up close and personal...I've never seen anything like it."

"Her reaction was similar to yours and I doubt her jaw had ever dropped as much as it did the day we met." Harry nodded his head to Rhaenys. "This one though can't get enough of it and took it in her stride on the very first day."

"You don't mind having Rhaenys' attention always on you? Some men would grow irritated by the constant attention."

Harry laughed and shook his head. "Not at all, in fact, I feel the opposite about it. To see one so young take such an interest in magic, specifically, my magic is wonderful to see. I've had to keep my magic a secret for so long that I desired so badly to show it off to people and show them the wonders it could do. Sadly, most people in the Seven Kingdoms fear magic simply because they do not understand how wondrous it can be."

Ashara nodded and motioned for him to continue, "Sometimes when I'm in a town or passing through a village I would show a few tricks and spells to the children, wooing them and putting smiles on their faces. The smiles and laughter of children are truly the most priceless thing in the world and seeing Rhaenys so full of life when she witnesses magic brings joy to my heart in a way I didn't anticipate."

Ashara watched Harry turn his attention back to Rhaenys and she watched the smile remain on his face and the warm look in his eyes as Rhaenys clapped and laughed as a cat made of water pounced onto her shoulders, morphed into a bird and then took off gliding across the water.

That evening, Harry sat could barely hold in his excitement as he sat around the table within the Great Hall, as a large and incredibly delicious feast Lord Uther had prepared for them was presented for their last night. The entire household had been invited as well as the staff, something that impressed Harry at seeing how well the Daynes treated and cared for their household staff. Most Houses wouldn't give them a second glance so seeing such kindness was refreshing to witness.

The food was exquisite with roast duck and lamb gracing their tables, the duck, in particular, had Elia salivating at the mere smell. It was all enough to keep the entire household full and satisfied. There was plenty of laughter and stories that were shared in the Great Hall of Starfall with Lord Uther telling them all of his younger days. Even Harry had told them some of his own adventures before his meeting with Elia, something that had Elia leaning in and listening intently.

When Allyria, Rhaenys, and Aegon began to yawn, Alayna had personally taken them to their rooms for the night and with the children gone, the music and wine began to flow in plenty. Lord Uther had summoned for the music to begin and asked Elia for a dance. Elia didn't need to be asked twice and jumped up from her seat as Uther signalled for the staff that had done such good work to join them for the evening.

Harry lost count at how many of the young maids he had danced with, some which blushed at their contact and others more daring than the others. Harry counted at least four of the bolder women snake their hands down his back and take a squeeze of his buttock which appeared to satisfy the women if the looks they were giving him were any indication. One had even whispered in his ear that she wouldn't mind keeping him warm tonight if he desired it so.

Despite being sorely tempted by the offer he declined, much to her disappointment. She was very pretty as were many of the other younger maids but Harry's eyes never left the one he felt him desiring more and more as the days past.

Eventually, he worked his way through the room and found himself dancing in the middle of the Hall with Elia, who looked equally as pleased to be in his company.

"It's about time. I was beginning to think I had to storm over and take you away from all the prying hands you've been feeling tonight." By her tone, Harry could tell she joking but the look on her face told otherwise as they danced along the hall as The Bear and the Maiden Fair began to play.

"Well you Dornish women aren't always known for being subtle and some of the younger girls were even daring enough to cop a feel. I'm beginning to wonder if I should have returned the favour."

Elia laughed at the first part of his comment but Harry felt her grip him a little tighter at the second part. "If you did that then I would have marched to your chambers and have the girl taken back to her own bed by force if necessary. You deserve far better than a simple maid."

"Is that right?" He asked and saw Elia nod her head. "Well, that doesn't surprise me in the slightest. I've seen how pushy you get."

He laughed when Elia slapped him on the arm, but calmed himself and spoke, "There's something I have been meaning to talk to you about. Something important. I wasn't sure how to approach you about it but I don't want to keep you in the dark over it anymore."

Elia tilted her head and furrowed her brow. "Talk to me about what? Can't it wait until later?"

Harry bit his lip and shook his head, leaning in and whispering into her ear, "It's about Rhaenys."

Hearing her daughter's name Elia recoiled and leaned back, looking up into Harry's eye's to see his seriousness. She ignored someone calling her name and held her gaze on Harry.

"What about Rhaenys? Is there something wrong?" Her eyes grew wide and her fingers gripped came up and gripped his shirt tightly. "Did you hear something? Is she in some kind of danger?"

Harry threw his hands up. "No, no, it's nothing like that. Rhaenys is perfectly safe." Elia visibly calmed down as Harry continued. "But it is very important. In fact, it's partly one of the reasons to why I was in King's Landing on the day of the Sacking."

Harry waited and watched Elia. He could only imagine what she must have been thinking but eventually, she took his hand and the two of them slipped out of the great hall unnoticed.

They didn't go far and Harry found himself in one of the empty chambers for guests and watched Elia as she closed the door behind them, making sure no one followed them before standing in front of Harry. Her arms were crossed and situated under her breasts and she gave him a stern look. "What did you want to discuss about Rhaenys? Did you mean what you said that she wasn't in any kind of danger?"

"I meant what I said, she is in no danger. And if she was I would stop any harm coming to her before they even made a move against her." Elia smiled at his words and motioned for him to continue. "One of the reasons I was in King's Landing the day of the sacking was because of a few days prior I felt a magical aura suddenly spring up within the Capital."

"What do you mean?"

Harry explained. "Think of it this way. I'm the only magic user of my kind in the entire world so I'm like a single candlelight in an enormous Hall. It's dark and it's lonely but then out of the blue, at the far end of the hall, a small flicker of light suddenly appear. It's brief and it only lasts for a moment, but it was there." Harry rubbed his elbow and Elia noticed a saddened look on his face, "The moment I sense this aura I took off towards the spot that this aura appeared from and that place I was led to was the Capital."

A look of realization appeared on Elia's face. "That's why you were in King's Landing that day."

"That's right but along the way, I found the Lannister Army marching on the Capital and I put two and two together. So I followed the Lannisters back to the Capital and snuck in when they invaded. I made my way inside, taking out any Lannister forces I could along the way while trying to find the magical aura that I had been following. Along the way I overheard Tywin speaking with Kevan and I overheard what he had planned for you, Rhaenys and Aegon so I hauled my ass to the Red Keep as quick as I could to save you all."

Harry watched Elia as she took in the new pieces of information and watched the puzzle pieces begin falling into place as he continued. She didn't say anything but she reached for his elbow and squeezed it gently, urging him to continue.

"I ran through the Red Keep and as I got close to you chambers I felt the magical aura that I felt those days prior. It was coming from within your Chambers and that was when I appeared and stopped Lorch and Clegane."

"The magical aura was in my chambers?" Elia whispered and threw her hand up to her mouth. "Rhaenys?"

"Yes. I think, no I believe that Rhaenys has magic. Magic much like my own." Elia bit her lip and frowned. Harry didn't need to be psychic to know what she was thinking and put his arms around Elia, surprising the Dornish princess but eagerly accepted and rested her chin on his chest. "Did Rhaenys do anything in the days leading up to the Sacking that left you confused or scratching your head? Did she appear somewhere where she shouldn't have been or do something that normally would be impossible for someone her age? Anything of that nature?"

Elia thought back but to Harry's disappointment, Elia shook her head. "The days leading up to the Sacking were tense and everyone's minds were on solely focused on the Lannister forces that approached the King's Landing. If she did something magic related, I didn't notice it." Harry nodded and Elia continued speaking, "Harry what does this mean for Rhaenys? Is this a good thing if what you say is true?"

Harry wanted to give her the pro's and con's but deep inside, he just wanted to tell her all the good things that came with magic. With the memories of Harry Potter, he couldn't help but revel in the memories of learning magic side by side with his closest friends and sharing the wonders and secrets of magic. He always wondered if he would meet another with the same kind of magic as he possessed but he always thought it was a foolish thought. He always thought he would be the only one of his kind. Alone to wander the world and have no one to share the magic with.

And then the day he felt another's magic come to life, he felt hope swell up inside him and he knew he had to find that person.

He just never expected for it to be a little girl.

Harry rubbed Elia's arms gently, creating a feeling of warmth to radiate up her body. "It means that when Rhaenys is old enough that her magic begins to reveal itself, she will need to be trained and taught how to wield her magic properly and carefully. What I sensed was likely a small bout of accidental magic which from what I was told by my Mother, was quite common when it started to reveal itself and I was much older than Rhaenys when it happened. Accidental magic is usually a sign of our magic growing stronger but it can also be dangerous, especially to those around them."

"And you would teach her? Teach her to control it?"

"Yes, I would. With your permission of course."

Elia stood up on her tiptoes and kissed the corner of his mouth, holding there for a few moments before releasing the touch. "There's no one I would rather she learned from."

Elia then leaned in and rested her head on his chest again but Harry could feel her mouth turn into a smile and once again, the scent of honeysuckle wafted into his nose. It was the scent that he had become accustomed to when he was around her at Starfall. Now because of that, whenever he smelt honey, he thought of Elia and her smile. It was driving him crazy.

They stood in silence in the empty room and stood there, enjoying the warmth and comfort that the other provided, listening to the laughter and the music but made no noise or attempt to leave.

The journey across the deserts of Dorne was not a journey Harry had ever made before but he had heard enough from various travellers how harsh it was to newcomers. Dorne was a harsh mistress to outsiders. There was nothing more intimidating than the long stretch of sand and rock that Harry and company had to make their way across. Many had died trekking through the Dornish sands, whether it was thanks to dehydration, sandstorms, their horses dying, getting lost or to some unlucky traveller, all of the above.

Out of everyone, Harry appeared to be the one who struggled the most as the heat made him sweat worse than ever before. The first day they reached the long desert, Harry had appeared sluggish and struggled to breathe as he tried to become accustomed to the crazy heat and yet he pushed on and tried not to appear weak to the other members of their company. Unlike him, Elia and Ashara were faring far better than he was and at one point Ashara had poked fun at him as he struggled but a quick look from Elia had quickly silenced her.

Elia had doted on him on the first day of their trek through the desert and was constantly checking that he was drinking as much water as possible.

Eventually, though he decided to attach cooling charms to his clothing to take the edge off. He would grow accustomed to the Dornish weather eventually, but he saw no harm in making himself a little more comfortable. With Elia's permission, he did the same for Rhaenys and Aegon, who, despite their Dornish blood, were having difficulty adapting just as much as he was. As always Aegon sat with comfortably with his mother while Rhaenys stayed with Ashara, despite her protests to wanting to sit with Harry.

Coming over a hill, the escort party stopped just as the beginning of the Scourge River came into view. Harry put a hand over his eyes to stop the sun for glaring down at him and at the edge of the river, Harry spotted a party of riders. The banners alone told Harry they represented House Martell, the orange banner with the red sun and golden spear through the middle very clearly evident.

Slowly making their way down towards the group, Harry watched Elia carefully, noticing she was biting her lip and her hands trembled with the reins of her horse in her hands. He remembered her telling him that she hadn't seen any of her family since her wedding. She and Oberyn wrote often to each other, but neither had seen the other in years. No one from House Martell had even met her children, only knowing their faces from the sketches Elia sent them from time to time.

As they got closer Harry then noticed a man stand out from the rest of the party as he stood a few meters away from the group. Then he began walking towards them and before long his pace quickened to a run as his voice broke the silence.

"ELIA!" He cried out. "ELIA!"

The next thing Harry knew, Elia handed Aegon over to him suddenly and raced past him. Looking down at the little boy who was now in his arms, the violet eyes of Aegon blinked up at him with pure innocence much like his sister. Harry patted the boy on the head and watched the reunion between brother and sister. When she was close enough, Elia jumped off her horse and ran straight into the arms of her brother, who looked as if he was hugging her as tightly as humanly possible.

Both were experiencing a frenzy of emotions with tears staining Elia's cheeks and sniffles coming from the brother she had missed so dearly.

Uniting with the party Harry watched the Dayne guards begin to mix with the party from House Martell as Harry stepped off his horse, falling in line with Ashara who came to stand by his side as Elia and Oberyn spoke. Looking at the Prince of Dorne, he found that Elia had described him perfectly. He was a young man of average height and stood taller than Elia, but a few inches shorter than Harry. He had thin eyebrows and light blue eyes, which if he remembered right, he had inherited from their father. His hair was cropped short with black hair that had an oily sheen to it with a sharp nose and a clean-shaven face. Despite his attire, Harry could tell he was a very fit man with a slim and athletic build, one meant for speed and precision and was very handsome. It was no wonder he was known to have fucked half of Dorne already.

Watching them, he saw Oberyn press his forehead against Elia. "You should have never been left in the pit of snake they call a capital. You should have come straight to Sunspear the moment the Rebellion started."

"There was little that could be done. Everything north of Dorne was a hot zone for war."

"And Rhaegar?" Oberyn scowled at the mention of her former husband. "He just left you there with the Mad King!" The anger was evident in his voice as if the Prince's name was poison. "If Robert Baratheon hadn't already killed him then I would have. The insult at Harrenhal was one thing but everything after with Lyanna Stark's kidnapping shows the Prince was not as noble and wonderful as people believed."

"As true as that may be, there is nothing for us to do now Oberyn." Elia cupped her brother's face and the angry scowl quickly melted away. "What is done is done. Rhaegar is dead but we are not."

Oberyn looked like he wanted to say more but couldn't when Elia hugged him once more. "I have missed you so much."

The act was enough for Oberyn's thoughts on her former husband to fade away for the time being and didn't hesitate to hug her back. "And I have missed you, sweet sister." The pair just stood there for a minute just enjoying the embrace after so long before Oberyn broke the hug and gave his sister the coy smile that was so familiar to her. "Now where are my beloved niece and nephew?"

Elia came over to them and took Aegon from Harry's arms and gently lead Rhaenys by the hand to meet their uncle. Watching them, Harry watched Oberyn closely and saw the smile rise on his face and crouched down to Rhaenys' level. Introducing himself he soon had Rhaenys giggling by pulling funny faces and promising to tell her funny stories about Elia once they reached Sunspear. Then he stood back up and tickled Aegon under the chin, making gurgle sounds come from the boy that had Elia and Oberyn laughing. Ashara made her presence known moments later and Oberyn happily greeted her with a tight hug and a kiss rather close to the lips that made Ashara kick him in the leg. All Oberyn did in response was laugh and wink.

Eventually, though, Harry felt Oberyn's blue eyes flicker towards him and his gaze shifted to a more serious one. Oberyn tilted his head up with an air of authority now extruding from him and walked towards Harry with confidence and rested a hand on the hilt of his sword.

"You must be the one who saved my sister." It was a statement rather than a question as Harry felt Oberyn's eyes look at him from head to toe. For a man who was the same age as Harry, he certainly gave off an intimidating stare. One that Harry could imagine from someone who earned the nickname, The Red Viper. Harry's eyes flickered over to Elia, who gave him a smile back and a wink.

"I am. My name's Ser Harry."

Oberyn didn't look surprised but he did question the Ser part. "You're a knight? Lord Dayne did not mention that it his message."

"I was knighted back at Starfall by Lord Dayne the day after the message was sent."

Oberyn didn't say anything more and instead, just stared into Harry's green eyes. Harry knew what he was doing. He was waiting for a moment of hesitation, a moment of weakness that he could prey upon. He had met men who did the same thing, using it as a means to psyche someone out and get them to drop their guard. Instead, Harry just stared back.

Everything Elia told him about Oberyn being rather intense with people on their first meeting was so far true but at the same time, he would quickly come to respect a man who could hold his own in tense situations.

Eventually, Harry's tactic proved true and the corner of Oberyns mouth twitched upwards. The next thing Harry knew, Oberyn was laughing and patting him on the shoulder. "Lord Dayne did right by Knighting you. The rewards you will receive from House Martell will ensure you live the life of luxury for the rest of your life. That much I can guarantee." Oberyn's hands grabbed Harry's face tightly. "You saved my sister and her children from certain death. I will remember that for the rest of my life. You can count on me as your friend from this day forth, Ser Harry."

Harry grinned and patted Oberyns outstretched arms. "Very well. But if we are to be friends my Prince, then I ask that you just call me Harry."

Oberyn laughed and released him. "Then you must call me Oberyn, none of that Prince stuff." Wrapping his arms around Harry's shoulders, Oberyn led him over to where his camp was stationed. "Come tell me about yourself, Harry. I wish to get to know my new friend and about the life, he had lived thus far." Harry returned the gesture and soon the two men found themselves talking as if they were two old friends, rather than having just met.

Elia shook her head, unsurprised by the sudden friendship formed as the two men walked off and soon followed after them with Ashara and the children. Overall, Harry decided his first meeting with the Red Viper went over very well.

Thanks for reading everyone.

Some people have asked me what the ages are for Harry and Company. Here's a quick list of the main characters we know so far.

Harry and Oberyn are both 23.

Elia is 24

Ashara is 21

Rhaenys is 3

Aegon is 1

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