AN: I Do not Own Harry Potter OR Game Of Thrones. Now on with the story.

Ch1: Boredom Can Be Hazardous

If there was one word to describe how dark lord harry potter felt right now was bored. Yes you heard it right - Dark Lord Harry Potter. If you are wondering how the hell does the saviour of wizarding world go from a selfless hero who would walk face first in front of an AK to save his friends becomes a dark lord? Well. The answer is simple. Immortality. Yup that's what happens when you become the master of death.

So let me back it up a bit. When in 1998 harry broke the elder wand after defeating Lord Voldemort, the usual potter luck struck. The wand and by extension other hallows were both impressed and insulted that a mortal dare reject them. And by extension of hallows, death (Yes death the entity) was also impressed and insulted, so it did the only logical screwed up thing it could think of, it accepted harry potter as its Master. Only it decided it would be prudent not to mention it to harry potter.

So when all the people harry potter held near and dear started aging and dying while harry remained the same 17 year old, well… let's just say harry got low, like really really low, like jumping off a sky scraper low.

But death was not done punishing its master. So when harry jumped off the sky scraper and landed on the ground he became a blood spat. But after two seconds the splat disappeared and harry was again standing up on the ledge of that same sky scraper.

Just to be sure harry was not dreaming, he jumped twice more with the same results. From then on, for a year harry tried out every method he could think of to kill himself.

He hung himself and stayed that way for hours but his neck didn't break.

He tied concrete bricks to himself and jumped in an ocean. And despite his lungs being filled with water and him not being able to breathe, he kept on living on the bottom of the ocean floor for hours. After finally getting fed up of not dying he decided to cut himself loose of the bricks by amputating himself 127 hrs style. Luckly or unluckly, depends on how you look at it, couple of sharks in the neighbourhood took the bait and came for a hairy snack (harry-hairy get it!). Despite being the chew toy for 3 separate sharks and being digested by them, he was standing two minutes later on the same boat off which he had jumped.

He also tried more pedestrian ways to kill himself like cutting himself, taking pills, eating a bullet, throwing himself in a wood chipper but nothing worked.

Finally after a whole year of trying to kill himself he just gave up. Then he began travelling both the mundane and the magical world. He did so assuming different aliases every few decades. For 400 years he travelled the world gaining, discovering, rediscovering, understanding and creating new fields of magic's and making strides in the existing ones.

He learned whatever was there to learn in the muggle world as well. He accumulated around a thirty PHD's and masters in various subjects from various universities around the world.

When that was done he decided to save the world. And for the next 300 years he was the world's anonymous saviour through his different identities. As humanity expanded to other planets, harry potter began his journey of discovery again.

At one point of time he became so fed up of his immortality that he decided to extend the curse to other humans as well. He created a way to become immortal the mundane scientific way, through which you could store your consciousness in a computer and then keep transferring it to clones of your younger body. He made a lot of money out of it too.

From that point forward he stopped changing identities as he had a scientifically explainable reason to tell the world why he never aged.

At some point after this another dark lord rose in the magical world but this time harry potter was so pissed off that he killed the new wannabe dark lord and took over the magical world himself and crowned himself the emperor.

Harry Potter soon found out that he liked ruling. So he began to attempt the same with the mundane world as well. He stated instigating and funding conflicts all over the known galaxy which was still mostly inhabited by humans along with a couple of alien races. This obviously lead to a galactic war. At the end when all hope seemed to have been lost by the galaxy, Harry Potter rode in as if a hero in a fairy tale and made the problems go away as if it were the most miniscule problems in the world. While he did this, using the political capital he had gained, he declared himself the ruler.

For another two thousand years the galaxy under his guidance prospered. But like it always happens, rebellion or should I say rebellions reared its ugly head. Both in the magical and the mundane world.

Harry Potter quiet enjoyed crushing those over the next thousand years, but that gained him the title of the dark lord. Not that he cared any more.

He was living life king size. Literally.

But unfortunately eventually there was nothing new to be done.

Nothing new to kill, discover or do. At least harry potter thought so.

One morning after waking up in the bed being cuddled by this three naked and beautiful wives who he kind of… maybe… somewhat cared for, he felt that he was done. He wanted something new, a new challenge, a new frontier to conquer, a new game to play. So he closed his eyes, joined his hands and sincerely for the first time in his life said – "If there is someone I have pissed off and who is punishing me, then let me tell you I Am Sorry. Now can you please get me out of this rut."

"No need to apologise master, but the apology is none the less appreciated, however late it might be.", said a feminine voice.

Harry immediately opened his eyes but was still calm none the less. He observed the he was no longer in the living area of his private space station palace but was instead standing in a never ending white expanse. After living thousands of years as an immortal, very few things surprised or scared him still.

What harry saw was a beautiful black haired woman with most beautiful green eyes he had ever seen. If he had a mirror he would have recognized they are the exact shade as his own. The woman was wearing a red and black dominatrix dress with a leather collar with spikes in her neck. Her top two sizes too small and was barely covering and containing her bosom which wanted to spill out desperately.

"Hello. May I have the pleasure of knowing who you are my lady.", even though he was the dark lord he was still ever the brit when it came to manners when talking to women. No matter the circumstances.

"Of course master. I am death. I am your servant.", she said smilingly.

"The deathly hallows?", Harry asked connecting the dots.

"Yes master. Even though you rejected them, they and by extension me accepted you as my true master. Though I was a little peeved that you rejected me. So I kind off…. Umm… I kind of let you sweat a bit. Until you apologised.", she said looking down.

'Well shit. That does make sense. I know I should be angry if not furious for what she put me through. But I would be a hypocrite if I said I didn't enjoy the past couple thousand years.

But Wow she really looks like cross between a dominatrix and a naughty school girl in the beginning of a porno. And Little harry seems to like it too much.', Harry though.

Harry felt he should really be…. if not furious, then angry and… if not angry then at least a bit peeved? That's all he was. A bit peeved. I guess being an immortal had given him an insight of what a practical joke might be for another immortal. But he still had to clarify something.

"But you said apology wasn't necessary.", harry replied calmly raising an eyebrow.

"Umm… I lied.", was her child like response. Harry was really getting confused of whether to fuck her or ground her.

"Isn't lying to your master means asking for punishment?", Harry asked wiggling his eyebrows seductively. What the hell could he say he was turned on.

"Oo… are you going to spank me master?", she asked in an oo so innocent and suggestive tone.

Harry moved forwards, stood in front of death looking in her eye and smacked her ass. The yelp signified that she had not expected it.

'Well shit. If she decides to kill me for this,…. I got no regrets… Here goes nothing!'

Before she could respond, harry began kissing her vigorously when the shock wore of death joined in. After a couple of hours of pow-chika-wow-wow.

A heavily breathing and extremely satisfied death in the arms of her master said, "Wow, I am going to love serving under you. Literally."

Harry just gave a chuckle at that. Then he waved his hand and just like that both of them were dressed and instead of the bed there were both sitting in chairs across a tea table.

Harry conjured a pot of tea and couple of cups and began serving.

"So want to tell me about what being death's master entails?", harry asked casually while sipping his tea.

If death was impressed by his wandless magical conjuration it didn't show it. And began sipping her tea as well.

"Not much. You are now a god. You have omnipotence. Kind off at least. You can do pretty much anything you want. You can travel between worlds, dimensions, realities, universes and do whatever you want. Yours is just the titular position. I do all the work.

Just the major part of your work is to hunt down, punish and purge those who try to cheat me from getting their souls.

Oo and your job is for eternity. But doesn't mean you can't enjoy doing it. And you can do it on your time scale. Since being master of me you can control time as well. So for example if you had to hunt down riddle again as a part of your work you can go back at any point of time after he created the holocrux to kill him and his soul pieces.", she explained.

"Hmm… So what now?", he said taking it in stride. He had already had come to terms with his immortality. So this wasn't enough to shock him.

"Now, it's up to you. If you want to go back to the reality you just came from you can go and enjoy for however long you want. Then when you are done, just let me know and we can begin. Consider it a signing bonous.", she replied chirpily.

'Signing bonous? It seem more likely that she is my master than I am hers. But whatever I am so done with this reality for that matter this galaxy for now. So potter better jump in with both feet.'

"Oo, I think I am more than ready. I am god dam bored. Let's go on my next great adventure.", harry said exasperatingly.

"Okay! Lets Go!", Death took out a staff which opened up to be a sheathe and banged it on nothingness of the floor which caused a ripple effect. Just like that we were travelling between realities.

And so my next great adventure began. My tittle might be deaths master but in reality I was basically deaths bounty hunter. I spent what were literally eons jumping between planters, galaxies, realities, dimensions to get death her prizes. At one point death even reincarnated me a couple of times on worlds that were animated to hunt down her prizes. It wasn't necessary mind you. She just thought it would be amusing to see me grow up animated. And she didn't even give me my memories that time. Only after I decided I had had enough did she give me my memories back. I was some stupid battle hungry idiot called goku in that reality and a brooding depressed punk called ichigo in another reality. But that's a story for another day.

After just completing my last mission on something death named as marvel universe I needed a break. I never realized that being a god would take so much work. I was exhausted. I needed some down time. And that was how death found me when I was contemplating what my down time would endure waiting for her in the astral plane for the next mission.

"Master you look exhausted! I told you that you should take a break. I am running out of targets for you. I fact I have actually pretty much exhausted my list. You have nearly restored balance to the multiverse.", Death said looking at the nearly burned out master.

'The past couple thousand years he had stopped playing the long game of reincarnation and power building and instead for simply droping in the reality as he was in all his godly might and obliterating the targets within a second or two and then moving onto the next target on my list. I warned him it would lead to this but did he listen….NO… My master can be really bull headed sometimes!', death thought to herself.

"Well my beautiful lady, that is good to hear and I think I agree with you. I need a vacation. But let's do one more job then we can talk about it. What do you say?", harry told death.

Death pouted but nodded none the less. She banged her staff in the endless white expanse and it rippled and just like that both harry and death were on their way to the next target.

Soon they came to orbit a planet which looked kind of like earth but was a lot different. Like a lot bigger. Probably the size of Neptune. It also looked like it was going through an ice age.

Before harry even looked at death she began explaining.

"This is earth. As you can see it's a lot bigger and also all life on it is dead. I am not going to go into specifics of it but all you need to know that the big bang had a small difference in this universe about how it happened in this reality than in your own and that's the reason for the size of this planet. Oo and fyi the rest of this universe is different too because of it. But still there might be some similarities here and there.

So where was I… Yes history of the planet… There are 421 small continents on it. Instead of 7 big ones. But most of those are so far away from each other they that the people on them hadn't discovered each other. With a few exceptions. This earth in comparison to your old earth technology scale was stuck between the development time table of 5th or 6th century AD. At least before this happened.", she said waving at the ice ridden planet.

"However the technology on this earth had been stagnant for more or less 10 thousand years. Even before this happened.", Death said looking at its master.

"Alright, I understand. But why am I here? Or better yet who am I here for? And what exactly happened that lead to this?", harry asked inquisitively still keeping his eye on the different earth.

"Oo. You are here for someone like Voldemort but much much worse. You see this earth also has or at least had magical creatures. Most of them became extinct or were on the verge of extinction due to wars or cataclysms.

One of those species did something really really really stupid. They are or I should say were called, the "Children of the Forests". They are like wood elves from your old earth but not quiet. So 12 thousand years ago, give or take a few centuries, from current time these Children of the Forest were at war with a tribe of Humans of this planet. And they were losing. So in order to win, they created a weapon. They used a faulty necromancy ritual to do so." Death said.

As soon as Harry heard the words "Faulty necromancy ritual" he winced and pinched the binge of his nose.

"Well that was stupid.", Harry said dryly.

"Dudh! But they didn't realize that yet. Using the ritual they turned one of the humans into…. a sentient half dead ice inferi would be the closest matching thing. Then they enslaved it to their will by using a ritual. In doing so they corrupted its soul even further.

Now it wasn't all bad for them. At least not in the beginning. Their weapon for the lack of a better term worked. It had the strength of a thousand humans and it slaughtered whole encampments of enemies within hours. But the worst was that after slaughtering, it could entrap their soul into their body and raise them again. But souls don't work like that. So the body of the raised suffered. So by raising them, it made them into zombies.

Now the tide of the war began turning in the favour of the children of the forest. Soon the humans were terrified of the ice monsters and zombies they were fighting and pushed for truce. The children of the forest agreed. And an accord was signed and territory was distributed.

Once the war was over the children had no use of their weapon. But because of the ritual they used there was really no current way to destroy them. So they commanded it to go as far up as north would go and then find a cave to hibernate in. Just in case they were needed in the future against the humans again.

While they did this they did not realize that the now mangled soul of the first weapon, now crowned the night king, was fighting against its compulsion shackles.

It took the night king 4000 or so years of constant fighting to break the compulsion. Once he did it, he was out for blood of the children. He started moving south and brought winter with him, which by now had become its elemental power. He had become the defacto god of winter and night and darkness.

One by one he tracked down all the children he could find and slaughtered them. The children really regretted their decisions because their once unstoppable weapon was now unstoppable against them.

They ran south to the humans for help. First the humans didn't believe them. As after 4000 years their memory had blurred. But when the night king followed the Children of the Forest to the south slaughtering and raising all in its parth and merging it into its army of the dead, humans included, they believed.

Now they were still fighting a losing battle. They had no idea how to stop this "Night King" and end this "long night" as it was termed.

Then the Old gods intervened. And before you interrupt, Yes… there are or were god's of this world, who worked though their avatars to manipulate events. I did as well. It told the humans and the children ways to prevent the dead from rising. One of which was fire. But still gods could only do so much, as they were bound by their own laws as well."

"Really real gods. Hmm… Were there others?", harry interrupted.

"Yes. But nothing like you or me. They were minor league at best. Now don't interrupt.", Death said and harry just nodded.

"So the gods and the children made a deal. A deal of another blood sacrifice. But this sacrifice needed to be equal to the boon they were asking for. So at point of time all the one hundred and seventy thousand children of the forest decided that, except for a few hundred of them, they will all sacrifice their lives so that god could provide them and the humans with tools to defeat the night king.

And so they did. From the blood of the sacrifice dragons were born. Or the first dragon to be precise. The dragon was magic. And sentient. He gave them ways to create dragon steel which was forged in its fire. But since he didn't have time to help forge each sword individually, he just transfigured a mountain into steel and then bathed the steel mountain in its dragon fire for 7 days and nights. The final product was a mountain of dragon steel that can be forged into weapons to kill the night king's army.

Once he gave the humans and children that, he flew to the east to the high mountains and laid 3 eggs so they can carry on his species.

Then it returned to the battle once again to help the humans and the children. With its help the humans turned the tide in many battles.

However the Night King by no means was done. In one of the battles, the night king showed his power by injuring the first dragon with a magical ice spear.

Once injured it flew south to warmer climate hoping to get its strength back. But it didn't take. The wound was fatal. So it finally settled on an island and waited for a portion of the humans and the children army that were following it, to catch up.

Once they reached it, it telepathically told them that he would not survive the fortnight. But it also assured them that he wouldn't be leaving them empty handed. He telepathically told the humans and children of a way to create a magical wall that would keep the night king and his army out. But it was only the contingency plan. The other was that he was going to embed his essence in this island as his final resting place. And this island till the end of time will bear stones of his dragon blood, even a prick of which will be enough to kill the night kings army. The island will always provide weapons with which the living could keep fighting the dead.

Once the dragon died, they never did get an opportunity to kill the night king with the dragon stone or the dragon steel. But they did manage to push him back and hold him back long enough for the humans and the remaining children to create magical wall of ice to banish the night king out of the realm of men into the lands of forever winter."

"Wow good story, seems like I am hearing a novels prologue.", harry said chuckling.

"Well a fat prophet in a different reality did convert what happened here into a series of novel's. However he died of a heart attack before he could complete his final book. But that's beside the point. The story is not over yet.

This is what happened 8 thousand years ago. When the wall went up the night king withdrew and stopped hostilities and went into hibernation with his army to strike again when humans, children and the wall were going to be at their weakest. Which as a god he knew, was going to be in 8000 years or so.

And as time passed it's just what happened. People forgot what the real purpose of the wall was. Then 8000 years later when the kingdoms of this continent were engulfed in their own stupid civil war, night king strolled down the continent with his army, after breaking the wall with a re-animated zombie dragon and killed everyone and then raised them. Then he crossed oceans by simply making his army walk on the ocean floor till they reached the next continent, converted it into zombies and then moving on repeating the cycle.

This way within 600 years he conquered the whole planet. Now all the souls of the dead are trapped in their zombie bodies. And until they are burned I can't have them and they can't pass on.

Now it's your job to rectify the situation." Death finished. Then it turned to face harry hands folded and right leg tapping the invisible land in space as if waiting harry to do something.

"So you want me to rectify the situation. The way to do that is to kill the night king and burn all its subjects. Correct?", harry asked a little confused to be sure.

Death just nodded it's pretty little head.

Harry sighed. I guess it was him that asked for the next great adventure. But he didn't imagine it was going to be something as pedestrian as glassing a planet.

What? It's not like it was his first time. Remember that galactic war he started for kicks. Yup he wiped out planets then too as if they were just chess pieces that had to be sacrificed.

This… Well this was literally a dead planet. Here he would be helping the poor souls by glassing the planet.

Oo well.

"Fiendfyre Maxima" Harry said raising his palm towards the planet.

From the palm of his hand came out a basilisk bathed in hell fire that kept increasing in size till it was the size of the American continent of his old world. Once gaining it full size it looked towards harry, its gaze asking for orders. Harry just gestured towards the planet and as if it was even possible basilisk gave a grin. Within hours the planet that looked like it was suffering from ice age was now looking like a hot and burning piece of coal. Once done scorching every piece of earth, the fiery basilisk came back like a happy puppy as if asking if he did good. Harry just smiled a genuine smile and the basilisk vanished happily.

"That…. Was fast master. My my my…. I expected some hesitation… Some debate on morality…. But not this…. Some attempt to go back in time and save them all. You really have changed from when you were 17 haven't you. I am proud master. I am proud.", Death said smiling to its master.

"I aim to please my lady. Now what?"

"Now it's time for a break for you my lord. You did excellent. If you want you can continue, but the speed at which you are going you will be finished within days of all the targets on my hit list. And they aren't even major players yet.

So if I may be so bold my lord, I would suggest you take a vacation down there sometime in the past. And don't worry, whatever you do it won't hurt this timeline, it will just create an alternate reality timeline. So you can go crazy. So take millennia or two. Rest your feet, build your empire, sire a few hundred children, do whatever-abso-fucking-lutely you want and then when my list fills up we can get back to work. Till then I will carry on." She said playfully smacking her masters arm.

"Hmm.. At least the vacation time is good. Alright I can go down there sometime in the past. Limit my power, just for kicks and then just conquer the whole planet over a few thousand years. Also defeat this piss ant night king again. But this time I will make it a little more difficult for myself…maybe… hmm…let's see..

Now let's look at the important characters and events in the decades before the night king won its first continent." Harry said closing his eyes and using his omnipotence power.

"Hmm… I guess I found out who's body and soul I will be replacing. Okay death… See you around. Come pick me up when you are ready. Till then I will send a couple million souls your way.", harry said giving death a kiss on her cheek. This left death blushing. Before she could retort, harry was gone.

"Let me see him Maester Luwin. Let me see my first born.", Catlyn Stark, the lady of winterfell said.

"Here you go my lady. Have you thought of a name yet my lady.", the Maester asked the new lady of the castle.

"Yes. I was thinking of naming him after his father's best friend.", Lady stark replied while looking in the eyes of her first born. The new-born was looking so intently in her mother's eyes as if trying to read her mind. Then suddenly she felt a sense that her first born child deserved his own identity and not to live in the shadow of the future king of westros.

"But I changed my mind. I think I shall name him Hadrian Stark, Heir to and future Lord of Winterfell and the future Warden of the North."

Hearing it the new-born gave the widest of smiles which made her mother coo all over him.

The new-born's only though, 'I am back and now let the vacation begin.'

AN: So I have the next few chaps written. But Next Update will be on 11th June.

~Till The Next Time