Harry Potter / Game of Thrones Crossover Fanfiction

A Tale of Ice, Fire and Magic

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Game of Thrones or any of the characters mentioned in this work. They belong to people much smarter than I. All credit goes to them. I am only a fan who asked himself, What if ?

Chapter 1: Decisions

The date was 31 March 2005. The location was the Great Hall in Hogwarts Castle in what was once called the Scottish Highlands. There was a debate raging among a few extraordinary people. A debate none of them will ever forget. A debate about the future. Their future and the future of their children.

"So, are we all in agreement?" enquired Harry as he glanced at all those seated at the table. After six hours of debate, every single one of the thirteen were tired beyond comprehension. Finally, they had come to an agreement. The expressions on his friends tired faces gave away their feelings. Hope, relief, sorrow and nervousness are clear in everyone. Not even Draco is able to remain calm. They had decided to trust in Hermione's brain. Harry, Daphne, Ginny and Hermione had spent countless hours going over this plan. Frankly Harry did not really understand the intricate details of this crazy idea. After Hermione's death, he left that to Bill, Daphne and Fleur. All who were many times smarter than him. They had assured him it was possible.

All those seated at the table replied with nods.

"Very well, does everyone understand the ritual? Is there anything you want to be clarified before we head to sleep? Harry looks from his wives, seated at his sides, to the rest of his friends.

"Can we go over the duties each of us has again. Just to make sure everyone remembers?" asks a tired Fleur.

Harry looked to Daphne who was taking notes during the meeting.

"Bill, Fleur, Roger and I are going to be building the archway and inscribing the runes from Hermione's notes. Tracy and Ginny are to gather each family's possessions and pack them. That means everything from furniture and books to money and supplies. Neville and Hannah are to gather all the magical plants, potion ingredients and all the different woods and cores for wand crafting. Harry, Susan, Draco and Astoria are responsible for building the ships. Andromeda will help when she can. Her primary responsibility will be to take care of the kids while we work. The other adults will be split into groups and will help where needed. " explained Daphne

"That gives us seven months to get everything ready. The ritual needs to be performed on Halloween. " said Harry

"I don't understand something. If all this works and nothing goes wrong, do we know what will happen to our magic once we arrive?" asks a nervous Tracy.

"We are sure that there will be repercussions. What the repercussions are we can only speculate. Hermione's research concludes that we might lose certain parts of our abilities. All rituals require a sacrifice to power it, and the only thing we have to sacrifice is our magic. Rituals are normally done to counter nature and thus the sacrifices are either harsh on the one performing it or require a powerful sacrifice. Hermione theorised that this ritual will feed off our magic but as our intentions and reasons are pure and do not go against nature, we might lose our ability to do any form of magic that can be used against nature, such as the ability to use magic to kill or curse. She was absolutely sure that we would not lose our magic completely. My best guess is that we would be restricted to use magic for things that don't cause harm, but this is a guess. Anything else I am unsure of. Frankly I don't completely understand all of Hermione's theories." Explained Bill.

"We will need to learn to defend ourselves without magic since we do not know if we will be able to use magic for defence. I propose we each undergo some form of weapons training. We can use the weapons in our vaults and train in the room of requirement. We should each try and master a certain weapon and then teach it to each other. " said Neville

"I agree. My father made sure I was able to wield a blade. Never understood that tradition at all. "Said Draco

"Perhaps we can set aside an hour every night to train. " suggested Ginny.

As the meeting ended and everyone left, Harry stayed seated. These meetings always brought up recent memories.

After the war with Voldemort, the magical community underwent a metamorphosis. So many had been lost in a war that was entirely pointless. Purebloods, half-bloods, muggleborn and even the goblins were casualties of one man's quest for power and immortality. There was so little magical blood left after 1998. The few that had survived regrouped, repaired and revolutionised in order to survive. Hogwarts was rebuilt and became a place of learning once more. With Kingsley taking over as Minister of Magic, corruption and nepotism in the ministry was minimised. It no longer mattered if your parents were purebloods or muggles. Blood prejudice was a thing of the past. People were judged on their abilities and deeds rather than their lineage. New traditions were created. The second of May became a wizarding holiday. The only thing that remained from the past was the noble magical families. While many old families had become extinct, families such as the Potters, Malfoys, Weasleys, Longbottoms, Davis and Greengrass managed to survive. Many of these families had less than a handful of members left. These families banded together and formed the core of a new generation of wizards and witches. Under there leadership Magical Britain was reborn better than ever.

Harry himself had gotten married twice. First to Ginny in 2001 and a year later to Daphne. Harry and Daphne had never really interacted at school. House rivalries were a thing of the past. They had met during the rebuilding of Hogwarts and Daphne in particular was extremely influential in sorting out the issues in the Ministry after the war. By 2001 Harry and Daphne had become very good friends. Hermione enjoyed her company tremendously as Daphne was the only one who could keep up with her intellectually. Harry was happy with Ginny and had no idea that his wife and friend were discussing him getting married a second time. It all came down to a subject that he never really cared about, Pure-blood traditions . He was shocked when Ginny asked him to think about marrying Daphne. The explanation was relatively simple. As the remaining members of the Greengrass family were Daphne and her sister Astoria, there was no male to carry on the family name. Apparently, Daphne had made a promise to her father that she would try to preserve the family name if she could. When Ginny revealed that she did not have an issue with this, he still does not understand why, Harry met and had a very awkward conversation with Daphne about her situation. In the end Harry agreed to her proposal. The only difference is that Daphne would keep her maiden name and any children born from their union would carry their mother's family name. It was a month after their wedding in 2002 that everything changed.

Nobody really knows who began the war. Some say that the 9/11 bombing began everything. Whatever the cause and whatever the reasons don't matter anymore. In February 2002, the muggles decided it was a good idea to declare nuclear war on each other. No doubt someone's ego was damaged and as a means to recover their image, this person did something stupid. Bloody idiots. Harry still can't understand why the public elects the stupidest people for positions of power. From that moment on there could be no victor. What followed was 2 years of devastation. The damage to the earth was unparalleled. Cities were reduced to rubble, water sources were poisoned, transport systems collapsed, governments and continental unions disbanded and started fighting between themselves. Half the population died in the war. Another billion died from radiation related sicknesses and starvation in the following year. Ron had died when London had been hit by a nuclear warhead. Hermione had survived for another year after his death. It was during that time that she developed this plan. However, the constant state of grief she was in took a serious tole on her health. She eventually passed on about 3 months ago. Her loss still weighed heavy on him.

Magical Britain, having just recovered somewhat from the war with Voldemort, did not have time to prepare for this threat. Before the war the population of magicals in Great Britain numbered around 1000. Only 49 magicals remained. There were only seven house-elves left in magical Britain. Each one belonged to one of the noble families.

Tomorrow would begin a new chapter in Harry's life. Preparation for the ritual would begin in earnest. There would be little need for the leader of the remainder of magical Britain to motivate his companions. Everyone was just as eager as him to leave this Earth behind them. A new world awaits them. A world they knew nothing about. Little did Harry know how much that world needed them.

A new tale is about to be told. A Tale of Ice, Fire and Magic.

Author's Note:

Hello to one and all. This is hopefully my first of many stories. I hope you find enjoyment in this tale.

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Thank you for reading.