AN: just something that my muse brought up. Noticed that there weren't many long Daenerys x Harry fanfics, wanted to give it a shot. Oh, and if there are any long faces like this, please point me towards them. Would love to read!

*THIS STORY WILL HAVE MASSIVE SPOILERS TO got tv series, VIOLENCE, MAYBE TORTURE, AND MOST LIKELY NO SMUT.*

*the very beginning of this story is very loosely inspire by The king who conquered by Dan68 on FFN. ONLY THE FIRST HALF OF THIS CHAPTER*

Harry James Potter was dead. Very surely dead, at the age of eighteen. Why hadn't expeliarmus worked against Voldemort's killing curse? Maybe, he thought, that the last time that he faced Voldemort was when he had just been reborn. He must have been week, and his Avada Kedavra was too powerful for an Expeliarmus, unless he was weak. The question was, where was he? He had appeared in the same place that he had appeared in when he died a couple of hours ago, but it seemed different. Not a train station, but a portal. Then suddenly, a woman appeared out of nowhere.

"Hello, Harry Potter. I have been waiting a looooong time to see you" she said.

Harry was very confused. Who was this? And why was she waiting for him? He looked at the ring on his finger. The cloak in his pocket. The wand in his hand. Hollllly shit, he thought. This was Death. He was master of death. Was this the portal to his family? Would he finally live in peace?

"No, Master. That is not why you are here." She said. Harry startled.

"you can read my mind?" he asked, "and if you can, can you stop?"

The woman whom he presumed to be Death incarnate smiled. "Why of course Master. I am here to show you to your new life, and no, it is sadly not to your family. You see, you are greatly needed elsewhere. You have untouched power in you, that you have been to blinded to seek out. Blinded by Dumbledore, blinded by the Weasleys. I have not been able to interfere, as deities are not allowed to interfere with earthly matters. But now that you are my master, and you are dead, I am allowed to. There is a universe in terrible strife. A millennia old war is about to resurge. Many sides, betrayal around every corner. Much like you, in fact." Harry stared in surprise, and to be fair, a bit of rage

"So tell me WHY I'm not finally going to be at peace and see my family?" he asked.

"this world needs someone like you. Strong. Powerful. Otherwise, they will all fall to madness, infighting, or the Dead. I think that if you are reborn into this world you will reach your full potential. This is your destiny, Master. Do you accept it? Because I will have to let you die if you so choose, but that would mean a world of billions would be decimated. My plan would be to wipe your memory, give you a fresh start. You wouldn't be able to harness your magic in other ways, but it will appear in others. You will have a perfect memory, uncanny resilience and stamina, and it will also appear in your swordplay, with speed, and strength. You will need them, of that much I can guarantee."

"You will not remember any of this. I will come to you when you are ready to reveal to you who you are and were, and your status. What do you say, Master?" she finished.

Harry thought for long and hard. She said something about Dumbledore and the Weasleys blinding him. He frankly could see how they were very suspicious. Harry never got any letters from Gringotts about his vaults. Nothing. As heir to the house of Potter, he should have gotten something. And Dumbledore had seen fit to return his cloak to him TWO MONTHS after they had reconnected. He even gifted something that rightfully belonged to him back. And he had given the Weasley's the key to his VAULT! He always wondered where all there money came from. He knew that Mr. Weasley's job at the Ministry didn't pay all that much, yet they still managed to pay Hogwarts tuition. For SEVEN kids.

"where any of them actually my friend?" he asked.

She smiled sadly at him. "the twins and Hermione were true friends to you, Harry. But Voldemort has just killed all members of your resistance. With you dead, they all lost hope. They are in Elysium now." she said.

Harry nodded. "I will go to this world. You may wipe my memories, I wish to be my strongest possible self." He said. Death nodded.

"Then you shall have your wish, Master. Walk through that portal, and be reborn." She said. Harry did just that.

Branden Stark held his new son in his arms for the first time. Elia Targaryen nee Martell lay on the bed, panting from the exhaustion of the birth. They were in a secret house which she had ordered her most faithful handmaiden to deliver the baby. She was still somewhat in shock that she had actually done this behind Rhaegar's back. She had known that Rhaegar and Lyanna had been having an affair. She was furious about it. So she had done the most fitting thing possible. She had a child with his new wife's brother.

She and Branden had known each other for a long time, ever since he had spent a year in Dorne. She had liked him back then, but knew that she was going to have an arranged marriage at some point in her life, and didn't want to complicate matters. It broke both their hearts when they had to break up when Branden left. She loved that man. They had been sixteen at the time. She had married Rhaegar two years later, and he had fucked Lyanna Stark ten years after a long and fruitful marriage. She didn't know why. She had been angry when she found out that he and Lyanna were meeting in secret. She had found out a year before. Then she found out that they had MARRIED, and that had been her last straw. She went to her old friend and lover for comfort, and things rekindled from there.

NOW, FOR A LITTLE FAST FORWARD SUMMARY:

During the Sac of King's Landing, most of the Targaryen line had been completely wiped out. Clegane raped & killed Alia Targaryen, just like in cannon. However her son Hadrian was safe in Dorne. Daenerys and her brother fled to Dorne because their sister in law was from there, and they knew they would be welcomed. They were unaware of the hidden affairs, after all, Daenerys is only one. Her brother isn't much older.

So, in the sac, Branden Stark, Alia Martell, and Rhaegar Targaryen were killed. Daenerys and her brother are Rhaegar MUCH younger siblings. Don't ask how old. IDK. The Targaryen's family tree is fucked up. (if someone wants to help me discern that, feel free to DM/ review)

AN: Alllllllllright, so there is my story idea. Still not entirely sure how it will all pan out. Currently not planning this to be a big thing, but if it blows up, like Violet Potter, then I will consider writing it to the end. I have plans for this fic if ppl like it. I am also on the edge about whether or not to have it be Hadrian/ Daenerys, or Hadrian/ Arya Stark. Ages would be fixed for the latter.

It seems to be panning out more like Daenerys pairing, but I'll put up a poll. PLEASE VOTE IN IT!

Anyways, I would lastly like to mention that your REVIWS, FOLLOWS, FAVORITES, AND SUBSCRIPTIONS determine whether or not this story is continued! Please at least REVIEW your opinion. No flames please. Anything else is good.

Lastly, if anyone has in depth knowledge about GOT, (I watched the TV show about 3 months ago) and wants to help me out by ironing out some plot points, DM or review!