Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Frozen, or Great Expectations.

Synopsis:

Queen Elsa of Arendelle can't help but feel that one of the generals of the army of Arendelle, Harry James Potter, is up to something. Suspicious about what he may be up to, Elsa decided to talk to the Trolls. The Trolls suggested the use of an old ritual to form books about Harry's life.

The only catch is that it automatically summons forth all who has played a major role in Harry Potter's life.

The story of an orphan, who, through the use of sheer brilliance, determination, and luck, rose to one of the most coveted positions in Arendelle.

Readers: Estella Havisham (Great Expectations), Miss Havisham (Great Expectations), Ron Weasley (Harry Potter), Hermione Granger (Harry Potter), Elsa (Frozen), and Harry Potter himself.

Authors Note:

Salutations Fellow Readers,

I have recently had English class (on Friday), and we are reading a book called Great Expectations by Charles Dickinson. During the lesson, which consisted of our teacher attempting to persuade us to actually read the book as opposed to dive into sparknotes, he mentioned something that intrigued me.

Did you know Harry Potter, the character, not the books, was inspired by Charles Dickinson?

All of Dickinson's main characters, such as Pip from Great Expectations, was an orphan, raised by family members who didn't care for them. These orphans winded up being pulled into something greater than themselves and had to struggle to rise up.

In order to celebrate the start of spring break, I settled down and finally watch the movie, Frozen, by Walt Disney. The following story is something that my subconscious cooked up.

Rating- M for mature.

Pairings- Ron/Hermione, Harry Potter/? (it will either be Estella, or Elsa)

Setting- The Kingdom of Arendelle. Note that I say Kingdom. It will have a military, bandits, diverse towns (both flourishing and dying), kings and queens, nobles, etc.

On with the story.

Prologue:

After the Eternal Winter of Arendelle, in which the capital of Arendelle, the city of Aron, was frozen solid for two weeks straight, things rapidly began to cool down, figuratively of course.

The people of the kingdom of Arendelle saw Queen Elsa as she was. A girl who had powers outside her control. Of course not everyone saw things that way, but given that she was the Queen, those individuals didn't have the ability to do anything about it.

Bringing there opinions to light would result in themselves being ostracized by there fellow citizens and quite possibly being charged with treason. It was no wonder they kept there mouths shut.

No, Queen Elsa had nothing to fear from the lowly citizens, but the nobles and generals were a separate matter.

The hierarchy of Arendelle were fairly simple. Being a Kingdom, the King and Queen were at the top of everything, but below them, things spread into two branches. The civilian branch and the military branch.

The civilian branch was almost entirely hereditary. You were born into a class, royalty, followed by nobility, followed by the working class, and the lowest of the low being slaves.

The military, on the other hand, was more merit based. After all, you couldn't exactly come up to an enemy soldier and hand over your purse in exchange for your life. There was a better chance of them killing you and stealing everything you had on you, clothes included.

The military was divided into two sections, the ground units, and the navy. The two had different ladders. If first step for the ground armies was militia which were the canon fodder troops that didn't really matter. This was followed by privates which was a rank that the canon fodder soldiers gained after two years of service.

It was a formality that meant that they had at least some degree of skill and common sense to have survived that long. Privates were assigned to corporals, who commanded a squad made of twenty to fifty people. If they managed to catch the corporals eye, they are promoted and given there own squad.

This was followed by a company commander. The experience of the company commander determined how big the company was.

In the navy, the most basic and initial troop was the marine, the average soldier manning a ship. Due to the low number of marines on a single ship, it was fairly often that one caught the eye of the captain and was promoted to captain rank and was given there own ship.

This was followed by the admirals which each controlled a fleet. They were the marine version of the company commanders.

It was after this that whether you were a ground troop or a marine no longer mattered. After this was the highly coveted position of general. The three generals controlled the entire army, and were the top advisers of the king and queen, alongside the higher nobles.

This was good and all, but Elsa really didn't care about this. What she did care about was who was occupying one of her general slots. Harry Potter.

For some reason, Elsa couldn't explain, she did not like him.

Now, normally Elsa would shake it off and tell herself that she was being paranoid, but the last time she had a bad feeling about Hans, and he had indirectly caused the Eternal Winter.

That said, she was hesitant to get rids of a general, one of her elites, on a feeling.

Her little sister, Anna, would be of no help, should Elsa ask. Anna wasn't the best judge of character given that she had attempted to marry Hans, of all people, after meeting him that day.

Olaf was a snowman, while Sevn was a reindeer. Neither was exactly adept at judging humans.

This had burned out all the people Elsa actually trusted. In the hierarchy of Arendelle, she should have asked the nobles or generals for advice. Neither of them would be very unbiased. Chances were they would try to advance there own agenda's depending on Potter's political stance.

This left no one.

Elsa paused. That wasn't quite right. She had forgotten about the Trolls. As compared to what most stories portrayed them as, Trolls were not senseless, towering, monsters. In reality, they were small and harmless.

Most of them weren't all that bright, but there was one exception. Their leader, King Pabby.

Elsa had first met King Pabby back when she was a child. She and Anna had decided to play a game which include Anna jumping, and Elsa building platforms of ice underneath her, taking her to increasingly high heights.

Unfortunately, Elsa had slipped on the ice casuing her to miss and hit Anna on the head. It was to King Pabby that they had gone to fix Anna's head.

Elsa wasn't sure what Pabby could do in this situation, having never met Harry, but she would take what advice she could get.

Leaving her attendent with directions to place Anna and Kristoff in charge of Arendelle until she got back, Elsa set off with a marginally small contingent, twenty soldiers, for a guard.

They arrived at the Valley of Living Rocks in half an hour.

The Trolls assumed the form of a rock while resting, thus the name.

The minute they arrived, all the 'rocks' in the valley came to life and rolled over, causing the soldiers to tense expecting an attack. Elsa told them to relax, watching as the Trolls cleared a path for a particularly big rock, which Elsa knew to be Pabbie from experience.

The rock unrolled itself revealing a semi humanoid creature. It was short, reaching up to Elsa's waist, but was twice its width. Pabbie was pure grey with black freckles and a very large nose.

He was dressed in a green shirt which reached down to his feet, with a lot of straws the same color s his hair.

"Queen Elsa, isn't this a surprise." Pabbie started, "May I inquire what you require of us?"

"King Pabbie," Elsa returned, "I wish for your advice. I have a soldier, a general, in fact, I am not sure that I can trust. I have decided to seek you out for your wisdom."

Pabbie seemed to consider this. "I hear your plea, Queen Elsa. I know of the perfect solution. It is a ritual that shows the story of a persons life in the form of books, but it only shows events it deems relevant. Such is why it is not more widely used, in addition to its invasive nature. It is impossible to keep secret from the person due to automatically summoning the person and all other people who are important to his life, granted that there alive."

Elsa nodded her assent, "Do it."

"As you wish." Pabbie returned.