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The Wizard of Winterfell

By Jamnaz79

Chapter 5: This is War

Notice: I do not own Harry Potter and I do not own Game of Thrones. I just love the tv shows, movies and stories written by Mr. Martin and Ms. Rowling. I do not take any money, I am sure nobody would want to pay me either. I just enjoy writing my thoughts and ideas down and hope someone gets some enjoyment from them.

"Mooney my Prince?" The demeanor of the old man Jordan changed, instead of any challenge there was pure acceptance and faith in his eyes. It was the look that someone that almost was filled with a holy craze.

"A friend from my youth. I expected a stag, but it seems that it has changed." Harry said with a shrug not showing his disappointment about losing prongs.

"A wolf fits you more Harry." Billy added to the conversation with a wink.

Harry met the gaze of the old man then offered a wolfish grin filled with mischief, "I think you are right, that it does. Come let us go."

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Harry stared at the Southern woods as the arrows took flight towards the fortress. His mind was spinning a mile a minute at the possibilities from this attack. It was his order that would send men into combat to their possible deaths. People had fought for him in the other world, often without his choice but that was different. This was men under his command marching to their death to breach a fortress. He was mixed between concern, anger, worry and most all determination to make the sacrifice small as possible.

In Deepwood Motte there were people who had ordered the murder of hundreds of people whom his family was responsible for their well being. They had sacked villages, raped and murdered. They had sown terror into a generation of young people. They w1ere his subject sworn to him for protection that his family had so far failed to protect, but he was determined to change that starting today.

The shouts started to fill the air in surprise from within the fortress. He could hear the screams of the dying as more blood painted his hands red. He may not have been releasing the arrows to kill but it was his plan, his orders. The yells from the assault from the South could be heard even where he hid at the edge of the Eastern Wolfswood. Time seemed to be speeding up where minutes felt like seconds until he saw the arrows launch in return from the fortress towards his forces.

A cringe went down the shoulders to the spine of Harry as the young man felt every arrow that may have struck his men. He could almost feel their pain as much as he felt his own portion of the army tense ready to strike. But, it was not their turn yet, other parts of the plan must come into effect first.

Their wait was not long as the bell started to ring from the walled town as ships were sighted coming from the sea. A small fleet of ships from Bear Island filled with raiders on his order came from the Northern waters had been sighted. It would not be long down; the chaos of an attack from both North and South would draw the Iron-born forces into a split to cover their precious ships. Mad-eye had always told him divide a force up and attack where they never expected it and that was exactly what Harry was about to do.

Harry closed his eyes as he centered himself reaching down deep to try to feel his magic. His power rolled like the waves of the Northern waters in a storm, it was excited and filled with nerves. He had always known that magic was fed from emotions, the stronger the better. His anger, love, passion effected his strength just like the old muggle movie. He had figured out over the past few weeks since awakening through careful trial and error. The more passion he gave to his magic, the more power and strength he would gain, the quicker it would tire him out.

"Be ready", He warned to his closest allies before emerald eyes almost glowed with magic as the young Stark Prince raised his right hand upwards. He concentrated on the flow of his magic through his body to his arm pointing it towards the monstrous logs that made up part of the walls of the fortress, "Lacero."

The blood red arc of magic shot from the fingertips of Harry expanding as it went before it slammed into the trio of logs each three to four meters across and ten high. The spell sliced into the wood across all three a few feet above the ground. The wall shuddered for a moment from the assault but did not budge. A grimace crossed the lips of the young wizard as he narrowed his eyes. He had not wanted to waste much power on this but it would be become necessary.

A deep breath to help him concentrate before slowly letting it out, Harry narrowed his eyes and centered himself again. He tugged at his magic once more before he thrust it forward with more power towards the wall of wood. The arching beam of magic soared through the air slightly off and higher as it cut like a scalpel into the wall. A dozen chunks about a food across and double that in length fell to the ground crumbling into dust. The wall looked as if a dozen giant beavers had been gnawing into it.

Sweat beaded against the forehead of Harry as he glared at the wall. Luck was with them at least that the Squids were so busy running to the Southern wall assault and the Norther assault and did not notice the magic being performed. Those few that saw could barely believe there eyes and did not even call out as they stared in fear. Harry growled to himself in frustration at not having a wand as he grasped for his magic a final time with quick word to himself, "This will do it."

"Bombarda Maxima!" Harry drew as much magic as he could before unleashing it like a torrent. A rush of power that was unseen to the eye but felt as if the wind had taken focus to force it's will against the wall roared forth. The powerful magic slammed into the wall held three quarters for of the way up. The strength of the spell easily outstripped the hundreds of year old ironwood sending causing it to explode into pieces. Shards of wood the lengths of daggers and short swords flew from the wall's destruction into the fortress courtyard below. This was immediately followed by the remainder f the wall collapsing into the courtyard as the battered base of the wall could not take further damage.

Harry turned to his troops as his voice magnified, "Knock, Knock Squids, the North is here! Forth the North!"

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Gerald 'One Tooth' was an old raider. He had sailed the seas of the Seven Kingdoms for over fifty years. He had never raised high enough to get his own ship because he wasnt exactly the smartest tool in the shed. But, he knew his way around a battle, and this one smelled bad to him.

He had been assigned to the Eastern Wall for the night duty and the end of his watch was coming up soon as the sky started to lighten up. That was why he was one of the first one to see the damn Foresters starting to probe their Southern wall. This wasn't the first time that those bastards had tried to assault them picking at their number in the nigh and early morning. They would normally fire some arrows then disappear back into the woods.

Those that had been sent into the woods after them by Asha Greyjoy had not returned. After the first time trying to follow them at least the lass had learned fast. She understood the philosophy that they were raiders, amazing fighters but not made for fights inland. The sea was their place and this was far from it.

The assaults from the Forresters normally did little more then waste arrows. Sure some of the slower raiders got harmed like peg-leg Fred. But that poor bastard had bad luck getting struck with arrows twice on different nights, still the fool lived. The Drowned- God must love the bastard.

So Gerald simply hunkered down with the Eastern wall at his back and a few barrels filled with rain water to the South he was sheltered and safe.

Now the sight of sails on the waters to the North were a worrisome sight. No sailor worth his salt discounted the threat to their ships while at land. But, he knew that Captain Asha Greyjoy had some of her Captains in charge defending against the Bear Island threat. She had even told her men in the hall plainly what to do. Besides those bear cubs were far more roar then bite. They simply didn't have the men to be a threat.

So it was understandable that he was confident that he would be safe despite the raids. This was why he was so surprised when the wall shuddered from something striking it. He tried to peek over it but a bloody arrow almost took off his head so he had to duck back down before he could see anything. A man's imagination in battle can do funny things with their minds you see.

Now the second time the wall shudder he knew there was something up and it wasn't just the amount of ale he had drunk the day before. His deep brown eyes peeked over the wall to look downwards at the wall and the ground. At the sight of the chunks missing from it his mouth fell open showing his name-sake single tooth visible.

What caused him to shit his pant though was the green eyed monster that was staring at the wall he was standing on top of. He was so surprised he never sounded the alarm, so scared not even a last prayer was given to the Drowned God as he felt the a force slam against the wall stronger then any winter storm he had ever lived through.

Gerald 'One Tooth' was dead before he even knew it, his body flung off off of the wall actually took the impact of a number of shards of of wood that could have killed others. His crumbled remains would land into the middle of the courtyard a few feet from where the massive logs of ironwood would fall to rest. Hundreds of Northern boots would run over top of his stilled body as they assaulted the forces that he had been supposed to keep watch to protect from behind. It would be from that op~~~ening that the slaughter of Deepwood Motte would take place.

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Billy leaned his hand down to steady Harry as the young Prince stumbled slightly. He whispered to the younger man, "stay with me lad and keep standing. You must show strength before all others, remember you are a symbol to the troops as much as their leader."

Harry nodded his head as he gasped for breath feeling the weakness of his magic from the last spell. He had used in the single spell more power then he had used in the entire fight at Winterfell. Ironwood was truly en-spelled to be almost as hard as iron, he could see why the people used it so often. "We will let the troops go first. Make sure to give quarter to those that surrender."

The old man looked at him for a few moments with a frown, it was plainly written on his face the distaste for these people he felt. But, he understood the boy was a Stark and like his father Eddard he followed a code of honor. Besides nothing said that the worst of the prisoners wouldn't be dealt with afterwards if necessary. He gave the order to a few of his men to spread it around to the others.

The pair followed with a guard of ten men and a dire wolf surrounding them into the keep after the rush of the bounty of their troops. It was not typical how a Northerner would take command but Harry's strength was not directly in his strength of arm but in his magic and mind.

It was not much of a fight in truth. The keep fell from the large hole, plus the first men through were trained to go for the gate. The Southern gate was cut open and in poured the other Northern forces. From there the army swept through the Keep and into the town boxing in the Iron-born. They outnumbered the bastards ten to one and took advantage of the numbers to end them swiftly before most were even able to toss down their weapons. The North was hungry for revenge for what had been done now and for decades and here was their bloody chance.

Thirty minutes was all it took to take the town, keep and ships, only three had been sunk the rest captured and most importantly none escaped. It took that time to get order together and gather all of the prisoners together into the courtyard of the Deepwood Motte.

There were more taken alive then Harry had expected as thirty two men and one woman was forced to their knees in the center of the keep. Each of them had been bound by roped behind their back and forced onto their knees before the gathered warriors and nobles of the North.

Harry slowly walked down the line past the different men, he would pause to stare at them. He had to give it to the Squids they were fearless as most of them met his emerald eyed stare. He stopped not before the men but the woman whom looked downwards her face red in rage. "Asha Greyjoy."

The woman looked upwards with a glare. She was a lean woman, with long legs a wiry muscle over her body from a lifetime of hard work at sea. Her black hair was cut short and her skin bronzed from the sun. Harry studied her face, a nose slightly too big and cheekbones too shallow to be called beautiful. But, there was a fierceness, a pride in her features that showed her strength of character. She was a woman who would be dependable if they had not been on opposite sides.

He pushed on her mind as their eyes met and despite a small resistance from her mind he pierced the veil of her. He was not expert at this, having only tried legilimency a few times in the war. He was not Snape or Dumbledore who could scan a mind for what they wanted, instead he would get uncontrolled pictures flashing forward. So he spoke up to get his direction he wanted, "You commanded them didn't you Asha Greyjoy? You are the one that ordered the men here to sack towns, allowed them to get their iron price from the people along my coastline."

The woman didn't speak instead she glared and spit at him, the glob landing onto the toe of his boot. But, her mind spoke loud enough as he saw her standing over a map with her father taking instructions. Then it was gone replaced by her giving her Captains permission to raid to their heart content outside of the town that they had taken. She had even seen and walked past her own men raping and killing some of the Glover's small-folk when Deepwood Motte. Harry broke away his connection with her in disgust at what she had done. To this woman this was normal, this was not only acceptable but how the world worked. The nurture argument had some strength when it came to the Ironborn!

Harry turned away from the prisoners towards Robert Glover, the brother of Lord Galbert Glover whom was off with Robb. The man stood with his wife Sybelle and two children Gawen and Erana. All of them had been found locked in the dungeon under the Keep half starved. Gawen gave Harry a nod a grim smile, a young man Harry's own age and full of anger at what had been done to his people. He had won their faith and alliance today after freeing them from this torment. "Robert Glover, I give you back Deepwood Motte. But, I am told have been told by the Maesters that the night watch needs men. Those that surrendered will be given the choice to join the Watch or else to join their Drowned God."

The older man man appeared in his latter fifties going to bald already with short cropped hair from what was left. His dark eyes stared at Harry for a time then nodded his head once, "You are our Liege, I of course accept your wishes Prince Harry."

"Thank you." He nodded his head respectfully before turning to look back at the Ironborn, "But first I will demonstrate how they will join their Drowned God with Asha Greyjoy."

That drew surprise from most of the nobles present, a princess of the Iron Isles she would be worthy of a bounty, not to mention a woman. Still the men reacted as Harry motioned two men lifted her up to her feet by her arms holding her tightly. For the first time fear entered the woman's eyes as they filled with surprise.

"I always believed those that order the men should share the fate of their mistakes Asha. You have allowed men and children to be terrorized so I shall do that to you. You have ordered the deaths of my people and so you shall pay your Iron price. Be thankful that I am not a disgusting man to allow men to rape you as you have done." Harry slow as he started to slowly walk forward towards her. His eyes started to glow in his face as the emerald's shined from his power.

The fear started to radiate off of her as he stepped three feet from her, all of the iron-born were not looking up staring at what was happening. "You see Asha, I am going to send you to where you brother rests and soon you father shall join you. I will destroy your father's line today once and for all. King Robert should have done it before I will correct that mistake."

"My brother will not be caught so easily you Barbarian scum." Asha stated firmly.

"Oh Theon, I am sorry to say made a mistake." Harry smiled with darkness flickering on his face as he reached into the pouch at his side slowly pulling out the head of the boy to drop at her feet. He watched her face as it froze in terror and despair. at the death of her baby brother. "He paid the price for his murderous ways, and now it is your turn. I learned the hard way that to let people go with a slap on the wrist solves nothing. Good bye Asha Greyjoy. May your god give you the mercy on your soul that I will not."

Harry raised his hand upwards unleashing his magic as he whispered, "Aguamenti."

Out of his hand a globe of water poured forth to float above his hand. It slowly started to fill out then float over as Harry concentrated to surround the head of Asha. She struggled but the strong men holding her coupled with her bindings gave her no chance to break free. It took five minutes before the last air bubbles escaped her mouth but eventually they did. Harry kept the water there for ten minutes before he let it drop to the ground soaking it as her corpse fell the ground dead.

His emerald eyes blazed as he turned towards the Ironborn captives his voice easy to hear as he called out, "Who next wants to join your god you bloody scum? Or who wants to take the black and live?"

Surprisingly he had thirty two men sign up for the Night's Watch without any further fight.

Author note: This chapter was shorter then I wanted it to be so my apologies there. I was debating to keep Asha alive or not but in the end I figured this darker Harry that learned the mistakes of second chances from the war would not easily let her go free. Any thoughts? Like or dislike? Still too powerful? Next chapter a bit more of Robb/Catelyn and some Sansa I think will be coming in the future too. Any suggestions or help is always welcome.