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Harry Potter, saviour of the Wizarding world and Westeros's new resident was running through Kingslanding with his hand pinched around his nose. The bubblecharm did nothing to prevent the horrid stink as there was no fresh air to draw in or isolate from the foul toxic air.

The magical Lord ran past many of the capitals dirty stinking residents, intent on getting to the red castle before one of his familiars come through with the threat of vomiting in his clothes. He did not apologise or stop to when he knock down any one or anything.

The air became clearer as he ran up hill that lead straight up to the gates separating the castle from the city, the air was clear enough for him to release his held in breath along with his familiars who breath in the less toxic air.

S "Master, I beg of you to never approach that city again!"S Ladon begged as she peeked her head out from his sleeve to breath in the fresh air that she was deprived off from the stinking city behind them.

S "I can't promise that I won't come to the capital, but I can promise to never come to the city."S He responded back, taking in the air, savouring it before moving on.

As Harry approach the gate leading into the courtyard of the Castle, a pair of arm men in gilded steel chain man block his path "Halt! No one enters without Permission from the King or the Hand!" on of the guards commanded as they're hands warped around the handles of their sheathed swords.

Harry simply gave a friendly closed eye smile at the arm men "Oh but you see sir, I do have permission" he said

"from who?" the guard asked unaware of the threat before him until

"Confundus." Harry whispered as his wand slightly poked out of his sleeve curtesy of Ladon who rested under his arm, the two guards were confused about what they doing and why they were there. Harry hid his wand under his palm as he gained a serious look before say "From me, and you will escort me to the throne room.".

Thanks to the spell that made the two loose focus of what they were doing, they were easily fooled into dropping their guard and gesturing him in "Of course, right this way m'lord."

Harry will admit that the castle was magnificent in both architecture and size, a mix between Roman and English castle design, red walls that brighten up the inside like the outside, velvet curtains for every open window he passed,

He was eventually led to two large iron doors to what he could assume was the throne room, he dismissed his escort and waited until they left before using his magic to pry the door open until they where wide open.

He saw a large hall, not as large of Hogwarts grand hall but large enough for a group of people and two extremely large dragons to fit in.

A large quantity of people in expensive fine dresses and robes stood front of the doors, they turned to see what had opened to doors. Harry strode in, walking past the masses, his eye's took into detail those he saw as important in the room.

At the end of the hall, and sitting on large iron throne with sword sticking out from the back was an older pump if not big bellied man, possibly about Sirus's age or older from his pale hair made him looked older then he was, his amethyst eye's sparked with ancient power and madness.

Yet there were two big noticeable things in the room, like the two imposing dragons that put the Hungarian Horntail to shame in both size and features, sitting beside the king with it's head coiled around the throne eying him wearily was a large midnight coloured dragon that's blazing red eye's locked with his emerald green serpentine eye's.

To the far left in stands far from the throne was a group of people with identical pale hair and amethyst eye's who stared at him with a familiar look high and mighty look he was all to familiar with in the wizarding world, they all stood there adorned in rich red clothes of royalty and jewels, yet another dragon stood beside them, a golden scaled dragon with red blazing eye's.

Harry strode in, passing the masses gathered at the front of the hall, not paying them any attention as his eye's were solely focused on the king and his two dragons, Harry stopped a few feet before the steps and the seven men in full plated gilded steel armour who's hands were gripping their sheathed swords on their hips "who are you to come without a summon?" The king, who said in the iron throne with melted swords sticking out from all ends.

"Apologies for not seeking an audience beforehand but I wanted to introduce my self." Harry gave a curtius bow to the Targaryen king as he introduced himself "Lord Harridan Peverell.".

Viserys scoffed at him "And what makes to think I care who you are? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't have my dragon roast you alive where you stand?"

Harry turned to the imposing dragon sitting beside the king, his head raised up at this master's aggressive tone and he looked at Harry with full attention, awaiting the command. Harry stepped forward to meet the challenge, his pupils sharpened before he spoke S "Excuse me, oh great king of the sky's. But could you refrain from attacking me."S he said in Parseltongue which surprised everyone within the room including the two dragons who stood up at full attention to the one being who had earned their interest.

To the Dragons, Harry spoke to them and they understood every word he said which was amazing they have never been able to communicate with anyone besides their own kind. However to the people in the throne room, the sounds and words that spilled out of his mouth was not something that no human could ever make as it as what came out in their ears was a mixture between hissing and a foreign language.

S "you can speak to me? You can understand me?"S The mid-night coloured dragon spoke or in the people's case, hummed as a repressed roar emanated from it's throat.

S "I understand you, all of you. Yet out of the many dragons I have seen you are by far the most impressive one of your kind I have ever seen."S The golden dragon held it's self up with pride at being called impressive from one who could understand it.

However not all liked Harry's casual talking to the mightiest creature in the room "w-what are you doing to my dragon?!" Demanded King Viserys who was now beginning to fear the man in front of him who somehow managed to halt his Dragon, HIS that only he could control.

Harry looked back to the white haired king with stone face expression "Your dragon and I are having pleasant conversation, he has also agreed to not attack me." He said so casually which

"Impossible! No one but my family can tame them!" Viserys exclaimed before turning to his dragon and commanding him "Attack!" he shouted to the creature that could easily kill him without a struggle, the imposing dragon looked at him before snorting and drawing his attention back onto Harry "What are you waiting for attack! Attack you worthless Beast!" Viserys demanded, standing up from his throne with maddening anger on his face.

"You should be more respectful to the greatest creature within the room." Harry advised the disolusional mad man who was demanding the ship sized mythical creature to attack him.

The king then rounded on a younger in the stand with the rest of his family "Aegon! command Sunfyre to Attack this Fool!" the eldest son turned to his golden scaled dragon, and commanded him to attack which the imposing beast was commited to do unlike the reluctant elder who was commanding the younger dragon to stop as she prepared to unleash her dreaded fire which pooled in her chest burning through her scales.

But before she could unleash it, Harry had hissed a single spell that halted her in act S "Imprio"S The unforgivable curse uttered in Parseltongue had halted the eager beast in it's tracks, taking full control of her mind as she sits there with a dazed look and glassy blue eye's instead of red blazing ruby's.

Aegon along with the rest of his family and subjects where dumbstruck by the dragons sudden lack of movement from a single hiss from Harry's lips "it- she won't attack your grace. She has never disobeyed me before?".

"do you finally understand what is happening?" Everyone turned back to him in fear and horror as being who was not a Targaryen had taken control of their dragons "do finally grasp what stands before you, what power you once possess is now gone with a single word from my lips."

Anger and sheer madness gripped the old kings mind and he did the only thing he only knew to do "Seize him!" He commanded his Kings Guard who drew they still swords and advanced slowly on Harry who sighed at the Kings arrogance and maddening stupidity. As they near a flash of power exploded from Harry like a beacon, sending those near it flying in all directions, knocking them out as some ether hit the walls or other people unlucky enough to be in the way.

A hush silence once again engulf the hall as the King and his family were gob smacked by what they saw and could not explain, only watch as the realm's best knights were taken down in an instant "Again you fail to grasp what you do not understand. Anything that you throw at me, I will repel back with powers you would never dream of having." His words sent chills down the spines of everyone in the room who now recognised him as the greatest threat they had ever seen, many dropped to their knee's praying to the gods for salavation believing him to some sort of demon, others thought he was the stranger and prayed to him in hushed pray's in order to save themselves in what they believed to be their end "Send a sword at me and I will melt it in an instant. Send your dragons and I turn them against you. Send an army and I will send my own dragons against it."

"Dragons?" That single word held the entire rooms attention, all curious to see his dragons.

"Girls if you would." From out of his back three unique creatures sprang out and slithered onto the floor before everyone watched in awe and fear as they grew into their full size, standing as tall as the largest dragon in the room on their slim scally bodies, each just a beautiful and as terrifying as the last as they're serpentine bodies sway hypnotically from side to side, their dagger like fangs bared out and ready to strike when needed.

The entire court broke out in hushed whispers of fear and horror as they stared in awe at the magnificent and terrifying beasts that where fought to be myth apart from their winged siblings.

"By the seven." The king breathed out as horrifying realisation that he was now vaunable, weak against this unknown man who strode into his home and castle like he owned it and disarmed him of his guards and two dragons. He now had him and his entire family at sword point, but the question is why? "What is it that you want? Land? Money? The iron throne?"

Harry regarded the frighten man with no emotion or compassion, only starring down at the hyperventilating king who sunk deeper into his metal throne "What you have I do not need. Gold, I possess more than you can imagen. Land, I already own my own" He walked up the steps in a slow stalk as he spoke in a flat tone that eachoed throughout the silent hall until he stopped just before the king who cowered in his throne before him as Harry's shadow washed him. "And I do not desire what I do not need, I came here not to conquer or to take but to introduce myself and be done with it." many were once again baffled by his strange attitude and where confused as to why he would not take the most desired object and position in the world when he held it's currently rulers hostage.

Many were envious of him and his powers, thinking that he was a fool for not taking the chance to seize all seven kingdoms in one fell swoop like they would've had they been in his position, but like everyone else they were thankful that his intentions weren't evil or otherwise monstrous.

"Now that that's been done, I bid you all a fond farewell." Harry turned around and walked back down the steps, the tapping of his shoes echoed through the silent hall as everyone's eye's followed the fleeing lord, their minds unable to comprehend what just happened in the past 10 minutes or so.

As Harry neared his fully grown Basilisks he stopped as a sudden shout bounced through the hall "What!?" the man beside the king, his sibling or relative spoke out, baffled by this act that most if not all men would use to get something, namely control of the seven kingdoms or more "surely there is something that you want? You wouldn't have come here just to introduce your self." Everyone leaned forward to hear or know what else this mysterious man had come for.

Harry didn't bother turning back to address the man "I came out of pure curiosity, To see what the capital of the seven kingdoms is like, and the family that ruled it. And I have to say…" everyone leaned forward as he turned to look at them with a judging look that made them feel like insects under the boot of giant "I'm disappointed, not a mile close to your city and I was revolted by the sickening stench that even made my dragons violently ill, and to top it off I meet the so called Targaryens who hold all seven kingdoms in an iron grip only to find that they're nothing more then dragon riders." despite his insults that they never would've took had it been someone else, they were sane enough to not provoke the man who had greater power then them.

"Again I bid you ado." his Basilisk's shrunk down back to human size to everyone's amazement and coiled around Harry, leering at anyone foolish enough to move on their master before he Apparated away right before them.

Silence was all there was as everyone tried to comprehend all that had happened right before them, soon enough one of them who's mind snapped out of mind blowing daze that had engulf the minds of all was solely focusing on one thing, Blind anger and hate fuelled it desire for revenge against his humiliation and attack on his pride, The King who was the first to come to bare with what just happened stood up with new found energy and resolve "summon the small council! This is an important matter that needs to be dealt with!"

-small council-

The small council was assembled within an instant as all of it's members were already in the throne room and had seen what had transpired there, all of it's members were lords of renowned skill and resources that each had a place and role in maintaining the six kingdoms all together.

They were composed of 7 members excluding the king who had the final say and command in all council meeting should he attend in which his hand would decide in the fate of all laws and descions made in the council in the kings absences.

At the top of the rectangular table seating next to the king was an man older if not the same age, he wore rich emerald green silk clothes with a golden pendent with the sidgil of a hand on his chest, he was Caucasian with white short hair and a matching beard, he tried to calm the furious king down without turning his ire onto himself "Your grace I understand that-"

"Silence!" King Viserys roared silencing his council members who knew better then to speak out against their king especially with his temper at this moment "I have summoned you all here on what your advice is to deal with this Lord Peverell" "Where did he come from? Surely you my small council have heard something related to this man?"

A man, younger then his elder members spoke out, "Your Grace as master of whispers I am sorry to say that even he is an enigma to me. I have heard nothing of this man, not even a whisper of rumour of someone fitting his description or abilities." Lord Larys Strong, a man in his middle years with short brown hair and a small beard forming around his mouth from his upper lip that joined around to his chin "yet his families name is somewhat familiar yet I could not remember where I heard it from."

Tyland Lannister the master of ships was a young man with long blonde hair and green eye's, he bared the ancient sidgil of the golden lion on his high quality leather coat "His ability to teleport could be the reason why my spies haven't heard or seen him enter the seven kingdoms by ship, because he never used one to come here." As the Master of Ships it was his duty to keep track of trades and ships coming in and out of the seven kingdoms, so it falls onto him to make sure that no ship smuggles their way into kingslanding without his command or what cargo they've secretly got hidden away.

Next was Lord Jasper Wylde the master of laws who was in charge of law and order of Kingslanding, he was his job to make sure that the realm is safe and secure from criminals and rouge's "He came here out of pure Curiosity. With powers like his he could have easily taken the Iron throne without even trying yet he did not. A man who's intentions are unknown is a dangerous one especially when he's got sea Dragons at his back." It was not just the king who was at the mercy of this unknown lord but everyone in the room of not the entire realm, and all this man wanted was to assess them.

A bold and cunning move, if you wanted to know about your competition or enemies you first needed to know who they are and what they have, and that was what he just did and more, the only problem is that they do not know anything about him.

Where he is, where he came from and what he plans to do next?

It was terrifying to not know anything about someone who just waltz into your home and took out your entire force without so much as flinching.

"I say we don't do anything." The entire room turned to the Master of Coin who sat relaxed in his chair as he looked at his fellow members with a natural look, Lord Lyman Beesbury a well known supporter of Rhaenyra spoke out earning looks from his fellow members and the king and his brother "This Lord Harridan came here just to Introduce himself and judge you, if he wanted he could have just killed you right on the spot but he refrained from doing it. I say we try and make friends out of such a man."

"Friends!? You want us to befriend this… Upstart Lord who dared to threaten me in my own throne room!?"

"Your grace, I believe an alliance with this lord would benefit you more greatly then marking him as an enemy. And his ability to speak with dragons along with having sea dragons is a unique skill, one I'm sure your family would benefit from." Lyman's explanation had the Kings ear who's famous Targaryen wrath and anger was calmed down as he listened to the intriguing idea his master of coin was proposing. "Your grace, you have two daughters who is of the blooming age and has yet to be married, a marriage between one of them and this new lord would produce Future Targaryen's with the power of Magic and the command over all dragons." Viserys mind was now filled with the prospect of Future Targaryen children speaking to their dragons as well as commanding the Sea Dragons this New Lord has brought.

"Hmmm… your words are true... Yes! a union with lord would produce future Targaryen's with power to control Dragons better." and with that, King Viserys was now dead set on gaining Harry's abilities and adding to his family.

-meanwhile in another room-

In another room two woman of Pale blonde hair and Amathyst eye's were also discussing the recent events in the throne room like every other lord and lady that was there to witness it.

"I must say, that was interesting to see." Princess Rhaenys Velaryon nee Targaryen, Youngest sister to Viserys Targaryen and wife to Corlys Velaryon was drinking her wine with a satisfied smirk upon her beautiful face as she played back the images of her oldest brother being taken down a peg or two.

She did not hate her brother or loath him, it was just so funny to her to see him actually brought down to the same level as the rest of his subject and experience fear and powerlessness. But like everyone else she too feared this new lord who wielded strange powers that brought down the entire kingsguard within the room, and command their dragons to not attack as well as those fearsome sea dragons that everyone thought to be nothing but myths the Iron born make stories about.

Sitting opposite her and looking out of a window was even more beautiful woman, younger than princess Rhaenys, a young pale blonde haired woman in her teens, she was astoundingly beautiful for her age, she wore a dark red dress with flames designs etched into top of the dress that joined in with her long black skirt dropped to her ankles, a gold circlet (a princess or queen crown) decorated with glittering Jewels and Dragon designs was adorned around her head under her long pale blonde hair and around her crown.

This was Rhaenyra Targaryen, the eldest child of King Viserys and heir to the Iron Throne, as the only child for a time before her younger Brother Aegon was brought into the world, she was named as heir and future queen of the Iron throne, a feat and a historical moment for the seven kingdoms for having a woman become the future monarch of the realm but like the backwards society and Patriarch rule not many supported her right to rule even though they all swore fealty to her, she still had to compete in the political game Known as the Game of Thrones that every lord has to play in order to survive. She has to fight to keep her status as Heir from her half Brother Aegon who was the eldest son of her step mother's Queen Alicent Targaryen Nee Hightower other two children. The queen along with her father Lord Otto Hightower who was her father Hand conspired to make her son heir.

Her father unlike the rest of the realm was blind to the internal conflict within his own family, he didn't notice how half of the family was split between her with her Aunty and uncle Prince Daemon Targaryen, against Queen Alicent and her family which was her children and father.

Rhaenyra turned to her aunt who was more of a mother to her then her step mother with an amazed bewildered look "interesting is not the word I would use Auntie Rhaenys. The things he did, the hissing that shouldn't come out of another man's mouth and the…" she shivered at the memory of Harry speaking Parseltongue which in her case was hearing inhuman hissing emanating from his mouth "The Dragons. He has sea dragons at his command." She whispered in awe at the sight of the magnificent beast's that competed with her family's dragons.

"That, and fact that he used some sort of power to disable all of your fathers men."

Rhaenyra remembered that burst of power that washed off of him that instantly knocked out all of the kings guard and Targaryen men in the throne room "Yes… what you think that strange power was?"

"…Magic?" Rhaenys guessed as there was no other word to describe that power he used.

-Later in another room-

In another room two people were also discussing the recent event that happened in the throne room.

One of them was Ser Otto Hightower the Hand of the King who recently left the Council chambers in a hurry to inform his daughter, Queen Alicent who was the other person in the room.

She was an older woman in her middle years if not older, she had long dark brown hair that was braided into one long braid that dropped down to her lower back, she wore a green dress in the same colour as her father, a gold circlet in a crown design was adorned on her head.

A stressed look graced the older woman's beautiful face "What are we to do now that something like him has appeared?" Alcent may not have been at the kings side when Harry strode in, she was with the other ladies of the court and bare witness to the power and introduction of the sea dragons that sprung from his back. In that very moment her entire life flashed before her eye's, all of her work to put her son on the throne gone, all of it gone with the smirking triumphant look on this new threats face"He could have destroy us all and taken the throne but he simply walked away after taking down the entire kings guard and nullifying my husband and son's dragons.".

While Alicent was completely stressing out, her father remained calm "We could use this."

Alicent stopped in her panicking to look at her father with a curious expression "What do you mean father?"

Otto smiled at his daughter before he retold her what happened in the small council "In the small council meeting, Lord Lyman Beesbury suggested that we enter in marriage alliance between one of his graces children and Lord Peverell." His daughter started to relax as the wheels in her head started to turn from the opportunity presented to them "you and I can push for Rhaenyra to marry this lord to ensure that by his graces will, The legacy of his family would have greater control over all dragons."

"And Rhaenyra would no longer be heir to the throne." A devious smirk made it's way onto her lips as she foresaw this as an opportunity to rob Rhaenyra of her throne without bloodshed "Yes we could use this to put Aegon on the throne after his sister has wedded This Peverell."

-a week later, back at Castle Peverell.-

A week as gone by since he introduced himself to Royal family.

Word quickly spread throughout the seven kingdoms of this new lord who had the Targaryen's at his mercy, and an official decree was ordered for the knowledge or whereabouts of Lord Peverell.

A great many changes happened to Harry's new home.

The large cove under the castle was gone as a large cliff wall stood in it's place yet water seemed to flow through it the wall like it didn't exist.

Behind the charmed wall was small port connected to the inner parts of the cave where large tunnels running in and out from all corners of the inner walls along with a few submerged under the ocean water.

Perfectly carved stone steps ran up from the port and into a large carved gate of man face, who 's beard ran wild like tentacles, the top of his head was devoid of hair except around the back where it dropped down and joined the beard, it's mouth opened up in a silent scream.

Inside was a large open room the size of Hogwarts great hall, it was rounded in shape with path ways and corridors leading out of it from all directions. Painting of noble men and woman clothed from Ancient medieval armour and clothing to old Victorian styles and even up to modern day, yet all of them all seemed to bear a signet ring or sword in their portraits.

Sets of armour and weapons adorned the walls of the long and large corridors that had green decorative walls with serpents slithering across intertwined together at the bottom.

"so what do you think?" "Which of these do you think should be my House sigil?"

The first shield to the left was pure white in background with three different coloured snakes circling around devouring each other in ring, while in the middle of their circle was dark sword pointing down.

The second on in the middle was red in background a white screaming skull stood with three different colour snakes coming out of each opening, from the mouth a green snake, the left eye a Black snake and the right the blue which coiled around the skull with the other.

The third and final on the right was dark in background, Three snakes sprang up from the bottom to the top, on the left was the green serpent facing to the west unleashing a poisonous green breath, to the right was the dark serpent facing the east breathing fire and in-between them was the blue serpent standing tall and roaring right at you, a thunderbolt stood on top of the serpents.

"I like the 2nd one master." Kreacher said looking at the darker themed sigil then all of the other.

"I like which one you like master Harry." Dobby

S"I look fat in the middle one."S Ladon complained looking at the picture of her self in the second shield with a disgruntled look.

S"your not fat Ladon"S Lernaean reassured the emerald skinned Basilisk

S"your just a bit chubby"S Typhon Laughed at her jab towards poison breathing Basilisk who hissed at her in anger before lunging at her, crashing into her and sending the both of them across the room prompting a fight between the two, their fangs bared at each other and circling around the room, just as they were about to attack each other they suddenly found that they couldn't move much less feel the floor.

Harry had the two Basilisk who acted like a sisters in the air so they couldn't use the ground to attack each other "Alright break it up the both of you. I need your opinion on which of these should represent us and those of my future line." after a few moments in mid air the two finally calm down enough for Harry to settle them down and space from each other so one of them namely Ladon didn't sneak an attack in for Typhon Jab at her figure.

S" I like the last one, It shows who we are."S Lernaean hissed looking at the third and final Sidgil that showed off their abilities.

S" I second that."S Typhon agreed.

S"same, it brings out the beauty of my scales."S Ladon agreed as she fixed her gaze on the green serpent standing to full height and unleashing it's poisonous breath .

"Alright The girls like the third one. Now on with the words." Harry translated to the two elves, one of whom was disappointed that his choice wasn't pick but he quickly got over it because he wanted to know what else his lord had in store for them to choose. "Which do you think really speaks for us."

with a swish of his wand he drew in scarlet flames in the air words that floated in front of his household.

Power in Blood.

In secrets we keep.

As sharp as a Fang.

Magic and Secrets.

In death we embrace.

In shadows we hear.

Magic and Blood.

Birth, Death, Rebirth.

Kreacher hummed in thought as his eye's read the floating words before him "Hmmm... hard to choose master, but I like P *Power in Blood*." Being a house elf for countless years to a strict pure blood family had twisted the elf's mind, not to mention to the mental damaged done to elf when Regulus Black used him to get at Voldemorts locket by drinking Poison that was meant to hold his horcrux.

Still the words did have a meaning in a way, when not seen from the pure blood's point of view.

"I like the *Magic and Secrets.* master Harry." Dobby chippered in his usual happy tone.

S"I like the third one. *As Sssssharp as a Fang.*"S Ladon hissed out.

S"I Perssssonaly like the forth one *In Shadows We Hear.*S Typhon the dark scaled basilisk choose the 6th words because of her master's ability to hear and speak to other reptiles that hear what humans don't want to be heard outside of closed doors and windows.

"I'm not really bothered at all of what we pick."S Lernaean said, not taking an interest in what words for her master's house should be.

"Okay, we undecided In what the words for our house should be. so lets focus on our next course of action in this new world."

"Master should use his power to take the throne and rule like the powerful master of death that he is." Kreacher suggested which got roars or hisses of approval from everyone else.

"Dobby Agree's with Kreacher on some exstent. Master Harry should use his power to assert control over the land as it's new lord." Dobby the happy and the non-violent elf agreed the older, gruffer elf on his idea. The younger and smaller elf was deathly loyal to Harry who saved him from his previous aabusive master, so the Elf wanted what was best for his new master.

"We agree. Master should use hissss power to dominate thissss world and rule as it'ssss lord and master assss issss your right as master of death." Lernaean cooed as she coiled around Harry and hissed the enticing idea in his ear.

"No!" He stated firmly at the proposal, silencing their voice's "While it would be easy to take this world and make it my own. i'm not just going to conquer this new world, I just want to settle down after everything and start a new life here." True to form, Harry wanted to get away from his old world to start fresh in a new world without the wizarding world and muggle world breathing down his neck.

"But what about displaying your power to the rulers?" Dobby inquired why his master visited the Red Keep and held the entire ruling family hostage.

"I wanted to know who the current monarchs were, and what made them so feared and powerful. It was disappointing to see them as nothing more then simple dragon riders drunk on their power."

S"Sssso what do you think they'll do now that you've introduced yourself?"S

"hmmm... hard to say. mankind's nature to fear what they do not understand will turn to anger and hate at what I am and envy what I possess. From the way the nobility dress's and acts, they will seek me out to ether kill me for glory or power, or to form alliance under the guise of protection from other families or nations."

S"They are foolssss if they think they could intimidate you master."S

"on that we agree. but still it would be funny to see them try."

-Outside Harry's castle-

Outside the fortified and imposing castle, a simple merchant caravan was riding down a nearby dirt road on route to the crown lands, the driver/ owner/ merchant was steering the one horse driven carriage through the country road like many times before, carrying ware's and food to the capital from the Reach. The wealthy merchant was doing what he usual does when driving down the road, looking for bandits that might be awaiting to pilliage his carriage of goods and wealth, and seeing the lush and beautiful landscape of the crown lands around him, from the healthy and beautiful flowers and plants on the side of the road to the large imposing castle on the edge of a cliff.

...wait what!?

The merchents head snapped back to the castle that was currently occupying a once empty space on the large grass filled cliff that overlooked the plains leading to the road he was currently traveling on.

The nameless merchant halted his carriage in favour of studying the awe inspiring castle that stood imposing before him, it's tall towers pointed up to the sky and standing taller then any tower he had ever seen, not even Hightower's highest tower could compare to the larger tower that had a moving ticking clock on all four of it's faces.

The Merchant had been traveling up and down this road for half his life to know that this castle had never been there before, as well as traveling down this same road from the capital a week before it's appearance. He like everyone from the highest born to the lowest commoner had heard of the incident that happened to the Targaryens, when this unknown lord had control their fearsome dragons by speaking in monstrous hisses and defeated they're entire kings guard with some unforeseen powers and bring forth three terrifying sea dragons.

But most importantly to the merchant was the big reward for any information regarding the whereabouts of this lord who vanished in the blink of an eye in front a crowd of nobles after that event that spread across the seven kingdoms like wildfire. The Merchant's mind was dead set on earn more gold then he could make in a life time so he whipped the horse causing it to start dragging the carriage again only this time faster because of the man hitting it rapidly in order to get the large reward he so greatly desired.

-kingslanding Red keep 3 day's later-

In the small council chambers the entire council members including the king himself were once again present, and once again the main topic was about Harry.

"Have you found anything relating to this lord?" King Viserys question his council who had been using every resource they have avalible to found out about this Harridan Peverell but all found no sign or whisper from him except for one who had looked into his families name.

"Your Grace, I did some digging in your families archives to learn that Peverell name descends from an old Vailyian family of warlocks and sorcerers that performed dealings with the Stranger." Lord Larys Strong the Master of Whispers said, earning the entire attention of the council including the king who was engrossed in this information from his loyal councilmen "It has an interesting story about three nameless brothers who founded this house by encountering Stranger and earning three powerful objects that allowed each brother to retain a certain ability of the Stranger."

"and tell me what are these unique objects?" Viserys questioned, curious about this items of power and what they grant.

"One was a powerful wand that made the older brother unbeatable amoungst other sorcerers. the second was a jewel that allowed the second brother to call forth the dead from the next world and finally was the Stranger's own cloak which made the youngest invisible even to him."

"So what your saying is that this Peverell is descended from a powerful line of sorcerers that were each granted a gift from the Stranger?"

"Oh please... it all a lot of bull if you ask me." Tyland Lannister scoffed at the notion of gods and magic and items of magic "Gods don't descend on to world and gift three men with powerful objects, it's just so... impossible to believe."

Lord Larys regarded his fellow council men with a neutral expression "Believe what you want to believe but you and I saw the unbelievable in that throne room along with our king. This Lord Peverell weilds strange power and has command of three sea dragons who were nothing but myth until he came along, so I suggest you start believing in the unbelievable again Lord Lannister because it is here and it is not going away."

"Enough! what else do we know about this Peverell beside his family descending from Vailyia like my family? what about his hissing? is there anything we know about that!?"

"I'm afraid not my lord. all the records I went through described nothing about that ability, and anything that might have any indication on it was possibly destroyed during the Doom."

"So we have nothing!" Viserys exclaimed in anger, his temper boiling to the point of exploding in a fit of rage that had each and everyone of the small council members on edge as his anger could be directed to them for the smallest mistake when the doors to their chambers was opened by a Targaryen guard who was now the Kings new target to unleash his fury "WHAT!?"

"Appologies your grace." The guard Apologised, bowing before the king "But there a merchant here from the Reach who said's he has information regarding the new Lord."

His anger wavered enough to a rational level "Send him in."

The guard left the chambers and returned a minute later with a middle class looking man who's eye's gleamed with greed as he bowed before the council lords and the king "M'lords. your grace."

"Speak. what is it that you have on this new lord?"

"Well, your grace. I was steering my carriage of goods along through the Kingswood, admiring the surrounding lands when I noticed an odd placement that wasn't there before. An imposing and impressive castle, the likes of which put any other castle I've seen to shame.. except for your graces that is."

"Get to the point! where was the castle!?" Viserys demanded, getting impatient and angry at the long delays.

"N-north of the Wenderwater's, seating on a cliff before blackwater bay."

"That fucking close!" He roared before snapping his head at his councilmen for not seeing a unforeseen council in the crownlands not a few miles from Kingslanding "You my trust council men with a spy network the likes of which the worlds has never seen, couldn't see the fucking new castle just a few miles from the capital!?"

"Ser Otto!" The hand of the king snapped at attention when called "Arrange an armed escort to this castle. I want to see what this Lord Perverell castle for myself."

-3 days later at Serpents-

Harry was in his private study, combing through the ancent tomes of Salazar Slytherin written in Parseltongue with a couple written by the other known parseltongue wizard in History, Herpo the Foul which was basic instructions on creating other dragon or reptile like monsters that could be control through Parseltongue.

His familiar's sat near the lit fire place, bathing in the warmth but there relaxation would come to an end when the sensory wards outside their home went off, the magic around the castle flaired causing every living being inside to snap at attention and stop what they were doing, The basilisks rushed towards Harry who was moving to the door and coiled around him taking their respected places on him as they rest on his shoulders and head as he strode through the halls and out into the defence walls around his castle to see the cause.

"...well... I did not except to see them this soon."