To Train A Bad-Ass
By Stargatesg1fan1 Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized characters or universes within.
Women Bonded to Harry Potter in This Story
Ros is Played by Esme Bianco
Chapter 8
When Harry next awoke it was to feel a warm body pressed against him. He ran his hand down and felt a smooth back pressed against his hand. It was naked flesh that met his touch. He also felt the top of a slender butt. Harry's eyes snapped open at the same time as Arya's.
"Eragon," Arya said with a gasp as she took in the sight of him naked and realized she was naked as well. His reaction to her was quite apparent. "What? How?"
"I don't know," Harry said. "The last I remember is passing out in my armor." "And I as well," Arya said.
"I was able to access my magic enough to remove your armor," Saphira answered so both Arya and Eragon could hear. "Apparently my magic went a little too far. I couldn't get your clothes back on you. So, I left you like that. Judging from your reaction you don't seem to mind, Eragon."
"I would have to be a bloody fool to mind. I'm sorry Arya," Harry said as he looked away.
"You have nothing to apologize for," Arya said as she got out of bed and quickly began dressing in her clothes which had been transported nearby. "It's a perfectly healthy reaction."
Inwardly Arya was actually pleased that he found her so attractive. "How long have we been asleep?" Harry asked as he also pulled on his breeches.
"About a day and a half," Saphira answered. "Hrothgar sent a dwarf to find out what had happened to you. The story of you killing Durza has spread. Apparently, his spirits flew out over Farthen Dur and released the Urgals from some hold he had over them. The Urgal clans turned on each other before fleeing into the tunnels. I'm told the dwarves are quite upset about their giant sapphire. It was only the story of why it was shattered that has somewhat appeased them."
Arya winced realizing she was in for some tough times for her actions. Harry came over and took her hand.
"Whatever animosity you face for your deed we will face it together. You did it to distract Durza and save me. You weren't to know it was unneeded. We'll leave that little fact out of the story and just tell the dwarves it distracted Durza at the right time," Harry said.
"I figured you would feel as such and edited the story slightly in my retelling for that particular revision," Saphira said.
Arya teared up that these two were willing to lie a little to save her animosity from the dwarves. Eragon's touch reminded her how good it had felt to wake up pressed against him for however brief time it had lasted while she was awake.
"Thank you," Arya said.
"It is what one does for a friend," Saphira sent as she leaned down to put her head closer to Saphira.
"You two are good friends to have," Arya said as she reached up tentatively and ran her fingers along the small scales surrounding Saphira's eyes.
"I think you're a pretty good friend to us as well," Harry said.
Harry and Arya's gazes were locked with one another. Heat flowed between them. Harry was wishing to be more than friends. Arya was finding herself more attracted to that idea. She was starting to become open to it despite her concerns she would merely distract Eragon from his duty. She hadn't yet fully expressed those concerns to him. The moment was broken by a new arrival. Angela, still dressed in her armor, appeared at the mouth of the cave. Solembum was there as well now back in his cat form.
"Hello you three," Angela greeted.
"Hello Angela, Solembum," Harry replied.
Arya nodded in greeting.
"I take it things have still not fully stabilized below if you are wearing your armor?" Arya inquired.
"The situation is not wholly safe. But it's a lot better. We brought you some food," Angela said as she held up a basket. "Saphira, the dwarves carried up some meat at the mouth of the hold below."
"Thank you," Harry said. "I'm famished."
"As am I," Arya admitted.
"I'll leave you to it then. I mostly just wanted to see for myself that you were alright. I heard you took a terrible wound in your Shadeslaying, Eragon."
"Arya did what she could," Harry said as he turned and showed her his back. He hadn't put on his shirt yet. "We will see if my people can do more," Arya added. "They are great healers," Angela said with a nod.
"Won't you stay and eat with us?" Harry asked.
"I've already eaten and there is much to be done," Angela said. "You three should stay up here and relax. You've done your part."
Angela made her farewells and then left leaving behind the food. There was food with meat for Harry and a meat-less version of the meal for Arya.
"I'm going to go down to eat where the entrance is," Saphira sent before leaving.
She didn't want to drag what was likely to be very bloody meat all over the place.
"Do all elves abstain from eating meat?" Harry asked as they ate.
"Yes," Arya confirmed. "We have found ways to make dishes without meat very tasty."
"I don't think a human would be able to survive on a diet of no meat very well in this world. We wouldn't get enough out of the food given the hard lives we lead," Harry mused.
"Magic does make it a lot easier," Arya agreed. "Your traveling companion on the way here, Murtagh. What happened to him?"
"He made it out of the valley we entered through and is camped nearby," Harry explained.
"You may wish to check on him soon. With the Urgals in the area he may not be very safe," Arya suggested.
"You're right. I should have thought of that," Harry said.
"You have had much on your mind Eragon," Arya pointed out. The two talked as they ate. But Arya could tell he was worried about his half-brother. After the meal was finished Arya
retrieved her sword and approached the mouth of the cave. "Put a shirt on and let's go check on Murtagh."
Harry quickly did so. When they mounted Saphira, Arya got on behind him and wrapped her arms around his midsection. Saphira quickly flew out of the dragon hold. She headed towards the tunnel they had used to enter Farthen Dur. The guards on the tunnel didn't challenge them and let them out of the mountain. The journey took a little over half an hour. But soon the trio was in the valley they had made their way in on. It took the better part of an hour to find Murtagh's camp or what was left of it. There were signs of a fight including a dead Urgal.
"No," Harry said when he saw the evidence. "Saphira, can you smell them?" "I cannot. This happened too long ago," Saphira said. "Try scrying for him," Arya suggested.
Harry nodded and found some water. He tried the scrying spell. But nothing happened. When Arya was looking around he even tried a variation of a point me spell. Again, nothing happened. The point me spell should have at least pointed to a body.
"I don't think he's dead," Harry said. "It's like something is blocking my attempts to locate him."
"That can be done," Arya said. "But it is not easy. What would you like to do?"
"I don't see what we can do but return to Farthen Dur. Chances are we will never find him unless our paths are fated to cross again," Harry said.
"You are probably right," Arya said.
Harry was unhappy. But what else could he do? He decided he would be sending more of his snitch-probes out to look at Empire strongholds where they would be likely to take Murtagh. Harry decided on the trip back that he needed a break. He would return to Westeros and later come back to this exact moment. Riding on Saphira's back with Arya pressed behind him with her arms around him was a good way to leave and return to Alagaesia.
Westeros "What is it?" Ros asked as she found her lover staring at her with an intense look.
She had been amusing herself watching his new baby dragon Everflame when she had sensed Jon's presence. She turned around to find him staring at her with a look of what she quickly realized was untamed lust.
"Bend over the bed, now," Harry growled.
"You don't have to tell me twice," Ros said as she quickly shucked off her dress and assumed the position on the bed.
Harry took Ros hard. It had been far too long since he had gotten laid. He filled her with his seed several times before he was once more satisfied.
Meanwhile Tyrion Lannister had arrived in Kings Landing to assume the position as Hand of the King at his father's request. Tywin Lannister was using his army to secure his borders surrounding the capitol.
At the same time Daenerys' small remaining khalisar was moving through a region of Essos known as the red waste. Their group was not doing well. Daeny looked dirty, sunburnt, exhausted, hungry, and thirsty. But despite all of that she was still beautiful. Harry was following along with her journey via a snitch-probe.
"What did your brother say about what they eat?" Irri asked Daeny as Daeny tried feeding one of the dragons a hunk of horse meat.
"All he said was that they eat meat," Daeny replied. "He didn't say what type of meat?" Irri asked. "I doubt he knew," Daeny admitted.
She returned the small black dragon named Drogon to one of the cages carried by one of their few remaining horses just as the mare that Drogo had given her dropped from exhaustion. Daeny rushed up and examined it before looking to Jorah.
"Does this red waste ever end?" Daeny asked.
"This is further east than I have ever been. But yes. The red waste does end," Jorah replied.
Daenerys stood and called over her remaining bloodriders.
"Rakharo, Aggo, Kovarro," Daeny began. "Take our remaining horses and ride east, northeast, and southeast. Look for cities, caravans, and rivers or lakes."
Rakharo was all set to go at Daeny's words. But then Rosetta appeared. "Rosetta," Jorah said, spotting her first.
"Jorah Mormont," Rosetta said. She turned to Daeny who was paying the magical creature all her focus. "Daenerys, you want to proceed that way," She said while pointing in a particular direction. You will need water and food for your journey."
Rosetta waved her hand and caused a disillusioned large wooden container which held several hundred gallons of water Harry had transferred to reveal itself. Another trough filled with food appeared. The people of the Khalisar rushed off to the provisions while Daeny and Jorah remained.
"Why do you help us?" Daeny asked. "Not that I'm ungrateful."
"Your help will be needed to fight the coming threats. Your nephew will need your help," Rosetta said.
"What help could I possibly be? He is the rightful King," Daeny pointed out.
"You underestimate yourselves. Your hardships will forge you into a strong leader and warrior. My people foresee Jon as a strong leader for humans. But his rule will be enhanced if he has strong women by his side," Rosetta said.
"Don't you mean a strong woman?" Daeny asked.
"No. We foresee several women by your nephew's side. Your house has come too close to extinction. Your blood is powerful. But it needs to be preserved and spread. Your nephew can do that. And you could help him. Your dreams will guide you," Rosetta said.
Daeny's minds flashed back to the carnal dreams she had had. And just like that Rosetta was gone.
"I learn a lot every time we speak to her," Daeny said. "I can definitely agree with that," Jorah said.
Westeros, North of the Wall
Harry dismounted his horse outside of a small structure known as Craster's Keep. Craster was a wildling who owned the small wooden home. Eddison 'Edd' Tollett walked up beside Harry.
"I was born in a place like this," Edd said as he looked around at the structure. "Later I fell on hard times."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Harry said. "It seems like most everyone who ended up here at the Night's Watch fell on hard times."
"Are those girls?" Sam said as he saw a woman dressed in heavy furs carrying a tray of some sort.
"Craster's daughters," Edd explained. "I haven't seen a girl in six months," Sam said. "I would keep on not seeing them if I were you," Edd advised. "Craster don't like people messing with his daughters?" Grenn asked.
"He don't like people messing with his wives," Edd corrected. This earned Edd strange looks from them all. "He marries his daughters. And they give him more daughters. On and on it goes."
"That's foul," Sam declared. "It's beyond foul," Grenn said.
"Incest between cousins or relations such as those isn't too frowned upon in Westeros. But parent and child is definitely off," Harry said.
"Craster has managed to stay here even when all the other wildlings for a hundred leagues have disappeared. He must be doing something right," Edd pointed out before walking off.
"I want to know what Craster does with his sons," Harry said with suspicion in his heart.
Harry entered the structure known as Craster's Keep a short while later and used a Notice-Me- Not charm to keep himself from being observed. He wanted to do some observing of his own.
"I haven't seen Benjen Stark in years. I haven't missed him. Always treated me like scum," Craster said before taking a drink of wine. "Haven't had any good wine for a long time. You southerners make good wine."
All wildlings considered anyone south of the wall as southerners. Harry listened to the conversation for a while longer. But he couldn't stomach watching Lord Commander Mormont having to bow down to Craster's ego. Craster spoke his mind and treated the men of the Night's Watch like shit taking what he wanted. It was only because those of Westeros believed in guest right and courtesy that Craster hadn't ended up dead. When Harry exited the keep it was to feel something odd. It was a sense of magic that was foreign to him. It was magic yes. But it wasn't a flavor of magic for lack of a better description he had tasted before. The flavor tasted to Harry's senses as pure, powerful, and natural. He followed this feeling off into the woods. He walked for maybe five minutes until he was well out of sight of the keep. A creature seemingly appeared between two trees.
She had been using some kind of magic that allowed her to blend in with the trees. Her skin was dark gray-green. Moss seemed to be growing in her hair. Her eyes were a mossy green Harry had never seen in a human. Her clothing appeared to be grown out of some sort of vine. She had a sort of exotic beauty about her. And she was the source of the magic Harry had sensed.
"Welcome world walker," Leaf greeted. "I am called Leaf. Do you prefer to be called Jon Snow or Harry Potter?"
Her simple statement revealed just how much she knew.
"Either is fine by me. When we are alone Harry is preferable. When we are in the company of anyone from Westeros who doesn't know about me then Jon."
Leaf bowed her head slightly in acceptance and approached closer.
"I am one of the Children of the Forest. My kind and our ally the Three Eyed Raven have been watching your actions using a magic native to this world called Greenseeing. We have seen much of you. You have changed the fate of Westeros in many ways. But we felt with our help it could be even better. Already your intervention will possibly see my people survive the coming darkness. Would you consent to come with me to speak with our ally? You will not be gone long given your unique mode of transportation," Leaf explained.
Normally Harry would be weary of trusting someone so soon after meeting them. But Leaf just radiated trustworthiness.
"I will come," Harry said as he approached closer.
"It took me a long time to come this far south. Would you peer into my surface thoughts and take the location I would like you to take us to?" Leaf requested.
Harry nodded and found the location at the forefront of Leaf's mind. He did not pry further even if her mind seemed inviting. Leaf stepped closer to Harry and he wrapped his arm around her. She felt good pressed up against him.
"This may be uncomfortable," Harry warned. Leaf nodded and said, "I am ready."
Harry twisted and wrapped his magic around them. They reappeared at the base of a great weirwood tree much further north. Leaf shuddered and felt suddenly weak. Being wrapped in his magic had felt right in ways she wasn't certain she could yet quantify. But the experience of being squeezed through a tunnel disconnected from the world had left her weak. She clung to Harry for support and he easily held her.
"Are you alright?" Harry asked.
"I am," Leaf replied as she felt her strength return. "This way please."
Harry felt them pass through some type of wards as they walked into an opening in the base of the tree. They entered a network of caves surrounded by roots of the massive tree. They passed other children of the forest in the halls. The children stared at Harry with interest. When they came to a slightly larger room they found a very old man seemingly with the roots growing into him. The man was missing an eye.
"Harry, this is our ally the Three Eyed Raven. At one time he was known as Brynden Bloodraven Rivers," Leaf said.
"I've heard of you," Harry said as he recalled the bit of history Maester Luwin taught him. "A legitimized bastard son of King Aegon IV and former commander of the Night's Watch lost beyond the wall."
"Good. That will cut down on history lessons. Call me Brynden," Brynden invited. "Three Eyed Raven is a mouthful and just calling me Brynden will cut down on time wasting. Let me explain why we have asked you here. There are many powerful magics of this world. Already you are getting acclimated through the Valyrian magic you have recovered. And let me tell you how impressive it is you can survive in that environment. You are powerful. But we could help you. I see that you are doing good things. I also see that you will be a powerful enemy of the Others. I also see that you have the urges of a young man."
Brynden glanced at Leaf briefly at this last comment. Leaf was one of the leaders of her people. But she was also one of the more attractive of the children. This was one reason Leaf had been asked to go be their voice to Harry, a fact she was fully aware of and accepted. If it meant she could help further the survival of her race then she would gladly accept her role.
"What we are proposing is that if you will accept me I will act as a guide for you and a voice to my people. I can begin teaching you the magics of this world such as greenseeing and warging. We will see if you can learn them," Leaf said.
"And what do you get out of this?" Harry asked.
"Survival," Leaf said simply.
"I should elaborate. My ability as the three eyed raven allows me to see into the past quite easily. But I can also catch glimpses of possible futures. In nearly all possible futures the children of the forest and myself were wiped out by the Others," Brynden explained. "But since you showed up the future has changed. We now see glimpses of survival. We even see glimpses of them thriving. And for that to happen you are the focal point. Your success will result in our thriving."
"I see," Harry said as he quietly thought about it. The others present waited for his decision. Finally Harry said, "I agree."
"Good," Brynden said while Leaf smiled happily. "There are a few things you must know. The fate of your cousins Arya and Sansa have changed greatly. Both were meant to go on a hard journey of discovery. Sansa can still be taught through dreams. Arya can also learn the skills she would have learned through dreams. But Arya was destined to meet the man she would fall in love with on the journey north. That can't easily be duplicated through dreams."
"We have a plan," Leaf said before detailing their plan. Harry listened and liked it.
Theon Greyjoy tossed and turned in his bed. Visions of having his cock chopped off and the fate that awaited him if he betrayed the Starks filled his nightmares. Theon suddenly sat up in a cold sweat breathing hard.
"No," Theon groaned. "It can't happen. I can't become Reek."
Theon would remain loyal to the Starks. Occasionally dreams of what could have been tormented him to keep him on the straight and narrow.
Winterfell
"Rosetta," Ned greeted when he entered his solar to find the child of the forest waiting for him sitting in one of the chairs before his desk.
"Good morning Lord Stark," Rosetta replied. "Ned is fine Rosetta," Ned greeted as he sat down. "What can I do for you?"
"The events of the future are changing for the better. A powerful ally of ours can see glimpses into the future. But with these changing events opportunities could be lost. Your daughter Arya is why I am here," Rosetta explained.
"Arya," Ned said with surprise and concern. "What is it?"
"If we had not intervened you would have been executed in Kings Landing. Arya would have escaped. On her journey back to Winterfell she would have traveled with a man of the Night's Watch named Yoren," Rosetta explained.
"I've met the man. He's a good man," Ned said.
"He is," Rosetta said. "He guarded your daughter most of the journey north before being killed by Lannister forces."
Ned was distraught to hear this. "Should I send forces to reinforce his journey?" Ned asked.
"It would not be a bad idea. Fifty men if you can spare it should do the trick. They are currently in the Riverlands. I can show your men exactly where and even get them closer faster through magic," Rosetta volunteered.
"I would see him repaid for his kindness to my daughter. What else?" Ned asked.
"On this journey Arya meets a young man who she befriends. They are separated for a time. But when they are later reunited they fall in love," Rosetta explained shocking Ned.
"My little Arya," Ned said with surprise. "It takes years. But yes. Eventually she does fall in love," Rosetta assured. "What is his name?" Ned asked curiously. "Gendry, a blacksmith's apprentice I believe you are familiar with," Rosetta answered. "Robert's son," Ned said. "He seemed like a good lad."
"He is. Hard working. What I would like to do is have you tell Arya about an adventure where she journeys north portraying herself off as a boy. I can make it appear her hair is shortened. I will be invisibly watching over her the whole time. If it makes you feel better I also think that Theon could be charged to watch over her invisibly," Rosetta suggested.
"You hope for Arya to meet Gendry again. But why Theon?" Ned asked.
"His fate is not good. This would hopefully avert that fate," Rosetta explained. "I have two more things to warn you of. Never trust a Bolton and never trust Walder Frey."
"I do not suppose you will tell me why," Ned said. "Not at this time. It would change too much," Rosetta answered.
"It is a great and terrible power your people wield. I will summon Arya and Theon. We shall do as you ask. You have helped my family greatly," Ned said.
Ned did just that. He summoned the two and explained what would happen. Arya was excited about an adventure. She didn't know it was all so she could meet a potential husband or she may have been less excited. Theon was eager to prove his loyalty to the Starks after his recent nightmares. Rosetta seemingly shortened Arya's hair and dressed her like a boy. It was all an illusion. Then they were gone from Ned's solar.
The trio reappeared in front of Yoren who was just finishing up a piss.
"Fuck," Yoren swore when he saw he had people watching him.
"Yoren of the Night's Watch," Rosetta greeted. "I am Rosetta. These are Arya and Theon."
"She's a child of the forest," Theon added helpfully.
Yoren finished tucking his cock away and said, "I can see that. I've heard about you. The rumor is you saved Ned Stark's life."
"I did," Rosetta said. "I am here to help his family again."
Yoren glanced more closely at Arya and said, "You'd be Arya Stark then. What can I do for you?"
Rosetta quickly recounted the plan.
"Entrusting me with his daughter," Yoren said with a shake of his head. "Ned Stark must have a lot of faith in me. But it'll be good to have the extra blade along," Yoren said as he glanced at Theon who had a sword strapped to his waist and a bow on his back. "You know how to use that boy?"
"Very well," Theon answered. "He is very good with the bow," Arya admitted.
"Very well. I will help you," Yoren said with a slight bow to the child. "I'll do the talking to introduce you to the others."
Rosetta and Theon disappeared. "Still here," Theon said which caused Yoren to shake his head. "Craziness," Yoren muttered.
At this point Rosetta was not actually Harry. One of the children of the forest was controlling a special snitch probe capable of controlling the Rosetta illusion. The children were going to use portkeys provided by Harry to act as Rosetta in shifts. With that Harry returned to what he had been doing at Craster's Keep.
Another snitch probe fitted with the same illusion would now be serving to play Jon Snow with the Night's Watch when Harry had business elsewhere. The children of the forest would take turns controlling that illusion as well. It was damn nice to have magical backup from the helpful children and Brynden.
When Harry reappeared near Craster's Keep with Leaf he decided to have a talk with her on the walk back.
"So how exactly is this going to work? Are you going to follow me around?" Harry asked.
"That would probably work best. Do not worry about the other humans seeing me. My invisibility will keep me from being noticed. And I can speak to you mind-to-mind," Leaf explained. "I can train you in magics like green-seeing and warging as we find time."
"What about when I need some privacy?" Harry asked. "If you mean when you want to mount your companion," Leaf began.
"Or just simply use the restroom or something like that. I don't want to be followed everywhere," Harry said.
"I will give you privacy when you wish it. All you need to do is ask. I will not be offended. But as far as when you mount your companion Ros, I would not mind watching," Leaf said surprising Harry.
"Really?" Harry said with surprise.
"Really," Leaf confirmed. "I have always found the act of mating no matter the species intriguing."
"How do the children mate?" Harry asked.
"Much the same as humans. But our fertility is much lower. We live a lot longer. Our fertility is closely connected with magic. Since magic has gradually waned out of the world our fertility has dropped to virtually nothing. That is one of the reasons why your arrival and events such as Daenerys Targaryen hatching dragons as well as your own dragon are such good signs for us," Leaf said.
Leaf did not say that she hoped to have the wizard impregnate her. She knew enough about humans to know it was too soon for that. She would need to get to know him a little first.
"I don't think I mind you watching. But we'll see how I feel at the time," Harry said.
"Fair enough," Leaf said.
At that point she became totally invisible as they reached Craster's Keep. Their conversation also switched to a mental dialogue. Harry made sure to work questions into the conversation about Brynden. He hoped to learn the nature of the man in more detail and see if Brynden was
worthy of the gift of having his youth restored. Harry intended to give that gift to Maester Aemon soon enough.
While this was going on in the North, Harry also kept an eye on things in the South. Watching Cersei Lannister playing her political games was intriguing. The woman was gorgeous. Maybe she wasn't quite as beautiful as Hermione or Daeny in Harry's opinion. But she was definitely up there in the looks department. The issue for Harry was that she was a complete manipulative bitch. Joffrey had ordered all of Robert Baratheon's bastards be slaughtered. Cersei had found out and supported it. Robert had a daughter in the vale that wouldn't be easy to get to and a son at Storm's End that likewise wouldn't be easy to touch. Gendry was also going to make it if Harry had anything to say about it. Joffrey wanted no challengers for him to maintain the throne.
Harry still wouldn't mind fucking her. But he would not let his guard down around her. Time would tell whether he would get the opportunity to fuck her. He decided to use the spells Salazar had taught him to send Cersei erotic dreams. He would see what night after night dreams of her getting off as she was on her knees servicing him or bent over furniture taking his manhood at his pleasure would do to the woman. Her reprehensible actions would condemn her in the society Harry had come from. But they weren't in that society. Harry didn't feel an ounce of pity for the woman in his thoughts of turning her into his little sex toy slowly over time. It was more than she deserved.
Harry's concealed labs and rooms beneath the Red Keep were the perfect place from which to fuck with Cersei. Harry also made it a point to create several more secret rooms throughout Westeros including Winterfell, Highgarden, Casterly Rock, and more.
Margaery Tyrell and Sansa Stark began to experience a mixture of nightmares with their sexual dreams. The nightmares came from Brynden the three-eyed raven. Brynden sent them glimpses of the future that could have been. Margaery saw the cruelty of Joffrey as king. She saw visions of herself being burned alive at Cersei's orders. Sansa saw visions of the cruelty of Joffrey as king as well. She also saw herself being sold to Roose Bolton to be given to his bastard Ramsay. She saw as he visited torments upon her. For both girls these were sobering experiences. The sex dreams Harry sent them by contrast were something that made them feel wonderful.
Harry was sitting having a mental conversation with Leaf where she was training him in the beginning exercises of greenseeing when he was interrupted by Sam. Sam approached with one of Craster's daughter-wives.
"Sam, what are you doing with her?" Harry asked quietly. "This is Gilly," Sam introduced. "She's one of Craster's...daughters." "That was pretty apparent by where we are currently located," Harry said. "Hello Gilly."
"Sam said that you could help," Gilly said. "She's pregnant," Sam explained. "We have to take her with us when we leave."
"Doing that would destroy any peaceful relations we have with Craster however much I don't think we have true peaceful relations with him," Harry said. "Unless we get help from a certain friend of ours. Rosetta may help."
"Do you really think she would?" Sam asked. "I can speak to her. She has come to speak to me quite often since that first time," Harry said.
Gilly was cute. But she was no great beauty. She would be good for Sam despite the fact she was about to pop out a child. Sam was loosing his extra weight fast under Harry's guidance and actually starting to show that he could at least be decent at wielding a blade.
"Thank you," Gilly said gratefully. Sam and Gilly departed.
"Their relationship has the potential to develop into a deep love for one another," Leaf observed.
"What tells you that?" Harry asked. "Just a bit of the greensight. I have nowhere near the power in it that Brynden does. But I do
have limited abilities," Leaf replied.
Through repeated practice of the techniques Leaf was showing him he had an uncontrolled by significant breakthrough. He at least learned that he had the ability to access greensight magic. Harry was sitting outside Craster's Keep with a Notice-Me-Not charm on himself as Leaf sat next to him. She was holding his hand so that the increased skin contact would make it easier to guide his magic. As a result of their connection, they were both swept into a vision. They found themselves in a stone chamber with a stone table laid out in the shape of a map of Westeros.
Stannis Baratheon stood in the room with an attractive red haired woman dressed as a red priestess. Harry would later learn this was the red priestess Melisandre.
"You're troubled my king," Melisandre said. "Yes," Stannis admitted.
"These armies are toys for the lord of light," Melisandre said dismissively while gesturing towards the figurines atop the map table.
"If they are toys ask him to burn these toys," Stannis said. "I cannot ask of him this. I listen for his commands. His will is his own," Melisandre replied. "My little brother has 100,000 men according to the scouts," Stannis said.
Stannis was speaking of Renly Baratheon. Renly had managed to rally the Tyrells behind him only thanks to Renly's relationship with Loras Tyrell. Renly and Loras were lovers. Margaery was also betrothed to Renly. Harry had no intention of letting that relationship be consummated. He doubted Renly could go through with it in any case. Renly was not attracted to women. Just in case Harry would be ready with an impotence curse at the ready.
"The allegiance of those men rightly belong to me," Stannis said. "Have faith," Melisandre advised as she slowly approached Stannis around the table.
"Faith won't help us here. Nine times out of ten the side with the greater number wins," Stannis said. "That is obviously Renly. I can't defeat him in the field and can't take Kings Landing without the men he stole."
"If you give yourself to the Lord of Light the path to victory will be made available to you," Melisandre said.
"I've already said the words. What more do you want?" Stannis asked.
"You must give all of yourself," Melisandre said while opening her dress at the front and revealing her breasts and pussy to Stannis.
Stannis glanced down her body and said, "I have a wife. I took a vow." He put some distance between himself and Melisandre.
"She's sickly," Melisandre replied like it made any difference. "Weak," She added while slowly walking closer to Stannis. "She away in a tower. She disgusts you. And she's given you nothing," She added as she laid her hand on the side of Stannis' head and turned his gaze to face her. "No sons. Only still borns. Only death." She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I will give you a son my king."
As she said this Melisandre had manipulated his breeches until she had access to his manhood. She slotted him in place against her.
"A son," Stannis said as he gave in and turned to fully face her.
Stannis thrust forward. He proceeded to fuck her on the map room table. Harry and Leaf came out of the vision then. Leaf could sense how aroused her companion was.
"That aroused you," Leaf noted. "I do not think you understand what that red priestess was doing. I felt it in her magic. She is trained as a shadow binder likely from Asshai. She was using the sex to form a creature of shadow. They make excellent assassins."
"Shit. Ten to one says she is going to send it after Renly," Harry said.
"What will you do?" Leaf asked. "It will grow fast within her womb. But you do have some time. What's more is this Melisandre is dangerous. I sensed her immense power. She felt old to my senses. But her body also appears to be young. There are magics where the life force can be drained from victims to keep a person physically young. I wouldn't be surprised if she employs those techniques."
"I could try to save Renly. I wouldn't mind seeing him go after the Lannisters. I'll have to think about this," Harry said. "I will also be keeping an eye on Stannis and this Melisandre."
That night Harry was awoken from a pleasant dream involving several ladies he was pursuing by Leaf shaking him.
Leaf noticed the bulge in Harry's undergarments and couldn't help but think back to the first time he had let her watch him screw his companion Ros. He had been quite vigorous in his thrusts into the red haired woman. The sight had gotten Leaf very aroused. She had pleasured herself to that scene many times already.
"What is it?" Ros asked blearily as she opened her eyes laying at Harry's side.
"The wards I set up near Craster's keep have alerted me to something I want to show you," Leaf told Harry.
"Alright," Harry said as he sat up and rubbed his eyes tiredly. "Do you want me to come with you?" Ros asked. "No. Stay here and sleep. I can just show you the memory later," Harry said. "Gladly," Ros said as she closed her eyes.
Harry rose naked and began getting dressed not embarrassed in the least. The two females in the room tracked him with their eyes. Ros glanced towards Leaf and their eyes met. Ros smiled encouragingly at the child of the forest. Hadn't that been a shock to Ros. Knowing that your lover was a powerful magic user was one thing. To have him introduce you to an actual honest to gods child of the forest was a whole other level of shocking. Everflame stirred from the foot
of the bed. Leaf crouched down and pet the dragon which crooned happily at the attention. Harry finished dressing and walked over to Leaf. She wrapped her arm around him and heled on tight. She had gotten used to apparition by this point.
"What is this you wanted to show me?" Harry asked mind-to-mind as they left the outskirts of Craster's Keep.
"It will be better to show you. Just don't do anything to reveal yourself. We need to go in silent and invisible," Leaf said.
The two walked in silence about a five minute walk from the keep. When they got there they found Craster just setting a baby down in a clearing in the woods. Then Craster fled out of there. Leaf knelt down on the ground on a ridge that overlooked the clearing. Harry knelt down beside her. They didn't have to wait long before a white walker came out of the woods. The walker went straight to the child and picked it up. The white walker walked away. Harry stayed still following Leaf's lead. It was several minutes before she stirred.
"Alright, care to explain to me what just happened? I guess we know what happens with Craster's sons," Harry said.
"Craster gives his sons to the walkers and they are turned into more walkers," Leaf explained. "The walkers can't breed. But they can turn others if those they turn are young enough. We can't see if they have learned other methods to turn older beings into their kind. The walkers have learned how to block our greensight to an extent. It's enough to know they can turn others into their kind at all. The Night King will be nearby. He's the only one that can turn children into their kind. That was why I didn't do anything. I think at this point you are not quite ready to take him on. I could be wrong since we do not know the full extent of your abilities."
"You may be right," Harry said. "How is it that you know so much about the walkers if they can block your greensight?"
Leaf was silent for several moments debating if she should answer.
"You will find out eventually. So I suppose it doesn't matter if you find out now. We were hoping to wait until you had gotten to know us a little better first before we revealed this. There's no easy way to say this. We children of the forest created the Night King," Leaf said.
Harry was stunned. He had always assumed the Others were some demon coming from a neighboring dimension or reality. He had even entered the possibility that they were a naturally occurring creature from this universe. Never had he suspected this.
"Can you elaborate on that?" Harry asked.
"We were in danger of losing our war with the first men. They came and cut down our weirwoods abandoning our territory. As you know the weirwoods enhance our magic. What you don't know is they also allow our kind to exist in a state of an immortality of sorts. Our
consciousnesses join a hive mind that exists in the network of weirwood trees. They were putting our ancestors and our future immortality at risk. So we captured one of the first men. We used a ritual of necromancy that involved pushing a dragon-glass dagger into his heart among other things. It turned him into the Night King. What we didn't realize until it was too late was that the more wights he raised the stronger he became. Once he reached a certain number of wights we lost control of him. The rest is literally history," Leaf explained.
"Wow," Harry said.
"It is perhaps the biggest regret of our species. The Night King hates us even more than you humans because we made him into a monster and then exerted control over him for a time until his power broke our bindings," Leaf said.
"I don't know what to say. It's a lot to digest. It doesn't change much right now. I just have to think about it," Harry said.
"I understand," Leaf said.
The two rose and returned towards Crasters Keep. Harry apparated them back to his chamber at the wall. He figured why sleep out in the open where it is uncomfortable when he could sleep in his warm bed with Ros. Leaf slept in a bed she had been given in one of the neighboring rooms he had created. She found it difficult to sleep in the wall she had helped construct when she could feel the strength of the wards gradually fading. It was due to the decline of her face. The descendants of the first men had allowed the weirwoods to be cut down which had weakened the children. The strength of the wards on the wall were tied to the strength of the children. Leaf hoped to teach Harry this. Maybe something could be done.
The Next Morning
The brothers of the Night's Watch made ready to leave Craster's Keep. The plan was for Gilly to fall ill shortly after the Nights Watch left. The golem version of Gilly would die while the real Gilly would be taken back to Castle Black where Ros would look after her. Gilly would be unable to speak of Ros to anyone outside of Harry due to a contract Harry had Gilly sign not to reveal his secrets without his permission.
Several ravens had flown back and forth between the Starks and Renly Baratheon. Renly didn't know what to make of the Starks' assertion that they had sworn fealty to the true Targaryen king.
Arya's journal had come to an end in the Riverlands. Yoren had the party camped down in a barn for the night when a group of Lannister men attacked led by Amory Lorch. It was just at
the most critical moment that a force of fifty Stark men came upon the group of twenty Lannisters. The timing was thanks to the intervention of the children of the forest. By this point Arya had already befriended Gendry and several others.
"Seven hells," Gendry swore as Rosetta appeared before him.
"Relax. It's just Rosetta," Arya said. Turning to Rosetta, she asked, "Is it time to go home now?"
"Yes. As soon as Theon finishes off that last Lannister," Rosetta said as she nodded towards a Lannister man running towards them with sword drawn.
Theon had been well trained. He parried several blows from the Lannister man before gutting his opponent. Theon did not turn his back until he was assured that all of his enemy were dead.
"What's going on?" Hot Pie, a rotund boy who liked to cook and who had befriended Arya, asked as he walked up hesitantly.
"We're going to my home. You're welcome to come along Hot Pie," Arya offered. "Where is that?" Hot Pie asked confused.
"Winterfell," Yoren said as he walked up while sheathing his sword. "Go on lad. I daresay you'll have a better life at Winterfell than the wall."
"Ary is actually Arya Stark," Gendry informed Hot Pie even as Rosetta cancelled the illusion which showed Arya's real hair length.
Hot Pie's eyes widened in surprise. "I thank ye for the assistance," Yoren said to Rosetta.
"Lord Stark told me to tell you these men will escort you safely the rest of the way to the wall," Rosetta supplied.
Arya, Gendry, and Hot Pie said their farewells to everyone they actually liked. Then they left.
Sansa Stark sat in her room brushing her hair in silent contemplation. Her dreams last night had shown her of another world where she was trapped in Kings Landing at the mercy of Cersei Lannister and her monstrous son Joffrey. While this was going on her brother Robb was defeating Tywin Lannister in the field army to army. Sansa was getting an education into how cruel the world could be. Her nights were like this constantly, a mixture of horrors and pleasures whenever she was joined carnally by her cousin Jon. The horrors of what could have been made Sansa cling all the more to the pleasures Jon could bring her.
Margaery Tyrell wasn't quite experiencing the same horrors as at the moment as Sansa. But she was also getting the pleasures. This made her real life easier to deal with. Being betrothed to a man whose only interest was in her brother was not something that was easy for the rose of highgarden to deal with. She put on a brave face as her grandmother had taught her and pretended it was ok that Renly's only interest was in Loras. Margaery would do her duty and do her best to get Renly's baby in her belly. But secretly she longed for the touch of a man who desired her. She craved a man like the one who visited her in her dreams. She fantasized that he would come for her and take her as his. Little did she know that if she was patient she would get her wish.
Cersei Lannister continued to experience dreams all night every night of submitting to a dark haired man who was young. He dominated her and punished her sexually. She took everything did to her. She belonged to him. No matter how much these dreams disturbed her when she woke up she still found herself incredibly aroused. She would frequently pleasure herself several times to these dreams upon waking.