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chapter one

Fire and Blood

Chapter 1

Potter Castle

Wastelands of Britain

July 31st, 2881

881 years after the conquest

Hadrian Potter age 900 years old sat on his Throne of torment he was the master of death and the bringer of the apocalypse he could still see it standing in the middle of London members of both the magical and muggle government begging for mercy.

Flashback

London was in ruins, the once mighty capital of England was brought down by one Hadrian James Potter, or Harry as his close friends had once called him, but that had all changed his Beautiful Wife Daphne Greengrass-Potter and there 2-year-old son had been killed by his former friends with support of the Muggle and Magical Governments. After laying his wife and son to rest Hadrian left Potter castle and launched an all-out assault on Muggle London donned in the Armour of one of his ancestors killing any who stood in his way.

The Police force the Military even the Aurors tried to stop him only to be cut down ether by Spell or sword it was only after Hadrian destroyed Westminster by bringing the clock tower that housed Big Ben down on it that Parliament surrendered.

Hadrian looked down at the ruling governments of Britain who were on their Knees begging at his feet for mercy for their crimes he then turned to his former so-called friends who had convinced the Governments to carry out the deed Turning back to the Minister and Prime Minister with pure hatred.

"Please Harry, have mercy I beg you." Hermione Weasley begged her former friend hoping he would listen to her, in the back of her mind however she knew that would never happen he had stopped listening to her or any of his former friends the day his name came out of that Goblet.

It was during that time Hermione joined Ron at the Headmasters command in not believing him it was how the Greengrass girl got her hands on him

"Did my wife beg for mercy did my 2-year-old son were they truly a threat to you? If they were alive today, I would grant mercy but now."

He looked at them his once Green eyes now pure Red with hatred as they and most of London were on their knees in fear of him.

"Now I have nothing left so I will grant you the only mercy you deserve Fire and Blood!".

With that Hadrian drew his elder wand and used its full power on the people of earth.

Flashback over

Records of that day are forever lost but it is said the sky's burned the seas boiled volcanoes across the planet erupted at once causing fire to rain from the sky.

Only those who were loyal to Hadrian survived as their homes and lands had been Warded against the firestorms, they now ruled their little kingdoms of which had prospered greatly the population of the earth had been decimated in total only 2 Million remained alive after the Fire-Storms.

Hadrian had remained alone after that day the loss of his wife and son broke him and with all those who had wronged him dead and him unable to die life mattered little to him.

Rising from his Throne he made his way to the dungeons of his Castle to a very special room for in this room it held the one thing that he believed could kill him the veil of death. For the last 2 century's he studied this device and its ancient magics becoming more powerful than he thought possible.

Looking around his home he walked into the veil to a new life …. he hoped.

The Void

Hadrian's P.O.V

Well, This Sucks. I thought to myself as I floated in pure darkness it's not like I deserved it, after all, I did commit mass genocide on earth so if this was my punishment so be it.

"This is not your punishment master". came a voice I had not heard before nor could I see who it was. "I have waited so long for you master now you are here at last."

Master, she kept calling me master so this was death herself she seemed happy to see me did that mean she was not angry with me giving her a smile I asked.

"now what happens my lady do I stay here do I move on."

the now female figure shook her head. "no master can never truly die you will be reborn in a new world to a new family one that suits you." She gave him a smile that quite frankly scared the Shit out of him.

"You will be reborn in a world of ice and fire you will keep your abilities and knowledge however it will be unlocked at different stages of your life in this new world."

Now that was a shock deaths offer was one, I could not pass up a fresh start may be exactly what I need but then it hit me.

"what about my wife Daphne or our son will I ever see them again". death nodded giving me a warm smile. "yes, master your family await you in the afterlife when your time on this world is done you will see them again."

I sat there pondering my choice it took me an hour but finally I agreed I would leave to this new world of ice and fire what a strange name for a planet.

"Well, my lady I am ready for you to send me to this new world of ice and fire."

death nodded her head opening a portal as I step through, I heard her say. "goodbye master we will not see each other again for some time".

Great sept of Baelor

Kings landing

261 AC

It was a normal day in Kings Landing the royal family were in the great sept along with other nobles and common folk listening to the High-Septon go on about the Seven.

Today was a celebration of the warrior when out of the blue the queen cried out falling to her knees the kingsguard drawing their blades quickly forming a protective circle around her.

"Someone fetch the grand maester the queen is having her Child early." The Lord-Commander of the Kingsguard yelled to the Crowd as a guard at the door ran to the Red Keep.

however, Queen Rhaella was having none of it pulling up her skirts exposing herself to the Great Sept not that anyone was stupid enough to look especially with the King there Who was holding his son it was Sir Barristan that aided the queen finally after an Hour the sound of a new-borns cry could be heard across the sept.

the Queen could not have been happier her baby boy was alive and very healthy considering his powerful cries it was only in her arms did he calm down cuddling close to keep warm he was pure blood of the dragon the tuffs of silver hair on his head proved.

"what will you name him your majesty". came the voice of a little girl looking at her son with aww looking down at the little prince she smiled. " he shall be called Daeron Targaryen "

The High-Septon, of course, used this and preached loud of the chosen of the warrior Daeron Targaryen.

Hadrian's P.O.V

Well, being born was a new experience I could say that for certain the first thing I saw was my new mother however when I saw her long sliver hair, I thought I had been reborn a Malfoy it wasn't until I saw her warm smile that I knew she was not one of those ferrets.

So, my new name was Daeron Targaryen born into the royal family of Seven kingdoms united under the rule of my new family maybe this world would not be so bad but for now, I was really hungry and my mother seemed to notice that as she and my family walked through the loud city back to what I assumed was our castle.