Enchanted by stridermagic

Chapter 1

It was Harry's first Christmas at Hogwarts and it was wonderful. He didn't have to spend anytime watching Dudley get all the presents and he didn't have to cook breakfast for his aunt and uncle and cousin on Christmas morning. It got better when he realized that he had presents! He actually received presents from his friends and from Ron's mum. One present in particular awed him and that was the invisibility cloak.

He wandered the halls after breakfast, looking at the various paintings and keeping an eye out for the Bloody Baron. Hermione was gone for the holiday and Ron was playing chess with Dean so he had some time to himself, which he enjoyed. He had also gotten Madam Pomfrey to start teaching him how to heal. The woman had looked at him sadly but agreed nonetheless. Harry had wondered if she knew about his home life but shrugged at the time. No one knew and probably no one would care. Everyone all thought he had a perfect home life too.

When his stomach started to rumble, his hunger growing for lunch, he turned around and started back up the steps from the dungeons. He was about to enter the great hall for lunch when something pulled him up and out of the castle. It felt like what magical transportation would feel like but he had never experienced this before. He had heard Hagrid call it apparation but he didn't… Harry tightly shut his eyes as whatever it was tugged him away and then after what felt like hours, deposited him in what looked to be Hogwarts? But… Harry shook his head, dazed and more than a little confused as he looked around.

There were no magical paintings or magical staircases or no sense of magic that he could feel. But… Harry yelped, his eyes widening as he stared up at the giant skull that was on the wall right behind him. It was a giant… something, definitely not an animal he recognized. He quickly took a few steps backward, his back hitting a door. He turned around and stepped through it, running into someone as he did. Harry stiffened as the boy who he had just run into winced.

The boy had silver hair, much like Malfoy, and it made Harry initially want to grab his wand but then he noticed the purple eyes.

"Hello? Who are you?" The boy asked, studying Harry just as much as Harry was studying him.

"I'm Harry Potter. Who are you?"

The boy's purple eyes narrowed in thought but then he grinned slightly. "I'm Rhaegar."

Harry nodded, watching as the boy studied him. It was like the other boy had expected him to recognize his name but Harry had no clue. "Uh, is this… Where is this?"

Rhaegar raised an eyebrow. "You don't know? This is the Red Keep. You're in King's Landing."

"What's King's Landing?" Harry asked, walking over to the nearest window and looking out, his eyes widening at the view. An entire city was in front of him, bathed in the yellow light of the sun. A city that most certainly did not look like London. Harry shivered at the thought of never getting back to Hogwarts, to his friends, to Hedwig. "Where am I?"

Rhaegar followed, peering out the window and then looking at him. "What do you mean? We're in Westeros. Are you not from Westeros?"

"I… No, I'm from England," Harry said, dropping his finger into his pocket to check for his wand and breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the familiar wood. "I was at school and then… I felt this kind of… pull and then I ended up here."

"I suppose… Would you like to come eat with me? It's almost time for the midday meal," Rhaegar offered, holding out his hand towards Harry.