After defeating Voldemort, Harry learns of his unexpected lordships, leading to a rift with his friends as he navigates pureblood politics and ancient magic. Immortal yet hunted, he seeks escape through a ritual that transports him to another world, where he must adapt to a harsh new reality. I own nothing but parts of the plot and characters that are not from either GeorgeRR Martin or JK Rowling. I don't know if I have to say this, but I use AI to write this story, of course i only use Ai for the basis and edit the chapters afterwards but i use it nontheles, as im not grat at writing and just want to get the idea out of my head and publish it so that anyone that wants to can read it if they have the same idea. If you don't like it, don't read it. I just write this for my enjoyment and because I wanted a story with a plot like this, not because I'm a good writer.

(Female Harry Potter/Star Wars) Callisia Potter had been told her entire life that there was nothing that could be done and she had simply accepted it. She accepted that she had to go back to the Dursley's every summer, she accepted that Dumbledore knew best when he stopped her friends from writing to her, she accepted that the ministry was printing lies and refusing the truth, she accepted that some people didn't want to accepted that Voldemort was back, she accepted that Cedric was died and it was her fault for not being quicker that night, she accepted that year after year she would face life-threatening dangers. Callisia had long since accepted the hand she had been dealt, accepted that there was nothing she could do about it. But when Sirius fell in the Department of Mysteries, Callisia couldn't accept it, she refused to accept it. She had already lost her parents, she wouldn't lose her godfather too. So when Sirius fell, Callisia jumped after him. She followed him through the veil and ended up in a strange place, with stranger people who spoke an even stranger language.

At 32 years old, Harry Potter, Order of Merlin - First Class, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement (DMLE), walked through the Veil while awaiting his death because he was tired of this life. But Fate, or perhaps Death, had different plans. Beyond the Veil, he arrived in a world unknown to him. Woke up with a 7-year-old boy's body in a Kingdom called "North". With the symbol of Deathly Hallows on the back of his right hand. As the son of a House Lord. A new life, a new beginning, and a second chance to live the life he wants. --------------- If you want to access early chapters, maps, character pictures, and read ahead of time, you can visit my p@treon page and become a member or patron. Even small supports are appreciated. You can find my page at: www.patreon.com/c/vanguard_v

Alice Mirallis was many things but a believer and someone who trusts easily. She loved her loneliness yet knew from deep inside her that she despised it to the core. She had a sense of adventure yet the world she lived in didn't allow her to expand it. And she knew she must move on. After watching the tv show she heard many gushes about, and innocently complain about it, she never expected to wake up in that very same show and as the character, she both loved and hated. And surrounded by royalty. __________ 𝕱𝖆𝖙𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖆 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖊𝖑 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌. 𝕷𝖎𝖋𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖓 𝖇𝖊 𝖆 𝖇𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖇𝖇𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖇𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍. 𝕭𝖚𝖙 𝖉𝖎𝖉 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖓 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖙 𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖘𝖆𝖞?

"You need to know something," said Fili, taking her face in his large warm hands. "You will always have me. Even if the Valar take you away tomorrow, I will always be your brother. I want you. I'm going to fight Thorin for you, but even if I lose, you are always my sister. I would sooner stop being a dwarf than stop being your brother." Can exploring caves land you in a hobbit's pantry? It happened to Sara Miller. Taken from the 21st century, she must navigate through middle-earth to find a way back home. But to do so she will have to understand why the Valar have sent her in the first place, something even Gandalf does not know. All Sara wants to do is return home so she can resume the search for her family but now she is stuck going on this insane quest. Why are wizard's so capricious? Thorin has first hand expearance with one, namely Gandalf. Thorin is determined to reclame his home in Erebor for his people and was even prepared to accept a hobbit on the quest. But now Gandalf insists that if he wants his help he must allow a woman from another world into his company as well. But just because the wizard brings her along doesn't mean Thorin has to play nice. Who is this woman anyhow and why is the Valar's mark on her hand?

a young Lillian Hightower's world is shattered when she is forced into a loveless horrid marriage with the king Viserys Targaryen. Stripped of her freedom and subjected to unimaginable cruelty, she embraces a facade of positivity, clinging onto hope. But as the weight of her burdens threatens to crush her spirit, betrayal lurks in the shadows. When she is abandoned by her sister and friend, she vows to protect her children at all costs with blood and fire even against a dragon she once loved (PS: Viserys is horrible in this it is a AU Viserys so be prepared) (All rights go to HOTD writers unless it was not in the show then it is my idea and rights go to me )

What if Alicent had not been so pious, and did not heed her father's warnings about Daemon Targaryen? What if she did not keep a grip on her passions? What if the King's children were not trueborn but bastards? Daemon loved no one but himself. That was what he believed. But it was a lie. A green lie. Aegon, son of Alicent, was the truthful heir to the throne. And Daemon would see to it. A twisted love story🖤💚 All credit goes to George R.R. Martin. This story is different from the original, although most characters are the ones from HOTD. The edit of the fanart is made by me

Inspired by the 'time travel revenge' manwha trope, this story begins several years after the Dance. The former queen, Alicent, sits in confinement and full of regret, waiting for death. That is until she's given a chance to go back in time to the year she married King Viserys and do it all over. With every intention of changing her fate, she might well be doomed to repeat the same mistakes as she is impeded at every turn by a familiar face who has received their own second chance. All credit goes to reddishwork. This is their original story on AO3. Here is the link if you would like to check it out. https://archiveofourown.org/works/57747265/chapters/146970499 Highest Ranking: #1 in asongoficeandfire #1 in housetargaryen #1 in aegontargaryen #2 in houseofthedragon #2 in alicenthightower #3 in daemontargaryen #3 in viserystargaryen #4 in targaryen #5 in gwaynehightower #5 in aemondtargaryen #8 in helaenatargaryen #8 in rhaenyratargaryen #16 in timetravel

In the realm of fire and blood, where dragons dance and ambition burns bright, two souls entwine in a fate forged by destiny's hand. Sitara Evangeline Potters-Black, mistress of death, lies on the precipice of childbirth, her essence flickering like a candle in the dark. In another life, Alicent Hightower, duty-bound and unfulfilled, faces her own peril in the throes of labor. As the veil between worlds thins, the gods intervene, trading their souls amidst the agony of creation-a rebirth wrapped in shadow. Awakening as Alicent Hightower, Sitara finds herself entangled in a web of power and rivalry, her heart heavy with the echoes of her past. Married to King Viserys Targaryen, she soon realizes that his love has waned, replaced by a growing affection for his daughter Rhaenyra. As their bond flourishes, Alicent's spirit wilts, suffocated by the weight of duty and a marriage steeped in disinterest. Yet, in the depths of her despair, a flicker of magic ignites within her-a dangerous gift that allows her to whisper the ancient tongues of dragons. Amidst the court's treachery and whispered betrayals, Alicent's path intertwines with that of Daemon Targaryen, the king's fierce brother. Initially adversaries in a deadly game of ambition, their hearts are drawn together, igniting a slow-burning flame that defies the boundaries of loyalty and duty. In the shadows of the Red Keep, passion blooms like a rose among thorns, a forbidden romance fraught with peril. In a world where every choice could lead to ruin, the stakes have never been higher. With the specter of death lurking, and alliances shifting like sand, can Alicent rise as a beacon of hope, or will she succumb to the darkness that seeks to claim her? The Dance of the Dragons beckons, and with it, the chance for redemption-or destruction. Rankings #1 in alicenthightower #1 in Houseofthedragon #1 in daemontargaryen

The wind howled through the bare branches, a chilling reminder of winter's harsh grip on the land. Snowflakes danced in the moonlight, casting an eerie glow over Malfoy Manor. Inside, the warmth of the hearths did little to comfort Narcissa Malfoy as she readied herself for bed. The manor, usually a fortress of calm and control, seemed unusually restless tonight. A sharp, unexpected knock echoed through the grand hallways, startling Narcissa. It was late, far too late for visitors. She hesitated, her heart pounding as she approached the front door. The knock came again, more insistent this time. She reached for her wand, clutching it tightly as she opened the heavy door. The icy wind whipped around her, but no one was in sight. Narcissa frowned, scanning the empty grounds. Just as she was about to close the door, a faint whimper caught her attention. She looked down and gasped. At her feet was a small basket, swaddled in heavy furs. Inside, a baby girl with striking white hair and vivid purple eyes peered up at her, innocent and curious. . . . . This story will be updated weekly (when I'm back to my normal schedule. For now, I can only update every 2 weeks). I hope you all like it! P.S. Haven't decided who will be her endgame, but we'll see how the story will eventually go. As of the moment, it could be Cedric Diggory, Tom Riddle (his ghost; still debating this), or maybe I'll make up a character in the future.