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Through Eyes, Fire and Shadows

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The Seven Kingdoms gather at Winterfell for a grand feast meant to celebrate King Robert Baratheon's visit to the North. But as the night unfolds, an unnatural storm descends-lightning crackles, thunder roars, and the air grows heavy with magic. Before the terrified eyes of lords, queens, and warriors, a mysterious screen of smoke and light appears.

This is no ordinary storm. This is a glimpse into the past, a window to the future, and a revelation of an alternate reality where Lyanna Stark's legacy reaches far beyond the Wall. In this alternate world, Jon Snow is not an only child-his twin sister was spirited away to another realm, the world of magic and wands, where she was raised as the sister of Harry Potter.

Through these visions, the lords and ladies of Westeros are forced to confront the truths of their own lives, the choices they made, and the future that lies ahead. As they watch the ideals, wisdom, and struggles of Jon's twin sister in a world unlike their own, her life sparks questions about honor, loyalty, and destiny-challenging their beliefs and igniting debates about the choices that define them.

Will the lessons learned from the glimpses of fire and shadows reshape the fate of Westeros? Or are some destinies unchangeable, no matter how brightly the flame of revelation burns?

In this crossover of epic proportions, the worlds of Game of Thrones and Harry Potter collide, unraveling a story of legacy, identity, and the power of the choices we make.All Rights Reserved

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𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 || 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝑪𝒓𝒚 𝑶𝒖𝒕 by RickyAdams9

"𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓'𝑠 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑," their father always called it. Could make a man or woman wild in a sense, unpredictable, and powerful. And when a violet-eyed twin born to the Lord Eddard Stark, all knew that the boy would have it. And he did. Beside his twin, Jon, Benget Stark was raised a Wolf, with the Tully fish, Catelyn, deeming them as bastards to Ashara Dayne, even as their Lord Father claimed them legitimate with the Lady Ashara. And by the laws of Gods and Men, under the New and Old, Benget Stark held claim to both the North and to Starfall, to Ice and to Dawn, but he had to fight to earn such rights in his own eyes of violet. Secrets were something Benget despised, even as he kept his own from the world around him. Silver hair he kept hidden behind black was one such secret. One that would follow him to the end of his days. "𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓'𝑠 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑," the Lord Eddard had said it was, but Benget only believed it to an extent. Blood wasn't what made someone special--what made them better than others. That's what he believed, but as his life moved along, as opportunities presented themselves to him, when struggles and hardships beat him, when all the cards were on the table, Benget started to think about what was flowing through his veins and what it meant in the grandscheme of Westeros. A singer and a fighter, a warrior and a brother, a wolf and king, Benget Stark lived a life of tragedies and triumphs that could be compared to nobody's feats other than his own. But as was his belief, he had to fight for every inch of what he was given, and for every foot for all that he lost. "𝑊𝑜𝑙𝑓'𝑠 𝐵𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑," as it was, flowed through his veins. So too was there drive, but so too was there divide. Between the duty he held to his word, and to oaths to the people he loved, Benget Stark was torn, beaten down and would have just been another notch on the door to the Commander's tower. But there was a greater plan

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