Chapter 111 - Crossover Fanfiction 13 - A Song of Ice, Fire and Lightning (1/2)

Plot: My reward for beating the Demon Emperor and sending him back to hell? Finding myself in an unknown land, hounded by heralds of ice and fire, as well as the idiotic peoples of the lands in this... Westeros. Is it possible to find a way home? I don't know.

Pairing: Eventual Harry/Daenerys.

NOTE: hasnt been updated in a while.....so yeah

Summary of Lightning Dragon's Roar:

During the summer after my Fourth Year at Hogwarts, Dudley approached me, apologizing for the way he treated me, and gave me his old computer, complete with an internet connection and many games. Needless to say, I spent the summer enjoying myself; anything to keep my mind off of Cedric's death.

In those days, I unlocked an ability which allowed me to ingest electricity. It made me stronger, faster, and enhanced my nervous system so much that time seemingly slowed down. I learned to enhance my bodily energies to inhuman levels, I used it to grow wings on my back and fly. I learned to harness the power of Lightning storms and use it for my own purposes.

What did I call this power?

My Lightning Dragonslayer Magic, after reading about it in a set of Japanese comics called Fairy Tail. I know, it sounds stupid, but that's exactly how it went down.

I was ambushed by Dementors, had to defend myself using magic, and was subsequently sent to a trial to atone for this so called ”crime”. It didn't work out as they planned; with some tedious planning beforehand, I argued that it was for self defense, and that, since I was being tried as an ȧduŀt— also using the TriWizard tournament as proof that I was considered an ȧduŀt— that I should have my underage restrictions lifted.

It was either that, or I would go to the press, knowing the people would eat up a story of the Boy Who Lived being oppressed by the government. If someone they held in high regard was to be treated this way, how would they fare in comparison?

It worked marvelously.

I spent my time at Hogwarts training, keeping my head down when the newest Professor, a woman by the name of Dolores Umbridge, made efforts to antagonize me in any way she could. I was level-headed throughout it all, my time in the summer having taught me that patience, perseverance and calm were the key to success.

I'll admit, however; those few months, as I was coming into my power, I became drunk with it, treating everyone around me with scorn and disdain. I even almost attacked Professor McGonagall out of sheer anger for her daring to give me detentions for training instead of attending class.

I know now that I was wrong to handle the situation in that manner, but what's done is done, and I can only hope she forgives me for my behavior.

Around that time, Hagrid got me a snake; a black viper named Balthazar. I can't say the snake took a liking to me, as every other word that came out of his mouth was an insult.

Hermione formed some group, and roped me into teaching my peers how to fight. It was a pretty wretched experience, I have to admit; though I did learn that Neville had power beyond anything I imagined.

He controlled the very earth, you see, shaping it to his will and manipulating it with ease. He'd hid this power his whole life. How he ever managed to control himself every time Malfoy had said something that irked him was beyond me.

I couldn't even control myself when speaking to McGonagall, back then. I wish I had his patience.

Then came Christmas. Things took a turn when my friend's father, Arthur Weasley, was bitten by Voldemort's snake, Nagini. I had seen the event through the snake's eyes, and something happened. I learned that Voldemort resided within my very soul; so I fought the soul fragment, pitting my own soul against it.

Through some ridiculous circumstances, I cleansed my body of his presence and lost my link to the man, though I retained my ability to speak the language of snakes, strangely enough— all the better, or I wouldn't be able to speak to Balthazar any longer.

On Christmas Day itself, while Dumbledore and I were visiting Arthur Weasley at St-Mungo's, Voldemort initiated a three-pronged attack. The vile man mobilized his forces, and attacked Diagon Alley, Azkaban Prison and St-Mungo's.

After we dealt with the scum there, we went to aid the Order at Azkaban Prison, and found ourselves facing at least a hundred enemy wizards. However, we came in using stealth, and conjured many snakes to take the majority of them down. With the pouring rain, the snakes quickly overcame most of the men; Dumbledore and I engaged the rest, dispatching them as fast as we could before Voldemort turned his attention to us.

When we finished, everything was quiet.

A Demonness had appeared, with Voldemort as her thrall. Words were exchanged, and Dumbledore fell to her magic. She tried to do the same to me, but my skin burned her, just like with Quirrell. I tried to fight against her, but I was so tired and weary.

When everything seemed at its worst, Dumbledore had saved my life, and Voldemort had lifted me to my feet. I still don't believe it, but the three of us stood against her, and we fought. It was a hard win, forcing me to call down the power of the storms above to strike this Demonness down.

After the battle, Voldemort owed me a life debt, and I made him swear never to kill me. Dumbledore had looked on incredulously, as Tom Riddle quickly agreed, sealing the debt between us, before promptly leaving.

With Voldemort's return proven, Umbridge had promptly been sacked. My patience paid off.

In the time that followed, and with a heart that yearned for adventure, I decided I would not attend Hogwarts any longer. I was filthy rich, and so had no need for an education. I didn't care. My only wish was to get stronger, end Voldemort, and live out the rest of my days seeking adventure anywhere I could find it.

With Dumbledore having aided in my training at school, I knew I could take on most seasoned Aurors and Voldemort's most powerful men without the use of my Lightning Dragonslayer Magic. With it? Well... The hundreds of people I had killed were proof enough, weren't they?

I would be a liar if I said I didn't enjoy the battles, or killing the scum terrorizing the people. I comforted myself knowing I would never harm innocents, telling myself that I was doing the right thing to save everyone.

Hollow words, of course. I enjoyed killing them; I felt the satisfaction as I pierced through their bodies with my Lightning.

Not that it matters, anyway.

I heard of an ancient tower called Temen Ni Gru. Lilith, the Demonness we had fought, was alive, and there. Later, I learned that the tower was a gateway to the Demon World, sealed by an ancient Demon knight who rebelled against his own kind— the point is, the bitch was trying to open the gate to hell again.

So I went there to stop her.

Balthazar came along with me, an ability spawning within him: he became able to merge with my right arm, covering it with his black scales. The armored arm was strong enough to withstand the bladed weapons of the Demons swinging them.

I fought through hordes of vicious Demons and even managed to subdue one of their higher ranking members. Erebus, the progenitor of Dementors. I beat him with a Lightning enhanced Patronus. Any other Demon of his ranking would have destroyed me, I imagine.

Erebus transformed into a sword— a pure black Falchion— giving me limited control over Ice and something called Darkness, though I never did figure out what Darkness was. To be honest, it all sounded like emo gibberish to me, before Erebus had explained what the Darkness was.

But that's a story for another time.

With the help of Erebus and Balthazar, I went up the Temen Ni Gru to put a stop to Lilith. At the top, I met a half-Demon named Dante, and later, after we went to the Demon World, his brother Vergil, who was attempting to flee from the Demon Emperor Mundus, after killing Lilith in a show of speed I did not think was possible, so fast that my enhanced senses could not follow him.

Knowing that even this man who easily beat Lilith, who herself outclassed me, wanted to run from the Demon Emperor, I followed him and Dante into the portal.

But, something happened.

The Emperor stopped our travel, and we fought him, in between the worlds. It took all of our combined powers, but we managed to send the equivalent of a sucker punch at the powerful Demon, sending it back to its own realm.

The battle may have been over, but the Emperor of Demons was not done quite yet.

The world was awash in a myriad of colors as the attack slammed right into Mundus' three eyes, overpowering the Demon's defenses instantly, and sending the gigantic being flying back outside of the portal.

Our trip through the portal resumed its course, and I let my Lightning wings dissipate. My two allies reverted back into their human forms, removing their hands from my arm.

I felt so tired, just then. So dizzy and weak. All I wanted to do was fall asleep.

”You might have beaten me this day...” Mundus' voice boomed as we began moving through the gateway, flying past stars at great speeds, though not as fast as we were going originally.

My body jerked to a stop, and I noticed the startled gazes of Dante and Vergil, who simply sped off into the distance, incapable of stopping themselves to save me from Mundus' clutches.

”But you shall die in this void. In between worlds.” Mundus sounded satisfied with himself. ”Your human body will wither away to dust. How does it feel to lose, even when you win?”

I felt hot anger claw through my haze of dizziness, granting me a temporary clarity of thought.

I grabbed hold of Erebus, and desperately slashed into the fabric of the void between portals, trying to open a rift. Nothing happened.

I tried again.

Nothing.

Mundus' mocking laughter rang in the endless void.

I growled angrily, and slashed one final time, pouring all of my power, despair and fear into the strike.

A rift opened below me, and I fell into it. I didn't hear Mundus' roar of impotent rage as I fell into darkness, away from the void in between gates, and away from Nevernever, to an unknown destination altogether.

OoOoOoO

Harry's Powers:

Wand Magic (Just slightly weaker than Snape or Moody)

Lightning Dragonslayer Magic:

1) Lightning Dragon's Roar: an adjustable frontal area of effect blast shot from the mouth.

2) Edge: Lightning drill forming around Harry's hand.

3) Breakdown Fist: punches and kicks enhanced with Lightning to give them a little more oomph.

4) Lightning Blades: small to medium sized swords made of Lightning that Harry can shoot at will.

Balthazar:

1) Armored Scales: his right arm covered with scales, strong enough to shrug off sword strikes with ease.

2) Venom: Harry's palm has a hole which can spray venom at the target, its corrosive properties melting flesh very quickly.

Progenitor of Dementors, the blade's sheer presence exudes an aura of cold.

1) Dark Stream: the element of Darkness shoots out like water from a hose, consuming everything in its path.

OoOoOoO

WITH THAT SAID, LET THE STORY BEGIN!

oooooooooo

A Song of Ice, Fire, and Lightning

A Harry Potter/ASoIaF Crossover

By Zero Rewind

2016

oooooooooo

Chapter 1: A Different Earth

How long had it been, a century, or a few seconds? I didn't know.

The feeling of time was skewed to me, though I still understood the concepts of present, past and future.

The past... Something sought to make me forget, to revert my mind to a childlike state. No, it was worse than that. It was as if whatever was here was trying to make me forget everything, so I could be its mindless slave, no doubt.

I resisted, of course. I refused to be cowed by whoever it was that controlled this world. All I saw around me was the darkness, and guess what? My sword, Erebus, was the Emperor of Darkness.

I sensed the being's surprise as I usurped its control of the void around us. I began to feel cold, but smiled to myself— though I could not see it due to the all consuming darkness— and wrested the control over that element as well.

It fought for control, and I knew, even with my usurping its domain, that it would eventually regain its bearings and attack once more. I would grow weaker and hungrier from the strain, while I had no idea what it was capable of.

So I brought forth the power within my own body.

Lightning answered my call, and the Darkness around me shrieked in pain and fright as the bluish white light hit it. With the light, my sight came back as well, and I looked at my normal left hand, my black scaled right hand, and the sword at my side for a few moments, before looking forward, to the source of whatever it was that had tried to control me.

From the Darkness ahead, I only saw one thing. A pair of ice cold, blue eyes, staring me down as the Darkness snarled at me in defiance, before slinking away, far away from me.

Those deadly eyes... They frightened me.

Had I not steeled my soul enough at Temen Ni Gru?

No, this was different than personal fear. Those eyes were something else, entirely. Those eyes hated the living, hated the vibrancy of the world. They hated the sound of newborn children. They hated the growth of trees, flowers, crops and weeds. They hated life, itself.

They wanted to make it all end.

They wanted to drown the world in death and stillness.

And that frightened me a hundred times more than the Emperor of Demons ever did.

”What was that...” I said, as the void behind me lit up in red.