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HP transmigrated into Domeric Bolton (GOT and HP crossover)

Harry Potter dies at the age of 28 in an accident by falling through the Veil. His soul travels through dimensions and end up in the body of 7 year old Domeric Bolton who recently died due to a horse accident. Plus, If you like my work and want to support me, then please do so at- patreon.com/ankit1 Upto 100 additional chapters in Patreon.

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Chapter 244

"Did you passed the 100 gold coins to the family of the dead Stark men?" he asked as Ygritte strapped his armor around him.

Usually he would have done it with magic but it was some kind of tradition that you would have to come to the dueling arena in simple clothes and wear the armor in the arena. And he definitely couldn't use magic in front of all these people.

A strange custom in his mind. What he had seen stranger ones and this one was not really all that bothersome.

"I did." Varko replied from behind him where he was stoically gazing at the opposite side of the courtyard where the Queen herself was strapping the armor of her brother, Jamie Lannister.

It was a strange sight to him. Both the men were being helped by their lovers. But while he could make love to Ygritte in the open, the love between Jamie and Cersei will always remain forbidden. A taboo.

He supposed that that kind of love could also have it's own perks.

The sex would definitely be more raunchy and passionate whenever they got the chance to sneak away from the eyes of other people and get some time for themselves.

The consequences on the other hand…

He looked toward Joffrey who had been sulking on his own since the slaughter in this morning.

Yes, the consequences of their forbidden love could definitely start a civil war.

"Focus." Ygritte said as she pinched his cheeks.

"Ow! Okay okay. Merlin girl. Calm your tits."

"Don't lose." She said "If you do then you won't get to touch me for a week."

"Really?" he asked, amused "You think you can stay away from me for so long."

"Definitely." She said with a smirk.

He smirk was wider as he use wandless magic to vibrate the anal beads he had pushed inside her this morning

Ygritte bent over him and moaned in arousal, trying to hide her flushed face from the crowd while glaring at him.

"Stop it… m… stop please. Domeric…"

"Okay." He said and stopped the vibration.

Ygritte breath was heavy as she glared at him and finished the last tying the last strap in his armor before kicking him in shin and leaving.

He chuckled to himself before Varko's stern voice rang out from behind him.

"Remain focused my lord." Varko said and he rolled his eyes (making sure that Varko didn't see him doing it) and wore his helmet.

Jamie had already worn his and was jumping around to make sure that the armor was not being a hindrance.

His armor was magical in nature so it fit him perfectly but he still copied Jamie as he didn't want to look too out of place.

After a while, both of them walked to the center of the Arena which had been hastily built in the middle of the Courtyard.

A large number of people had come to see this duel and a wood palisade had been been constructed to keep them back.

Ser Barristan Selmy himself stood at the middle of the arena with a normal steel sword for both of them.

He used magic to make sure that his sword was not tempered with.

He couldn't trust the Lannisters after all.

The sword was nothing special but it wasn't tempered with.

It seemed like Jamie Lannister was sure about his victory today.

Lord Stark stood up from the chair he was sitting and the courtyard become silent at once.

"To everyone present here." He started "This duel is taking place due to some disagreement between Ser Jamie Lannister and Lord Domeric Bolton. The champions are Ser Jamie and Lord Domeric themselves. This champions will continue to duel until one of them either accepts defeat or cannot fight anymore."

"The bets of this duel are the two Valyrian swords, Lily and Lion's Claw."

The people cheered at hearing about the bet. After all, such a duel had never taken place in the History of Westeros and was unlikely to ever happen again. They were witnessing the creation of history itself.

Once the crowd quieted down, Lord Stark continued "The winner will take both the Valyrian swords.

The rules for the duel are:-

1. Three battles will take place. Any champion who wins two times will be declared the victor.

And 2. Fatal blows are prohibited. Any champion who tries to kill the other will not only lose the battle but will also not gain the Valyrian sword of his opponent even if he succeeded in killing him.

The duel will be started by his grace King Robert Baratheon."

Saying that, Lord Stark took his seat and King Robert who was sitting on the largest chair got up from his position.

Ser Barristan Selmy left the arena and both him and Jamie took their positions.

Him with a shield and a sword and Jamie with a sword and a dagger.

Everyone in the courtyard held their breaths before King Robert clapped.

"Begin."

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