Disclaimer: These are not my characters they belong to George RR Martin and JK Rolling I am just borrowing them for my ideas, thank you.
Sansa tried to wet her dry lips with what little saliva she had.
She was so hungry and tired, she lay down in her tent to rest, her family separated from her in different parts of this miserable place.
This has been a horrible experience.
She both respects and hates the small folk at the same time. If they go through such hardships why do they keep breeding? bringing innocent children to live in such poverty and suffering?
Thinking back on all the children she saw suffering, she knows many of them die every year from harsh living.
Her and Her family stays in a warm castle she didn't think anything of those children before.
In her mind they were only made to serve, they were low born and she was high born.
She did not care back then, only focused on her future.
She had only managed to gather a small amount of food today, there was hardly any prey.
She has to ration what she can but its so hard, she stomach is near empty.
She had been separated from her family and fending for herself for four years now, keeping count by marking the walls of her tent.
What made it worse was that ever year she would wake up in a completely different place.
One night she fell asleep in a forest and the next morning she woke in a dry dessert.
She did not know it would be this hard when she stepped into this chamber.
But then again Harry had not given them a choice on whether they wanted to go or not.
Harry called it a time chamber thing but it more felt like another world.
One year in this place is one week outside in the real world, she has not aged since she got in here.
She does see dangerous predators, only they don't trouble her.
Sometimes when she gets so hungry almost at the point of near dying, food and drink would appear, but that was it.
Harry wanted to teach them a lesson, to humble them he said and make them learn to survive.
He had given them weapons like knives and bow and arrows that don't run out, flints to make fire, and spare clothes and a blanket and a week's worth of food when they started.
and a small book on survival which he had made them read until they completely memorized in a nice area of the chamber, the rest of the chamber had not been so nice though.
Harry gave each of them a copy to take with them in the chamber
When she started to realize how serious her situation was she would cry for days at a time, begging Harry to take her out of it.
He never listened, and here she remained.
She had to learn to shoot that bow and arrow, how to skin animals and use what is good, and use the skin for clothes.
How to know which plants were good to eat, how to properly boil water to drink
Her body hardened but did not age, her hands were not the hands of a fine lady anymore, dirty, calloused and scares all over them.
She often wondered how the rest of her family was doing, fat tears rolled down her face.
Baby Rickon had stayed behind with their counterparts because he was too young to be in the chamber.
All this thinking is making her head pound with pain. Closing her eyes she relaxed her body so that she could sleep.
Arya and Bran were in a similar situation but were faring a bit better considering that they had each other.
It does make them realize how good they had it comparing to others.
They thought it would be a fun adventure, like knights going on adventures and fending for themselves.
They did not expect it to be so hard, they many times have to move and follow the prey wherever they go so they don't starve to death.
At first they fought a lot, competed against each all the time to see which was better.
But over time they realized they needed each other.
Bran taught Arya to Properly climb surfaces and Arya taught Bran to properly use his weapons.
Relying on each other, working together to survive.
Then the area changed a year later and they had to learn to adjust again but they learned.
Its a shitty situation to be in but they learn.
Robb surely misses his Family, misses them dearly, he hopes they are doing well, this place can get awfully rough if you don't know what you are doing.
He should know, he had to know where the prey was, had to set traps, know how to survive when the climate suddenly changes which happens every year.
The first year it happened he was astonished when he woke up one morning to find that he was no longer in the dead of winter but a hot tropical forest.
He had to quickly shed all his clothes to not die of heat stroke, it came with more food and more misery.
He had to quickly find a body of water, which he spend all lot time in.
He saw insects in the forest that he had never seen in the north before, Hugh hairy eight legged spiders, and horrifying centipedes and just general nightmare inducing creatures.
The next year he was in a desert and had seen a destroyed village that had been plundered with the dead or dying all around, dead men, women and children.
The women obviously violated
It does give him more compassion towards the small folk.
He lived in the comforts of Winterfell, a Castle
He never really stopped to think about what they might be going through on a daily basis.
Know that he has experienced nearly starving to death many times and pain and near death he knows.
He is lonely, horny and in need of a bath and some chocolate comfort, a treat he was introduced to by Harry.
For Jon, at first this Chamber was a sort freedom he had always wanted to experience.
Freedom he never felt in Winterfell under Catelyn's Cruel gaze.
Of course now that he found out the truth of his heritage it is not her cruel gaze he has to be worried about but a pleading one asking for forgiveness.
Forgiveness and the possible hope that he will marry her daughter.
Jon when he came in the chamber had tried to not think about it and it was not hard in the day when he had to move to find greener pastures and survive.
But at night when he lay down to rest he thought and he thought long and hard.
His thoughts troubled him until his head pounded.
FLACHBACK
Finding out about his heritage had come as huge and unexpected shock.
Seeing and hearing Catelyn Apologize was something he never thought he would experience.
He did not know what to say when she apologized to him, he has just sat there unable to speak.
Numb
He felt bad now but that was truly the most words she had ever spoken to him, but the whole situation made him feel numb.
He was a Trueborn Targaryen, not a Bastard Snow of Eddard Stark.
Not a Stain and shame on his honor like he had believed all his 16 years.
He was happy and upset at the same time. He was happy that he was not a shameful stain on someone.
And he was upset that his foolish parents caused the deaths of thousands because they ran away together
He especially disliked his father, Lyanna was a child who was going to be forced to marry a lustful pig and he took advantage of that.
He took advantage of a teenage girl, and all for what? For Prophecy.
Now when he gets out of this chamber he is expected to suddenly take on all this responsibility.
Something that was not expected of him before.
Harry promises that after this test of survival he will teach them hard politics and book smarts and how to properly run and rule a kingdom.
How to care for the people.
How to play the game of thrones
He does not know if he is smart enough for it. Harry had given him a reassuring smile and said it would be ok.
Ned had asked his double about Jays name
"Oh he was once called Jon too but I legally changed it back to his rightful name of Jaehaerys Targayen again after he was safely back with us, we just call him Jay because its shorter" Ned answered
His real name was Jaehaerys ?
Jon looked his father?
Should he sill call him father?
"Actually your mother named you Aegon, but we can change it to Jaehaerys if you wish" Ned said
"I always did find it strange why she would name you Aegon when you already had a brother called Aegon, even though he passed" Ned continued
Jon thought it over ' it does seem kinda bad to take the name of your dead sibling'
"I would like to be called Jaehaerys" Jon answered
"That sounds good" Harry said
Lady Catelyn had gotten curious and asked out loud why was is not Ned that was leading the meeting.
He cooked their food and was Jay's lover but why was he leading the meeting?
Harry smiled at her before telling them to cover their eyes for a moment and not to be frightened by what they saw, giving them a few seconds.
With though their eyes were closed they saw a bright burst of light behind their eyelids but it quickly turned dark again.
A Frightening calm feeling come over them at the being before them, darkness surrounded his body and he reached ten fight in height
His entire body covered by black clothing and the long scythe in his hand.
The growing numbness came over them.
A darkness wanting to cover their whole body and draw them into the sweet numb embrace of death.
They realized that they had been here for days talking, joking and eating from death himself, their minds could not make sense of such a thing.
Why would a god enjoy cooking, especially for mortals.
While his family looked like they were having conflicting emotions and thoughts Jon just wanted to completely wrap himself in whatever power was coming from the stranger
It was the most comforting feeling he had ever felt in his entire 16 years.
Looking over at Jay he saw his eyes looked slightly glazed over with feint green glow to them.
His family's counterparts were holding up a bit better but were still having difficulties holding themselves together.
Harry deciding that a minute was enough to scare them and changed back leaving everyone shaken.
The feeling lasted a few minutes after Harry changed back, their muscles gradually relaxing.
Jon laid his head on the table cool his head on the surface.
"Yes so that is why I am leading the meeting, I am the one who will provide you with the resources needed to win the coming wars" Harry? no the Stranger said
"And you can continue to call me Harry, no ass kissing please" He said making Ned shoot him a look of displeasure because of the babies in the room.
"Why would you cook for us and do such menial work like a low born" Catelyn asked
Everyone was thinking the same thing, with Sansa also thinking why he as a God would choose to lay with Jay when he could probably got any woman he wanted maybe even a goddess.
"Because cooking is something I enjoy and as for this low born, high born business trust me when I say that means nothing when you all die, money does not guarantee you a happy afterlife, but treating others equally and with respect, including the lowborn because in my eyes they are not beneath you" Harry said
That felt like a punch in the gut hearing that from a god.
It left them quite shaken but the meeting had to go on.
After they had discussed the topic of his birth the next topic was marriage and even more embarrassing his sexuality
During this time they had revealed that Jay his counterpart and Harry were lovers.
Something which shocked him and his siblings.
Lovers?
Sure they know that it is legal here but they didn't think those feeling and liking for the same sex would also come from their family as well.
Jon's face turned bright red when they all turned to look at him wondering if he also prefers men.
Robb looked between his brother and Jay, he wondered if that is the real reason why Jon is not interested in women
Some of whom would happily throw themselves at his feet for his looks alone
He even said he would get him moon tea several times to bring with him just to go to the brothel on Jon's birthday
But no he refused, because his words 'he is a bastard and his birthday is not to be celebrated'
He quickly looked away, he needed to think.
He was not angry that Jon was interested in men but that he never told him.
Or more like he didn't realize, either of them.
It was probably for the best with how Theon would have reacted if he found out.
"But if Jon is interested in men how will he produce an heir?" Sansa asked
"Actually that can easily be solved from my end if he is interested in men" Harry said winking at Jon, making him even more embarrassed.
"I'm not interested in men" Jon weakly defended himself, his face red, his cheeks were burning painfully now.
He was sure he was not interested in men.
He thought back on the men in Winterfell.
He felt nothing for them, young or old, most of them smelt bad and were dirty, with missing, rotten teeth and chased after whores.
Just general nasty behavior from them
They mocked him for his bastard status, he felt nothing toward them sexually.
'Harry smells good though and has pretty white teeth' his traitorous mind thought 'shut up!'
Jon dug his fingers into his scalp to try and stop his thoughts but to no avail.
The seven kingdoms were against such feelings
While the north was not so strict about it with the harsh, cold conditions.
The seven preaches heavily against same sex relationship.
"Its okay if you like men Jon we won't judge, I have a boyfriend" Bran said
Everyone turned to look at the adorable ten year old
"Oh really now, what's his name" Ned said highly amused
"Jojen of course" he said enthusiastically "now its not official yet but it will be" he finished, his head held high.
Catelyn giggled in her hand remembering Bran leading poor Jojen by the hand around his birthday party.
Catelyn looked her Bran and wondered if he will feel the same if he meets the Jojen in their world.
He is suppose to be Robb's future Banner man when he grows up.
With his own keep and wife and children.
She does not know what to think
Jon was glad for the few minutes the attention was off him.
"Ok back on topic" Harry said, everyone quickly shutting up to listen
"Yes Jay and I are mates and leave it at that, that is our business"
"With Jon's preferences and future marriage prospects"
At this Catelyn raises her hand to speak
"Yes Catelyn what would you like to say?" Harry gestured for her to speak
"Well Ned and I were talking and I thought maybe it would be a good idea to have Jon and Sansa marry" she said
'I'd sooner marry the night king than marry Sansa' Jon thought his face conveying his feeling at the idea
Arya glared at her mother while Sansa and all the other children looked horrified.
'Marry the bast' Sansa shock her head of the thought ' marry Jon?'
After seeing Jay who looks like Jon be manhandled by Harry, even though Harry was a god there was no way she wanted to marry him
Septa Mordane said a man must not be submissive and Jon looks completely submissive to her, after what she saw.
Sure Harry might be a god, but he looked human at the moment(a giant beautiful human because she will not deny he is beautiful) and that was all she needed to not want to marry him.
'You did like to watch them though, their pretty, shiny bodies wrapped together' her wicked mind thought against her
'Plus if you marry Jon you will be Queen, don't you want that?' A voice whispered that sounded suspiciously like her mother.
"While I do see where you are coming from, that will not be possible" Harry said amused "Look at them? they are clearly not interested in each other"
Catelyn looked at both children who true to Harry's word they looked disgusted, or mostly Jon anyway, Sansa looked conflicted.
"But why? you children are a great match, not only will it benefit the north and the seven kingdoms with you marrying the future king it will make you queen, isn't that what you always wanted Sansa?" Catelyn questioned.
Sansa bowed her head on the table while Jon did not know how to respond.
What was he supposed to say? he never had any marriage prospects before, that was never a concern for him.
And plus Sansa was like his sister, his very distant looking down her nose at him sister.
Up to yesterday she hated him for his status
Sure Sansa was pretty, a perfect marriage Candidate, the daughter of a Lord Paramount but she has treated him as nothing but dirt under she shoes ever since she let her mother twist her head, no he could never marry her.
"We don't have to rush them now when we reach that bridge we will cross it" Ned said
Catelyn sat down feeling humiliated, she never thought Sansa would be so opposed to the idea, what was she thinking in that head of hers?.
"Thank you for your suggestion Catelyn, at this time though my plan for you is not marriage, not yet at least and don't worry I will not force any of you to marry people you don't to, not even you girls" Harry said
At this Arya looked happy.
"Right now you all will need to be trained for what's to come, not just mentally but physically as well, your counterparts went through the exact same training so dont worry, my plan is"
FLACHBACK END
And this is where they have been ever since.
Four brutal years of humbling survival, starvation, and fending for your self training.
He hopes everyone else is surviving well in here.
The climate changed the second year in the chamber to a Hugh abandoned, broken, burned down city that stank to the high heavens.
Jon quickly covered his nose and mouth to try and stop some of the nasty smells, Burned Bodies piled on one another
A horrified Jon wondered what happened.
Tears came to his eyes when he saw piles of dead children and babies, some of them still clutched in their mother's arms.
What evil had done this?
Who could be so cold hearted to do this.
The 16 year old ran as fast as his legs would take him out of the city and into a forested area, to curl into himself and cry for all the burned dead children he saw.
The fear they must have felt when they met their ends.
Over the next few months in the second year he burned all the bodies he saw and prayed they had a happier afterlife with the gods
His third year was not so bad a pretty small island that met his needs.
He didn't know an island could bring mental and emotional comfort but this one did.
He has seen all sorts of fruits on it that he had never eaten before, clean water in abundance that tasted and felt amazing.
At night his mind still wondered but at least is wasn't to the point of madness this time around
He did embarrassing things that he would have never done in Winterfell not even in the privacy of his room.
But he did it on the island in the privacy of his tent, he did things he had never done before in the past when he felt lust and he felt very embarrassed shameful after he did it.
But he also felt a short relief and little less stress and easily made him fall asleep.
He would cover his mouth to stop any noise afraid someone would hear him even though he knew no one was on the island.
The island was a comfort to him, he didn't know what it was but he never felt any fear being there.
He often wondered if it was Harry but then he knew it wasn't, Harry never interferes with them in the chamber, why would he try to give them comfort?
Well that and the fact that he would probably die of embarrassment if Harry or anybody knew what he did at night.
He misses the island but he adjusted to the new environment in the fourth year and did not feel the need to pleasure himself again after leaving.
Now he is in the fourth year, only one more year to go.
Catelyn Stark was a miserable woman.
From the moment she set foot into this chamber it has been misery.
As a lady from a noble family she never had to do menial work like a man or a low born.
She was now a lady doing a man's job, she had a husband and he was no where near her to care for her.
She wasn't meant to do any of this, or be in this situation.
She cant tell the many times she has cried for help in the past years, or callapse and find food beside her the next morning.
The many times she had gone hungry, she had never gone hungry before in her life.
She had always had food be it in her father's Castle or her Husband's Castle she never went a day, not even a few hours hungry, there was always food.
Even when the small folk starved and died she lived, she didn't care, especially for the bastards because they were meant to serve or just should not have been born for the latter.
Her body was filthy from hardly seeing any water to bath as she was in the hot dessert now, it being the second year jn the chamber.
The first year she was in a area similar to the riverlands, it was abundant in sea life and wild prey.
But she didn't know how to catch any
the first few months were brutal, the men always being the ones to do it for her now she has to do it for herself.
The amount of times she injured herself trying to use the bow and arrows and the knives left her hands and parts of her body scarred.
She goes to bed hungry and cries many nights. She knows its almost the end of the second year she does not feel confident about the third.
"Hey bastard get up" a loud gruff male voice sounded in Catelyn's ear startling her from her sleep.
She quickly rose from sleep only to be roughly grabbed by the neck and forced outside.
She was horrified what were humans doing here.
It was the third year already.
She screamed and told whoever held her to unhand her, only to be shocked when a male voice sounded from her throat.
How dare he call her a bastard.
It took a few seconds for her mind to register this before she looked and saw she was very short with male clothes on.
"Oh I see your already starting to show a nasty side of you" the gruff man said again
This time Catelyn looked up and saw that she recognized him, he is one of the servants in Winterfell.
How was she in Winterfell and why was she short and male.
Before she could speak again she was thrown to the ground.
The servant started to shout in a thick northern accent " you little fucking bastard should have been up from morning, gathering fucking firewood for the chimneys!!!!!"
"But there you are in bed still fucking sleeping, you must be full of energy then, GET TO FUCKING WORK!!!!!" he finished
Catelyn had never been treated that way in her life, ever.
This was all new to her, she knew she was not in her body and she didn't want to get in trouble so she quickly got up and gathered the firewood like he said fighting back tears.
What had her life come to.
After hours of gathering the needed firewood and bringing to the castle Catelyn collapsed in her short break in a empty part of the castle ground.
Eating the bread and milk given to her gratefully, this time letting the tears fall.
She had never known life could be so hard, this Child's body could be no older than twelve and they worked her out this hard.
And according to them this boy was a bastard, she was a bastard now and that made the tears fall even harder.
Every part of her body was so sore she was fighting to keep her eyes open.
This treatment continued for six months during which time she saw her family members including herself
They completely ignored her, her own self looking at her with cold, disgusted eyes at her many times filthy state, not that she could help it.
It hurt so much, her heart sometimes felt like it would burst in pain and humiliation.
Many nights when she could finally get some rest she would search her memories and looking back she realized that this was a real incident that happened, she did remember seeing such a filthy boy back then she hated him when she learn he was a bastard and there were many other children as well.
She remembers the sick satisfaction she felt when she saw the 12 year old in his filthy state, unable to help his situation.
She simple hated him for being a bastard even though he was not the one who brought himself in the world.
She cries herself to sleep many nights wanting to change.
She was sorry for treating him that way
She woke up one morning in the sixth month to find that this time she was a little girl.
A little servant girl of ten who worked in the kitchen with her mother.
Her job at such a young age is to deliver the cooked food to the starks.
The little girls body was obviously much weaker than the little boy's making it difficult to carry to large trays of food the servants put in her hands.
She started walking with food to the main hall where her family eats.
And like this it continued for six more months with her in the body of a young child doing very hard manual labor she learned in the modern world is very wrong for children to do.
She along with other young children like herself and young maid servants went around the gigantic castle cleaning every single day.
Her body again ached with pain every day, she went to bed crying and tormented, unable to sleep because of the pain and sours on her body and hands, having to wash tons of dirty clothes by hand and deliver food and more.
Her feet were completely swollen from all the running and walking around Winterfell.
She never knew this is what the small folk went through every day, she never noticed before, especially for the children.
Her children had never had to experience such hardships, never.
Not even Jon who at the time she thought was a bastard.
She desperately tried to close her eyes and sleep but her painful and swelling limbs were throbbing constantly.
This was too much
Tears started flowing down her face again, pained noises escaping from her throat waking the girls mother.
"What's the matter girl" her mother asked.
Catelyn did not answer afraid she would hit her again for complaining about the pain.
"Stop your damn noise I'm tired and would like some sleep, we have work tomorrow, the gods knew I asked for a strong son who could do some real work and this is what I get instead"
Catelyn tried to stop the tears but they just kept flowing unable to stop.
When the mother had enough of her crying she dragged her outside, threw a blanket out and locked the door on her.
And there on the floor she slept.
Ned was currently in chains locked in a dungeon.
He had been found guilty and was currently in chains to be sent to the freezing nights watch.
Who was his Judge?
It was the fourth year here in the chamber for him and he had woken up to him being in the body of a young boy trying to care for his two baby siblings in flea bottom in Kingslanding who the parents had abandoned.
The parents did say one thing before they left though that if the children lived to see adulthood to remember to come take care for their parents in their old age as payment for bringing them into the world.
Ned could not believe his ears when he heard it.
Payment for bringing them into such a horrible place to come suffer.
If he ever found them when he got out of this chamber he would personally kill them.
They didn't even give them names, Ned decided to call them Ann for the girl and Sam for the boy
During the first few months he had already began to emotionally care for Ann and Sam, not as much as his own children but they came a close second.
He did his best to care for them but they were all starving, in this year he didn't have his bow and arrows with him but he had a knife.
Flea bottom was the filthiest, nastiest place he had ever seen, human feces everywhere on the ground, there were just dead bodies lying around.
Naked prostitutes, women and young girl and boys trying to see if anyone would sleep with them to get something to eat.
The more Ned saw it the more he hated Robert, he was sitting on his fat overweight ass every day drinking and eating and whoring while the poor suffered.
This is what he wanted to become king for?
Does he even visit these parts to look on the condition of the people at all?
To look at the damage he is causing.
Ned looked down at the two starving children, he had to find a way to get food to them somehow.
For the next few months he travelled within the city, making sure to bring Ann and Sam with him so nothing would happen to them while he was away.
Ever so often he would get a temporary job here and there, he realized that he could no longer read, whenever he would look at the words he couldn't recognize them no matter how hard he tried.
Harry definitely wanted to teach them a lesson if he goes so far as to manipulate the mind as well.
After several more months of desperately trying to the point of tears to feed the babies he had to resort to stealing.
Something he was heavily against and had punished many for be it young or old.
But he couldn't help it they were losing weight everyday and were always sick, he was afraid he would lose them.
He would try to steal things people in the better parts of Kingslanding would not miss.
Small things to make them stay awake.
It was one day when he tried to steal some apples from a passing merchant when a hand grabbed him roughly and he turned to the face of non other than little Finger.
Fright came over him, what would he do if he was severely punished.
"A little thief, don't your parents teach you better" Peter said not letting go of him.
Ned did not say anything, his siblings were hiding behind a wall and he didn't want him to find them.
"Oh so you refuse to speak well it doesn't matter you will be punished for your crime"
With that Ned was dragged away to be punished.
Ann and Sam seeing their brother being dragged away used their tiny legs and try and catch up to him, tears already running down their hollow cheeks.
"Oh so that's why you were stealing, for those small runts" Peter said before laughing and proceeding to drag him away.
Ann and Sam soon collapsed not being able to keep up.
Ned silently tells them to hide which they did with their bodies weak not being able to do much.
And so that was how he ended up in prison.
Tomorrow he was to get some of his fingers chopped off and then sent to the nights watch.
Ann and Sam would die without him, they were only babies.
He had begged and pleaded to tears but no one would listen , instead they laughed at him and his pain and told him to man up and that children in Kingslanding die everyday, it was nothing new.
The next day he was held down someone took a knife and slowly sliced through three of his fingers making him scream in pain.
That was for the three apples he tried to steal.
The stumps were then dressed and he was given to Yoren as a new recruit.
He didn't even get to say goodbye he immediately had to set out, his entire hand was throbbing in pain.
And so he left hot stinky Kingslanding for the cold north again, something which this body was not use to, his muscles ached and locked up only a new hours in the cold.
This was punishment he received for all the young men and boys he had treated the same way for stealing to survive.
He had thought it was the right thing to do.
He thought it was the right thing to do when he was not starving and nearly dying like they were and still are.
He thought it was the right thing to do when he had a roof over his head and safety and warmth in a Hugh Castle.
This was complete torment.
(Now guys the city Jon saw is Kingslanding, but not the one in season 8 because as far as I'm concerned that season never happened, it was all a rushed, nasty mistake of a season
And all the starks including Jon went through something similar to what Catelyn and Ned went through during their third and fourth years respectable, its to let them better understand the hardships of the small folk, they just didn't go through it the same year or for an entire year, it could be up to six months
Like how Jon had gotten a year of rest on the island so too will the others in their as well)