For a Vacation
Dear Harry,
I was so excited to get your last letter. You seem to be enjoying yourself. I can't believe you're already fourteen years old. You must be a wiz, ha ha, at being a wizard. Everything is just going fine here. Pinkie Pie just threw yet another party. I'm so exhausted! I love her parties, don't get me wrong. But some times I wish she would slow down. But then that wouldn't be Pinkie Pie. I so hope you can come visit one day. I think I found a spell that will bring you to my world. I really, really would love to see you in person. Anyway, I have a lot of studying I have to do now. I could just go on and on in this letter. I won't do that. I know you're busy with your own studying. I hope to hear from you soon.
Love always,
Twilight
P.S. I finally told Fluttershy about Hedwig. She really wants to meet her some day, too.
Harry sighed. Leaning back against his pillows, pain shot through his body. The first trial of the Tri Wizard tournament had ended hours ago. But the pain in his body make it feel like it just ended. He still couldn't believe that he was entered into the tournament. He didn't want to be in it. His eyes drifted over to his former best friend's bed. The red haired boy was sleeping with his back towards him. This whole tournament had driven a wedge between them. Ron was angry with him, and he was angry with Ron. He had no idea why his former friend was so jealous. This tournament was dangerous. He really didn't want to attend it. But how could he not? He had already been shoved into it.
His eyes wondered over to the window. Hedwig was sleeping on a perch nearby. If he could just get out of here. Even just for a small vacation. He would take it. His eyes dropped back down to Twilight's letter. The young girl was magical like he was. His eyes found her words again about how she wanted to meet him and how she was working on a spell that could bring him to his world. It was very tempting. Perhaps he should tell her he was willing to come see her, even if for a short while.
Gnawing on his lip, Harry reached for his pen and a blank piece of paper. Rolling onto his stomach, he put the pen to the paper and began to write.
Dear Twilight,
It's good to hear from you again. I'm glad everything is going well for you in your studies. My studies are still going fine. Though, to be honest, I really could use a break from all of this. I, somehow, got entered into a tournament that's extremely dangerous. I don't want to participate in it. So I'm more that open to accepting your offer of bringing me to your world. I think we're long over due to meet. If you can get the spell working, feel free to pull me into your world. Oh, and Hedwig. She'd love to come meet you all, especially Fluttershy. I think they would get along really well. Well, it's getting late. I should get to bed. My body hurts so much. I hope to hear from you soon.
With love,
Harry
Harry sighed. He folded the letter before tapping it with his wand, using the spell that Twilight told him about. "Telaportas." A spark shot out of his wand. It spiraled around the letter before it and the letter vanished in a flash. "Well, that's that. If only she really could bring me to her world."
Putting up his utensils, Harry laid down his glasses and rested his head on his pillow and closed his eyes.
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Twilight hummed to herself as she continued to read the book in front of her. A yawn escaped her mouth. "Goodness. Is it really getting that late?"
She looked up to her window. The moon was directly in front of it, shining brightly. "I guess it is. I just got so lost in this book. It's so good. But I should put it up for the night."
Twilight's horn started to glow. The glow wrapped around the book and she floated it to the shelf. The young mare turned to walk to the stairs that would lead up to her room where she knew her young dragon companion was already asleep. But before she could take a single step towards their bedroom, a light flashed into the room. She watched as a piece of paper floated down onto her table. "Harry must have sent me another letter. I didn't expect him to reply so soon."
She walked over to it. Engulfing her horn in its purple glow, she picked up and opened the letter. Her eyes ran over his words, devouring them. She gasped. "Oh no! He's entered into a dangerous tournament?! That's so scary! He must be so worried! I can't stand the thought of him being hurt!" She paced the room. "There must be something I can do. I don't want him to get hurt. Oh! Wait! The spell! I can bring him here! He agreed to it!"
Twilight turned and ran towards her bookshelf, the letter floated down to the table. Her eyes ran over the books. "Let's see. There it is!" She pulled the book off the shelf and opened it, flipping through the pages. "Let me think. The spell should be right…here!" She carefully scanned her eyes over the spell. "Okay. This should be easily enough." With a deep breath, she spoke the spell. "One so far away. Tired and worn. I beseech you. Come to my world. Come to me and rest."
Twilight's horn flared up. A wind appeared in the room. Small purplish grey clouds gathered above her. The magic from her horn shot through the clouds. With a flash of lightning and a small boom of thunder, two figures came through the clouds. They floated down to the floor. One was a white owl, beautiful and wise looking. While the other was a tan stallion with rich chocolate color mane and tail.
It was her friend Harry. She wasn't exactly sure how she knew since she's ever seen him. But she had no doubt this was her friend. The wind and clouds vanished. She smiled upon hearing Spike stir upstairs. He said, "Pinkie Pie, turn down the music. It's too loud."
"Oops. I didn't mean to disturb him," Twilight said. Her eyes landed on her new guests. Well, I should let them sleep. He looks so worn out." She gathered her magic around her horn again and summoned a blanket and pillow for Harry. Lifting him up, she placed the pillow under his head and the blanket over him. "Sleep well, my friend. We'll officially meet in the morning."
Twilight turned and headed up the stairs, ready for bed herself. Giddiness filled her as she laid down on her bed. She couldn't wait to officially meet her new friend in the morning. With a yawn, she laid down and closed her eyes.
Man, I hope someone likes this. I'm not that good at writing and I'm a bit in a little depressed funk. This is my first attempt at a cross over like this.
