A/N about Harry's last name, not much you can do with it in the MLP universe. Trotter's pretty much it unless the pony has a given clan or family name like Sparkle or Apple. This was inspired by both "Harry Trotter" and "Son of the Moon"
Chapter 1: The Eager and Prodigal Son
Fancy Pants was the most eligible bachelor in Canterlot. Even more so than Prince Blueblood himself. Not only was he devilishly handsome and dapper, but his wealth and prosperity would make sure no mare he took on as his wife would ever want for anything. Late one chilly October evening Fancy Pants unwravleed his fall cloak and gave it to his doorman to put it in the proper place. After his evening meal and dessert (he had quite the sweet tooth for frosted and apple based delights) his decided to retire to his study. After his butler Finer Things poured him a glass of the finest apple wine from the Isles of Drace his eyes wandered up and down the pages of this evenings edition of The Canterlot Times. A few short hours later time had gotten away from him as he had dismissed his servants and hired help for the night. A bright flash got his attention.
"Finer Things." He called out. Then he remembered that he had dismissed him for the evening. "Damnit all." He swore. He decided to go check out the flash himself. He was well versed in Magical Combat after all. Should whoever made it turn out to be hostile he would knock them or it out and summon the Royal Guard.
Slowly, Fancy opened the door. The stallion looked carefully around feeling a powerful magical signature. But seeing no one.
"What on Equestria was that?" He wondered outloud. Then he heard it. The thing that would change his life forever. A baby's giggle.
He looked down. And saw a baby unicorn giggling at him in a basket.
"Who in Celestia's name would leave an infant out in the cold during this time of year?" He asked no one in particular with a raised eyebrow.
The baby mimicked his facial expression. Then giggled. His horn glowed using magical power. He started FLOATING!
"My word. I've heard of baby unicorns using incredibly advance magic by accident before." He said to himself as the baby flew around him going "Yay!" "But never have I heard anything about them using magic to fly." He plucked the infant out of the air using his own magic holding him in a magic proof bubble so the baby wouldn't hurt himself. The baby sniffled unhappy that his fun was stopped.
"Uh oh. Don't cry baby." Fancy Pants begged. He was in no mood to deal with a wailing infant. He conjured up a rattle. "See the funny noise maker?" He rattled it in the baby's face with magic. The infant started giggling again and Fancy put the silver rattle in the bubble with him. He started suckling on it and Fancy winced. He was used to silver things being polished with silver polish, not baby spittle. "I suppose this late there's no orphanage open, so I guess I could put you up in a guest room."
"You called sir?" Finer Things asked in an english drawl.
"Finer Things, have the servants prepare an infants room. The crib mother bought in case I finally decide to wed should still be in the attic should it not?"
"Yes sir but why would you want...Oh." Finer Things said as he saw his master playing with the infant with a joyful look on his face he had not seen in ages since he was much younger. "Of course Master." Finer Things clopped his hooves together at the gathering servants and relayed Fancy's orders.
Quite a few years later...
Sun please go away today...thought a young dark blue colt as the blins of his suite where magically opened.
"Rise and shine Young Master." Finer Things said to his Master's son.
"Finer Things can't you let me sleep in today?" The young colt asked with a yawn.
"I thought the Master reminded you of what happens when you stay up late reading these...foreign comic books." Finer Things would never understand the yonug Master's obsession with these tales. Tales of pirates and nin pony. An Earth Pony boy with a straw hat was featured on the cover of one.
"But I had to re-read the beginning of the New World arc for the club's next meeting." the colt whined.
"Harry you know you could have done that yesterday instead of studying."
"But on Tuesdays and Thursdays I get free days." Harry whined. "And you know I'm studying any kind of magic I can get my hooves on."
Harry had been obsessed with magic since he had seen the Summer Sun Celebration three years ago. Seeing Princess Celestia raise the sun was the most majestic moment of his short life. He had poured over magic books ever since.
Like a certain lavendar pony, a three year old Harry, smaller than he is now, is seen with a sparking horn in between piles of books on two sides of himself A page turned on its own. He saw this and got excited and started reading the new page.
He had started developing his own magic and his horn was growing. One of his particular favorite spells was an Archery spell that apparently only he could use. No adult unicorn ponies that had seen this had been able to recreate it. Not even the Princess's personal student Twilight Sparkle when she heard of it! As he got better at it the bow grew in size. Now at eight years old it was very big. He fired arrows of magical energy in varying quantities. Single, or volleys.
"Son I have a surprise for you."
"Daddy!" Harry said eagerly and nuzzled his father's chest. Fancy Pants levitated a letter toward his eight year old son.
"Harry Fancy Trotter, we are happy to inform you that you have been granted an entrance exam FOR CELESTIA'S SCHOOL FOR GIFTED UNICORNS!" Harry bounced up and down eagerly "Thank you Daddy! Thank you thank you thank you!" He hugged Fancy Pants around the neck and Fancy Pants gave his adopted son a one legged hug. "But aren't I a year late for my Entrance Exam?" He asked. Most unicorns started the Gifted Unicorn School at 5. Harry was now Six.
"After I told them of your endless hours of studying they said that you reminded them of a young filly that took her entrance exam many years ago and are they where only too happy to grant you an exam for the coming school year. " Fancy smiled down at his son. "Now, are you ready for breakfast?"
"Am I ever." Harry said suddenly realizing h is hungry tummy. He followed his father into the Dining Hall as the servants brought out prepared dishes for the two males and layed them out on the grand cherrywood table.
A few months later...
Harry stood in the exam hall of Celestia's School For Gifted Unicorns.
"Your exam, is to show us the spell in which you have the most confidence." an aging unicorn mare said.
"Most confidence?" Harry asked.
"A spell that you have practiced more than others for instance." A bored male suggested.
"Well I do have one. Could I have a target?" He asked.
After conjuring up the colt a target he rolled his neck and concentrated hard. But for some reason, his bow was flickering in and out. And was as small as a foal's bow. Normally it was a bit bigger. Bigger than him even. "No. Not now." He groaned. "Come on."
"We're waiting." Another pompous male said testily.
A raspberry noise came when his bow flickered out of existence this time. "I'm sorry I wasted your time." He bowed his head in shame.
Suddenly, one of the stars in the sky grew closer to the Mare in the Moon. It shone brightly. Harry suddenly snapped his head up with glowing power surrounding him. His bow materialized in front of him bigger than EVER! Even Fancy Pants was stunned by this bow!
He pulled the string and magical power concentrated into a single arrow. He released it, and an extreme gust of wind followed the release of the bow. The target was completely destroyed and a new hole resided in the walls of several school buildings. Students and teachers looked out of the new holes to see what caused them.
Completely out of control, Harry materialized another arrow of magical power.
"Good lord." Fancy Pant's muttered as his monocle dropped to the floor. He had never seen his son like this before.
Harry raised the bow up to the roof of the Exam Hall and released it. it flew into the skywith a surge of power and attacked the star that had triggered the magical surge. It creeped even more closer to the Moon.
Yet the power surge hadn't stopped. Harry's body couldn't handle all the magic it had been given so suddenly by that single star coming into position. The arrows he had fired had helped, but not much.
"What is going on here?" A new voice demanded. The ponies minus Harry turned to see the Princess hereslf in the doorway. She gasped as she saw this particular colt and his bow. He turned it up tho the examiners who scattered as a volley of arrows destroyed the stands.
Celestia knew she had to act fast before the colt hurt somepony. Or worse, himself. She encased him in a powerful magical bubble which canceled out whatever was influencing his magical power temporarily. Soon the colt was asleep. The magical surge put quite a strain on his body.
"Explain." She demanded sternly to the examiners.
Harry groaned as he woke up. "Did somepony get the number off that stagecoach?" He yawned. Then he noticed the two Royal Guard pony's by on either side of his bed. "Hello." He said.
"The foal is awake. Alert the Princess and Fancy Pants immediately." The superior officer ordered his lesser soldier."
"Right." The pegasi understood his orders and galloped out of Harry's room.
"Where am I?" Harry asked the Guardsman.
"Canterlot General hospital. After your magical surge the Princess brought you here herself to make sure you safely came out of it." The guard revealed.
"Magical surge? But I don't remem-" Harry gasped. "My exam!" He said in panic thinking he hurt somepony and that was why there where guards here. He looked around for an exit. He saw a closet. He dashed into it and locked it magically. "I don't wanna be locked up." He started crying. Crying for his daddy, and anypony he might have hurt with his "Magical Surge."
To be continud in Part 2
Part 2 summary
Princess Celestia herself gives Harry his exam results, and Harry finds a kindrid spirit in an older filly'
Pairings will be FancyPants and Luna, and Harry/Shady Daze (NOTHING EXPLICIT OR RIGHT AWAY) There will be nothing explicit in this fic.
I wanted to write something that gives Harry Quincy powers or Quincy LIKE powers and this idea of Fancy Pants raising Harry popped into my head the other day. So this was born!
Did you know silver kills germs?
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