A/N: Here's the next chapter of Harry Potter and the New Life. Sorry for the delay. Also, since some of you weren't paying attention, Harry is six years old here and is pretty much self-taught, since I sincerely doubt the Dursleys would teach him how to read. As for barely knowing how to speak, what six year old knows how to pronounce the words Harry was trying? And since I imagine the Dursleys not being averse to swearing in front of him, Vernon mostly, he will show a rather colorful vocabulary. Plus, the rating is going up for safety and possible slightly risque content in future.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or My Little Pony.

Chapter 4:

It took half-an-hour for the quartet to reach Ponyville Library and Harry quickly jumped off the wagon after they stopped. His hoof caught on the edge though, and he tripped, tumbling to the ground and kicking up dust. When it settled, Harry was lying on his back with swirly eyes, his tail his only cover.

"Is he okay?" Sweetie Belle asked, worried.

"I don't know. That was a hard fall he took." Scootaloo said.

"Let's check on him to make sure." Applebloom offered. The other two agreed and they all moved to around Harry. "Well, he's not hurt. That's always good."

"Yeah..." Sweetie Belle started to say, but was interrupted by Harry's groan and the shifting of his tail, which Scootaloo noticed.

"Hey, what's this?" Scootaloo asked, pointing to what Harry's tail previously covered. Applebloom moved to get a closer look.

"That? That's his... um... now what did mah big sister call it? Begins with a P, Ah think." Applebloom said.

"Oh, oh! I know! I found out about it in an encyclopedia." She leaned in and whispered exactly what it was to Scootaloo.

"It's his WHAT?!" The orange pegasus exclaimed, shocked and embarrassed. "Then why are we staring at it?!" She had a deep blush as Harry woke up to her screaming.

"Keep it down, Scootaloo." Harry chided. "And why are you blushing?"

Scootaloo turned away and just pointed. "That's why."

Harry looked down and blushed as well. "Oh. Sorry you had to see that." He got back onto his hooves and started walking to the library. As he approaches the door, it swings open and smacks him in the face, knocking him down.

"Dammit!" This little outburst elicited gasps from the little fillies and the pony at the door.

"Young colt, I think you need to have your mouth washed out." His eyes widened as the mare pulled him inside with her magic. She looked at the three fillies. "I'd advise forgetting what you heard."

"Oh, it's alright. I hear worse from my sister Applejack, especially when she has a particularly tough harvest." Applebloom says. "Granny Smith even allows swearing in extenuating circumstances, even from me."

The purple mare nods in acknowledgement. "Well, I still need to clean this one's mouth. And the same will befall you if you swear in the library. I'm sure Granny Smith and Rarity would agree." With that, she entered the Library and closed the door.

To be continued...

A/N: That's Chapter 4. Please read and review. I'm sorry it was short, but it was mainly filler. As for Applebloom knowing about the male anatomy, she lives on the farm and has possibly seen something similar from the farm animals. Applejack, being the Element of Honesty, would no doubt have, at first, unsuccessfully tried to dodge the questions before giving in and explaining.