Disclaimer: I already stated that I don't own Harry Potter, but I don't own My Little Pony either.
YEAR THREE
"One more thing, Professor," Harry said. Lupin put down his suitcase.
"Yes, Harry?"
"My Patronus. . . ." Harry said. "You know how you told me our Patronuses reflect our personality? Well, I think my wand influenced mine."
Lupin laughed. "Harry, I'm afraid that's simply not possible."
"Maybe you should see this. Expecto Patronum!"
Out of Harry's wand came a horse? No, a pony. It had wings – which actually made it a Pegasus –, long hair, and a few butterfly tattoos on it's flank.
"It talks too." Harry said glumly. "Tell him your name."
The pony whispered something.
"What was that?" Lupin asked.
It whispered again.
"Just a little louder, please?"
"Fluttershy," The pony whispered.
"Fluttershy?" Lupin said, raising an eyebrow at Harry.
"Yup." Harry said. "What's more, she's afraid of Dementors."
Lupin shook his head. "And you believe it was your wand that caused it?"
"You've seen my wand, Professor."
Lupin smiled. Everyone had seen Harry's wand. Harry waved the gaudy thing and Fluttershy vanished.
"Well," Harry said, "I am going to be doing a lot of research on My Little Pony when I get home."
"I'd assume so." Lupin said, still smiling. He picked up his case and left for the door. But at the door, he turned back. "Harry," He said, "I hope you don't mind me asking, but why did you even buy that wand?"
Harry frowned. "I went to practically every wandmaker. They all told me this was the one I was destined for."
"How did they all get the same wand?"
"I don't know." Harry said. He now looked thoughtful. "Maybe I should ask them."