Cinematic Adventures: Harry Potter and the Sorcerers Stone

by extremeenigma02


Platform 9 & 3/4

Later that very same day, soon as the entire group finished shopping at Diagon Alley, everyone gathered at the Leaky Cauldron where they would be staying for the night. For tomorrow was the day they’d all be venturing off to Hogwarts. But for now, everyone was content to enjoy all the wondrous, extravagant items they purchased. Currently, the Student Six gathered at the table with the rest of the group as they admired their wands and other school supplies. Silverstream especially refused to put her wand down, ever since she got it hours ago.

“This… is… so… COOL!” She squealed, hugging the wand tightly.

“You might not wanna hold it that tightly, Silverstream,” Sandbar warned her.

“Yeah, remember Mr. Ollivander said they’re as fragile as they are powerful,” Gallus agreed.

“You’re right, you’re right, I’m sorry,” Silverstream apologized. “It’s just that this is so amazing, I can’t stand it. Never before have I been able to do anything more magical than turning my hind legs into a tail. But now… now I can actually do more magic. EEEEEEEK!”

Smolder and Yona, sitting beside each other, just groaned as they rested their heads upon their hoof/claw. They’d been hearing Silverstream’s constant energetic praise of wands and magics for hours. After a while, they just wanted some quiet.

“I swear if she doesn’t stop freaking out about this soon,” Smolder growled, aiming her wand. “I’ll use this thing just to shut her up!”

“Yona hold her down,” Yona whispered to her. “You cast spell.”

“Deal!”

The two hoof/claw bumped and looked over toward Twilight and the rest of the Mane Six. During the Student Six’s time getting supplies with Harry and Hagrid, apparently their teachers had done some shopping of their own. Currently, Twilight was admiring the contents of over a dozen books she bought at Flourish and Blotts.

“So it says right here in The History of the Worlds: Wizarding and Equestria that back when the alliance was first formed, it was actually Princess Platinum and Rowena Ravenclaw that first came upon the foundation that Hogwarts currently stands upon,” She read, in amazement.

“Is that true Hagrid?” Spike asked the big burly man.

“Bout as true as the wind blows lil fella,” Hagrid nodded. “Aye remember learnin’ bout that back in school myself. Apparently when the three tribes and the Ministry of Magic first allied, it was the Founding Four what suggested the idea that a school should be built where students both Wizard and Pony alike could study together.”

Twilight smiled, nodding as she continued the story.

“Then one day, while on an expedition to find the perfect location for the foundation of Hogwarts, Princess Platinum and Rowena Ravenclaw came upon the most beautiful sight they’d ever seen. A little gorge in the middle of a valley of the greenest grass ever grown. It sat along the edge of what is now the Black Lake and the Forbidden Forest. The scenery was so beautiful and peaceful they knew right then and there where Hogwarts would be built.”

“Tha’s right!” Hagrid nodded.

Rainbow Dash flew up alongside Twilight, looking between Twilight and the huge pile of books upon the table.

“Let me get this straight,” Rainbow said, crossing her hooves. “Out of all the cool and awesome magic stuff back in Diagon Alley, the only thing you wanted to buy was a bunch of books?”

“Pretty much,” Twilight nodded.

Rainbow made a slight gagging sound, sticking her tongue out.

“Booooring!” She groaned.

Twilight rolled her eyes before resuming her reading, as Rainbow flew back down and sat beside Applejack.

“So what did y’all pick on up from that there joke shop in town Dash?” Applejack asked.

“Oh you mean ‘Gamble and Japes’?” Rainbow asked, smirking. “Oh you’ll see soon enough.”

“What do ya mean by that?” Applejack asked, narrowing her eyes.

Rainbow snickered as she pointed a hoof toward Rarity. Applejack looked over to find Rarity making herself a cup of tea she picked up from a shop called ‘Rosa Lee Teabag’.

“I do hope that wizards know a great deal about making high quality tea,” Rarity remarked.

She picked up the teacup, bringing it toward her lips. Just as the tea reached her lips, the teacup changed into a set of teeth that bit down Rarity’s nose… hard. The poor fashionista screamed, running around and freaking out. Rainbow Dash burst out laughing, falling back-first onto the floor as she held her gut.

“What in tarnation did y’all do Dash?” Applejack asked, in shock.

Rainbow kept laughing as she reached under the table, handing Applejack the box. Examining the box carefully, Applejack read the label.

“’Nose Biting Teacup’?” She asked.

Finally Rainbow stopped laughing enough to catch her breath, picking herself onto her hooves.

“Pretty good one huh?” She chuckled.

Applejack shook her head, as she pulled out her lasso. She twirled it a few times before throwing it and snatching a still screaming Rarity and pulled her back toward her.

“Get it off!” Rarity screamed. “Get it off! Get it off! GET… IT… OFF!!!!!”

“Hold still sugarcube!”

Applejack used her hooves as best she could to pry the teacup off Rarity’s face. When it finally came loose, Rarity’s nose resembled the size and color of a ripe tomato. Rarity looked over at Rainbow Dash with the most heated glare she’d ever given.

“You’d best start learning to sleep with one eye Rainbow Dash!” Rarity threated. “Because one of these days, I am so getting you back!”

Rainbow had a look of fake innocence, as she held her hooves in defense.

“Hey, hey, hey, let’s just calm down. Okay? Besides, it can’t be any worse than those ‘Hiccup Sweets’ I gave you earlier.”

Rarity’s eyes went wide.

“What do you, hic, mean by, hic, Hiccup, hic, Sweets?”

Applejack just shook her head with a huge sigh.

“This is gonna be a long adventure, ain’t it?”

At the other end of the table, Pinkie Pie scarfed down a whole bunch of candies she got from ‘Sugarplum’s Sweet Shop’ as well as some ice cream from ‘Florean Fortescue’s Ice Cream Parlor’. Fluttershy sat alongside her with a cage of sorts covered with a cloth.

“Oh my gosh!” Pinkie gasped joyfully. “This is the best candy and ice cream I’ve ever had! Of course nothing beats Mr. and Mrs. Cake’s sweets… also Mr. Wonka’s candy… and the everlasting ice cream. But this is just super-duper amazing!”

Pinkie kept scarfing down the candy, while Fluttershy lifted the cloth upon the cage for a quick peek inside.

“Aww don’t worry little guy,” She cooed affectionately. “I know you don’t like it in there but soon you can come out and have fun okay?”

Pinkie took a slight break from eating, peering over to look at what Fluttershy got.

“Hey Fluttershy, what’s in the cage?!” Pinkie asked enthusiastically.

Fluttershy quickly placed the cloth back down, before turning back toward Pinkie.

“Oh—um—uh—n-n-nothing!” Fluttershy stuttered.

Pinkie scrunched up her face, narrowing her eyes at Fluttershy. She could tell she was clearly not telling the truth. There was one sure fire way to get Fluttershy to talk.

“Do you Pinkie Promise that there’s nothing in that cage?” She asked.

Fluttershy’s eyes widened like saucers, as she held the cage close to her. She knew exactly what happens when some pony breaks a Pinkie Promise and it sure isn’t pretty. Fluttershy released a deep breath, sighing in defeat.

“I was hoping to keep this a surprise,” Fluttershy spoke. “But I suppose it’s time.”

Now it was Pinkie’s turn for her eyes to widen. Except her eyes widened with excitement rather than fear and panic.

“Oh boy! Hey guys! Fluttershy has a surprise for us!”

Everyone at the table turned from their seated positions toward Fluttershy at the end of the table. Fluttershy, extremely nervous and scared that everyone’s looking at her, gulped lightly as she lifted the cage onto the table and pulled back the cloth. Inside the cage was a tiny creature that resembled a tiny rodent with a platypus bill. Clearly it was an infant if it’s minuscule size don’t give it away.

“Aww!!!” The group cooed, in unison.

The eyes of the girls, especially Rarity and Pinkie Pie’s, widen with glee at the sight of the adorable creature. The little guy’s nose sniffed through the bars, as it’s beady eyes stared at all the creatures looking at him.

“Oh, it’s so adorable!” Pinkie cooed.

“Look at the cute little face!” Rarity added.

“Well I’ll be!” Hagrid said. “You got urself a Niffler there, Fluttershy.”

“A Niffler?” Ocellus asked. “What’s a Niffler?”

“Oh, they are these little rodent creatures that live in burrows deep as twenty feet below the ground. Very gentle in nature and could even be affectionate toward their owners, so Fluttershy picked a good one… but they can be very destructive.”

“Destructive?” Spike asked.

“Ah, not to worry they’re harmless,” Hagrid assured. “Except they can be very vicious if provoked. Oh, before I forget… do keep ‘im away from sparkly objects.”

“Sparkly… objects?” Rarity repeated. “That’s awfully specific.”

Meanwhile, Pinkie Pie was busy scratching the niffler underneath the chin like a cat. The little creature eyed the spoon in Hagrid’s grip as he was eating his soup. The little guy tried to squeeze through the bars, reaching with its tiny paws but to no avail. Fluttershy had to push the niffler back before it did anything.

“No, no, no little one!” Fluttershy spoke, waving a hoof. “I know you want to come out and play. But you need to wait till we get Hogwarts, okay?”

Whether Fluttershy was even aware of what the niffler wanted or not, the little guy curled into a ball back in the center of the cage doing as its owner told him. As they kept admiring the creature, Hagrid noticed Harry sitting quietly at the table and having not said a word in sometime.

“You all right, Harry?” Hagrid asked. “You seem very quiet.”

“Yeah, we thought you’d be excited about going to Hogwarts,” Rainbow Dash added.

“It’s not that…” Harry shook his head.

“Then what?”

Harry turned toward Hagrid, feeling the big man needed to hear this especially.

“He killed my parents, didn’t he?” Harry asked, pointing at his scar. “The one who gave me this. You know, Hagrid, I know you do.”

The subject of how Harry got his scar and the being responsible for it caused all eyes from the group to face Hagrid. The Student Six were especially curious, seeing as the subject of the man in question briefly came up when they were getting their wands. Yet the students were afraid to ask until Harry brought it up. With a heavy sigh, Hagrid pushed his bowl away knowing everyone was bound to know eventually.

“First off, and understand this, everyone, ‘cause it’s very important,” Hagrid began. “Not all wizards are good. Some of them go bad.”

“That is true,” Twilight nodded. “We’ve had our share of encounters with ponies and creatures who’ve used their magical abilities for evil.”

“Aye.. but you’ve never met anyone like… him. A few years ago, there was ‘one’ wizard who went as bad as you can go. And his name was V--… his name was V--…”

The group faced Hagrid with confusion, seeing as if the big man was struggling to say the name. Either he was struggling to remember the wizard’s name… or it was a name very difficult to roll off the tongue.

“What’s the matter?” Smolder asked. “Can’t you remember?”

“Maybe if you wrote it down?” Harry suggested.

“No, I can’t spell it,” Hagrid shook, speaking quietly. “All right… Voldemort.”

“Voldemort!” Harry spoke loudly.

“Voldemort?” Twilight questioned.

“Voldemort?” The group said in unison.

Hagrid quickly hushed the group, as everyone looked around to see if anyone heard. Most of the Leaky Cauldron was empty, apart from a few patrons. But even if they were ‘listening’, either they weren’t paying much heed or they refused to make themselves known. Yet as Twilight eyed Hagrid, judging by the way he uttered that name, she could feel that even ‘mentioning’ that name was taboo.

“It was dark times, everyone,” Hagrid clarified. “Dark times…”

As Hagrid began to explain, all of a sudden Twilight felt a presence overcome her… her mind drifting back as if she was struck by a vision. Only… the images that appeared in her head were not of what’s to come in the future… but a vision from the ‘past’.

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Twilight’s mind flashed back to a tiny town in the middle of the night, a town called ‘Godric’s Hollow’ on one of the billboards. As Twilight looked around, a figure drifted right through her sending a shiver through her spine. She looked ahead of her and saw a cloaked man walking towards one of the houses. Following close behind, cautiously and quietly, Twilight observed the figure breaking in with his wand and not realizing the terror she was about to bear witness before her eyes.

“Voldemort started to gather some followers, brought ‘em over to the dark side,” Hagrid’s voice narrated. “Anyone that stood up to him ended up dead. Your parents fought against him, but nobody lived once he decided to kill ‘em.”

The worst moment Twilight saw was a woman, Harry’s mother, carrying her infant son and trying to shut the figure away. Twilight could only watch in horror as the door violently exploded off its hinges, the woman, Lily by name, screaming inaudibly yet painfully as she was killed by the dark lord’s wand, it’s magic shot towards the woman. Twilight covered her eyes as a green flash illuminated outside the house. By the time she unfolded her hooves, the tears streaming down her eyes, she gasped as the dark lord, Voldemort, pointed his wand at an infant Harry Potter’s head.

“Nobody… not one,” Hagrid continued. “’Cept you.”

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By the time the flashback ended, Twilight opened her eyes back toward the present. She lifted a hoof toward her eyes, feeling the dry stains of the tears that fell upon her eyes. The rest of the group had been watching Hagrid retell the story the entire time, unaware of what happened to Twilight. Many emotions were shared from the group: Horror, shock, anger, sadness. The most stunned of all was Harry Potter himself, taking in the fact of the ill-fate his parents suffered and the mark Voldemort left upon him.

“Me?” Harry spoke softly. “Voldemort tried to kill… me?”

“Yes,” Hagrid nodded reluctantly. “That ain’t no ordinary cut on your forehead, Harry. A mark like that only comes from being touched by a curse… and an evil curse at that.”

“Sweet Celestia…” Rarity gasped, tearfully.

“Oh Harry…” Silverstream sighed. “That’s just terrible… horrible…”

“But that still leaves one nagging question,” Gallus pondered. “Whatever happened to… well… ‘You-Know-Who’?”

“Well, some say he died,” Hagrid guessed. “Codswallop in my opinion. Nope, I reckon he’s out there, still, too tired to go on. But one thing’s absolutely certain.”

“Like what?” Fluttershy asked nervously.

Hagrid turned back toward Harry Potter; the boy having been listening to the story with minimal interruptions.

“Something about you stumped him that night. That’s why you’re famous. That’s why everybody knows your name. You’re the boy who lived.”

The group silently turned towards Harry Potter, who sat there absorbing everything that has lead him to this moment. Of an evil wizard who had the chance to kill the boy when he was most vulnerable, and yet for whatever reason his life was spared. This still left many questions for everybody, which didn’t help the fact that this ‘Voldemort’ may still be alive and planning his next move on the boy. And if what Hagrid said of this wizard is true, and he’s as dangerous of an enemy as he can be, the group have every good reason to stay close to their new friend now.

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The following day, Hagrid lead Harry and his new friends through King’s Cross Station, one of the train stations in London. Crossing a bridge, the group stood close to Harry who carried his cart consisting of his baggage, equipment and Hedwig the owl. The rest of the group had their supplies in their own carts as they walked beside Hagrid. Along the way, a passing couple eyed the burly man suspiciously.

“What’re you looking at?” Hagrid asked.

The couple said nothing, merely walking away as if not wanting to stir any trouble. It was fortunate for Twilight and her friends that the spell prevented these ‘muggles’ from seeing them, yet it didn’t help the fact that someone could still be watching them regardless. Just then, Hagrid checked his watch and was taken aback.

“Blimey, is that the time?” Hagrid asked.

“What’s the matter, Hagrid?” Spike asked.

“Sorry, everyone, I’m gonna have to leave you. Dumbledore’ll be wanting his—well, he’ll be wanting to see me.”

“Can’t we just go with you?” Rainbow asked.

“No, ya can’t go with me Mrs. Dash,” Hagrid shook his head. “This be Hogwarts business… very secret. Now, uh, your train leaves in ten minutes. Here’s your tickets.”

Hagrid proceeds to hand each of the group their train tickets, and especially one for Harry.

“Stick to it folks, that’s very important,” Hagrid instructed. “Stick to your tickets.”

“Whatever you say, Hagrid,” Sandbar nodded.

The group take a look at their tickets to see where their train is. But to everyone’s confusion, especially Harry’s, something about the tickets seemed… off.

“Platform 9¾?” Harry questioned. “But Hagrid, there must be a mistake. This says Platform 9¾. There’s no such thing… is there?”

Harry and his friends look up… only to see that Hagrid had completely vanished. They looked around the bridge, but there was no mistake. Harry and the group were left all alone with their carts.

“Hagrid gone!” Yona gasped.

“No kidding!” Smolder replied dryly.

“Boy, people come and go so quickly in this story,” Pinkie observed.

“Well, you heard what Hagrid said every pony,” Twilight reminded. “The train’s do to leave in a few minutes. We better get going while we still have time.”

The group nods as they proceed to walk down the lane between trains, with Harry walking close behind. As they pass through a sea of pedestrians, the commotion and chaos of activity ringing in their ears, a man in a hurry rushed by them.

“Sorry,” The man apologized, while walking.

“It’s quite all right!” Fluttershy replied.

“Flutters… you do remember most of these people can’t see us right?” Rainbow questioned.

“Sorry Dash. Force of habit.”

Nevertheless, the group keeps going with minimal interrupts. It was then Harry spotted one of the guards, helping some folks find their station.

“Excuse me!” Harry called out. “Excuse me!”

“Right on your left, ma’am,” The Guard instructed.

By the time the woman left, the guard finally addressed his attention to the boy. The Equestrians and the students completely invisible before his eyes, though strangely a large amount of carts are shown.

“Excuse me, sir,” Harry requested. “Can you tell me where I might find Platform 9¾?”

“9¾?” The Guard questioned, incredulously. “Think you’re being funny, do ya?”

Shaking his head, the guard walked off taking Harry’s request as utter nonsense. Seconds later, the group spotted a family consisting of a woman, her daughter, and four boys walking by pushing carts.

“It’s the same year after year,” The woman spoke. “Always packed with Muggles, of course.”

“Muggles?” Harry and the Students questioned.

“Come on, Platform 9¾ this way!” The woman called out.

“That’s our Platform!” Spike said. “I bet if we follow that family, they’ll lead us to our train!”

“Good thinking, Spike,” Twilight smiled. “C’mon every pony. Let’s follow them.”

They proceed to follow the family to where Platform 9¾ is supposed to be. But for some strange reason, the whole family stopped at a brick wall. The Equestrians were especially confused when they watched the mother address one of her boys.

“All right, Percy, you first,” The woman beckoned.

The tall red-haired boy, Percy by name, stepped forward and positioned himself before the wall. Then he makes a mad dash and to the astonishment of the group he disappeared right into it. Harry was especially amazed, looking around to see if the Muggles saw that. But everyone seemed too preoccupied or rushing towards their trains, they paid no attention.

“Fred, you next!” The woman beckoned.

The group turned and saw two of the boys looked exactly the same. There was no doubt about it that they were twins.

“He’s not Fred, I am!” The boy next to his brother argued.

“Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother,” The other brother shook his head.

“Oh, I’m sorry, George!” The woman sighed.

One of the twins made their way toward the wall.

“I’m only joking,” The boy smirked. “I am Fred.”

‘Fred’ made a dash through the wall, followed by his twin brother, George. Harry shook his head in disbelief.

“That was so…” Rainbow began.

Awesome?” Applejack finished.

“Hey!” Rainbow cried, facing Applejack. “That’s my line!”

“Excuse me!” Harry called out.

He and the group approached the family, who acknowledged their presence. The remainder of the family were not only stunned to see Harry Potter in their presence, but an assembly of the most unusual group of creatures in one tight unit. The woman’s eyes caught the alicorn mare, Twilight Sparkle, and her face lit up as if she instantly knew her.

“Upon my word!” The woman gasped. “You’reTwilight Sparkle!”

Twilight Sparkle was briefly surprised but seeing that one she must be aware of magic and given she must know Twilight somehow she quickly straightened up.

“Why yes, ma’am!” Twilight nodded. “I’m Twilight Sparkle, Princess of Friendship from Equestria. And these are all my friends!”

Twilight presented her friends to the family; they all gave a salute though Fluttershy’s was a shy wave. The little girl beside her mother lit up with silent surprise, seeing all these creatures together.

“And you are?” Twilight asked.

“Weasley, dear,” The woman introduced herself. “Molly Weasley. Don’t mind me, I’m just making sure my kids make it to the train on time. Just barely made it.”

“What a coincidence!” Pinkie stepped in. “We were actually looking for that very same platform. Good thing we ran into you guys or we would’ve gotten lost.”

“C-Could you tell us how to—?” Harry asked nervously.

“How to get on the platform?” Mrs. Weasley asked. “Yes, not to worry, dears. It’s Ron’s first time to Hogwarts as well.”

The group turned toward the other red-haired boy, Ron, who smiled back at the group.

“How you doin’?” Gallus greeted, before facing Mrs. Weasley. “So…”

“It’s very simple,” Mrs. Weasley assured. “All you’ve got to do is walk straight at the wall between platforms 9 and 10.”

“Is that all?” Ocellus asked nervously.

“Best do it at a bit of a run if you’re nervous.”

“Trust me my friend’s nervous every day,” Smolder replied, nudging Ocellus.

“Hmph!” Ocellus pouted.

“Settle down y’all,” Applejack instructed. “Better do what she says if we wanna make the train.”

“Good luck,” The little girl said.

Harry Potter and the group position themselves before the wall itself, taking a deep breath. They then rush straight toward the wall, closing their eyes… and emerge right from the other side. Opening their eyes, they work their way around the cover and find themselves standing at a magnificent station called Platform 9¾, as indicated by one of the signs. They watch as numerous young boys and girls, all of them wizards, board a large red train, the Hogwarts Express. A whistle blows signaling that it’s time for them to go. They all sigh with relief knowing what’s just up ahead.

“Every pony,” Twilight declared. “Looks like this is going to be the start of a magical adventure!”