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// Spectre and the elements 
// Story: Harry Potter, Knight of the moon 
// by The Walker 
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Spectre snorted at Harry’s statement and moved away from him. Harry took the moment to look around and study the area they were in. It appeared to be the ruins of the castle in the Everfree, but Harry could feel the power lying just below the surface of the place. Harry noticed that the power had grown since he had last been there. It was just waiting to be used now, whereas before it had to be drawn on.

“It has been like that ever since we reclaimed the sword.” Spectre’s voice carried out of the shadows. Harry turned to the shadows and noticed that they had deepened as well. Harry knew that the shadows represented the power of Nightmare moon. Harry knew that if he were to look outside, he would see a wall made of rainbows surrounding the castle in its entirety. The castle itself was separated into different areas. They all represented parts of his mind and power. The powers of the hollows had no area, merely flowing through the castle itself.

“So after regaining the sword, both the hollows and Nightmare moon’s power have been strengthened.” Harry heard the movement in the shadow and took that as a yes. “Is there any chance of the wall outside failing?” Harry had moved to a window and was gazing out at the wall.

“No. The wall appears to be stable for now.” Spectre had appeared next to Harry as he too gazed out at the wall. As they both looked at it, they could see something outside the wall. It was being repelled by the wall for now, but in the future, who knows. Harry turned away from the window.

“Let’s get to work.” Spectre nodded as both their horns lit up. The broken columns in the room slowly righted themselves and were pulled straight. Harry glanced up and watched the ceiling patch itself up as the columns were put back into their proper place. He glanced at the dais where Nightmare Moon had stood during his fight with the bearers of the elements while he had been Spectre. He blinked and when he opened his eyes a throne sat there. It was the color of obsidian except for the mark of the hollows sitting on the back of the chair. The mark was bone white. Harry glanced at Spectre who met his gaze evenly. The Throne represented the authority that came with the title of Master of Death. It had been appearing in his normal dreams as well, haunting him every moment he was asleep.

Harry grunted as he turned towards the windows and willed glass into existence. The glass appeared frail, but was as strong as Harry’s will and backed by his own magic. As he turned to the staircase, he glanced back towards the dais. The throne sat there mocking him. Harry made a decision.

“Spectre come help me here.” Spectre seemed to appear next to him out of the shadows though Harry knew that he merely blended with them well. They both moved closer to the throne and their horns burst into different colors. Harry’s was a white color that seemed to shimmer, while Spectre’s was a deep black. Chains flared into existence and wrapped around the throne tight before binding the ends to the floor. Harry nodded once in satisfaction. That should stop the bloody thing from following him in his dreams. Harry glanced at the hall from the dais. It looked like it should have in the old days. White marble columns stood strong supporting the black ceiling.

Harry turned to his left and walked up to the shadows between two columns. They shifted before moving to reveal a wall. Set into the wall was a door with a moon marking it. Harry walked up to the door and ensured that it was still sealed shut. It was shut tight. Harry turned to Spectre who was standing next to the staircase leading to the rest of the castle.

“I need to wake now. I will return when I am able.” Spectre nodded while the room seemed to become foggy. Harry felt his body shifting as conscience returned to him. He looked around the room that was in the barracks. It would need to be decorated, but later. He had woken up because he had felt someone with a large amount of magic arriving in the city. Harry had a few guesses as to who it was.




Harry had called forth the power of the invisibility cloak as he walked through the halls tracking the source of magic. He entered the hall where it was located just in time to see Twilight Sparkle shaking her rump in who he assumed to be Luna and Celestia’s niece. He burst out laughing as he dropped the cloaks power. The others turned to look at him and Rainbow Dash let out a shout.

“Nightmare Spectre.” Harry stopped laughing as he looked around in slight confusion wondering if Spectre had manifested himself outside of the dreamscape. He stopped as he realized that Rainbow Dash was talking about him. He turned to look at her.

“I can assure you Miss Dash, that I am not Nightmare Spectre.” Harry turned to look at Twilight and the rest of her friends. “It is delightful to see you all again. I wasn’t aware that you enjoyed showing off your Flank so much Miss Sparkle.” Twilight’s face turned a deep red color as she look away embarrassed. Harry merely smiled as Pinkie Pie ran up to him.

“Ohmygosh, Your back. I didn’t know you were back. We should throw a party. Have a cupcake.” Harry blinked at the last statement and looked at her out stretched hoofs where a cupcake now sat. He was going to question where she got it, when he noticed Rarity and the others shaking their heads at him. He shrugged.

“Thank you for the cupcake Miss Pie. I assume you and the others are here for the wedding.” They all nodded. “Very well, then I shall be seeing you around.” As Harry turned to leave he was stopped by a voice.

“Who are you?” Harry turned back and looked at Luna’s niece and remembered something.

“We haven’t been introduced yet have we.” Harry bowed his head to her. “I am Harry Potter, Captain of the night guard. I am pleased to make your acquaintance Miss….” As Harry ended the sentence, Luna’s niece seem to straighten herself.

“I am Princess Mi Amore Cadenza or Princess Cadence if you prefer.” Harry nodded to himself and turned to walk back into the rest of the castle. Something was bugging him about Princess Cadence, but he wasn’t sure what it was. He would have to ask Spectre when he saw him next. He usually picked up on things faster than he did.