Mirror Mirror: The Hogwarts Chronicles, Year 1/7

by MathewSwiftMLP

Chapter 2: Twilight's Letter

Twilight looked up into the mirror on the bedside dresser, with curiosity and fear, for she had changed. She was taller, and her muzzle seemed to have shrank. She still had her hair, but her horn and wings had vanished from her forehead and back. She was wearing what looked like a uniform, with a magenta bow tie, a violet mini skirt, with her cutie mark symbolized in it and her skin was like her coat: lavender purple. Even her eyes remained the same as her Alicorn counter-part. The man was thinking of the same.

"Very unusual for a girl to have purple eyes, eh?" He asked Twilight. "Why'd you scream?"

"Uhhh..." Her mind was going blank. She wanted to tell him, but that would jeopardize Equestria's existence. If she did tell them, what if they'd wanted to take over her home? She found a quick lie. "Because... I fell."

"Tha's it?" The man raised a red eyebrow. "Anyway, your family is askin' fer ya."

"My... family?"

"Well, fer breakfast, of course!" The man chuckled. "They, includin' you, signed up rooms fer September 1st, din't ya?"

Just go with it, Twilight. Twilight thought. "Y-yes?"

"Well, my name is Tom Cake, but call me Tom. I'm th' bartender fer the Leaky Cauldron. Let me escort ya."

Twilight stood and walked out of the room, following Mr. Cake down a staircase. It was difficult to walk with just two legs, but after a while, her instinct took over her new legs. They walked into a grubby-looking pub, with aged creatures, reading or talking. At the farthest table from the staircase, she saw her older brother, Shining Armour, who had changed as well. He still had his blue hair and chalk-white skin, but he was a head taller that Twilight, wearing a set of sapphire blue robes, which embolyzed a bronze raven, with the word "Ravenclaw" stitched at the bottom of the crest. He saw Twilight and approached her.

"Twiley!" He called, and even his voice sounded a bit different. "How was your sleep, kiddo?"

Twilight felt a bit between happy and confused when she hugged her brother. "Alright, I guess?"

"Follow me, we're going to have breakfast."

They approached their table and Twilight saw more familiar faces: a girl, with yellow, pink and violet hair, also wearing robes, but they were scarlet and gold, with the crest bearing a lion, saying "Gryffindor Prefect" along the tip of the crest. It was Princess Cadence, not really a princess. Her mother, who looked different, except for her purple-and silver hair, also wearing another set of sapphire blue robes, but the bronze raven was nowhere to be found. Her father was just wearing a black robe, but his navy blue hair and blue skin still stayed the same.

"Mom?" Twilight shrieked. "Dad? Cadence?"

"How are you, honey?" Her mother chuckled. "How was your sleep?"

"Pretty good, I guess?"

"Come sit, we were waiting for you to start eat." Her father pointed out to the buffet laid before them. It contained several platters of strange thins that Twilight had never seen before. Her stomach aching in hunger, she decided that she could try new things, so she sat down between her father and Shining and began to eat.

Twilight had to admit, that these creatures, who worked at this place, makes new things taste good. She tried what they called bacon, sausage, and something called humbugs. They were so good, she forgot to ask Tom what they were made from. She put a few more of those humbugs in her pocket, when she felt something that felt like... a LETTER?

Desperate to find out if it came from Princess Celestia, Twilight pulled out the letter from her pocket and her face fell. It wasn't from Princess Celestia. In fact, there was no return address. Instead, there was the sending address, in green ink.

The lavender-skinned girl opened the letter and read:

Dear Miss Sparkle,

We are please to announce that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins at September 1st. We await your owl no later than July 31st.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

Twilight looked at the list and raised an eyebrow

First-year Students must be equipped with:

Books:
A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot
The Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Lively Toadstool
The Standard Book of Spells by Miranda Goshawk
Brewing: a Guide to Potion-Making by Kindle Thornbottom
Shields from Darkness: Volume 1 by Arnold Riddle

Uniform:
1 set of black robes
1 pair of protective gloves (dragon-hide or similar)
1 scarf and 1 set of boots

Other Equipment:
1 wand
1 standard size/ 2 pewter cauldron
1 set of potion ingredients
1 brass telescope
1 journal

Students are allowed to bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

NOTICE: FIRST-YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS!

Why would I want a broomstick? thought Twilight, as she finished reading. To clean up the school with? She placed the list in her pocket and began to head to her room, when she heard a familiar voice.

"Twilight? Is that you?"

She whirled around to find the owner of the voice, but it wasn't found. After a soft "HOO!", she looked up to see an owl, but not the ones that she sees delivering letters out and in the window. It was a purple-feathered owl, with a green belly, while his tail feathers were also emerald-green, with it's beady eyes with black slits in the middle of those green irises. Those eyes were very, VERY familiar!

"Spike?" She stared at the owl. "Is that you?!"