Disclaimer: My Little Pony Friendship is Magic belongs to Hasbro. Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. This is a free fiction, not to be sold or traded for any money, services or goods.
Please refrain from commenting on any spelling and / or grammatical errors. Rather, PM me and I will see to fixing them in due time, thank you. For more information, see my profile.
Sweetie Belle and the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
23 (Short)
"Snogging?" Sweetie Belle gave Deuce a confused look.
"Yea." Deuce grinned wide. "I caught a couple from Hufflepuff out in the courtyard last night trying to suck each others tonsels out." He added a chuckle at that point, then saw the mortified look on Sweetie Belle's face. "You ok there Sweetie?"
"Why would they even want to do something like that? That's-that's HORRIBLE!!!"
Let's be fair here. Sweetie Belle IS rather innocent... and not too knowledgeable on the whole British terminology concerning various things.
Deuce had been about to take a bite out of his lunch when Sweetie Belle had made that outburst, which made most of the population of the dining hall turn and stare.
"Uh, you know, they were kissing? Snogging means kissing." He finally explained.
"But, what about sucking each others... uh, what's a tonsil?"
Deuce's face met the hardwood table in disbelief. "Don't ponies have tonsils?" He muttered as he lifted his head slightly.
"Um, I don't know."
Thud. Deuce unceremoniously let his head fall once again as he tried not to burst out laughing.
---
Sweetie Belle stormed through the halls, huffing and red faced. As she rounded a corner, she nearly ran face first into Zwei's chest, but managed to stop before collision. "Zwei?"
"Oh, Hello Sweetie." Zwei said and looked away. "Sorry, I'm busy right now and can't talk."
The young girl frowned as her friend walked past. For the last few days since Rarity had returned home, she'd been rather melancholy and didn't hang out or talk at all. She knew something was bothering her, but didn't know what, or even how to find out.
Her own mood forgotten and replaced with concern, she thought of the one and only person who might be able to help.
Unfortunately, he was being somewhat of a jerk at the moment.
"Ugh, I could ask Deuce... No, he's being too weird today." The young girl sighed and turned back toward the hall that would eventually lead to the Griffindor dorm. Maybe someone there could give her some clue as to why her friends were acting so strange.
Rounding another corner, she spotted yet another one of her friends. "Phin!" She called out.
The boy turned colt looked up from the book he was reading and smiled. "Hi Belle. How are you today?"
"Ugh... Being teased by Deuce, and Zwei is acting all weird and teasing me. I really don't understand humans sometimes." She plopped herself down next to Phineas and rested her chin in her hands, propped up by her knees. "This sucks. Tomorrow my two friends from Ponyville are coming to visit again, and all this is happening."
Phineas had met them on their last and first visit. Oddly, that was when he first started to feel like he could like the ponies. Then again, he owned a pony back at home... Not that he'd admit it to Sweetie Belle. "Well, think of it like this. You'll have more reason to hang out with... um, what were their names again?"
"Scootaloo and Applebloom."
"Right." Phineas nodded. "So, they're both girls like you, right?" He turned to look at Sweetie Belle, who was no longer there.
Rather, she'd been replaced by a pile of clothes with something small struggling about inside.
A moment later, a small white pony head poked out. "Hey! I'm a pony again!" She squeeled with delight and hugged Phineas. "I'm me again!" She hopped clear out of the clothes, and lit up her horn. Her human uniform was neatly folded up and her wand stored away in her mane.
"That's awesome. You can use your Cloud Skimmer again." Phineas beamed brightly. "Want to go for a flight?"
"You bet. Let me just go get my proper uniform and stuff. I'll meet you in the courtyard." Sweetie Belle galloped off as fast as her little legs could move her.
---
It felt great to be in the sky again. Flying on a broom, even though she could grip it with human hands, had not been as relaxing as on her flying board. For starters, just sitting on the broom was uncomfortable...
Phineas freely flew about, bouncing off the castle walls and buzzing some of the other students who were outside.
Sweetie Belle flew more casually, not performing any tricks. After all, she was no stunt flier. She watched as Phineas would push himself, trying some stunts that he'd seen pilots in their airplanes perform.
It was easy for him, what with the smaller mass and his sleek, long wings.
Scootaloo was going to be jealous. Maybe.
"Hey Belle!" Phineas flew down next to his friend. "Want to go up and sit on the clouds again?"
Sweetie Belle smiled and nodded. She had been missing the fluffyness of the clouds for a while now. Once they reached the barrier that surrounded the school and passed through it, they flew up higher till they reached the lower clouds. A casting of the Cloud Walk spell, and Sweetie hopped off her board and relaxed on pure fluffy clouds.
Phineas landed next to her and lay down. "I haven't been up here since our last time here."
Sweetie Belle rolled onto her back and looked over to her friend. "Why not? You can fly up here anytime you want."
"Dunno. It feels like it would be too lonely without somepony here." He smiled softly as he spoke.
The filly blushed a little, then sighed and looked up at the higher sky.
The colt rolled onto his back and did the same.
---
It would be too easy to return Sweetie Belle to her human form. A simple spell, and that would be that.
No, he didn't want to kill the little pony. He doubted that his brother or that dumb board could support her, which would mean she'd fall to her death.
No, there were worse things than death after all.
"Hmm, how about this little charm." He pointed his wand, took careful aim, and softly cast the spell. "Need it want it." He hit Sweetie Belle exactly as he'd intended.
Scorpius grinned darkly and sunk back into the cloud he'd been using as coverage, then quickly flew back toward Hogwarts.
---
"S-Sweetie Belle?"
"Hmm?"
"I... I want you..."
"Uh, what?" Sweetie Belle had been laying on the cloud, relaxing and almost dozing off when she heard Phineas speak. She opened her eyes and looked up at the colt, and saw his expression. Hearts floated in his eyes as he gazed upon her. "Wait, what?" She squeeked and rolled to the side and onto her Cloud Skimmer as Phineas lunged at her.
"I want you! I must have you!" He lunged again, but Sweetie Belle was off as fast as she could move.
"What is going on? Why is Phineas acting like that?" She asked herself as she dove for the castle. She aimed for the balcony leading into the Griffindor common room and landed, quickly diving into the safety of the doors.
A moment later she heard a thud and looked back. Phineas was sprawled out on the barrier that kept the other house members from entering the doors. He slid down said barrier and landed on the deck.
"What was that about..." She muttered and then turned to see a few Griffindors staring at her.
With hearts in their eyes.
"Oh no..." Sweetie Belle bolted, weaving past them all and ran for the main door. She had to reach Headmistress Mcgonnagal as fast as she could, and hopefully avoided contact with anyone else.
Being chased was not unfamiliar to her. She'd already experienced this once before when Scootaloo and Applebloom had first visited, only this time, she had a feeling she knew why this was happening.
"That spell that Princess Twilight told me about..." She muttered to herself as she dove into a small storeroom to try to loose the four or five Griffindors who were after her. "The Want It Need It spell..." She shuddered. "But how could anyone here even know such a spell?"
Then it dawned on her. "Scorpius... He had to be the one to cast it on me..." She frowned and looked around the store room. Spotting an empty cardboard box, she upturned it over her body and poked a couple eye holes into it. Hopefully if nobody could actually see her, they wouldn't be effected as well.
Leaving the storeroom after making sure the coast was clear, she started moving with as much stealth as a tiny pony in a cardboard box could, while walking on hard stone tiles...
Sweetie Belle was making good time, all things considered. She'd avoided being spotted so far.
"I found her!"
"Eep!" Sweetie Belle cowered in her box and heard a bunch of footprints heading her way...
And then running past and down the hall away from her.
Opening her eyes, she peeked out the eye holes in her box and carefully looked around.
Seeing the coast was clear, she carefully made the final stretch to reach the stairs to the Headmistress' office.
Finally climbing to the top, she cast aside the box and knocked on the door. "Please be here. Please be here." She pleaded to herself, seeing as there was nobody else around at the moment.
"Come in."
Sweetie Belle quickly threw open the door and dove in, kicking it shut behind her. "Headmistress! I need your help. I got a spell cast on OOF!!!"
The filly found herself suddenly scooped off her hooves and into the arms of Minerva Mcgonnagal...
"I hate my life..."
To Be Continued...