A Wizard In a Pony World

Crash!

"Oi...Dudley, knock it off...can't you see I'm passed out over here?" I mumble slowly stumbling up, finally waking from overexertion, "You know I hate it when...you know what nev-" I grumble, as I open my eyes lazily, before being interrupted.

"Harry?" Twilight asks, obviously worried, to which I get nervous myself.

"Yes? Is something wrong? Oh please don't tell me I have a wound, Hermione would kill me!" I say nervously, quickly checking myself over. Seeing that I have none, I look up at Twilight with a puzzled look. "What?" I ask.

"Do you h-" She starts, before she is interrupted by a very royal sounding, yet excited voice, which causes a slight grin to spread on my face.

"Well done my little ponies, I knew you could do it!" said voice says, while the sun rises in the sky, causing a bright clash to blind us. As soon as the light clears away, in front of the window I see another Alicorn, one who looked very regal, with a wavy rainbow mane and tail, as well as a perfect white coat, all underneath a tiara and a gold royal regalia with a large purple gem in the middle.

Aren't they rare? So far I know of like, three...well two I'm not exactly one by birth...and why are they bowi- oh...the tiara and regalia, must be the Princess that Twilight was talking about...should I bow? Nah, I don't know how to bow... I ponder, as Twilight and the girls glare at me, well not Pinkie or Fluttershy, but all the others. "What? I don't know how to bow! I barley know how to run without tripping! Even then its bit slow!" I shout, glaring back with twice as much intimidation, making them all cringe. Ha! Look at me now, I'm making ponies frightened of me! This is the most ridicules thing ever! A scrawny kid like me, now Alicorn, is able to make the people...ponies that weren't even frightened of that other Alicorn...w-wait...did she get smaller? And less...evil looking? That is pretty cool...can I control my size? I think to myself, looking over to said Alicorn.

"And who is this? A Mister Harry Potter?" Said the Princess, who I completely ignore, walking over to the pony now curled up on the floor. As soon as I reach her, I notice she is shaking, not from the cold, since it was fairly warm in the room, but most likely fright. I get up close to her ear and whisper "'Ello...are you okay?"