Harry Potter and the Harmony Kingdom: A Remake

"You sure about this, Twilight?" Spike asked, his clawed hands buried in the pockets of his purple and green jacket.

The train let out a final whistle and chuffed to a halt at the station.

Twilight Sparkle merely smiled at her assistant, the kind of patient, reassuring smile only a parent could give when trying to soothe their child.

"As I told you before, Spike, I gave my word as heir of our house. I must do this. And besides, you know that if push comes to shove, I can defend myself. Plus, Harry isn’t anything like the despicable nobles from the other houses. You’ll see—you might even like him."

Her smile then shifted, gaining a glint of something far more intense. Spike recognized it immediately—hunger, but not for food. This was Twilight’s unquenchable thirst for knowledge. The other ponies waiting at the station, however, lacked his insight. Given her past outbursts—particularly the infamous Nightmare Night incident—they wisely took a few steps back.

"And think of all the wisdom he must have!" she continued, eyes shining. "Coming from such distant lands, imagine all the exotic knowledge!"

A small giggle escaped her, one that sent the weak-willed fleeing and the more cautious bystanders taking another subtle step away.

Spike sighed. "If you say so."

Truth be told, he didn’t know what to think of this Harry character. Twilight and the rest of the girls spoke well of him whenever his name came up. That irked Spike’s draconic pride more than he cared to admit—especially when Lady Rarity had gone on about his ‘striking emerald eyes.’ I have green eyes too!

On the other claw… he had hurt Twilight.

Whatever that ‘anti-magic-blood’ thing was, it had set his instincts on edge. Sure, Harry had healed her afterward, but it still didn’t sit right with him. This was something he and Harry needed to discuss face to face, if only to settle the unease gnawing at his draconic instincts.

Spike let out a deep sigh. Sometimes, being a dragon was more trouble than it was worth.

So, as he often did when faced with stress, he decided to mess with his closest relative.

Spike gave Twilight a knowing smirk, a mischievous glint in his eye. "You sure you’re not just excited for the arrival of a certain rookie guard, hum?"

"Who are you talking abou—oh." Twilight’s face turned crimson, and she let out a quick, flustered growl. "Hush!"

Spike only laughed in response.

Another one this one definitely much more masculine soon join him.

"HAHAHA! So, what’s the joke?" Flash Sentry asked, curious as he eyed a laughing—lizard? Gecko?—wearing a purple and green jacket over a simple white t-shirt and black sports pants. He also had no footwear, but given his reptilian feet, that wasn’t surprising.

The reptile smirked, an expression that Harry recognized anywhere.

"Oh! Flash, hello! It’s nothing, just Twilight’s daily reminder that she’s a Tsundere." Spike finished with a pair of finger guns, making the guard burst into laughter.

Twilight groaned, pressing a hand to her forehead. "Ugh, I knew letting you read those Neigh-ponese comics was a bad idea."

Both non-human males shared a blank look, then turned to Twilight before speaking in unison.

"Says Miss ‘I am the bone of my sword’?"

Twilight’s shoulders slumped in defeat as the two broke into full laughter, their camaraderie already apparent.

"Ugh, why do I associate with either of you again?" she muttered, her question rhetorical.

Harry, however, chose to answer. "Why do we keep up with family? Because they’re important to us. What harm is there in a few jokes if they keep those closest to us happy?"

Harry chuckled as Flash, embracing his new ‘older sibling’ role, pulled Spike into a noogie.

"Oh! Lord Potter!" Twilight suddenly straightened, as if remembering her manners. "Apologies for not noticing you sooner!" She bowed, her formal etiquette kicking in automatically.

Harry simply waved her off. "I have that effect on people, yes. And just Harry will do. It would be unbecoming of a guest to be addressed so formally, wouldn’t it?"

Twilight considered his words before offering a small, approving smile. "It would be, it truly would be."