When a portal is opened between worlds, a trickle of new students comes across it. Professor Dumbledore was ready when the trickle became a roar- but nobody could have been ready for what came next, especially not Dumbledore:

Hogwarts... harmonized.

And Discord did it.

Or at least, his daughter did, but close enough.

Yet another rewrite on the old The Gate/OtIoPW/AI chain, now with an amusing abbreviation. Oh, yes, and consideration towards the challenges of having many thousands of students at Hogwarts...

This story will be taking over AI's Tuesday publication slot, when I remember on the appropriate day of the week.

Tags may be updated as the story progresses. Emphasis on may, because I don't think I've ever updated the tags of a story as the story progressed. SoL tag is in the dear hopes that I can actually write enough of it to warrant the tag. Adventure tag is because that's what's more likely to actually get written.

I should probably mention this somewhere. Written with the proofreading and editing assistance of Gerandakis, Asoka, and Rose. I seriously can't be bothered to dig up profiles, especially as I'm not entirely sure that all three of them have FimFiction profiles.

Cancelled for... just being a very, very poorly planned story. It was great while it lasted. Note there's a total of sixteen chapters; if you don't see through chapter sixteen, I'm still publishing it, even after cancellation.

This story is a sequel to Actually, I'm Dead

After losing control of the Alicorn Amulet, the Elements of Harmony sealed Trixie inside an obsidian statue. She didn't refuse. She didn't fight back. Trixie gladly accepted her penance in order to keep her friends safe from her own demons.

But some things come back, even if they shouldn't.

Now Trixie has to figure out her own position in the great scheme. Yet as she does so, she will also have to protect her friends, and she doesn't know if she's strong enough.

Co-written with Nightwalker

[The story is Cancelled. I'm terribly sorry
Here's the sketchbook with the unpublished chapters, where it was going and the intended ending.

Cover art by Grandifloru. Used without permit until further notice (or the eventual C&D and/or stalking and murder, depending on the case).

Through his early life, Harry Potter wasn't even sure what his name was. And once he was sure, he shortly became sure it was wrong- that there was something very, very different about him.

About her, actually, to hay with biology.

He never told the Dursleys. Just like he never told them the friend he made at school was magical. Then of course, right when Hogwarts was getting ready to address first-year letters, the pulse of magic it generated to build the list of potential first-years met with Harry's determination, and that of a few others, and gave them some very unique opportunities to change their situations.

This story is actually a rewrite, believe it or not. The original version was a straight-up girl-harry story, and HP-only, so it never reached this site. It got stuck after just a few chapters, and has sat for months on "writer's block". And then, I got this idea, which made it into a crossover- and I believe it is a unique twist in the world of HP/MLP crossovers.

And if you're wondering why it was published with two chapters, that's because there are no ponies in chapter one. It went live with the first chapter on my Patreon, where my patrons have early access to future chapters.

Note that, even though I expect many of the same OCs to appear, this story is NOT connected to my other HP/MLP crossover, On the Implications of Parallel Worlds, in any way.

This story will update on Wednesdays, when ready, or simply when ready for patrons. Tags may be updated as the story progresses. Additional character tags not available on this site: Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, Draco Malfoy.

This story has been cancelled for far too many character and plot developments that just wouldn't. I can no longer stand to work on it.

It could be argued that the phrase “based on a true story” applies to this story.

This story is a sequel to Scoti Alaw Prewett

A new school year and hopefully a quieter one for Scootaloo and the Crusaders. Yeah, like that was ever going to be the case. Before it's even started Scootaloo's already been cut off from Equestria, been attacked by a desk, staged a daring prison rescue and thwarted whatever dastardly scheme Lucius Malfoy was concocting this time. Part of her is actually looking forward to going back to school. As long as they haven't hired another psychopathic nutjob as the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher.

Best synopsis I could do without spoiling anything. Lots of twists and turns ahead! Chapters read over and edited by rich-online. Plushies by Varonya (Discord), GingerAle (Fluttershy) and Sewpoke (Scootaloo).

Ponyville's newest psychotherapist realizes she'll have her work cut out for her when her first patient in town is a unicorn colt who claims to have been originally a "human". He's surprisingly cooperative, even with his delusion, but his lack of parents or guardians makes things a bit more complicated.

This story will be using a pair of odd stylistic conceits: being done entirely or almost entirely in an epistolary style, and, despite being an HiE story, being told almost entirely from the perspective of other ponies around said human.

Also, many thanks to Oh to be Old Again for giving the initial inspiration for this story.

This story is a sequel to Let's Be Evil!

Pinkie Pie's at it again! This time, she comes up with a game for her and her friends to play wherein they randomly choose eligible stallions out of a bag, and have a month to make a love connection with the stallion they choose.

Seems simple enough, right?

...yeah, right.

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"I am not the Genie of the Lamp. I never was, and I never will be. I am your slave no more, and if you think to try again, I will show you how mistaken you are."

Over one thousand years ago I was sent to Equestria by a treacherous salesman's cursed trinket. It changed who I was... what I was. Gone is the simple business man with a penchant for crossplay, the father of two and beloved husband. That's all gone now, taken from me by Sombra, the Princesses, and time.

I have become the costume, a half-genie with looks that could kill. Oh how I have been made to kill. But that time is over now... I hope. There's just one more thing that I have to do.

A Displaced story.
Shantae and all related art are owned by WayForward Technologies and Matt Bozon, and I claim no rights on it or My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. This story is for entertainment purposes only.
Rated teen for some sexual humor and violence.

Magical mishaps, moral dilemmas, and multiple contusions -- normal ponies don't have to deal with these things. Too bad Lyle Hartston isn't a "normal" pony. From the normal life of a human to an exciting and hectic life of a pony, Lyle's life is flipped upside down. Things can only get stranger for this brony when he wakes up in Equestria. More surprises await for him as he comes to meet a certain pony by the name of Lyra Heartstrings.

All songs belong to their respective artists.

Special thanks to Toni_PWNeroni and ZST6262 for editing and pre-reading.

I still have old original chapters in html format on mediafire. (Warning: poorer quality)

When a boy who is taken from a convention and granted the powers of the character he is dressed as, he finds himself in a state of self loathing, now he must come to terms with what he is while avoiding the ponies of Equestria

Twilight Sparkle is sent, against her will, to Ponyville high, where her mentor, the princess of their land and the district attourney Celestia hopes she will find that friendship is just as valuable as good grades. Even after Spike helps her attain this goal, Twilight and her new friends school year gets crazy as they deal with each other's, and all their fellow student's, crazy antics. But as the school year goes on and their moments together strengthen their bonds, the question begins to arise of who loves who, which is only made worse when Prom comes at the end of the year!