A/N: Hi everybody, welcome to my story! This is just a fun little thing, a hobby I have, I don't know how often I'll update because, well, life. This is written from the perspective of a girl named Harbor, but I'll let her introduce herself. Leave me a review after you read and tell me what you think! I promise later chapters will be longer, I just wanted to get this down before the idea flew away.

Side Note: I'm rating this story as a T to start, just because I'm not sure where this is going to go. I'll change it if I need to. Also, I'm sorry the summery is so bad, it'll get improved as time goes on and the story starts to reveal itself to me. I like to let the story flow and grow itself as it wants to.

Enjoy!

~HarborHaddock


Chapter 1: Introduction

Having Haddock blood in your veins is not as great as you think it might be.

For instance, since my dad invented the art of dragon riding and therefore changed the face of Berk-and the world- forever, everyone pretty much expects you to do the same thing. And, while I have ideas for cool things that you could do on a dragon, most people think they're kind of dumb. In fact, pretty much the only person who doesn't think that is my sister Lark. She thinks they sound cool.

But I digress.

Who am I, you might ask? I'm Harbor Haddock. I'm the firstborn child of Hiccup and Astrid Haddock, and I was closely followed by my sister Lark. She's only 7 minutes younger than me. She was a shock to my parents, as they were only expecting one baby. But, here she is, and I don't know if there's anyone that's more thankful for her than me. She's my very best friend and I don't know what I'd do without her.

After Lark came my brother Gunnar. He's a few years younger than us. He's my mom's first son, and you better believe she's teaching him to be the bravest fighter that ever did tread on Berk. He's good at it too, it all seems to come naturally to him. He inherited my mother's skills. He's excellent with a bow and arrow. My mom couldn't be happier.

Lark inherited my father's skill for inventing new things, particularly weapons or things to be used while atop a dragon. She finally invented a way for a rider to catapult stones at an enemy while in flight without hurting your dragon. My father has been trying to do that for years, but he never found a way. He's thrilled with Lark's ability, and he's been working with her in the smithery business for quite some time as a result. She makes a lot of seemingly useless things that turn out to be very useful in the long run. My dad did the same thing when he was younger.

That leaves me. I'm stuck in the middle. I'm not superb in the weapons department, but I do know how to stick up for myself. I can't invent anything, but I know how to repair my saddle or crossbow if they break. But there is one thing I'm good at.

Dragons.

Anything having to do with dragons I can do. I can tame an angry Nadder, I can figure out what ails a Nightmare, and I can ride almost every species. I have two dragons myself: a Shockjaw named Pulse and a Nadder named Coda. I've had Pulse since I was 4 and I found him abandoned on Dragon Island. I begged my dad until he finally let me bring him home, seeing that no mother dragon was turning up to care for the poor baby. So, I was the first mini Haddock to have a dragon.

Pulse and I have an inseparable bond. I know that if I were in any kind of danger, he would protect me, even if it meant death for him. He's caught me when I fell off trying different things multiple times, a few times in just the nick of time. But he's never not caught me, and I know he never will.

Coda is my baby. I hatched her from an egg, which basically means I kept her in the lava pit until she hatched and then I took her out. But I still hatched her, and it was something to see the egg explode and leave a baby dragon in its place. She's a big baby now, almost a year old. I'm going to train her to be the best tricking dragon on Berk.

That's my idea for what to do with dragons. I know my parents experimented with this when they were younger, and they do fly fancy. But I mean real tricks. It's hard for me to explain.

So, there you have it. That's who I am and that's who my family is. Every day on Berk proves to be a wild ride, so buckle up, hang on, and enjoy the ride!


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