My name was Anora. But when I befriended one of the Viking boys living on a Viking island by the name of Berk, I became known as Toothless. I am a dragon of the rarest breed, known by the human Vikings as Night Fury. They, the humans, mistook me for male. I respect all the Vikings, but there is one that I am especially fond of. One that I would do anything for and die to protect.

Love's Spell

Its time, Anora.

The voice whispered to me in dragon tongue. Sweet and beautiful it was, but I couldn't be persuaded. Not with what was at risk.

It's the only way you can be with him, and you know it.

"No," I roared in the darkness of my dream, "Hiccup needs me the way I am! This form is what is useful to him, and so I will remain this way."

But is this really what you want?

"I want what is best for Hiccup."

So noble you are, Anora.

"You will refer to me as Toothless!" I screech

You will be transformed this night, and every night at this time until I decree otherwise. He has no use of you at night.

"I will not!"

But my attempt at refusal was wasted.

I could feel the spell spreading over my body, like clear, pure water it soaked me. Starting at the tip of my tail and pouring over the rest of my body. Slowly at first, then accelerating until I felt as if I were to drown.

'Till dawn you will remain this way. Good luck, Toothless.

I snapped my eyes open and I immediately noticed the difference in my body, sight, and smell. Almost nothing was familiar in the darkness that I used to be able to see through. I could smell nothing but the strong smell of Vikings, and the only thing I felt was the cold bare floorboards of Hiccup's home.

"Why did you do this to me, mother?" I whisper to myself

"It's just a…" I hear Hiccup in the room with me and I freeze. He cannot see me like this. Not only was I a human girl, about fifteen years of age, but I was not clothed and I had raven colored hair tangled about me.

"Just a fdakljdfgje..." he sighs dreamily and turns over in what I determine to be his bed.

So my new goal was to sneak out of the house undetected and hide until morning when it was safe to come back. And I would be doing this… Every night until Mother decided it was time to stop.

Sweet.

I knew the house well, but without my dragon eyes I couldn't understand where I was except that it was in Hiccup's room. And with my new legs I couldn't stand or sprint or jump. And without my wings I couldn't fly. So I stuck to crawling senselessly around on the floor until I somehow managed to find the door. I lean against the wall heavily and stand, trying to open the door with absolutely no idea how. And with a quick jerk I come crashing to the floor.

Please don't wake up. Please

"Wha-" Hiccup wakes with a start, "Who's there?"

I stay silent, with hope he's talking in his sleep again.

"Toothless? Toothless is that you?"

A lamp is lit and illuminates the tiny room.

I'm blinded for a moment and then curl up on the floor where I had fallen.

"Whoa, okay." Hiccup says, averting his eyes, "Naked girl in my room. Why do I have such strange dreams?"

I stare up at him with wide, worried eyes.

He doesn't realize who I am. He doesn't know…

"So, uhhh," Hiccup stammers, "Why are you in my room? And… Where's my dragon?"

I let out a weak cough, but say nothing.

Hiccup looks at me with a strange expression on his face. Like, he's realizing something.

I lean against the wall, knowing I have no escape. My eyes grow wide as I stare at him.

"Y'know, there's something really familiar about the green in your eyes," he tells me