In case it wasn't obvious, I DO NOT OWN HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON AND THIS IS ONLY A FAN FICTION! Now that's out of the way, in this story I am making Hiccup and Astrid just friends (even though I do like them together). I'm trying to incorporate traditional beliefs of witchcraft, as well as aspects of Viking culture. This takes place about a year after the movie (pretty much the same time as the tv series) so Hiccup an you are about 16 at the beginning. Constructive criticism is appreciated, and reviews would be nice too. If I know people like the story, I will be motivated to write more. Enjoy, and please review, thank you.
Reader's pov
This was the fourth village we had gone to, but to me it felt like the four-hundredth. Now that I was old enough to leave, my parents were eager to marry me off, or at least get me betrothed. I hated the idea all together. The last thing I wanted was to be like every other woman from our nomadic tribe.
As I said, we are a nomadic tribe, and our specialty is witchcraft, but we kept that as low key as possible after seeing how people in the western areas reacted to what we could do, we thought it best not to take any chances. It's not like we use magic for every little thing, that's just unrealistic. We can do curses charms, and even fly on broomsticks, but for everyday life, magic is pretty much useless. Yes, there are some who will use it when they are lazy and others who use the dark arts to wreak havoc, but in general we are peaceful people.
My name is (y/n), and I am the second born of our tribe's chief. Of course, being the second child means that I don't inherit anything from them, and that means they can marry me off because technically I am not needed to be their successor.
Our small boat landed at the docks leading to the small island I was told was called Berk, a tribe of Vikings. I was a bit nervous, Vikings were known for being violent, and I had heard stories of them raiding monasteries back where we were originally from. Although the other three tribes we had been to were also Viking tribes. It seems among themselves they were quite peaceful, but what I had learnt from my experiences with them is that you can never know what to expect.
We were helped out of the boat onto the dock, and I looked over to see this huge man, with hair covering nearly his entire face. I looked down and avoided eye contact with anyone. I hated this, I didn't want to get married, I was young, I had so much more to do with my young life.
As we were led up to the village where my parents and the tribe's chief, the large man, a shadow came overhead. I looked up to see, a dragon. I swallowed heavily. I knew that they had dragons around this area, but I didn't know that this village actually lived with them. Dragons were big, loud, mysterious, and worst of all, they breathed fire, which I feared, and for good reason.
The counsel hall was large, dark, with a round table lit by a fire in a pit at the center, the large man, who I now knew to be Stoick the Vast, stood at one end with a few others and my parents with members of our tribe at the other. They talked for what felt like hours, which it probably was, about me becoming part of their tribe and marrying the chief's son, whose name I felt wasn't important enough for me to remember. I ignored them as much as I could and kept my black cloak over my head, covering the top half of my face.
Hiccup's pov
"Oh by the gods! I'm late! Dad is gonna kill me!" I said as we flew back towards Berk as fast as our dragons could go.
"Late?" My best human friend, Astrid looked at me confused, "What's going on?"
"My dad wanted me to attend some kind of meeting! He didn't tell me anymore than that!" Toothless grunted as we came near Berk. "Okay, take us down, Bud."
We landed just outside the counsel hall. I jumped down and patted Toothless' head, "Thanks, Bud, stay here." I slowly opened the door hoping to sneak in without being noticed, but when I got inside I met some unfamiliar eyes staring right at me.