Author's Note: Hello Fanfiction! This is just something my mind decided to come up with one day and it wouldn't shut up until I wrote it. This has been attempted before and there have been some pretty good versions of it as well. For this version I decided to tweak a few things in order for everything to fit in a unique way. I hope you enjoy and for those of you who are reading my Thunderbird's story "Take Off" don't worry, I will be updating soon. So for now, just sit back, relax and enjoy the show.

(I do not own Brave, Rise of the Gaurdians, Tangled, How to Train your Dragon, or the Harry Potter universes, they are all, sadly, owned by Disney, Universal/ J.K. Rowling, or Dreamworks)

Chapter 1

The Train Station

The train station was loud and crowded and Merida had had just about enough of the whole thing. The children of the four clans who were crowding platform 9 and ¾ were making quite a scene to the other families in the station. Her father, the king, Fergus towered over many of the other wizards and her mother the queen, Eleanor was busy multitasking between fixing Merida's wild and fiery hair all while wrangling the triplets, who were about to start their first year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Merida herself was in her fifth year at Hogwarts making a comeback as the best chaser for the Gryffindor quiditch team. She knew Hamish, Hubert and Harris were shoe-ins for Gryffindor house, the wee little devils.

"Princess Merida!"
"Princess!"

"Over here!"

Merida groaned as she heard the voices of Wee Dingwald, Wee McGuffin, and Wee Macintosh, shoving through the crowd to get to Merida. Ever since the summer with the witch and her mom being a bear, Merida had an even harder time getting away from her would be suitors. She had thought that giving the speech about free will and everything would have had them off her trail, but for some reason it only seemed to make her even more desirable. Now, as they marched over to her, Wee McGuffin bumped into a surly figure.

"Hey watch where you're going!" the figure yelled turning to face the Scottish Gryffindors. Merida groaned. McGuffin could not have bumped into a worse character.

"Ye should 'a bin watchin' where you were standin' Snotlout." Wee Macintosh shouted back.

Snotlout was a beefy Slytherin, who had greasy black hair and seemed to be full of himself. But the worst part was that this Slytherin was a Viking. And if there was one thing the Scottish Gryffindors hated more than Slytherin, it was Vikings. Now the two other Slytherin Vikings, blonde twins named Ruffnut and Tuffnut, joined Snotlout's side, ready to back him up in case of a fight.

"How about I watch my fist fly into your face Scott!" retorted Snotlout. Obviously, he wasn't the brightest fish in the barrel.

"Aye a brilliant comeback," Merida replied sarcastically, "did you come up with that yerself or did your mother have to come up with it for ye'"

Snotlout growled as the twins behind him chuckled. "You're lucky I don't hit girls Dunbroch!"

"Aww, wee lamb, afraid I might hurt ye?"

Snotlout shot forward, a fist raised, while the Scottish boys moved forward to protect the princess, not that she needed protection. But before he could land the blow, a hand caught the fist.

Merida and everyone else nearby were shocked to see that Hiccup Haddock, a Ravenclaw who was from the same Viking Island as Snotlout and the twins, caught the fist in midair. The two other Vikings at Hogwarts School, Fishlegs, a rather large Hufflepuff , and Astrid, who was in Gryffindor with Merida and played quiditch with, seemed to back up the scrawniest Viking. Snotlout glared slightly at Hiccup and said, "She was asking for it."

"They're not worth it." Said Hiccup coolly.

Snotlout looked at the Scotts, as if actually thinking for a moment, then put his fist down.

Merida and the other Scotts stood stunned. Merida had only seen Hiccup a few times at school, mostly in classes, and the other times when Snotlout and the other Vikings were picking on the runt. Hiccup would just stand there or sometimes lay there and take it. But as she watched Hiccup's demeanor now, he seemed confident, a completely different person form the previous four years at Hogwarts. To make matters even weirder, the other Viking teens seemed to listen, and even follow him.

"You Scotts are just lucky he stopped me." Said Snotlout as the Vikings began to walk away, "Or I would've beaten you all…with my face!"

Merida was going to walk away, laughing at the empty threat that Snotlout had made many times before, when she noticed something as they were walking away. Something in Hiccup's walk seemed off, and now that she thought about it, she could've heard she heard a metallic clanking as he walked. She looked down and was startled at what she saw. Before she could stop herself, she shrieked,

"Aye! His leg! It's gone!"

Everyone in the immediate area froze, including the Viking teens. Everyone's attention was now focused on Hiccup, or rather, the metal contraption that was where his left foot should've been. Hiccup blushed as he was under the stares of nearly two thirds of platform 9 ¾. What finally broke the silence was Wee Macintosh, saying something that even Merida thought was going too far.

"The klutz probably lost it by stepping in his own fire or something." He said laughing.

The other clan lord heirs laughed along with him, but Merida glared at them. This was nothing to joke about. Merida knew that the only reason, that someone wouldn't regrow a leg, was because it was lost through dark magic. She had seen many other Vikings lose their limbs to dragon fire or the limb being cursed off in a duel with a dark wizard. But how on earth Hiccup, shy, clumsy, little Hiccup managed to lose his leg, was nothing to laugh at. Before Merida could get on to any of the boys, Astrid had run forward and punched Wee Macintosh square in the jaw. Hiccup and Fishlegs ran forward to restrain the furious blonde girl from continuing to pummel the Scott, while Snotlout and the twins laughed furiously. Wee McGuffin and Wee Dingwald helped Wee Macintosh up, who was rubbing his sore jaw and trying to soothe his bruised ego.

"Hey what on earth is going on here?"

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Rapunzel ran her fingers nervously through her hair three more times before Eugene stopped her.

"It looks great Rapunzel," said the Slytherin head boy sweetly, "and if anyone doesn't like it, they might find themselves a few galleons shorter than usual."

"Eugene." Said Rapunzel, laughing, letting go of the former thief's hand.

"Okay, I won't steal; I'll just give 'em a healthy dose of Botox bogey."

Rapunzel sighed and leaned up kissing him on the cheek. "Thank you for the defense in my honor, but I don't think I'll need it."

A cough came from behind them, and they turned around to see Rapunzel's father giving them the look, while Rapunzel's mother just smiled.

"I trust there won't be any funny business." Rapunzel's father said giving another stern look to Eugene, who to his credit looked flustered.

"No, of course not sir." He replied nervously.

"You two just make sure to focus on your schoolwork while you're having fun this year." Rapunzel's mother said hugging them both.

"We will mother." She said hugging back.

Even though she loved her real mother, it still felt strange calling her that. For the longest time, in fact, most of her life up until the summer, Gothel was her mother. If it weren't for Eugene and a strange obsession with glowing lanterns, Rapunzel would still be with Gothel. She would still be trapped in a tower, waiting for an actual life, and Gothel would still be alive. Rapunzel quickly shook these troubling thoughts from her head and tried to enjoy the moment with Eugene and her parents. Suddenly, there were sounds of a fight coming from near the North entrance. Both Rapunzel and Eugene sighed.

"Sorry mother," Rapunzel said, "prefect duties."

Both her mother and her father smiled in understanding, each of them hugging her before she and Eugene moved toward the fight. As the two seventh year prefects moved in closer, they realized that the fight was between some of the Viking teens and the Scottish teens.

"What on earth is going on here?" asked Rapunzel.

"What's it to you?" asked the blonde Viking who had just been pried off a bruised Scott.

Rapunzel and Eugene both pulled out their prefect badges and all the younger students sighed. One of the Viking boys, the smallest of the group, stepped forward.

"Things just got a little out of hand. Things were said on both sides that we all regret." He sent a look to both the Viking and Scottish teens, all members of both parties looking annoyed and slightly guilty.

"Alright here's the deal." Said Eugene "we haven't even made it to school yet, so if we can all just leave each other alone on the train ride, then we don't have to report an of this and you guys can go right back to hating each other at school, okay?"

Rapunzel was about to argue with Eugene's logic, but all the teens agreed and started to go their separate ways. As they all began to enter the train Rapunzel turned to Eugene, "Was that really the best way to handle it?"

"What? They stopped fighting didn't they?"

"I guess, but shouldn't we have reported it or something?"

Eugene shrugged, "Probably, but it would just make a bigger deal out of it than it needed to be."

"I guess so." Rapunzel sighed.

The two of them stepped into a compartment and sat down.

"Why do you think that they fought like that?" Rapunzel asked.

"They're Scotts and Vikings Punzie, they've always fought. It's in their history."

"But why?"

Eugene paused, "I'm not sure why, but I doubt it's going to end anytime soon. You know how stubborn people can be."

Rapunzel nodded. She did know how stubborn people can be. But, she also knew that stubborn people could change. And the living proof for that was sitting right next to her.

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Hiccup Haddock moved toward the nearest empty compartment and sat down inside in the seat by the window. The other Viking teens took the seats around him, all of them managing to fit into the small compartment. Astrid took her rightful place next to Hiccup, Snotlout taking the seat next to her, leaving Ruff, Tuff and Fishlegs the three seats across from them. Most people would assume from previous years that this combination of Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Gryffindor was a terrible idea. And before this last summer, they would've been exactly right. Before this last summer, no one would have pegged Hiccup for a popular kid, let alone a real Viking. But Hiccup wasn't exactly an ordinary Viking. Hiccup was broken out of his thoughts by struggling coming from inside of his pocket.

"Opps, sorry bud." Hiccup replied, pulling a small figure from his vest pocket, and then placing it on the window sill.

A miniaturized Nightfury, pranced about on the window sill, stretching out its tiny wings, then turned and gave Hiccup a look he knew all too well.

"C'mon Toothless," said Hiccup, "I told you, I can't regrow you until we get to the forest."

Toothless, sent out a harmless plasma blast, and then continued to watch out the window. Hiccup sighed contently; glad that this year, his best friend would be coming to school with him.

"How do you plan on keeping him hidden," asked Astrid, "I mean, I know it's the forbidden forest and everything, but how do you plan on keeping him hidden when you go out flying at night?"

"We'll have to stay above the clouds," said Hiccup, "but I mean he is a Nightfury, stealth is kind of his thing."

"Well, technically that's the Changewing's talent, remember." Commented Fishlegs as he took his nose out of the book of dragons. "And even if you manage to keep Toothless hidden, how are you planning on sneaking out to take him riding at night?"

Hiccup looked at the door, and then moved in closer where the other teens could hear him at a whisper.

"There's a secret tunnel," he said, "behind the statue of Sir Gilead. You just have to move the sword out of the hilt a little, and the door opens, then once inside the tunnel, you push the smallest brick on the right, and the door closes. It lets out on the east side of the castle, right across from the lake."

"How come we never found that one?" asked Ruffnut. The twins were notorious for finding hidden passages inside the castle, to sneak out of the dorms late at night.

"Because, I made a decoy statue, so that if anyone knew about it and tried it, they'd think it was a fake." Hiccup replied. "It took me practically all of last year to build it."

In truth, Hiccup had a lot of free time last year. He had been completely alone, and had spent most of his time trying to come up with different ideas to impress his dad. Funny how the one time he wasn't trying to impress his dad, was the time when his dad was most proud.

"Even still," said Astrid, "you're still going to have to sneak out at night. That means getting past all the prefects…"

"Not to mention the professors…" added Fishlegs

"Yeah, especially Pr. Black."

They all shuddered at the mention of everyone's least favorite teacher. The defense against the dark arts teacher was known for having an eerie air about him and a great dislike for about ninety five percent of the student population. Many thought this was due to the fact that he was the head of Slytherin house, but the twins and Snotlout had assured them that the professor disliked most of the Slytherins as well, except for a few like the Slytherin's seeker Jackson Overland also known as Jack Frost.

"I'll just have to deal with Prof. Black when it comes time." Hiccup sighed.

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"Do you mind if I sit in here? Everywhere else is full."

Jackson Overland looked at the small boy standing in the doorway of the small compartment. He looked to his sister who was sitting across from him and she nodded smiling.

"Sure come on in…er…"

"Jamie," the boy introduced himself sitting next to Jack shyly, "it's my first year."

"Mine too." Said Emma excitedly, "But it's Jack's fifth year. He's a quiditch player and everything."

"Wow," said Jamie, his smile perking up when Emma mentioned quiditch, "'what position?"

Jack opened his mouth to answer but Emma beat him to it.

"He's a seeker." She claimed proudly.

Jamie stared at Jack in wonder, then he seemed to be flabbergasted, "Y-you're Jack Frost aren't you? The one that everyone talks about?"

Jack shook his head, "I guess the name really has stuck." He then held out his hand to the younger boy, "My name is Jackson Overland, and this is my sister Emma."

Jamie took it shyly then looked between Emma and Jack. "No offense, but you guys don't look exactly like brother and sister. "

Both Jack and Emma laughed. It was true, while Emma looked like their mother with brown hair and brown eyes that reminded Jack of hot chocolate, Jack had snow white hair and cystal blue eyes. His looks and his knack for getting into mischief had earned him the title of Jack Frost.

"We get that a lot." Jack replied with a smile. "I used to look just like Emma."

"What happened?"

Jack knew that Jamie was just curious, but all the same, it wasn't something he shared freely.

"There was an accident, but the worst that happened was I got a new hair color, some girls might consider that a disaster and all, but I kinda like it."

Before Jamie could ask any more questions about Jack's appearance, Emma began to talk about the different houses and which one Jamie hoped to be placed in. Jamie admitted that he didn't really know all that much about the houses. He explained that his dad had been the wizard in the family and that his mom was a muggle. His dad had died shortly after his younger sister Sophie had been born, but he had never told his mom that he was a wizard.

"You should've seen her face when she found out I had magic," Jamie laughed, "I'm still not sure if they've managed to turn the neighbor's cat back to its natural color."

Jack began to drift off as Emma talked about how she hoped to be in Sltyherin with her brother. While Jack hoped Emma would be placed in the same house as he was, a part of him worried that she would be placed in a different house. Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff wouldn't be too bad, and though he wouldn't see as much of her, the either house was a good second to Slytherin. No, his worry was whether or not Emma might be placed in Gryffindor. If she were placed in the house of the brave and thick headed, Jack would hardly ever get to see her. No one in Gryffindor house would let a Slytherin near their common room. And most of the Slytherin house would rather be caught dead than be seen with a Gryffindor. There were a few exceptions to the rule. Jack himself never really cared about house separation. Flynn Rider, one of Jack's few Slytherin friends was supposedly dating a Hufflepuff, though he would have to confront the seventh year about that later to be sure. Even Snotlout and the twins Ruffnut and Tuffnut could be seen hanging around a Gryffindor girl named Astrid. But not many people would be understanding if Jack Frost were to start hanging around the Gryffindor common room to visit, even if it were to see his little sister.

"Jack, Jack wake up!"

Jack shook his head, clearing the fog from his head, unaware that he had fallen asleep. Emma was shaking his shoulder.

"We're here!'

He smiled as she and Jamie pressed up against the window, staring in wonder at the new surroundings, imagining what awaited for them at their first year at Hogwarts.

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"They're here."

"North?"

Headmaster North watched from the headmaster's tower as the students, old and new made their way into the castle.

"The four, they're here."

Three heads looked up at him in awe and disbelief. The three teachers in front of him were the Care of magical creatures, Charms and Divination teachers at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. The four of them had been looking had heard a prophecy about a time in which four people would rise against four dark powers who represented Deceit, Intimidation, Pride, and Fear.

"Mate?" asked the tall, grey haired man named Pr. E. Aster Bunnymund, the teacher of care of magical creatures. "Is that even possible, I mean surely we would've noticed if some random adults were walkin' around the grounds."

"Ahh, yes Bunny," replied Pr. North using his old friend's hated nickname "but, these are not adults."

"Are you saying that their students?" asked Pr. Toothiana, professor of Charms, and a woman whose colorful hair and clothes made her look like a rare bird.

Pr. Sandy, a short man with gold hair who was professor of Divination, used his wand to make symbols over his head.

"Sandy's got a point mate," Bunnymund said interpreting the symbols, "how do you know for sure they're here, when we don't even know who they are?"

"I can feel it in my belly."

The other three teachers sighed. Pr. North's belly was really just a way of saying that his intuition was telling him that something was right or wrong. Not that any of them could really argue. The "belly" was rarely wrong.

"How are we supposed to recognize them?" asked Toothiana "The prophecy wasn't exactly clear."

In truth the prophecy was more like a bad riddle. North made his way over the small globe by his chair. He pushed a button on the side. The top of the globe popped open where inside laid a small scroll. North began to read it out loud.

"A Spirit reborn of ice and snow

A Princess of fire and passion aglow

A Friend of beasts wild, with cunning and smart

A Daughter of Sun with kindness and heart

Haunted by Fear and Conquered by Pride

Letting deceit and Intimidation divide

While the Witch and the King bring out the darkness

The outcast and the liar seek a power to harness

But under corruption a new flower shall bloom

An unlikely bond will force away the doom

For only under pressure will grow the brightest gem

And the light of fun shall bring together and unite them."

"We've all heard the prophecy mate, but it's not exactly like that makes it any easier to find them does it?" asked Bunnymund.

"Who knows for certain?" North asked moving back to watch the students again. "Perhaps this year we'll just have to keep a sharp eye."

The other three professors simply sighed and made their way downstairs to prepare for the feast.

"Yes," North mumbled to himself, "this year will definitely be interesting."

AN: Like I said earlier, I tweaked a few things like age and such to better fit this story. If you don't like it or don't appreciate it, that's fine. I would prefer all negative comments to be helpful, rather than hurtful. If you have nothing nice or constructive to say, don't say it at all and find another story.

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