This is just a really pathetic little fanfiction I did - well, I'm not even sure if "fanfiction" is the right name for it. It's more of a - weird crossbreed? I don't know... don't jugde me for the stupidity, I was just having fun :D Without further ado, I present to you -
Hiccup Potter
Moody the Belch:
There will be no foolish axe-waving or silly war-cries in this class. I am here because Stoick asked me, end of story, goodbye, the end! Any questions?
When it comes to Dragon Training, I believe in a practical approach.
Now! Who can tell me, how many unforgivable dragon-training methods there are?
Astrid Hermione Hofferson: Three, sir.
Moody the Belch: And they are so named?
Astrid Hermione Hofferson: Because they are unforgivable. The use of any one of them will -
Moody the Belch: Earn you a one-way ticket to exile island, correct!
There is only one person who ever trained a Night Fury. And he's in this room! Ah - Hiccup Potter. Our new - celebrity. Here you sit, a mere boy of twelve -
Hiccup Potter - I'm fourteen, sorry
Moody the Belch - about to compete in dragon training against five Vikings not only vastly more emotionally mature than yourself, but also who have mastered axe work you wouldn't attempt in your dizziest daydreams. Concerned?
Hiccup Potter - No other dragons are going to die. Not by me.
Moody the Belch - Yeah - there's the Wizard way, and then there's your way. And your way makes grown men feel uncomfortable.
Hiccup Potter - Speaking of uncomfortable, I'd like a new conversation, please.
Moody the Belch - Alright... how's it going with the ladies? I have noticed you spend a lot of time with miss Hofferson. I can't help but wonder if -
Hiccup Potter - Oh, no, she's brilliant, and we're friends, but - no.
Moody the Belch - Oh, come on! I've seen the way you look at Astrid!
Hiccup Potter - yeah, well, she's got nice skin.
[Quirrell, bursting in]
Quirrell: Troooollllsss exist! In the dungeon! Thought you ought to know.
Moody the Belch - Alright, I'll go sort it out. [To students] Study up.
Tuffnut Weasley: Wait - you mean read?
Moody the Belch - Page three hundred and ninety four! [flicks wand at book and it goes to correct page] I want a twenty page essay on the Gronckle ON my desk by Monday morning -
Hiccup Potter - But sir, I have to fight the Queen Dragon tomorrow!
Moody the Belch - Then you'd best be careful, Potter. Loss of limb will not excuse you.
Notes: "Exile Island" was an old name for the dragon's nest. Some lines are from the deleted scenes of How Tot Train Your Dragon. I don't own a single thing. I hope you laughed :) If you didn't, I don't blame you, it's sort of stupid :D