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Quote: "You need to go see the wizard. Ask him for some guts."

—Sherriff Don Lamb, Veronica Mars.

Darkness rolled in quickly that night as Harry was coming back from the forest. He splashed out his fire quickly, and watched the sky. It was an amazing thing to behold every night, but always a lonely thing. Harry settled in for another night beneath the stars, hoping to distract his mind from the people he left back home.

"Yes! I hit it!"

"Did ANYBODY see that?" the words startled Harry from his sleep, and he was up in a flash as a terrible roar pierced the night.

"Except you," the boy said feebly, and a great big dragon came into view.

"What in the name of Merlin's pants?" he muttered, gripping his wand. The dragon advanced on the boy and Harry could sense what was coming next. He ran forward, wand outstretched.

"Aguamenti!" he shouted, dousing the flame before it had a chance to erupt from the beast's throat. A look of confusion and surprise colored the boy's face.

"Who—or what—are YOU?" he asked, dazed. "Uh… I'm…" he began., but stopped as he heard Voices. Without another word he bolted back toward his camp.

—

"Hey!" Hiccup yelled, starting to run after the guy—who'd just saved his life for Odin's sake, and had left without another word.

"Hiccup!" Stoick bellowed. Hiccup winced, as a loud crash shook the ground. And bit his lip. "Sorry, Dad"

"Get over here, What were you THINKING?" he grabbed Hiccup by the arm roughly. "Winter's almost upon us, and I've got an entire village to feed!" Stoick exclaimed. His viking hat tipped dangerously to one side, but Hiccup decided now wasn't the best time to point that out

"between you and me, "he said, leaning in toward his father, "I think the village could do with a little less feeding."

"Inside. Now."

"All right, but I hit a Nightfury" Hiccup said, knowing full well that it wouldn't help his cause at all. "Of course you did Hiccup." Stoicksaid, his eyes positively livid.

"I really hit it this time! I did! It went down near the woods, if we could just get a- a search party out there or something—"

"Hiccup!" Stoick warned.

"Why can't you just listen to me for once!" Hiccup cried, and stormed up to his room.

—

Harry sighed as he got back to his… camp. He rubbed his temples, "why didn't I say anything?" he asked, adressing no one in particular, and punching the ground. "Ah!" he said, cradling his hand.

"note to self: stop punching inanimate objects." He muttered, and settled down for sleep.