I thought I should mention that because they are all eleven right now, their(more specifically Jack's) behavior will be a little OOC because they haven't matured to the point they are in their movies.

And that is my excuse for slight OOC. Please enjoy this chapter!

It was the first weekend at Hogwarts, and Jack had already gotten everyone on his list. It had been easy, probably because most of them were in his year and knew less magic than he did. He did manage to get a fifth year by surprise. But he also got people in Slytherin, and that was why he was walking the corridors alone.

He considered going back to the common room and doing all the homework he hadn't touched once the whole week. Then he thought better of it and kept wandering.

He was getting closer to the courtyard when he recognized a Hufflepuff first year. Her memory stuck out from the sorting because of her insanely long hair. Like, seriously, his mum said his hair was to long and needed to be cut, she would freak if she saw this girl's.

Rapunzel. That was her name. She watched out a window as a group of birds played together around a tree. Her eyes followed every move they made.

Jack stopped behind her. He began to wonder if the hair was real. Would she noticed if he touched it? He wouldn't pull or anything, but surely a gentle pet just to make sure wouldn't hurt?

She noticed.

She shrieked and slapped his hand. "Slap" was to soft a word. She punched his hand away from her. It swelled bright red. Jack gaped at her.

"For Merlin's sake I wasn't doing anything to your hair! I was just curious about it. I mean, when was the last time you cut it?"

Rapunzel pressed herself against the wall, clutching her hair to her chest. Her posture was stiff and rigid, like if she tried hard enough, she could turn into a statue.

"N-never."

"You've never cut your hair ever?" Jack thought of a little payback for his hand. "I can show you how."

His statement had the desired effect. She squeaked and practically crawled into the window she had just been looking out of to get away from him. He bit his tongue to keep himself from smirking.

"It's easy really. All you have to do is take the hair," he held up imaginary hair, "and a pair of scissors," he held up two fingers, "and go like this."

He made scissor motions with his fingers and cut the air while making snipping sounds.

"Stop it!" Rapunzel yelled.

"OI!" A female voice boomed behind him.

Jack turned around and saw a redhead Gryffindor marching toward him. Her face was almost as red as her hair. He didn't know if he could take her angry tone seriously or not, her face was the chubbiest thing he'd ever seen.

Suddenly he gasped. "Hold on!" He pulled out his wand and yelled "Aguamente!"

The girl was soaked in seconds. She fumbled to get all her limp hair out of her face.

"What did you do that for?" Rapunzel shoved past him to help the Gryffindor.

"Oh, that was your hair?" Jack laughed. "I thought your head was on fire."

The Gryffindor stamped up to him. He wasn't too worried, she didn't even have her wand ou-.

BAM!

Her punch made him fly back a few inches. His wand clattered out of his hands, his vision went red.

"Don't ever make fun of me, or Rapunzel again. You understand Frost?" Her voice came from right above him.

He managed a meager nod. The girl humphed, called Rapunzel, and their footsteps echoed away.

He slowly sat up. His nose was bleeding profusely. He was shocked that a girl punched him in the face. He'd been punched by guys before, plenty of times even. But never by a girl.

"Are you okay?"

A Ravenclaw boy with auburn hair and green eyes hurried up to him, his books almost falling out of his arms before he reached him. He set them down and without being asked, examined Jack's face.

"What happened?"

"I got hit in the face."

"With what?"

"A fist."

The boy sighed and gave up asking questions. "Alright don't move. And keep your hand away from it for a second."

Forcing Jack's hands away, he pulled out his wand and aimed it carefully.

"Episkey."

Jack's nose snapped back into place. It made him grunt in pain.

"I know. It hurts but it works." The Ravenclaw said it like it was a proverb he'd known since birth.

"Thanks I guess." Jack stood up. "You won't be offended if I go to the Hospital wing anyway?"

"No, in fact, I would encourage you to."

Jack picked up his wand and began his walk to the Hospital wing. The Ravenclaw quickly followed him.

"I don't need an escort you know." Jack mentioned.

"I have nothing better to do." While his stack of books indicated that wasn't the case, Jack let him tag along anyway. He was happy for the company.

"Alright." He paused for a moment. "Where did you learn that "pesky" thing?"

"It's epIskey. And I learned it from the great amount of experience I've had with it being used on me."

"Well, it's handy."

"Yeah, the number of times Gobber has had to fix me up is beyond the average wizard's counting ability."

"Gobber? Wait." Jack stopped and couldn't resist to use a dramatic voice. "You're Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III."

"And you're Jack Frost." Hiccup replied.

Jack shrugged. "So we both have weird names."

They walked in silence for a while. "So, who gave you that?" Hiccup pointed to Jack's face.

"That Gryffindor girl with the insane red hair who, apparently, can't take a joke."

"You mean Merida Dunbroch?"

"Yeah."

The idea of it being a girl that punched him didn't seem to faze Hiccup at all. In fact, he nodded as if it made perfect sense for a girl to beat up a guy.

"If you made her mad enough to hit you that hard, you should probably apologize."

"It wasn't even that bad."

"Look at it this way, if you apologize first and she doesn't forgive you, you're now in the right. Plus the reaction a girl has when a guy says he's sorry is great because she won't expect it."

They strolled up to the Hospital wing doors. "I'll think about it." Jack glanced at Hiccup's stack of books that had been slowly getting closer to the ground the whole time. "You might want to go find a place to put those down, your arms look like they're going to give way."

Hiccup heaved them back to a normal level. "It's fine, just some light reading from the library."

Jack didn't want to know what his definition of heavy reading was. "I guess I'll see you around Hiccup. And thanks, for the epesky nose job."

Hiccup stood there with a blank face minus a single raised eyebrow. Jack laughed at his bad joke and walked into the Hospital wing.