Someone save me. I just keep writing and writing and it wont stop. I don't think I've written this much in…forever. It's kinda unnerving. But, upside, it means I'm updating often. Probably gonna do this twice a week thing for a little while. I just freaking spoil the lot of you.

Finally, we get to know Hiccup better! I like writing this version of him, even if he's spending most of his time in his smaller form. (And if that annoys anyone, just think of it like Sesshomaru's beast form or Inuyasha's demon side. It's a sign that he's taking something very seriously.)

But, in this chapter we really get into the Inuyasha aspect of the story. Probably gonna get even deeper next chapter, so if any readers really don't know Inuyasha, I can put a quick summary at the beginning of the next chapter. Just tell me, and I'll try to do it justice.

(If anyone notices the two references I threw in, review on that and I'll make a random character dedicated to you. Both references though. Actually, if you just get the second one, I'll do it. The first one is me just messing around.)

Nothing that would get me sued belongs to me. That's kinda the point. (Am I really gonna have to do this every chapter or do you get the point by now?)


This chapter has Inuyasha, Rise of the Guardians/Guardians of Childhood, Harry Potter, and How to Train Your Dragon.


"Harrick?"

Harry looked up from his resting position on his throne, which was now transfigured into a hammock. Personally, he much preferred the bean bag, but Kagome said that it would only serve to confuse their son, who had never seen such a thing.

At the sight of his cute little son fidgeting next to the royal hammock, Harry sat up and carefully closed his thick tome.

"What's wrong, Hiccup? I thought you were with 'Gome for the day?" Harry was sure it was Kagome's month to take care of Hiccup. The Wind always threw him out of his very comfortable throne if he was slacking with his son. But, there was not even a breeze in the air.

"Ah, i-it is. But, I have already gone through her library. I was told that you have your own collection…" Hiccup eyed the book that rested on his guardian's lap. The words 'Etiquette of Socks' met his disbelieving stare.

Harry hummed. He was sure that the teen hadn't finished Kagome's entire collection, as her assistants had added to her already impressive library. No, he was looking for something that he had not found in his mother's palace.

"My collection is…unconventional." Harry laughed a little to himself. He wanted to know everything, from the world's smallest snail to the etiquette of socks, and his library showed his strange knowledge.

Hiccup wavered for a moment in front of the Master of Death. "Do you- do you have anything on dragons?" His voice was hesitant. Distant.

Harry smiled sadly. This young boy never asked about the fate of the very few survivors of his village. He never asked for any of the Norse transcripts that Harry had horded. No, this boy wanted his dragons, the beings that had taken him in when his own kind thought him to be useless. To Harry, he was more dragon than the Viking that he claimed to be.

Harry shifted the tome into his arms and swung out of the hammock to stand next to the younger man. "Well, let's go then."

"What?" Hiccup blinked as Harry walked out of the throne room, towards one of the many hallways that lined the room.

Harry twirled around with a laugh, "I thought you wanted to go to the library?" He teased.

"Ri-right!" Hiccup tripped, shuffling quickly to keep up with Harry.

As they walked down the dark hallway, Hiccup glanced around in wonder. It was understandable. While Kagome and Harry switched off every month, Hiccup was based at his mother's palace. Every night he would return to his home and every morning, Harrick would pick him up for more 'Father-Son bonding'. He seemed to get a kick out of causing as much chaos inside his home as he possibly could, while Hiccup sat back and watched. This arrangement had been going on for five years now, and Hiccup still has only seen Harry's throne room. At least, until now.

The hallway, while dark, was lined with fire torches, dimly lighting the corridor. The walls were black, adding even more to the general darkness. But, there was a wrist thick horizontal strip of light brown that ran across both walls. Hiccup reached up as they walked and lightly trailed his fingers on the strangle strip.

"It's so I know where I'm going. The brown mark leads to the library." Harry revealed. "But, only those who have my blessing, like you and your mother, can see it." Harry was rather proud of that spell. It hadn't taken much for his paranoia to kick in at the sheer size of his palace, so a maze was designed. But, that just brought his own lack of direction into play. The simple spell solved both problems quite easily.

The rest of the travel was silent, even as the two traveled down a long staircase. After a few minutes of walking, they came across a large wood door. Though Hiccup didn't understand the significance, Harry smiled at the hazel wood and the owl cravings that decorated it. Normally, he would have to speak a password to the owls, who would then open the door for their master. However, today the entryway was already cracked open, allowing for a slit of light to spill into the dark hallway.

"You coming?" Harry asked as Hiccup ogled the moving owls who eyed him sternly. Hiccup turned to his companion and nodded frantically, an intrigued smile on his face. Harry chuckled, but nudged the two doors wide enough for them to sneak in. They were briefly blinded, but Harry grinned once he could see. He should have known.

Hiccup gasped at the sight of books flying around the large library, a written cyclone that they stood on the edge of.

Harry turned back to the open door and muttered, "Mischief Managed." The entrance slammed shut loudly, startling the being in the room. Before the eyes of one amused man and one bewildered teen, the books thudded to the floor. Only Harry's chuckles could be heard as Hiccup spun around in search of the invisible intruder.

"Don't worry. She does that sometimes." Harry reassured his son and walked deeper into the library. "If you don't mind?" He asked the room after a moment. Hesitantly, the books floated up from where they were haphazardly dropped. Hiccup scampered after his father, walking backwards in order to watch the books being carefully placed back on their shelves. The gentle care almost felt sheepish to the immortal young man.

"She?" He finally muttered when they rounded a bend to come across even more books.

"The Wind. When she doesn't think I'll get into any trouble, she comes down here." Harry absentmindedly told Hiccup, focusing on the spines that they passed. "Undressing the Queen, Truth of the Alien Invasion of Egypt, Atlantian to English Dictionary, Big Book of Bigger Bugs, Armageddon: The Guide to Survival…" he listed softly as they continued.

Hiccup tried to remember every time Kagome and Harrick mentioned the Wind. They never used a gendered pronoun, but Hiccup had always assumed the Wind was just an extension of Harry's power. Was the Wind a Legend like Hiccup? Or maybe a primordial like his guardians? Perhaps she was Harry's assistant, just like those scary beings were to Kagome.

"Here we go!" Harry exclaimed. "Slytherin: Dragons." He lifted the large tome from the bookshelf and carefully brushed off the dust covering the title. He flipped it open to a random page and frowned for a moment. "This is going to be a problem." He concluded, having read only a few words.

"What? What's wrong?" Hiccup fidgeted, fiddling with a loose thread on his green tunic nervously. After five years of wondering, of covertly checking Kagome's library in between lessons with his new guardians and their assistants, what could be wrong?

Harry snapped the book shut and placed the other tome he was carrying, Etiquette of Socks, where it used to rest. Hugging the newly acquired text to his chest, the ravenette spun around to look at his heir. "Maybe. Just maybe." Without another word, he stalked down a new aisle of shelves. Hiccup was left to scramble after him.

"Harrick?" the teen called out anxiously. The older man didn't pay him any mind, instead speed walking down different aisles, pausing only to give a book a quick glance over. Hiccup soon had to stop, resting his hands on his knees as he bent over to breathe easier. He could only move so fast with his prosthetic, not to mention that he was never the most athletic Viking in the village.

This continued for fifteen minutes. After the first five minutes, the Wind finished cleaning up and offered her aid, carrying several books behind Harry as he ransacked his collection. Eventually, he came full circle back to Hiccup.

Hiccup, having chosen to watch his guardian instead of chasing after him, straightened up at his look.

"Take these and go back to your mother's." Was all he said as he shoved three tomes into his startled son's arms. The Wind, thankfully, did not also drop the small mountain she was carrying. She just fluttered his hair gently and stopped at his side, the floating tower of books the only proof of her proximity.

Harry marched to the double door and stopped just as he placed his hands on the wood. "You can come here whenever you visit. The password to enter is 'I solemnly swear I am up to no good.' When you leave, say 'Mischief Managed.'" With that, he exited the room, not glancing back once.

Hiccup was left standing there with three books and even more hovering behind him. Looking next to him, at where he assumed the Wind's presence was, he floundered for a moment. "What…just happened?"

Once Hiccup shook off his confusion, he fled the library, carefully shuffling up the stairs and back down the hall. With the Wind's help, he managed to not fall a single time. A new record for the teenager.

Reaching the throne room, he glanced around for his guardian. While he might not be anywhere close to comfortable enough around the siblings to consider them his parents, he did care about him. But, Harry was not relaxing in his throne like Hiccup had been hoping. And, since he didn't know the palace well enough to randomly go look for Harry, Hiccup just turned to the carpet and left the building.

The interesting thing about Harry's light blue carpet is that it led to a wall, not an exit. In order to leave, or enter, a person has to walk the entire length of carpet. If they have Harry's blessing, they will arrive at one of the few drop points Harry set up early in the development of the world. To arrive at Harry's palace, each drop point doubles as an entrance. However, each person needs a different password. For guests, welcome or unwelcome, there's one password. If the person gets it wrong, Hiccup had been told that they will immediately be transported to Harrick's dungeon. Due to this, no one, except Kagome and the Wind of course, actually know where Harrick's estate is exactly.

With the Wind at his side, Hiccup arrived at the drop point where he had left his watcher and their carriage. He was glad that he was a Legend, invisible to human eyes, every time he visited Harrick. The fact that the nearest entrance was in the middle of a mountain civilization caused many accusations of witches and ghosts whenever he was transported away.

Hiccup courteously opened the carriage door for the Wind to deposit her load and braced himself for the lecture of a life time. The squawking of the carriage driver only made him wince.

The Wind playfully ruffled his hair before vanishing into the sky, having no physical body to go through the entrance by herself.

Sighing, he pulled himself into the carriage, placing his own three books on top of the mountain that took up most of his side. It was silent for a moment as the carriage lifted into the air, gliding through the clouds to Kagome's palace.

"How was your Lord and Father, Young Master?" the other occupant asked with a smirk.

Hiccup thought of Harrick's sudden behavior and subsequent disappearance, but decided not to tell the other about that. "He was well." His response was curt, but the woman unnerved him.

"Your Lady and Mother will not be happy with you abandoning your lessons." The kimono clad woman purred, covering her smirk with a small fan held in her left hand.

Hiccup looked away from her to eye the pile that Harrick had given him. "Lady Kagome will be happy that I am spending time with Lord Harrick." She was always so upset that he never called her 'mother' that maybe making her think that he was searching out time with Harrick will appease her.

"Your Lady and Mother is no fool. If she was, I would have killed her long ago." The woman huffed, snapping her fan closed in annoyance.

"And yet, she keeps you around." Hiccup mused. "I wonder how she sees you, someone who once threatened her life. Is it her way of reminding herself how far she has come? One of her deadly foes now bows to her, swearing fidelity to her former enemy." Hiccup contemplated out loud.

"Don't test me, boy." The woman snarled. "You are just another orphan that the Lady has taken in. One out of many. You have no reason to act all high and mighty around me." The woman was tense, angry. If she was a dragon, Hiccup smirked, she would be baring her teeth, a fire bubbling in her throat. Instead, she flexed her right hand, tensing her fingers for a strike. Demons are far more predicable than dragons. And more bloodthirsty, as Hiccup learned very quickly.

The carriage tilted down slightly. They were descending, arriving at his other guardian's home. Hiccup internally sighed. While he preferred his foster mother, her assistants left much to be desired. They were too demanding and way too traditionalist for Hiccup. After five years of immortality, he was only just starting to work on his powers. Kagome's assistants insisted that he learned less important things, like heir duties, languages, history, and the art of being a warrior. Of course, weapons training was done in his 'battle mode'. Most of the inhabitants of Kagome's palace were cautious of her brother and chose to take his little joke to the next level.

"I might be just another one of Kagome's children," Hiccup started. And Kagome really did have many adopted children. Harrick claimed that she was a regular bleeding heart, picking up anything with a tear in their eye. He also made comments about an Orphan Army, but Hiccup tried not to think too much about that. "But, I am the only one accepted by the Master as well." Not that Harrick didn't like Hiccup's adopted siblings. Harrick just only saw them as his nieces and nephews. They were Kagome's children and no one else's.

The carriage landed, neither one moving for the handle. The air was thick with bloodlust. Hiccup felt his hair lengthen, a sure sign that he was nearing his 'battle mode'.

The door slammed open with a bang that caused the two occupants to jump.

"Little brother!" the intruder shouted joyfully. It was a red headed young man, looking around twenty-two. He had grass green eyes and a snaggle fang that peeked out of his mouth every time he smiled. Being the oldest of Kagome's children, he took his duties to the youngest very seriously.

"Lord Shippo." Hiccup greeted as the older demon glanced around the small area. Spotting the mountain of books, the kitsune snatched up ten of the twenty one that Hiccup had brought back with him.

"No need for that, little brother!" Shippo laughed gleefully. His little brother was just so cute, all polite and stuff. He was pretty sure he got it from Okaa-sama. After all, Lord Harrick was rather loose in manners. "I was wondering where you went, but then Shiori said that she saw you leave with Jaken and Kagura. You know that you're not supposed to skip out of your lessons right? Okaa-sama was worried." Shippo shifted to the side and gently dragged his brother out of the carriage. With a small nod to the Wind Witch, he placed Hiccup next to him on solid ground, not letting go until he was sure his brother had no chances of stumbling.

Hiccup ignored the man handling, having gotten used to it with all of the inhuman beings that taught him, and reached back into the cabin to grab three of the remaining eleven books. "I was just visiting Lord Harrick."

"Ah." Shippo paused for a moment, allowing for Kagura to slip out the door, carrying the remaining eight books. Hiccup watched as she passed them off to another of his siblings before disappearing into the massive palace they landed in front of. Unlike Harrick, everyone knew the exact location of Kagome's home. With the help of her two closest assistants, or friends as Kagome claimed, they were based on a cloud high in the sky. Normally, the artificial cloud floated over the Amazon Forest, but it has been known to drift around the entire continent. "And how was the Lord?"

Even though he was his mother's self-proclaimed brother, Shippo had only seen the insane man a couple handful of times. The first was when he was returned to his mother's side, along with many others from her demon family. The last time was a decade before Hiccup arrived. He had appeared for breakfast, muttering about cleaning and uncles. Kagome had explained to her demon companions that much like she had flashbacks to her time in the Feudal Era, Harry had moments where he forgot where he was. They were far and few between, but the Wind tried to bring Harry to his sister every time.

"He gave me books on dragons." They started walking towards the entrance, where Kanna was waiting for them, holding the other eight books.

"Did he now?" Shippo wondered what the two primordial beings had planned for his little brother. If he wanted dragons so much, why not give him Ah-Un? Lord Sesshomaru no longer used him to travel, spending more and more time with his mother, setting up a kingdom in the sky for the demons that chose to serve Kagome.

"He was acting a little weird though." Hiccup admitted. Shippo might know what was wrong with the Master of Death. After all, he was the oldest of the 'Orphan Army', having been with Kagome even longer than Harry, according to the two siblings.

"What was wrong with Harrick?" A concerned voice spoke up, just as the three were passing the dining hall.

The three turned as one to face the group behind them.

"Okaa-sama!" Shippo greeted cheerfully, overriding Kanna's own quiet mutter. The woman nodded to him in return, but focused on her youngest as he fidgeted in place. The three demons who were with her, Kagura, Sesshomaru, and Inukimi, eyed the Legend with poorly hidden distaste.

"Kagura was just telling me where the three of you went. Hiccup, what happened to Harrick?" Kagome repeated.

"He-he started acting weird when he passed me one of these books." Hiccup revealed, wincing at Kagome's worried look as she eyed the twenty-one books the trio were carrying.

"Which book?" She asked, coming closer, the tail of her blood red kimono dragging on the floor.

"A-ah, Slytherin: Dragons?" Hiccup remembered.

"Shippo." Kagome pointed at one of the books that her oldest was holding.

"Right!" Shippo smiled at her and placed the pile on the ground. Shifting through it, he took out the mentioned book and passed it to her. Standing back up, the books were lifted off of the cold stone.

"This book?" Kagome double checked. With Hiccup's nod, he remembered the strange texture that looked almost like snake skin, only bigger. "I should have known."

"What is it?" Kagura voiced.

"Much like our son inherited the ability to create from me, he gained a special talent from his father." Kagome opened the book and showed the squiggle text to her curious audience. "Hiccup, can you read this?" She passed the book over so that he could study it intensely.

"Much like their Gronkle cousins, a Snapper's thick skin protects the dragon from most blunt attacks." He read slowly, frowning at the strange feeling of the words. After one sentence, he looked up at his silent audience. The five demons eyed him curiously while Kagome nearly beamed.

"Oh, your father is going to be so upset." She squealed, clasping her hand to her chest.

"I-I'm sorry?" Hiccup blushed, flustered at her words.

"It's a good thing, I swear!" She giggled, seeing his horrified look. "Harry never thought his super-duper special snake language was genetic. But, I do know that he used it to talk to dragons once! He started muttering to Ah-Un, took me forever to get him to shut up long enough to eat. Oh, our plans have just moved up!" She snapped to attention suddenly, causing Hiccup to flinch. "Go back to what you were doing!" She ordered the three children, spinning around with her hair flying and marched back down the hall she just came from.

"That girl…" Inukimi scowled. Huffing, she gathered up her own elaborate kimonos to follow after her sworn Lady.

"Come, Witch." Sesshomaru spoke up, following behind his mother.

Kagura sighed, but listened to the more powerful youkai. "Don't get in trouble, brats." She told Shippo and Hiccup, gracing Kanna with a rare smile.

Alone in the hall once more, Hiccup turned to his two siblings. "What just happened?"


Gah, this one was just a pain in the ass to write. I had the whole chapter planned out, Toothless was even supposed to happen. But noooo, parseltongue wanted its own chapter. Stop being a dick.

So, since Kagome, and the anime Inuyasha, are Japanese, they will use some Japanese words. This is BECAUSE THEY ARE JAPANESE. Harry will probably never say a Japanese word (expect youkai). The only words the Big Four MIGHT say in Japanese are mother, brother, and sister. BECAUSE THEIR ADOPTED FAMILY IS JAPANESE. (Does everyone have that cleared up?)

The Japanese words used this chapter: (based on how I understand it. No, I'm not gonna research it. I spent an entire hour learning kimono etiquette for one paragraph last chapter (I am not even kidding). Something that I am already forgetting. I am not doing that again.)

Okaa-sama – Respectful form of Mother

Kitsune – fox demon – tricksters, shape shifters

Youkai – demon (this will bounce back and forth between English and Japanese often. Just cause.)

-sama – Lord or Lady

Kimono – formal outfit, mainly used for big events, like celebrations, now. Usually colorful and decorated.

Hanyou – half-demon

Next chapter, we go back into the past, before Hiccup was thrown into the mix. Just some Kagome bonding with her demon family and Harrick. (Yes, it will be a short chapter. Then you'll get more Hiccup, I promise.)