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It all happened within a second. When Harry saw the knife, he knew what's going to happen. Though he didn't anticipate his dragon instict to went haywire. Harry didn't afraid to die, you see; but if possible, he want to die while flying freely. Knowing he didn't have a choice in that matter, Harry looked straight into the young teen's eyes and couldn't help but to think how similar it was to the twelve year old boy that he had promised to meet again.
Suddenly, the teen dropped his knife and a painful expression was seen on his face. When Harry saw the knife dropped, Harry's consciousness retreated and went back into his mind and his dragon self took over. Harry didn't realise how much his dragon self was cautious by the knife. When the knife moved, it was the last resort and the Nightfury was ready to attack.
What was that? Thought Hiccup. His head suddenly exploded. It was weird. He- he need to get out of there and think about it. Oh God, it felt worse than before. I need to tell Gobber...
Hiccup turned to walk away, but then he remembered the dragon. What about it? Should he just let it be? But what if other viking found it? Urgghh, if it wasn't because of his headache, he could have think clearly...
Slowly he turned around, and regretted it. When he saw the dragon's state, being binded by the net tightly, Hiccup couldn't help but to feel remorse. It shouldn't be like this. It was just wrong to torture it like this. He should end the dragon's life fast but he just couldn't do it.
Finding his resolve, Hiccup knew he would regretting this more than he could think off but he knew it was more than it's worth. Quickly, Hiccup took the knife and cut the rope that binded the net.
When the last rope had been cut off, Hiccup let out a relief breath. But then his breath was cut short when the Nightfury pinned him by the huge rock behind him. Hiccup was stunned; not because a huge dragon was pinning him, but because he was mesmerised by the fierce emerald eyes that seemed to be looking straight into his soul.
After so long neglecting his meditation, Harry didn't expect for it to be this hard to take over his dragon body back. Not when the dragon itself felt cautious and insecure. While trying hard to tug the dragon's consciousness away, Harry took a peek through the dragon's eyes and to be honest, he didn't like what he saw. The teen was petrified, at least that was what Harry thought.
Not long after that, Harry finally could take over, but it was too late. He had taunted the teen! He had roared right infront of the teen's face. Oh, he could see the poor teen's leg was giving out by each second...
Oh no, I just mentally scarred someone's child! And it's Hiccup's brother! Oh no...
Panicked because thinking he just might somewhat destroyed someone's masculinity, Harry flew out of there; only for him to crash into trees and fall into a hole.
It took a while for Hiccup to gather himself to move again after that. When he managed to walk again, Hiccup ran; hoping for his legs to work faster so he could cocoon himself underneath his blanket so he could calm down and cotemplate more about what just happened. But of course, since when Odin was on his side?
"You'll begin your training tomorrow morning" Period. No more question to be asked. Just right after he said he don't want to fight a dragon, his dad had told him to enter the dragon training. Yeah, good ol' dad. Not even listening to his poor son for a while.
With the 'conversation' he had with his dad just now, all of today's event that had been aching inside his mind suddenly being washed away; leaving only a vivid of loneliness and tiredness of his dad's behaviour over him.
Watching his dad walked away for a battle that might take his life away, the flash of memory of a gentle laugh and a kind green eyes that caused his head throbbing pain this early morning, didn't even cross his mind.
Deep into the woods, Harry had to deal with his own problem. That was the reason he literally was rolling on the ground at the moment. How did this happened?
It all started when Harry fall into somekind of a hole or a pit (not too deep but deep enough to trap him inside). Harry tried to fly but for some reason, he couldn't. Not to mention the itchiness on his tail. Harry saw a small way out between the two huge stone but he couldn't fit it in his dragon form.
That was when shits happened.
When Harry turned back into his human body, he felt the sense of déjà vu when he suddenly tripped over something that was wrapping onto his leg. Oh no, not again...
Instead of his usual 'human' form, he was back to this dragon hybrid form...with an extra appendage. His pair of wings. How convenient if he could use it to fly! Oh wait, of course he can; if not for this forsaken tail! And eventhough he was indeed smaller than his dragon size, he still couldn't fit to walk through the gap between the rocks as his wings couldn't fit.
Harry was frustrated; and that was the reason he was rolling on the ground while cursing everything in his mind.
Why did he turned back into this hybrid form? Was it that long he had been neglecting his meditation?
All these thoughts quickly being washed away when he sniffed a familiar scent coming on his way. Turning back into the Nightfury, Harry hid himself behind a huge rock and waited for the young teen he met yesterday to make an entrance.
Hiccup didn't know what possessed him to do this. Actually, he did know, but he didn't want to acknowledge it. He won't admit that he felt something over the dragon. Not at all. Nu'uh. He just wanted to study his enemy better. Yes, that was it. Nothing more. Not to see those emerald- No! Stop it, Hiccup! Focus!
Ducking under the sheild that he had stuck between the rocks, Hiccup looked around warily for one black dragon while holding out the fish that he brought with him in attempt to draw it out from whenever it was hiding.
Hiccup didn't expect it would come out sooner though.
Oh, bless this kid for bringing me a fish. Oh no, what if he didn't eat yet? Or worse, that's the only fish he got? And I just ate it?! Oh Merlin, I'm sorry. I should make up for it...
And Harry took out the undigested (yet) fish out of his stomach. Harry was weirded enough with his behaviour today, he didn't even question his act of kindness. He blamed his dragonself.
Hiccup wondered why this creature infront of him considered as a beast that needed to be killed. The Nightfury infront of him wasn't like what everyone said it was. Then Hiccup understood; they were being misunderstood...and the dragon paid the price.
Realising how close he was with the dragon, Hiccup couldn't resist his desire to touch the dragon. He tried a few times but to no avail. It was obvious that the Nightfury wasn't keen to being touched.
This guy is persistent!
Thought Harry as he hid his face using his tail. To be honest, Harry was quite afraid of being near to the young teen next to him. If the dragon could take over even within his control once, then it might be happening again. He might hurt the teen later, who knows? Overall, Harry needed to be as far as he can from the teen -who he thought was Hiccup's brother; and continued too always- CONSTANT VIGILANCE!
Unfortunately, yesterday event of nearly being eaten by a huge dragon and being roared right infront of the face didn't shake the teen off at all. Infact, the teen seemed to be intrigued more on him.
Oh bugger, are you pouting and brooding on me now? Harry huffed on his mind.
Hiccup decided to not disturb the Nightfury anymore. He could try again later. Hiccup stood up and sat near the lake; away from the Nightfury. He started to get bored but Hiccup didn't want to leave yet, so he took a stick and draw on the sand.
Harry was curious. The teen was drawing something. Harry didn't actually paying attention to what the teen was drawing. He was actually looking at the moving stick. It was moving! Left, right, up, and down! Harry didn't know why he felt the urge to catch the moving stick but he needed to control it. Get yourself together! Damn it, Harry! I wonder what he's drawing...
As Harry saw the drawing, Harry felt really happy. The teen was drawing him! Harry felt really giddy he wanted to draw too! Harry knew he was being all weird and not himself, but he would deal with the problem later.
Hiccup watched with an amusement as the Nightfury literally took out a tree and drew on the ground. It was quite cute actually.
He watched as the dragon twist and twirl everywhere while drawing as if it was a masterpiece. When it was done, Hiccup avoided from stepping on the lines after getting a few warning growls from the dragon.
Hiccup was so focused on not stepping the huge line of masterpiece, he didn't realise he was getting closer to the Nightfury. When he did, he was only a few inches away.
When Harry saw the teen who was a few inches close to him, his mind immediately thinking of Hiccup. How similar the boy infront of him with the scrawney boy he met.
Harry compared the teen's eyes and couldn't help but to notice how dim it was than Hiccup's eyes eventhough it was full of wonder and curiosity like Hiccup. Merlin, I must've really miss that boy...
Harry watched as the teen closed his eyes and reached his hand. Decided to compel and give a chance to the teen infront of him, Harry reached to it and bumped his snout on the reaching hand.
The teen's face after that moment, was worth a lot.
A few days after that, the teen came again. Harry didn't know why the teen had decided to call him as Toothless. He has teeth, damn it! It was just retractable. Why can't the teen understands that?
All of Harry's inner turmoil suddenly being washed away when he smelt a lot of fishes inside the huge basket that the teen had brought with him. Harry didn't eat for days so he wouldn't reject any offer at this point. Except;
OH MY GOD, IS THAT AN EEL? OH NO! SOMEBODY, TAKE IT AWAY PLEASE!
"Ok, ok. No eel, right? Yeah, I don't like it, too"
Harry knew why he can't fly. His tail was broken. Harry didn't have any knowledge about his species and thus, he assumed his tail would grow back someday.
Harry didn't know it would grow that fast though. He might couldn't have seen his own tail when his head was stuck in a basket; but he could feel something on his tail. Something was attached on his broken tail and he felt complete again.
That was when Harry decided to take off.
Harry was so focused on getting out of the place, he didn't realise he had a passenger on his tail. But when he did, Harry was grateful there was a lake right underneath him because the moment he shook of the teen, Harry just realised he couldn't control his tail flap; and thus, he fall down.
"OH GOD, IT WORKS! Can you believe it?!" Harry looked at the joyful teen with an exasperate eyes. He couldn't believe it! The teen nearly drown because he was tremendously excited and forgot how to swim. Harry had to drag him to the shore only to see the teen jumped up and down.
Granted, his invention of 'fake tail' was impressive but should he really got that excited; he forgot how to swim? Harry sighed tiredly as he shook himself dry.
When Harry had satisfied with his dryness, he turned around to see how the teen was only to see the teen rolling and giggling on the ground; still in his wet clothes. Seriously? Doesn't he feel cold or something?
Worried about the teen's health, Harry grunted as if to remind the teen about his wet clothes, but then he was met with a different reaction from the teen.
The teen stopped giggling and looked at him with a smile that was probably brighter than a star. The teen ran towards Harry and hugged him, excitedly.
"It works! I can't believe it! It may need some improvement later, but it works! Haha! You'll fly again, pal. I'll make sure of it"
That was the moment when realisation hit him like a brick. Harry didn't realise it at first because it was so different. The smell of ashes, woods, irons, and metal always on the teen so he didn't take a notice. But now, with the teen being drenched and cleaned by the lake and how close his distance from the teen; he could sniffed the familiar scent that he didn't realised how much he missed the source.
Hiccup?!
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