The Tri Team Tournament

The four found it surprising how quickly they adapted to the news of their potential destiny. The month of September was just so busy and full of things for them to do that the prophecy became a distant memory faster than they realised. Merida and Jack spent many of their afternoons playing quidditch with their teams; with the hosting of the Tri Team Tournament the teams had been told all house quidditch matches were cancelled this year so they were spending as much time as possible making up for it.

'Perfect,' Fred had complained on hearing the news, 'just as I get made Team Captain. I'd better get into that Tournament.'

Rapunzel and Hiccup were kept busy as well because they had to organise their growing homework load, which Jack and Merida ignored, around their other activities. Rapunzel began to spend even more time with Madam Pomfrey, learning stronger and stronger healing spells with ease much to Madam Pomfrey's approval. Hiccup on the other hand had begun spending more time in the Forbidden Forest with and without Gobber, alone except for Toothless.

Learning of the prophecy had almost been an eye opener for him in some ways. A week after hearing it he had descended to Gobber's hut and met Toothless, who ran into him at full pelt, knocking him over as he laughed.

'It's good to see you too buddy,' he laughed happily as the dragon began to lick at his face in a surprisingly cat-like way. 'Are you ready for an adventure bud?' he asked as they both calmed down, looking into the dragon's green eyes, and smiled as Toothless unfurled his wings in preparation, kneeling down so Hiccup could get into his saddle and clip his foot into its spot.

'We're heading for the Forbidden Forest,' he told Toothless as they sprang into the air and his worries about the rest of the prophecy began to fall away below him, 'I need to make a few…tests.'

For Hiccup, learning of the possibility that he or one of the others might have to sacrifice their life for each other was only part of what he'd understood that night. He'd learned he had a special power over magical creatures, if that was true then it needed to be tested and his scientific mind was already making plans for exactly how that could be done. He'd made a respectful friendship with the centaurs over the years and now he wanted to go deeper, the Forest had many mystical creatures within its boughs and he was going to find out how far the powers of the Beast Tamer extended.

As such, when October and the day of the arrival of the Beauxbaton and Durmstrang delegations came around, the four were found waiting outside their last lesson of the day, Defence Against the Dark Arts, talking animatedly as normal about how they thought the schools would arrive.

'I'm sticking with Floo powder,' Rapunzel was saying with certainty, 'the Great Hall has a large enough fireplace for an entire delegation to come through, I'm sure of it.'

'They're going ta want ta be flashier than that,' Merida dismissed with equal certainty.

'Well it won't be by dragon,' Hiccup said thoughtfully, 'Berk would have heard about it.'

'Maybe they'll just take the train,' Jack said in mock seriousness, hunching over and resting his chin in his hands as if he were a detective trying to solve a murder, much to the annoyance of the others.

'Hey Fred,' he said, ignoring the scathing looks from the three and waving nonchalantly at Fred who was walking up the corridor to them with his friend Flynn Ryder. Flynn was a couple of inches taller than Fred with a leaner body, honed from his years as a chaser. He was already growing the beginnings of a goatee, the dark stubble forming a small shadow across his chin, which made him look a year older than he actually was.

'What are ye doin' here?' Merida asked in confusion, both Fred and Flynn were in the year above and had no reason to be joining them as far as she knew.

'We've come to say hi to the guest speaker,' Fred said mysteriously as the door to the classroom opened to reveal a stranger that no one in the class had seen before but nonetheless looked strangely familiar.

'Hello Fred,' the man said cheerily at the sight of Fred, 'Come to say hi have you?'

'Hey Uncle Harry,' Fred greeted back as Flynn waved, looking more nervous than the four had ever seen before on the rare occasion they'd met him.

'What's going on?' another voice that was clearly Professor Maximus' asked. 'Why are you too blocking my class?'

'We've got a free period and we wanted to join in, after all, we found it pretty educational the last time and as a teacher you can't say no to two students willing to learn,' Flynn said, catching Maximus' attention and causing the teacher to shoot him a look of deepest loathing.

'Funny, I don't remember you being so eager in previous lessons,' Maximus said scathingly as he looked Flynn up and down.

In response Flynn only shrugged, raising his hands in an attempt at an innocent look, which everyone could see wasn't innocent at all. Maximus looked him up and down for a moment before rolling his eyes and opening the door to let the two sixth years in as well as the rest of the class.

'One step out of line and I'll make sure you regret it,' he called after them as the two boys sat, grinning, at a table. The rest of the class filed in and sat at their usual tables, watching the stranger with curiosity as Maximus walked to the front of the class and cleared his throat.

'Today we have a special guest teaching so the lot of you keep quiet because this'll be the only time (he looked in annoyance at Fred and Flynn) you'll have the chance to learn from Harry Potter.'

The class gasped as the realisation dawned on them while Harry Potter, the boy who lived, replaced Maximus at the front of the class. They all now realised why he looked familiar, almost everyone owned his chocolate frog card from which his face had looked out at them. He was a lanky man with untidy black hair and round glasses that sat over brilliant green eyes but of course everyone in the room, save Fred and Flynn, looked to his most renowned feature, the lightning scar etched across his forehead.

'Good afternoon class,' he greeted, seemingly ignoring their stares, 'could all of you move your desks to the side of the class please as this is going to be more of a practical lesson today.'

His words were obeyed quickly and soon the room echoed with the scraping of desks and chairs as they were dragged to one side of the room or the other. Harry then had them spread out in the room and began to tell them of the spell they were going to try and perform; the patronus charm.

'It needs the happiest memory you've got,' he told them as they began to repeat the incantation and wave their wands with nothing happening, 'let it fill you up and then use the spell so it's strengthened by as much happiness as you can give.'

Fred and Flynn grinned at each other and raised their wands simultaneously, both calling out, 'Expecto Patronum!'

Two silvery lights erupted from their wands and formed into two separate animals that began to play and chase each other around the room as the class looked on in envy and wonder. Fred's was a husky dog that jumped and ran, barking around Flynn's flying magpie patronus.

'Well done you two,' Harry congratulated as he patted them both on their shoulders, 'they were only mist shields last year.'

The four looked enviously over at Fred and Flynn before returning to their own attempts. So far only Rapunzel had managed to make anything but a light silvery mist that hung immobile in the air.

'Expecto Patronum,' Jack said, waving his staff and groaning loudly when nothing happened. He wanted to show up Fred and Flynn with an even better patronus, like a dinosaur or something.

Merida was scrunching up her face in concentration as she whispered determinedly to herself, 'Think happy thoughts, happy thoughts.'

Hiccup was also repeating the spell but nothing was happening for him either. In the end he waved his wand angrily around in exasperation and said, 'Why did it have to be a charm, every other type of spell I can do but charms take me weeks to learn, I could practice at something this advanced until the end of time and not get so much as a slug patronus out of it.'

'Don't give up Hiccup; imagine it, watching dementors run away from your terrifying slug, oh the horror!' Jack said, gasping in shock and horror as he wrapped an arm around the boy's shoulder and waved his arm in the general direction of the imaginary battle.

Everyone, including Hiccup, laughed at that only to be interrupted by Rapunzel yelling, 'I've got it, I've got it!'

Flying around her head was a silver bird as large as a swan with three long tail feathers streaming behind it. Everyone clapped in appreciation as they watched the silver beauty soar around the ceiling.

'Well done, the only other person I've ever known to have a phoenix patronus was Albus Dumbeldore,' Harry Potter's voice said behind them, making them all jump and then stand awkwardly, watching the most famous man alive talk to them. 'How are the rest of you doing?' he asked in genuine curiosity, apparently not seeing their looks of awe and admiration.

Merida immediately raised her wand in eagerness to impress him and, in the split second before she called out the spell, she groped in panic for a strong enough happy memory that would fuel her patronus. It was as if every happy memory she'd ever remembered had hidden behind the door, leaving her with nothing to think over. She thought desperately as her mouth began to form the words of the spell and suddenly a memory hit her, the day her father had taken a history lesson with her and had instead begun a swordfight training session. She'd been so happy at that moment just as her brothers dropped a mounted boar's head onto Fergus' own head, blinding him and allowing her to trip him with her sword.

'Expecto Patronum!'

A silver mist flew from her wand and hovered beneath Rapunzel's phoenix, who was still circling the ceiling lazily as Harry Potter and the others congratulated her.

'Good work, don't worry about it not being fully formed, it takes some people years to learn this,' Harry said before turning to Jack expectantly.

Jack pushed up his sleeves theatrically as he spun his staff around, causing a few people who were now watching the four to laugh unintentionally. He thought back to the day he'd taken his sister ice skating again after his second year, freezing the lack surface solid to ensure no one would fall in this time, that day they played as they should have done then and his sister's laughs of delight as she skated and dodged around snowballs he'd begun to throw towards her still made him smile.

'Expecto Patronum!'

A silver mist erupted out from the end of his staff and mixed with Merida's, seeming to strengthen it into an almost solid fog. He huffed in annoyance at the lack of anything cool but soon smiled again as everyone congratulated him too.

Finally it was Hiccup's turn and everyone turned to him with an expectant look. The first three of the four had all been able to make something; naturally Hiccup could master the spell alongside them. Hiccup raised his wand expectantly and called out the spell once again, his voice echoing off the stone walls of the class.

'Expecto Patronum!'

Nothing happened. 'Aw COME ON!' Hiccup cried out in exasperation as the crowd, except for the three and the teachers, laughed at him.

'Don't worry about it,' Harry told him reassuringly as the rest of the class lost interest and returned to their own attempts, 'keep practicing and I know you'll get it.'

By the end of the lesson only Rapunzel had managed to summon a fully formed patronus while a few others had been able to create semi-transparent mists like Jack and Merida, the rest, including Hiccup, hadn't been able to make a thing. The four hung back to help Maximus move the chairs and tables back, Hiccup scowling at the furniture as if it had just insulted him, so as to listen in on Fred and Harry's conversation, as they were all using the winguardiam leviosa charm to do it the excuse was pretty flimsy.

'So Harry, are you coming to watch the Tournament?' Fred asked loudly, so as the four and Flynn could hear.

'I'll be coming in to watch the tasks,' Harry replied. 'Headmaster North thinks it's a good idea for one of the judges to be the last tournament winner.'

'Although it's not exactly like I remember it happily,' he muttered darkly as an afterthought.

'Flynn and I are applying together,' Fred added proudly, hoping to cheer his uncle up.

'Really? Well don't expect me to show any favouritism,' Harry responded jokingly as he ruffled Fred's ginger hair.

'Shouldn't you lot be heading off anyway?' Maximus asked as he manoeuvred the last chair into place. 'The delegates will be arriving any minute now.'

The four looked at their watches and realised the Professor was right, it was nearly time for the arrivals and people would already be gathering in front of the grounds to watch out for the two schools. They all hurried quickly out the door and were soon followed by Flynn and Fred who yelled a hasty goodbye to a laughing Harry.

'So are you guys going to join?' Flynn asked them as they all ran down to the Grand Staircase.

'It's temptin',' Merida mused, tilting her head as she thought about it.

'I'm not,' Hiccup said firmly, 'I've heard what happened in the old Tournaments. Call me cautious by I don't want to be turned inside out and apparated over a five mile radius simultaneously.'

'It won't be that dangerous Hiccup,' Jack smiled at him as they reached the stairs, 'and if it is, I'll make sure you stay safe.'

'Uh, thanks Jack,' Hiccup replied, blushing slightly.

'Ugh, looks like we've been beaten to the punch,' Fred groaned as they looked down the stairs and saw the entire school cramming themselves through the doors to get outside. 'We're never going to get to the front that way,' he continued, slyly pulling out the old parchment Merida new as the Marauder's Map Mark II and whispering the password, 'but if we go down there we'll find a secret passage that'll take us to the front of the crowd.'

'And how on Earth do ye know that?' Merida asked in a sarcastic manner.

'Trade secrets,' Fred replied in a similar tone as he tucked the map back in his robes.

They all followed Fred down the corridor he had pointed out and soon they were emerging from a hole in the wall that had formed at the touch of Fred's palm into the cold outside air. As the last of the group got out they headed off to get a good view while the hole closed itself back up, stones and mortar sliding back into place with barely a whisper.

The Hogwarts students waited for a good ten minutes before anything happened when a third year girl shrieked shrilly and pointed into the sky above the Forbidden Forest. As one the students followed her gaze and stared at a rapidly growing dot on the horizon. Soon they could make out that it was a large horse drawn carriage being driven by six horses. People began to yell and back away as they realised the sheer size of what was approaching as the carriage came in to land. The horses were easily each the size of an elephant and their hooves shook the ground as they landed while the carriage itself was many feet larger still, although in spite of its size the enormous carriage somehow managed to land so smoothly that it made no sound as it touched the grass of the grounds.

The massive door of the carriage opened and golden steps unfolded from the door to the ground. Out of it stepped one of the largest women any of the four had ever seen, explaining the size of the carriage. She was old, around eighty, her hair greyed and her face aged but she still carried herself without a stoop and walked with easy long strides. Professor North walked forward to greet her, kissing her hand without needing to bend and saying a brief greeting.

'Thank you North, it iz good to see you too,' the woman, whose name was Madame Maxim, said in return. ''As Mycroft arrived yet?'

'No you are ze first to arrive,' North informed her. 'Would you care to come inside? Your students look rather chilly.'

North had a point the others noticed as the Beauxbatons delegates emerged after their headmaster. They were all dressed in what looked like blue silk that offered no real protection against the oncoming winter chills. As they hurried past, many heads turned to watch them go, primarily men's.

'Blimey, do you think they make them all like that in France?' Fred asked while Flynn merely wolf whistled quietly.

'Fred, ye have five seconds ta remedy that statement before Rapunzel and I curse ye both,' Merida warned him as she and Rapunzel pulled out their wands, grinning.

'Oh come on, I didn't mean anything by it. Jack you know what I mean right,' Fred implored as the two women began to count slowly.

'I don't know Fred,' Jack replied cheerily, he had watched the girls go too but with a slightly disinterested look, 'I prefer people who can handle the cold. What did you think Hiccup?'

Hiccup, who hadn't watched the girls at all as he was a little too focused on someone else, gave a noncommittal shrug before laughing as Merida and Rapunzel finished their counting and charged the two helpless sixth years.

'Look at the lake!' Someone suddenly yelled out, stopping the girls actually cursing Fred and Flynn, who were laughing just as hard as Jack and Hiccup, and making everyone turn to stare down at the Black Lake which was beginning to churn and swirl unusually as something began to emerge from it. First came a long wooden pole that turned out to be a mast which was soon followed by the large hull of a ship as it rose from the dark waters. Soon the students could see movement along the deck and a stream of men dressed in furs and warm coats began to walk up to the castle, led by a man dressed in black and dark brown.

'Nicholas my old friend, how are you?' the man boomed in a deep voice as he embraced North in a strong hug.

'Very well Mycroft, I trust you had a pleasant trip?' North returned as they broke apart.

'Ah, you know how it is, I never feel better than when I am behind the wheel of that ship,'

They continued conversing as they walked into Hogwarts, the Durmstrang and Hogwarts students hurrying after them, and soon everyone was packed into the Great Hall as dinner began. The delegate students spread out among the four tables and sat among the Hogwarts students as the food appeared, the four noticed that very few of the delegates where their age. Instead they were mostly seventh years with only a few rare exceptions, clearly their headmasters weren't willing to risk the Tri Wizard Cup on someone they deemed too inexperienced.

At the end of the feast the dining tables were moved magically to the side as all the students stood up expectantly. The four gathered together and moved to the side with the rest of the students as something was wheeled into the middle of the room. It was a stone goblet mounted on a pedestal, blue flames licking at the air from within it, The Goblet of Fire.

Stepping forward, North spoke, his voice carrying over the unusually quiet students, 'As I am sure you are all excited to move along I shall make zis quick. Anyone who wishes to enter ze Tournament must place zeir name into ze Goblet of Fire, our impartial judge. It is important to note that you cannot give ze Goblet a name other than your own, zis is to ensure only participants who are willing, will enter. If you wish to have ze chance to work alongside friends who are also willing to compete you may use a piece of parchment with all your names written down, if one of you is selected zen ze others will be too. I suggest you don't enter zis competition lightly, if you are selected you cannot leave halfway through; you must stay in it to ze end. Of course, ze reward is certainly worth it, zis year we have managed to scrounge three thousand galleons for the winning team to split amongst themselves. And for any of you underage students, who are attracted by zis, please note ze other headmasters and I have drawn an age barrier around ze Goblet that will prevent anyone younger than fifteen from entering zeir name. With that I say goodnight and good luck.'

His speech over, North turned and walked out of the Hall, talking happily with the other headmasters as they left all the students to watch the glimmering fires of the Goblet.

'We have got to apply,' Jack said eagerly as he fumbled in his pocket for a scrap of parchment.

'Three thousand galleons!' Merida yelled as an image of the prize money floated in front of her.

'I'm still not sure about this,' Hiccup replied, his old nervousness sneaking through.

'Three thousand galleons!'

'Come on Hiccup, you'll be fine,' Jack returned reassuringly as he began to write their names down on the paper.

Hiccup watched Jack's face as he wrote down his own name, as well as glancing at the girls who were looking just as excited, before sighing and nodding in agreement. 'Alright, alright, I'll do it. You guys are right, it does sound worth it.'

'Three thousand galleons!'

'Why do you keep saying that Merida?' Rapunzel asked with worry.

'I've never had the chance to say three thousand galleons before,' Merida breathed back.

When all their names were written on the parchment the four stepped into the queue that had already formed in front of the Goblet. Five people ahead of them Fred and Flynn high-fived one another as they slipped the parchment carrying their own names into the fires. Finally it was the four's turn and together they all held the parchment containing their names over the Goblet and let it drop where it seemed to vanish as the fires consumed it.

'Seemed a little anti-climactic to me,' Merida murmured to them later on, 'I mean ye'd hope it would spit a bit of fire back out or something right? Just to show it had accepted the names.'

'All that matters is that we're going to get in, I just know it,' Jack said, a strange gleam lighting his eyes.

The four spent most of the next day sitting in the Great Hall and watching people as they placed their names into the Goblet. People would go to it in groups and drop their names into the stone Goblet before leaving or hanging around like the four to watch the show. Every now and again a few underage students would waltz in, believing they had just come up with an idea that would trick the ghostly age line that hung around the Goblet. The four always found it fun to watch as each would-be champion was thrown from the circle with beards that rivalled Professor North's growing from their face.

Finally dinner came and everyone once again sat at the four tables, slightly squashed together to make room for the Goblet, only speaking in murmurs as they all made furtive glances to the stone pedestal bathed in the light of the Goblet's blue flames. When dinner had finished everyone took the same positions they had the night before, the four joining together to wait for the Goblet's decision as they had when they awaited its arrival.

The three headmasters took positions around the Goblet in a ceremonial fashion and waited as they looked into the Goblet's flames while everyone else held their breath in anticipation. Suddenly the flames sprang up and flared as the Goblet spat out three charred pieces of parchment which were nimbly caught by Mycroft. He smiled triumphantly and began to read out the six names of the Durmstrang team 'Abramova, Baikov, Derevenko, Gurov, Manakov,' and ending with a loudly called, 'Dmitri Krum!'

A loud roar of approval erupted from the Durmstrang students as their team assembled with Krum, son of the famed quidditch player Victor Krum, in the middle, basking in the attention.

'Like father like son,' Rapunzel called over to the others who looked at her with curiosity, 'his dad was a champion in the last Tournament.'

Before any of them could make a patriotic reply about how, like his father, Dmitri would lose to the Hogwarts champions, the fires of the Goblet began to grow again as it spat out another piece of parchment which flew up into the hand of Madame Maxime.

Like Mycroft, Maxime called out the names of her chosen students, 'Belrose, Augustine, Janvier, Palomer, Lyon and Mercier!' As their team walked up to the front, causing several men to turn their heads and watch as they walked away, to stand beside the Durmstrang team their fellow students both applauded and cried out in annoyance and sorrow at not being chosen.

There was silence again as everyone waited for the final names to be drawn and soon the silence was filled with the crackle of flames as two final pieces of parchment flew into the air and fell into North's waiting palm.

He looked down at the paper for a moment before speaking, as if he were trying to think through a difficult problem. 'Ze Hogwarts champions are,' he bellowed, 'Merida Dunbroch, Rapunzel Solaris, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III, Jack Frost, Fred Weasley and Flynn Ryder!'

There was a tumultuous clapping coupled with sighs of disappointment as the stunned four made their way up to the front of the Hall alongside Flynn and Fred and stood in front of the three headmasters next to the two teams who would become their competition.

As the thunderous clapping continued North raised his hands for calm before speaking, 'Your teams have been chosen; support them well through ze trials ahead. Now if ze champions will join us in ze next room we can prepare them for ze coming challenge.'

He beckoned for the three teams to follow him and they were led into a small antechamber at the side of the hall. Three benches were set in a horseshoe shape, one for each team. The four sat with Fred and Flynn at one side and waited for the judges to begin their explanation.

'Firstly a congratulations are in order,' North beamed as he looked over them, 'you have been chosen to compete in a very prestigious Tournament that I am sure shall bring you all fame and fortune, well, ze winners anyway.'

'Now for the first task,' Madame Maxime said impatiently behind North, towering over his heavy frame, 'the aim of the first task iz very simple, to test your ingenuity and reaction to the unknown. As such, we shall not tell you what it iz, and you shall 'ave very little time to practice as the task iz set one week from today.'

The teams looked unsurely at one another as she said this, one week before the first task? They really weren't going to have much chance to prepare.

'There are two rules you must know,' North added as the teams turned back, 'you cannot, under any circumstances, accept help from another wizard, witch or squib, is that understood? Good. Secondly, in each of ze tasks you may use whatever tools you require; anything at all. That is all for today and I suggest you all hurry back to your fellow students, I'm sure parties are already being prepared.'

'Woo!' Flynn cheered as they entered a now nearly deserted Hall, 'I don't believe it! Three thousand galleons, that's five hundred each!'

'Don't forget the extra helping of fame North mentioned,' Jack added as the others smiled at the thought of owning five hundred galleons, 'I distinctly remember fame being mentioned.'

'Did you notice North was looking right at me when he mentioned the second rule,' Hiccup interrupted.

'Yeah, why?' Merida asked curiously.

'What do you think counts as a tool?' Hiccup asked with a sly look in his eye, 'Because if it means what I think it does, then North was telling me that I have one hell of a tool waiting at Gobber's hut.'

'Good idea Hiccup,' Fred said as he pulled them all into a huddle, 'so here's the plan, let's go and enjoy our house parties tonight and then every day for the next week we spend the afternoon's practicing.'

'Bring Toothless too,' he added in a whisper as the Durmstrang students passed by.

As the Hogwarts team enjoyed their parties that night, three figures were walking along the stone pebbled beach of an island just of the coast of Iceland at the same moment. The air was chilling and dark as the three figures walked, flanked by dark shapes that twisted and whinnied in the darkness, their black sand reflecting no light and leaving the night darker than ever. The only light that illuminated the path in front of the three were the yellow lights of Nightmare's eyes and a single beam shot from the wand of Gothel.

Suddenly the second figure, cloaked in black robes that hid him almost as effectively as an Invisibility Cloak in the dark, stopped and cocked his head as if listening to a voice that the other two could not hear, which in fact he was.

'Excellent, the first phase of the plan is complete,' Pitch Black said contentedly, 'it seems your doubts were unfounded Gothel.'

'They weren't doubts, they were concerns,' Gothel replied irritably, they had been trekking across the beach for two hours and she was beginning to feel it again, that terrible sense of ageing.

'If you're not willing to take risks you'll never succeed, any child knows that witch,' Mordu growled angrily as he paced beside the two.

'Oh, like how you took the risk of turning into an ugly pile of fur for a shot at a kingdom you still don't own,' Gothel returned scathingly which caused Mordu to snarl angrily at her.

'Enough playing you two,' Pitch scolded quietly as he looked around, 'We're here.'

They had reached the massive opening into a cave that stretched across the cliff face they had been walking along, unable to apperate as they did not know the exact location. It was easily large enough to fit Westminster Abbey into its cavernous depths and, with a nod from Pitch, the Nightmares shot forward into the cave and disappeared from sight.

'Finally,' Gothel sighed with relief as they waited, 'I don't know why we have to bother with this. Why can't we just kill the boy together?'

'Because dear Gothel, we cannot underestimate these children,' Black responded as they began to feel a deep banging below their feet, coming from something beneath the ground, 'I did to my cost the last time I encountered them, their combined power was enough to block the killing curse at eleven, I don't know how but they did it. Together they are a threat, so we must keep them separate at all costs and so we need to keep the dragon rider distracted.'

As he finished, a giant roar swept out from the opening of the cave, blowing hot, foul smelling air at the three before being followed by a monster. It was enormous, a dragon of insane size and proportions with claws as big as Mordu and sharper than steel. Around it the Nightmares swarmed and ran across its hide before disappearing into its mouth and nostrils causing it to bellow in annoyance. It flamed at them once, spitting out a tempest of black smoke and yellow flames that lit up the dark night, before all the Nightmares entered into its body and it grew still. Although the three could not see it, the creature's small eyes turned perfectly black as it stopped struggling.

'That's right,' Black said as he walked towards the last of the Red Deaths, the black sand of the Nightmares sifting across it brain and translating his words to the dragon's own thoughts, his mind becoming its mind. 'I have some information for you,' he continued as he flashed an image of Hiccup riding Toothless into the creature's mind, 'this boy is your enemy. He has killed your kind before but when the time comes, you shall kill him.'

With the image of the killer of its own kin playing across its eyes, the dragon allowed its mind to be overtaken completely by Black's magic, if he could bring it the human killer and his dragon traitor then that was all that mattered. It lifted its head and roared into the night, a roar of anger and hate as well as a command, any dragon that heard it would be the first to fall under its control, and soon, it would subjugate a dragon army for its master, Pitch Black.

Accents, so many accents :p

Sorry this is so late guys, it has been one hell of a week and thank God it's over.

Finally we get to see Hiccup's enemy, I know some of you guys thought it would be a character from the TV series but I've only seen the movie and I also think that, as he is the one who makes bonds with animals, Hiccup's enemy should be one that subjugates them.

In answer to Leite Destiny's review, how I came up with this story was kind of funny. When I started writing the plot I didn't know anything about the Big Four but when I did I knew they were the perfect characters for the story, they kind of completed it :)

Anyway, I hope you guys are enjoying the story and have a good week :)

(PS Don't worry the next chapter should be uploaded quicker this time)