Summary: Four perfectly ordinary kids - An orphaned boy with a secret to keep, a redheaded princess with a mother to please, a scrawny boy with a dragon to hide, and a blonde princess with the power to heal - are all off to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for their very first year. Each of them has a goal, whether it be to be the very best, or just to have fun. Each of them will discover along the way drama, magic mirrors, enchanting songs, and of course, Magic.

Or, the Rise of the Brave Tangled Dragons Hogwarts AU that literally no one asked for.

Flynn: This is the story of how I died.

Jack: What? No it isn't I'm not sure you're even in this story.

Flynn: Oh darn.

Rapunzel: Don't worry, you're probably here somewhere.

Hiccup: Yeah, like a vague mention.

Merida: Like; "...because some brown-haired kid stole my robes..."

Flynn: …

Jack: The author wants us to inform the readers that the many accents can't and won't be written into this story, so don't expect it. Anyway, this is actually the story of how four kids (that's us, by the way) went to a magic school and may or may not have saved the world a couple dozen times.

Hiccup: But hey, who's counting?

Normally, letters come in the mail. Normally, they have stamps and go through the postage system and wind up in a metal box on a stick. Normally, letters are not delivered by owls.

Of course, Jack Frost, Merida DunBroch, Rapunzel Corona, and Hiccup Haddock are not very normal themselves, though some of them may not know it quite yet.

Jack's and Merida's letters were delivered by strange people who took out flashy sticks and brought forth pretty sparks and loud bangs. These people gave them letters from a school called Hogwarts. They explained to the two children that they had magic, and that at this school, they would learn to channel that magic. That was definitely not normal.

But Rapunzel's and Hiccup's letters were delivered by owls. This was not a surprise to them; they already knew they had magic, and were eagerly waiting for the owls. They jumped with excitement and ran to show their parents. They needed no explanation. That wasn't very normal either.

One fateful day, all this abnormality was directed at a certain shopping district called Diagon Alley. Here, the normal meter was ticking further and further down.

Jack Frost was there with a man who called himself Aster Bunnymund. He said he was a teacher at the school, Hogwarts, and he was fairly tall, with graying brown hair and weird tatoos on his arms. Jack might have been there with his parents, but he didn't know who they were. Heck, he didn't even know if they were alive or not. He had been a foster kid for as long as he could remember, but he never stayed in one home for more than a few months; strange, unexplainable things always happened around him. Or, they were unexplainable until Aster came calling. Now he knew he was a wizard.

Jack had to walk fast to keep up with Aster, while at the same time craning his neck to try and see everything he possibly could. He caught glimpses of cauldrons, owls, and even a broomstick. Jack wondered if witches and wizards really rode around on broomsticks, but before he could ask, they entered a large, snowy white building. Jack read the name 'Gringotts' carved above the entrance before he went in with Aster. Jack couldn't help staring at the little men as the bustled around without so much as a glance in his direction. He wondered what they were. Gnomes? Trolls? Goblins, perhaps? He would have to ask someone.

Aster had a talk with one of the little men, but Jack didn't pay much attention. Finally, after the man gave Aster a little bag that jingled with coins, they went back out into the crowded street.

"Madame Malkin's Robes for All Occasions," Aster recited, "That's where you'll get your uniform." He lead Jack into a shop, where he went to go talk to the shopkeeper. Jack wandered over to the window and watched the people who walked by, read display signs and listened to bits and pieces of conversation here and there.

Suddenly, the ding that signaled the door opening caught Jack's attention, and he turned to see a weedy-looking auburn haired boy entering the shop with a big, muscular man with a very long, very scraggly beard. The man went to wait for the shopkeeper's attention, and the boy stood awkwardly, clearly unsure what to do. Jack decided to rescue him.

"Hey!" the boy jumped as Jack waved at him. Jack pretended he didn't notice, "Are you going to Hogwarts, too?"

The boy shifted uncomfortably, "Yeah," After a moment of silence, he said, "My name's Hiccup. What's yours?"

"Jack Frost," The boy in question grinned and extended a hand, "Nice to meet you, Hiccup." As Hiccup shook his hand, Jack couldn't help but wonder which drunken fool named this guy. He decided it would be rude to ask.

Instead, he asked, "Did you surrounded with magic? I didn't; this is all new to me."

Hiccup blinked, "Yeah, I did. My whole life, actually. I can't even imagine what it would be like to grow up as a muggle."

Jack shrugged, "Seems normal to me. I didn't think magic was even real until a few weeks ago. Are both your parents magic, then?"

"Nope," Hiccup shook his head, "My mum's a muggle."

"Have you got any older siblings?"

"It's just me and my parents."

"Huh," Jack was about to ask what wizards did for fun, but then Aster appeared with Jack's uniform, "I guess I'll see you around, then, Hiccup."

Flourish and Blott's was not necessarily Merida DunBroch's favorite ever shop, but at least the books they sold were interesting enough. She had picked up a book about some boy who was killed dozens of times and kept getting brought back by some mysterious bloke with a contraption called a timeturner. It was very interesting, even though she only managed to read a few pages before it was snatched out of her hands and placed back on the shelf.

"Mum!" Merida groaned, "I was reading that!"

Her mother, Elinor, frowned sternly, "We are here for your course books. I'm quite certain I never saw 'The Many Lives of Jimmy Johnson' on your list. Would you like to check it for me?"

"But mum," Merida insisted, "Aren't you always saying I need to 'improve my mind'?"

"This is not the type of literature a princess should be reading. If you need something to read, you can choose from my list. They're all classics, and I find them to be quite engaging."

Merida didn't think her mother's books would be interesting in tue least, but she knew when she could and couldn't win. So she held her tongue. For now.

She waited until her mother's back was turned, then snatched the book off the shelf again, flipping back to where she had left off. Soon after, she had sunk down against the wall, her eyes boring into the page. She was so engrossed in the story that she didn't notice the girl until she felt a tap on her shoulder.

Merida looked up quickly, and couldn't stop her jaw from dropping. She had heard of long hair, but this was pushing it. The girl standing next to her had a very long, very thick, very blonde braid, trailing down her back and even a few inches past her ankles, so that it dragged ever so slightly on the floor.

"That," Merida finally found her voice, "Is quite a bit of hair."

The girl reached up to tug at it self-consciously, "It is, isn't it," Awkward moment of silence. Then, "I'm Rapunzel. I couldn't help but notice what book you're reading; it's one of my favorites."

Merida glanced down at the book in her hands, "My name's Merida. I only just started, but it is pretty interesting. I suppose you have magic parents, then? Are you going to Hogwarts?"

"Yes to both questions. Did you already buy your school books?" Rapunzel slid slowly down the wall to sit next to Merida.

Merida waved vaguely toward the direction she thought her mother must be, "Nope, mum's getting them. I got bored and decided to read this," There was a moment of silence before something occurred to her, "What kind of sports do witches play? Are they very different from muggle sports?"

Rapunzel frowned, "Well, I couldn't tell you how similar it is to muggle sports, but we do have Quidditch. Everyone knows about it, even if they don't play much."

"How do you play?"

Rapunzel went on to give a basic explanation about Quidditch and its rules. It all sounded like loads of fun to Merida, but she doubted her mother would approve. Almost as soon as Merida thought of her mother, the woman in question called for her, as if summoned just by the thought.

"Oh, I've got to go," Merida stood, quickly shoving the Jimmy Johnson book on the nearest shelf, "Hopefully we see each other at school. It would be nice to actually know someone."

Rapunzel smiled happily.

"Mum, can I bring a pet to school?" Rapunzel Corona glanced over at the Magical Menagerie, "Like, a cat or something?"

Queen Arianna smiled gently, "Of course."

Rapunzel grinned and rushed over to the shop, excited at the prospect of getting her first pet. She pushed the door open, her mother close behind, and immediately began scanning the cages for something she might like. There were kneazles, mice, toads, lizards, and even a couple of crups. But nothing really caught Rapunzel's eye.

The princess frowned as she noticed an empty cage, one of the only ones in the shop. She thought she saw a flash of color, so she stared into it to see if she could figure out what it was. Right as she was about to dismiss it as her imagination, a green lizard-like animal faded into view. Rapunzel grinned at the sight.

"Mum!" She called excitedly, "Mum, look! It's a chameleon!"

Arianna looked over and smiled, "That it is. Do you want it?"

"Oh, yes!" Rapunzel grinned, "I think I'll name him Pascal. Doesn't he look like a Pascal?"

After the chameleon was paid for, Rapunzel put him gently on her shoulder. He immediately turned a shade of violet identical to Rapunzel's shoulder. She giggled, "He's smart, too. Oh, but do you think they'll let me bring him?" She suddenly looked very worried.

Arianna smiled, "I'm sure I can talk with the headmaster, get special permission. You are a princess, after all."

Rapunzel grinned. When they finally finished all the shopping they had to do, Rapunzel was positively bursting with excitement. In a few weeks, she would be heading off to Hogwarts, with Pascal the chameleon, her very first pet.

After he spoke with that kid in the robe shop, Hiccup trudged around after his father while they bought Hiccup's things for school. They went to an apothecary for potions supplies, a place called Flourish and Blott's for his books, and a few other shops as well. While they were going through these places, Hiccup noticed a few people who looked to be his own age. There was his cousin Snotlout (Hiccup made sure to steer clear of him), a boy with a monkey for some reason, and a girl with freakishly long hair, to name a few.

But what Hiccup was really excited for was getting his wand. An object used to channel a wizard's magic and make extraordinary things happen. An extension of the wizard himself, a loyal companion, the most important part of making magic. Now, it was time for Hiccup to be chosen.

The little shop wasn't the most impressive thing ever, with peeling gold letters above the door to label it as 'Ollivander's' and, as they discovered upon entering, quite small and a bit dusty. There were long, narrow boxes of varying lengths stacked up almost everywhere. The shopkeeper didn't appear to be there.

Stoick stood waiting, unperturbed by the absence of the shopkeeper, while Hiccup glanced around at the many boxes. He wanted to open one, just a peek, to see what it looked like. But he knew that wasn't a very smart thing to do. So instead, he waited.

"New student, eh?" Hiccup jumped at the sound of an unfamiliar voice. An old man with silver eyes and hair to match had suddenly appeared at the desk. Hiccup could have sworn he hadn't been there a second before.

Hiccup nodded in answer to the man's question. The man smiled, "Oh, good. I always love new customers. Oh, and Stoick! It has been a while, hasn't it? I still remember when you came in here all those years ago, excited as can be at the prospect of your very own wand. How the time flies...

"I am Mr. Ollivander, young man," Ollivander addressed Hiccup, "And you would be...?"

"Hiccup."

Ollivander smiled, "Yes, yes... now, please hold out your wand arm for me, would you? Good." A tape measure began taking different measurements, from Hiccup's elbow to the end of his middle finger, from his wrist to his shoulder, and so on. Once it was finished, it crumpled to the floor in a heap, and Mr. Ollivander began taking seemingly random boxes off the shelves.

"Mm..." Ollivander pulled a wand out of one of the boxes, "Holly, dragon heart string core, nine and a half inches. Give it a little wave."

Hiccup took the wand gingerly and flicked it nervously. There was a very loud bang, and a foul smell filled the air. Ollivander snatched the wand back and had him try another one. This one let loose a flash of light that ricocheted around the shop before shattering a glass vase. Once again, the wand was snatched back, Ollivander repaired the vase, and Hiccup was handed another wand.

"Ah, here we are. Chestnut wood, unicorn hair, eleven and a quarter inches. Quite bendy. Try..."

Hiccup grasped the wand in his hand and gave it a little wave. A weak jet of sparks flew out like a muggle firecracker, and a feeling of warmth flowed up Hiccup's right arm. Mr. Ollivander gave a little clap, "Aha! There you are! My, you were probably the quickest customer I've had all day."

Stoick paid for Hiccup's wand, and Mr. Ollivander packaged it back up for him. Finally, they left the shop and made their way back to the Leaky Cauldron. As Hiccup seized a handful of Floo powder and called out the name of the island he lived on, he took one last glance at the pub, and the wizards and witches and warlocks all gathered around it.

With the knowledge that in a few weeks, he would be at a school dedicated to teaching magic, Hiccup disappeared into the flames, back to the isle of Berk.

A/N: Yes, I know I'm late to the party. I just recently found this specific very AU fandom just under a month ago. (^^;)

BUT, my timing couldn't be better! I recently read a Hogwarts au that was finished up very recently. People might be thirsting for new blood. So here you go. Have the lovely Hogwarts AU fanfic, complete with evil villains we're all quite familiar with, and eventually some minor appearances of characters from the Wizards of Once. :D

Speaking of, just how big is the WoO fandom so far? If you're part of that fandom, I'd like to know, just to see how many other people are currently waiting for Cowell's next book.