Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III

Hiccup had just dropped off his broom including the modification parts at the dorm, and were now hurrying down the stone corridors. He had free period for the next two hours, so he really had nothing to hurry to, unless it were a secret trip in to the forbidden forest.

"One, two," Hiccup stopped and looked around for the counting voice.

*Silence*

"Three," it continued as he took another step. "Four, five," he knew that voice, but from whom?

"Six," it went a chill down Hiccup's neck as it dawned on him.

"Seven," The floor disappeared under Hiccup's feet as he fell straight and flat on the stone floor that had been made in to a skating rink. Jack Frost!

"Seven steps. I believe that is a new record for today, and mind you, I do not count the mouse steps the girls take."

Hiccup narrowed his eyes as a pale boy, with silver white hair and the emblem of Slytherin came in to view. "Are you here to demand a thank you for the broom?" Hiccup asked the boy smirking down at him.

"A what? For what?" Jack asked confused. "Never mind that," "I-,"

"Thank you, for getting down my broom from the gargoyle," Hiccup interrupted Jack, as he rose up. "Now if you don't mind, I'm kind of in the middle of something."

"In the middle of what? You don't really have any classes now, but you know that." "Of to do something forbidden?" Hiccup froze in the middle of stepping away.

"Wh- what are, are you talking about? Me? Of to do something forbidden? No! Absolutely not, not anything forbidden! Why should I do something forbidden?" Hiccup rambled.

Jack were smiling like he were holding on to a secret that were not his to hold. "Nothing to get nerves about, I won't tell. What's the fun about that?"

"I ha- have nothing to hide, I were on my way to- to the library. Yup, to the library, too read."

"Good rescue, but the library is that way." Jack pointed in the direction that Hiccup had just come from.

"I was taking the long way around, to- you know- for exorcise. These muscles don't come from nowhere." Hiccup gestured to his left arm that had more bone and skin than muscles.

Jack's grin widened, "I'll join you then," he said motion for Hiccup to start walking. "Making sure you don't get yourself killed, on the way."

Hiccup swallowed, as he glanced at Jack, did he know?

"What were you trying to do when you modified the broom?" Jack asked eventually after a few moments of awkward silence.

"Make it spit yellow and black smoke, and cheer 'go Hufflepuff!'" Hiccup replied sarcastically. "What do you think?"

"Make it go faster?"

"There you go," he halfheartedly praised, more concerned about Jack's sudden interest in him. Up till now, the closest he had in any kind of interaction with Jack, was through the classes they shared, when Merida threw insults at him for his pranks, and of course when he was pranked, but Jack pranked anyone, including teachers.

"You do know that it is not about gadgets and extra parts that make a magic item better than it was before?" Jack asked Hiccup as they walked to the library.

"I do know, but who says it cannot be done? Who knows; the magic world might learn something new." Hiccup replied, relieved that Jack seemed to have left their previous discussion alone.

Jack shrugged as he waived his staff around, and patterns of frost grew on the walls, running down the corridor, and leaving a fresh air of winter breeze.

"Like how your staff has a fondness for winter magic," Hiccup continued

Jack gave a light laugh, "My wand, being a staff has nothing to do with why I am exceptionally good with winter magic," he replied, "I'm just made for winter."

Hiccup smiled at Jack's brashness. "If you say so."

"Well, if you insist on continuing your 'experiments?'" Jack continued their conversation, "I suggest you get yourself a teacher, or rather a mentor, someone who has experience with mixing magic and muggle tools."

This time it was Hiccups turn to laugh, "And where would I find someone like that?"

"I might happen to know someone."