Hey guys. I sorta abandoned this story for a while, sorry. I wrote some more but I do fear that it may have become a little random. Oh well! It's more about Rapunzel essentially.
Rapunzel heaved a big sigh as Jack made himself comfortable next to her. He ignored her less than welcoming behaviour as he reminded himself that breakfast was the best time to make friends. Hiccup was his friend after all, and they'd made friends at breakfast. Of course Hiccup wasn't a girl and apparently girls were different from boys so this would be a good test to see whether that was really true.
"Hi everybody, I'm Jack Frost. I've come in the hopes of making your acquaintance which can then blossom into a close friendship," he said to the table at large, or at least the dozen within hearing range.
The surrounding students gave him disapproving looks as if they didn't want him their or something. Maybe he was misinterpreting their expressions or perhaps it was some sort of secret test? He acted appropriately to their displeasure and carried on smiling obliviously. If nothing else it would continue to gather attention, which was always welcome.
"You know Jack, I thought I'd explained that I wanted a- a different sort of friend," Rapunzel began in a lecturing tone but midway through became oddly nervous. She quickly looked away from him, focussing on the food in front of her.
"Why are you carrying a staff?" A girl on his other side asked before he could also grab a bite to eat, curiosity overcoming her wariness given that Rapunzel had spoken to him first.
"Why are you carrying a wand?" Jack retorted immediately. He'd already been asked that a bunch of times and was finding it to be a fairly boring subject. Except for when he'd attracted that one fifth year's attention and he'd instead felt positively frightened by all the complex theories even vaguely related to wand lore.
"Everyone carries a wand," she persisted, frowning at the slightly frosted old staff held snugly under one arm.
Jack shrugged. "A staff is just a little larger – and cooler."
"Are you really in Slytherin?" The girl loudly decided on a different topic when Jack wasn't being helpful.
A few others around paused in their conversations to give him a sideways glance at that. Oh, they were all curious now. Just wonderful. They all didn't think he acted quite like a traditional Slytherin (quiet and smirky as far as he could tell).
"Well I didn't exactly steal this uniform – is that even allowed?" He replied, rolling his eyes (a sign of being in Slytherin hopefully). Surely he was the definition of cunning? Why were so many so doubtful?
A strict voice spoke up behind him. "Of course it's not. And nor are you allowed to sit next to my daughter Mr. Frost."
Jack jumped up immediately startled to see Rapunzel's mother standing so close to him and looking so cross. Presumably she'd noticed that he'd broken the weird seating rule and for some reason cared! Why had he ever thought coming to a school would be a good idea? There were so many rules and scary teachers!
"I'll just go back to the Slytherin table and we can pretend this never happened. Sorry!" Jack said in a rush, turning to run to the other side of the hall. But not before hearing the unamused voice proclaim behind him that his house had lost ten points. She was really strict, it seemed.
Jack next saw Rapunzel in Charms class. She was quietly sitting at her desk, attempting to keep her incredible mass of hair out of the way. Jack took his seat next to her, also quiet. Kamikaze was chatting with her other friends on the other side of the classroom, leaving him oddly alone. Rapunzel wasn't looking at him and he got the message. It seemed she really wasn't interested in being his friend.
The lesson turned out to be a fun one, featuring levitating feathers high in the air. It proved to be something he excelled at getting his feather flying across the classroom within a few minutes. Somehow making things float was practically a natural talent to him and some of his peers shot his feather an envious glance especially as the lesson progressed.
Rapunzel didn't do terribly but she didn't do particularly well either. Jack soon became bored with his own floating feather and watched her seemingly more temperamental one wobble and drop down every time she got it to go up. She only finally steadied it after a great amount of persistence.
"My mother thinks I'm sort of adequate at magic, not great like her," Rapunzel said softly, allowing her feather to drop once again.
Jack turned, surprised that she'd actually initiated a conversation with him.
"She really cares about me, you know?" Rapunzel continued, looking down at her table. Her voice lacked a lot of feeling. Was she not happy?
"That's nice," Jack ventured tentatively. He wanted to get to know Rapunzel and had to avoid scaring her away. "I'd love to have someone who really cares."
She turned to him slowly. "You really don't have anyone?" She asked. The she continued as he shook his head, "it can be really nice but sometimes she cares too much."
Jack didn't know what that could possibly mean but he could see that she was a little sad about something. She looked rather lonely in fact, which was strange when she was in a house known for its friendliness and she seemed so open. A glance around the classroom showed that all of her housemates seemed to be chatting and laughing with each other while the teacher helped out a few Slytherins.
"Okay, what do you mean by 'care too much'?" He chose to be blunt. Anyway it was better to tackle her problems than try and think about his own that she'd brought up. He didn't have any family.
"Oh well… she's protective. She doesn't want me to make friends with boys or people in other houses or anyone she doesn't approve of. I know it's for my protection but her standards are so high and now I don't have any friends! She keeps asking about it too, whether I've found a good friend at last…" Rapunzel trailed off.
Jack was startled by such a confession. It was bizarre. Her mother seemed nice but she also seemed to be causing her such trouble. And for what? Her hair was what Rapunzel mentioned but surely it couldn't be so valuable that it was worth depriving her of any friends? That wasn't fair!
"That's… that's… Is that why you didn't want to be friends with me?" Jack finally managed, still struck.
"You don't meet mother's standards, that's why she was so cross when you tried to sit next to me this morning. I didn't mind really, you always look like you're having fun," Rapunzel said with a shrug. She started packing her bag, noting the lesson was running into lunch.
Jack felt a little guilty for that now. Maybe he'd caused some tension between mother and daughter. Still maybe some was needed if she was really that strict. Poor Rapunzel.
Then he had a brilliant idea. One he shared with her instantly, before she exited. "Hey, maybe we could be secret friends? That way your mother won't get angry because she won't know that we're friends!"
Distantly (though he was only standing by the desk at the front), Fltiwick could be heard giving the class permission to leave for lunch, and thanking everyone for their good work.
Rapunzel froze, then she looked at him with a tentative smile. "I don't know, I don't want to disobey her and she's really clever too," she said uncertainly.
Rapunzel had to want to be persuaded. "Come on, it'll be fun! You don't want to be like Hiccup who follows all the stupid rules, do you?" He gave her one of his toned-down eager expressions.
"I guess not, though aren't you friends with Hiccup too?" At his nod, she sighed with a smile on her face. "Oh well, we can try being secret friends if you really want," she finally agreed.
"That's great!" Jack declared, following her out the classroom as the room emptied for lunch.
"I should go now, we can't talk at mealtimes or anywhere near mother, okay?" Rapunzel explained, before waving and following her housemates.
Though Jack left in the opposite direction alone, he sported a large smile on his face.
That's it. I know it's quite short but I hope you like it anyway. Please do review this, as I clearly need more encouragement and feedback, I fear it's becoming a little random. And I'm not sure whether the characters sound like themselves. If you really like this though, I will attempt to continue with it; I'm sure I can come up with a few fun ideas. Or you can suggest a few things.
Next chapter expect a little more of Merida and some plot form the book. It's set in the fourth book meaning Beauxbatons and Durmstrang need to arrive soonish. And then the Goblet of fire will need to happen. Jack hasn't really met the trio yet given that they're a few years older than him but they are around.