Authors Note

Thank you to my very first reviewer Vdlovesbooks! This first review meas so much to me! another thank you goes to geekyglamour413 as well as narniapotterhead. Thank you also to those who are following my story, and to those who made it a favorite! Thank you all so much for the support. It's a really nice feeling to see people are actually reading your story! Anyways, here's the next chapter, enjoy!

"Well, one day i was just sitting at home reading when suddenly, in the kitchen I heard a crash." I took a moment to breathe. "At first I had thought it was just Pascal, rummaging through the pots-"

"Pascal?" Hiccup asked.

"Oh, sorry. He's my pet chameleon."

Hiccup frowned slightly, but Merida gestured for me to continue.

"I thought he was just rummaging through the pots, but then there was more clanging,and Pascal was right across from me. I came out of my room, thinking something had just fallen, but then I saw an owl. He was a light brown and grey and he held a small letter. I would have waited for mother, she knows so much more about owls than me, but he seemed so friendly, so I walked over and he hopped closer. I was a little scared, but he just wanted to give me the letter. I opened the letter and opened it, then the owl flew away. I felt like dancing, I was so excited about going somewhere magical. I couldn't believe I was going to an actual school for magic, just like in the story books." I looked over at Sola, who rested peacefully on the cushion. I gave a small, rueful smile. "I practically had to beg mother to let me go, she was so worried about me. She told me that if I passed the first three grades, that I could stay to graduate." I looked up at Hiccup and Merida. Merida looked very intrigued while Hiccup scribbled something down quickly in some notebook.

"Sounds interesting. Wish mine was a bit more celebratory, than required." Merida said, quietly.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

Hiccup suddenly snapped his journal closed, shocking Merida out of her memories. He tucked it back into his vest and turned towards Merida.

"My parents have very...high expectations for me." She said. "More my Mum than anyone. She always expects the best of me. We had already known I was a witch, longest line of purebloods in all of Scotland" Merida sounded very proud of her heritage."Nowhere else had ever been an option for my parents. Only the best would do." She huffed and crossed her arms, leaning back in her seat.

"So how did you get your letter?" I asked her.

"Well, I was outside with my father, and we were practicing shooting in the courtyard. My Mum doesn't really approve of this." Again, Merida's face pinched into a small frown. "When suddenly a small white owl flew right in front of the targets! I was so shocked that my arrow went flying, straight at the poor beastie. Luckily, my dad was watching and managed to shoot the arrow of course." Merida slowly uncrossed her arms, lost in the fond memory. "I of course, read the letter. I was gonna be taught magic at the best school in all of the land! My Dad was so proud, my Mum practically beamed at me. Then, the celebrations ended and we all got down to business. Mum practically dragged me all over Scotland, insisting that I have the best money could buy."

"You guys must have been pretty wealthy." Hiccup noted.

Merida stiffened. "Not really. We had just been...saving up I s'pose." She muttered.

Seeing as Merida felt uncomfortable at the mention of money, I moved on to Hiccup.

"What about you?"

"What?" He asked.

"How did you get your letter?" I asked him.

"Oh. Uh, well it's not as daring as Merida's story or as cool as yours or anything-"

"Just tell us the story." Merida rolled her eyes.

"Ok, uh...well I was in the forest one really cold afternoon, you know, dragon raids and everything-"

"Dragon raids?" I squeaked.

"Uh, yeah. You guys don't get them?"

"No! Dragons..." I said.

"You guys have dragons on..."

"Berk." He said. "Really small village, located above the meridian of misery, just south of the devestating sea. Great place." He noted sarcastically.

"So you guys get raided by...dragons?" I asked.

He frowned. "Yeah. Giant, fiery beasts. Like to carry away food, attack random villagers. You guys don't get raided by dragons?"He sounded equally as shocked as I was.

"Not by dragons." Merida scoffed. "More like Vikings. Bloody barbarians." She growled.

"Oh-oh, yeah. Uh-us too. Darn Vikings." Hiccup paled slightly.

There was an awkward silence before Merida seemed to get over her anger with the Vikings.

"So, the dragon raid aside, how did you get your letter?" She asked, leaning forward in her seat. I inched a little closer as well, eager to hear his story.

"Oh,yeah. Uh...story. Okay." Hiccup didn't meet Merida's eyes. "Well I was still in the forest, doing uh-stuff, when a horned owl flew out of a tree. It swooped at me and I did what every normal person would do."

"You fought back?" Merida asked.

"Uh-no." Hiccup shifted. "I ducked. The owl just kept flying, straight into a tree. It was holding a letter. I thought it was some sort of replacement messenger hawk or something, so I brought the letter back to the village." Hiccup shifted in his chair again, tapping his fingers against his thigh. " The raid was close to ending, and I was walking behind the houses, trying to avoid running into anyone-"

"Not the dragons?" I asked. Why would he want to avoid the people, why not the dragons?

"Uh-yeah, sure. Well, I found my way home and gave uh, the chief the letter-"

"Wait," Merida said. "Your chief was in your house?"

"Uh, no, no actually he was outside-"

"You just said he was in your house."I said.

"Uh yes, actually he was in my house but that was because he was...checking in on...my grandmother and-"

"Spill it laddie." Merida said, cutting him off. "Why was he really there?"

Hiccup scratched the back of his head and muttered something incoherently.

"What?" Merida and I said at the same time.

"That's because the chief is...my Dad, Stoick the Vast." He sighed.

"So you're like royalty!" I said.

"No, no, no." Hiccup stammered. "It's more like a family...business. He doesn't really have a choice."

I could tell Hiccup found it a touchy subject, much as Merida and her family and I decided to question him about it later.

"So you gave your Dad, the chief, your letter..."

"Yeah, yes. He didn't really believe me. I mean, an owl attacking you, then giving you a letter, saying you are enrolled at a magical school. How belivable is that? At first he denied it, refusing to let me go-"

"Didn't anyone else in your village go to Hogwarts, or any other schools?" Merida questioned.

"Uh, no actually."

"So not only are you a chiefs son, you're also the first to ever learn magic?" I asked. This was amazing.

Hiccup looked very uncomfortable with all this attention directed at him. I didn't know why I was so fascinated with his life, but it was just so interesting, so different. It was like a story from my books, the mythical creatures and royalty...it was amazing.

"Uh- no, no. I mean it's not that big of a deal, I mean it can't be the first time..."

"So after your Dad said you couldn't go, what happened?" Merida asked, slightly annoyed by all my questions.

"Well it took some convincing, but eventually I proved it was real. It took some...time, but eventually, you know, he said yes. "

"That was great." I said.

Suddenly, our door slid open and an older girl stepped in. A prefect, I think, judging by her badge.

"First years, change into your robes." She said, her voice calm and slightly bored. I could imagine how many times she must have said this, to thousands of kids.

Hiccup stood up eagerly and took his robes from a satchel, laying on the ground.

"Well, good chat." He said. Then he turned on one foot and exited the compartment to get changed.

"Finally." Merida sighed, "Hogwarts at last."

Author's note

Hello again. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, as the fourth one contains lots of action, and the sorting into houses...