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Hiccup POV

"Woah!" I shouted, fumbling around for my sword hilt. I grasped it and held it out, not yet extending the blade.

I heard several gasps behind me and I backed up, not yet setting the blade aflame. I eyed the Guardians all standing around me, each giving me their own version of a death glare. I saw Prof. Bunnymund stoop down towards the ground and pick up my wand, so carelessly tossed onto the marble floor.

"What's-" I started.

"Get him!" Prof. Bunnymund yelled, before I could finish asking my question.

Instantly, I had two spells shot at my head and a 300 pound man launching himself at me. I jumped back. By instinct, I grasped the hilt of my blade and it extended, my sword catching fire in the process. I swung it forward, trying to warn the others to stay back without hurting anyone.

"Hiccup!" I hear Merida call from behind me.

"Little busy, Merida!" I called, ducking yet another spell launched at my head. I launched my own spell at Bunnymund, who threw a boomerang at me. I incinerated the boomerang effortlessly and leaped up, onto the teachers table, frightening an old Prof. Viriditas who spilt her tea all over the fine tablecloth I now stood on.

"Stop!" I heard Merida yell. She ran up from Gryffindor table and stood between me and the Guardians.

"Merida, I suggest you move before-" I began.

"Shut it, fishbone." She told me before turning to face the Guardians. "What are you doing?" She asked.

I put the flames on my sword out and summoned my wand. It flew from Bunnymund's paws and into my hands. I placed into the pocket on my shoulder while staring accusingly at the Guardians. I swiped a hand across my bleeding cheek, smearing the blood across my face.

"Move over, Ms. DunBroch" Prof. Bunnymund said to her. "We've got business with him."

"Well, if you have business with Hiccup, then you have business with me." She said, firmly.

"Standing right here." I said. Everyone turned to glare at me. "I don't know why I'm here, so I'll just-" I pointed to the broken window and made a move to exit the room.

"No." North said. "You will not go anywhere."

"Why? So you guys can arrest me or something?" I asked. The blade of my sword began glowing red, ready to burst into flames if something happened. "I didn't want to come back. I came here chasing a...hippogryf, when my wand went berserk and pulled me through that window."

"You are dangerous person, and threat to children at school." I was suddenly reminded we had an audience. I eyed the shocked faces and wide eyes staring at the scene before them. "We can not let dark wizard go-"

My head snapped back to the teachers.

"Dark wizard?" I asked. "What are you talking about? If this is about the whole dark prophecy thing-"

"There is no 'dark prophecy thing'. " North said.

I heard the creak of a door open and saw the back door to the Great Hall open hesitantly. I raised my sword a little higher, ready for another fight if one broke out. Instead, a short, stout man walked into the room and froze upon seeing the sight before him.

"Oh my." He muttered.

I could imagine what he was thinking right now. Walking in to see a bloody teenager standing on the teachers table with a glowing sword, while a fiery redhead tried to defend him from several angry teachers standing on pieces of broken glass. It was quite the sight to behold, and I couldn't blame him for staring.

North suddenly stood up straighter and lowered his wand.

"Oh, hello Minister." He said.

"Minister...?" I muttered.

The rest of the Guardians turned to look at the Minister of Magic, standing bewildered in the doorway.

"What is going on?" He asked.

I retracted the blade of my sword silently and placed it back in it's holster. I leapt off the table and went to stand beside Merida.

"Professor North." The Minister said. "What is happening here?"

"Oh, well we have caught the one of the...old Norse scroll." Professor North said, rather reluctantly, like it was a secret.

"Well, what about the third champion?" The Minister asked.

"Oh, yes. Well...he is also third champion."

I took a cautious step forward and no one seemed to notice. I began walking slowly towards the broken window while everyone remained distracted by the arrival of the Minister. Unfortunately, pieces of glass still covered the ground, and I had forgotten to switch my prosthetic over into walking mode, so I lost purchase on the marble floor, which sent me falling onto my back.

Everyone in the Hall whipped around to face me, and I struggled to stand without slicing my hands open on the shards of glass. Bunnymund walked closer to me, ready to grab me before I could run. I stood and held my now-bleeding hands out protectively. Bunnymund chuckled as he pulled out a boomerang.

"Don't try me Kangaroo." I said, knowing he hated the nickname Jack had given him long ago.

"I'm a bunny." He growled at me, before raising an arm up to throw a boomerang.

"Wait!" I heard Merida shout. "You can't hurt him!" She said.

The Guardians paused, but Bunny didn't lower his weapons.

"Hiccup is the third wizard, so he has to participate in the tournament. You can't hurt him until the tournament is over." She crossed her arms in defiance, obviously having thought through this.

"What tournament are you all talking about?" I asked.

"Triwizard tournament." North rumbled.

I blanched. "You mean the deadly one we stopped participating in years ago?"

"Yes. That one." North said.

"Great."

"You are third wizard. But you can not participate, you are not student here." North crossed his thick arms across his protruding stomach.

"Did you ever expel me?" I asked.

North paused, then frowned. "No. You had left school already."

"Then, technically he's still a student here." Merida said. "The rules are, whoever is chosen from the goblet, has to participate whether they want to or not."

The Guardians all shared looks before reluctantly putting their weapons away. Nobody looked very happy, nobody but Merida.

I lowered my hands slowly.

"So, I have to participate, whether I want to or not?" I asked.

"Yes." Several voices said.

"Great. Just great." I sighed. What about Toothless? I had told him to stay in the cove, and now I was about to be whisked off to who knows where to compete in a deadly tournament. "The gods really do hate me."

"Congratulations, my boy!" The Minister suddenly called. "Let's have a big cheer for the third and final champion!" He called out to the Great Hall. Silence met him.

"Alright. Come now." The Minister mumbled, hustling me along towards the doorway he had come through. "Time to meet your fellow competitors..."

I stepped forwards reluctantly, with Bunnymund still glaring at me. The Minister placed a hand on my shoulder and I flinched away from his touch. I shot a look at Merida who refused to meet my eyes. I'd have to talk to her later. I had a feeling she was responsible for part of this...

The Minister continued pushing me past all the teachers, each of them glaring back at me in turn. I vaguely wondered how I had gone from being the best student in Hogwarts to the Guardians' number 1 wanted criminal in a matter of months. There was only one viable answer.

I was just that talented.

I was shown the door that the Minister had entered through. I took large steps through the doorway, my uneven footsteps ringing throughout the dead silent hall. I cast a final, grim look before slipping through the doorway, entering a room I hadn't known existed until now. All the while, a single thought whirred through my mind.

What now?