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Jack POV

I entered North's office, early in the morning. Last I checked, it had been 5 am, and that had been an hour ago. The window closest to his desk swung open, blown open by the cold air that had brought me here. I walked through the small room, filled with various toys and a few miscellaneous ice sculptures. I tapped the floor with my staff and frost spiraled outwards. I grinned. It was good to be back at Hogwarts. Though I had enjoyed the adventures and the outdoors, it was nice to be back in a solid building, with people who could actually see me.

I opened the door leading out of North's office. The large oak table that sat in the middle of the room was polished to perfection, no doubt the house elves work. I didn't see any of the Guardians in the room, and the whole castle was oddly silent.

"Where is everyone?" I muttered to myself.

I walked over to the hidden entrance that hid Norths office from the rest of the castle. I stepped outside and peeked my head out of the doorway. Not a single student was in the halls, and none of the Guardians were in view. I frowned. School didn't end until June, and it was only late March.

I began walking through the hallways, searching for a familiar face, or any face at all. As I neared the corridor that led to the Gryffindor common room, I heard light, uneven footsteps. I froze. These footsteps were irregular, and fast paced.

They were also very familiar.

I turned the corner and looked down the hallway, only to see a familiar retreating figure. They took quick, measured steps and didn't pay attention to where they were going. I looked closer, and saw that this person had a prosthetic instead of a left foot.

"Haddock." I muttered under my breath.

What was he doing here? How did he even get into the school? Why after nearly a year of chasing him, did he finally appear after I gave up? It was like he was trying to find me. I should have given up months ago, it would have saved me some time. Approximately 8 months of time.

Time wasted aside, I needed to stop him, catch him while he was unaware, otherwise I doubt I could take him in such close quarters. The element of surprise was on my side, and I was planing on using it.

I walked lightly across the stone floors, my bare feet barely making a sound against the cold polished floor. As I got closer to him, I realized that he was mumbling to himself under his breath.

I continued advancing upon him, barely making any sound. I raised my staff up and prepared to freeze his feet to the ground, literally stop him in his tracks, when he spoke up, startling me.

"Whats been going on with you lately?" Hiccup asked aloud.

I froze, not moving a muscle. Hiccup turned around, and eyed me cautiously.

"Nothing much. So,what are you doing in this part of town?" I asked him, trying to sound casual. I dropped my staff and leaned against it, though not loosening my grip on it. I tried to appear casual, meanwhile my mind moved a mile a minute.

"Just visitng. A couple of stray shadows." He said. "Deadly tournaments. The usual."

I frowned slightly. Stray shadows? Deadly tournaments? How was that usual?

"You look confused, Frosti." Hiccup smirked.

I shook my head slightly and glared at him for his use of my Norse name. It was stupid, but Jokul Frosti was my ancient name, before I became Jack Frost. It held great power, something I didn't trust him with as of now. He had enough power to last him twenty lifetimes, he didn't need any more, especially when it concerned me.

"I'm just wondering where your pet salamander went." I said, smoothly covering up my irritation.

Hiccup paused. "Why do you want to know?"

"The little guy's starting to grow on me." I shrugged.

Hiccup sighed and ran a hand over his face. "What do you want Jack?" He asked.

"I could be asking you the same thing, Viking." I stood up straight and held my staff with two hands. "Why are you here?"

"I already told you. Stray shadows and a deadly tournament. Now if that's all you wanted to know I'll just be going...that way." He pointed down the corridor.

"Hold on. What deadly tournament?" I asked.

"The triwizard one." He said simply. Hiccup began turning away from me to continue walking down the corridor.

"Where are you going?" I asked him, no longer joking.

"To the Great Hall. I've had a long night." He said without looking back at me.

I tapped the heel of my staff against the ground and a thin layer of ice covered the ground in front of Hiccup, slipping him up. He fell back wards with a gasp as the air was knocked out of him. He continued wheezing for breath as I stood over him, pointing my staff at his chest.

"Don't move, Chief." I told him. "Or I freeze you solid."

"Real classy, Frost." Hiccup wheezed. Suddenly, his hand shot out and grabbed my staff. He twisted the shaft, ripping it from my hands. I felt the ancient wood wrenched from my grasp, and stumbled forwards with the abrupt motion.

"Hey!" I shouted.

He gripped it and hit me in the shins with it. I inhaled sharply and hissed in annoyance. He climbed to his feet quickly and hooked me behind my knees with my staff, using it to pull himself up off the ground while sending me tumbling down to where he was only minutes ago. I collided with the hard marble, and now it was my turn to lay winded on the polished floor.

Now Hiccup stood over me, with a grin on his face while he pointed my own staff at my chest.

"What do you know" I said. "You're-"

"Faster than I look." Hiccup finished. "I get that a lot."

I lay there on the ground, trying to form a plan while Hiccup pulled his sword hilt out of it's holster and twisted it between his nimble fingers. I frowned. Now what?

"Don't think I won't use this." Hiccup told me, suddenly looking a little anxious.

"My staff or your sword?" I asked, stalling for time.

"Why not both." He shrugged, smirking. His anxious appearance was long gone. Now it was replaced with an infuriating confidence in his actions and words. His easy stance and relaxed hold on his sword didn't assure me the slightest bit. It meant he thought he could take me on, and Hiccup was a terrible liar. If he felt he cold take me on, he could take me on.

From behind me, I heard laughing and assumed that the students were awake now, preparing to go down to the Great Hall for their morning meal. I silently cursed as I realized what that would mean. Well, this situation just got a hundred times worse.

"Jack?" I heard someone call. I looked past Hiccup's calculating look to see Rapunzel, ever the early riser, standing there with her books in hand, staring at the sight before her. She looked startled, and her innocent green eyes stared at me in shock.

"Hiccup, what are you doing?" She asked him, coming closer to us.

"Just catching up with Jack, here. Haven't seen him since the North Pole." He said, not taking his gaze off me.

I nearly winced as he mentioned the North Pole. That encounter had been rather...negative. It had only added to the bad blood that we seemed to carry around with us nowadays.

I heard more people arrive and stare at the situation concerning us. Great. Soon the whole school would be here, enjoying the show as I became ever the more humiliated, laying here on the hard ground.

"Hiccup why-"

"This is between me and Jokul, Rapunzel." Hiccup said abruptly, and I was a little shocked at his tone. Boy, had things changed.

"Jokul." I raised my eyebrows. "You mean business."

"If I didn't, would I be pointing both your staff and my sword at your face?"

"Fair enough." I muttered.

I tried to shift my gaze back over to Rapunzel, to try an comfort her.

"Don't worry, Punz." I told her, all the while paying attention to Hiccup, who looked both nonchalant and calculating all at once. "We're just sorting some things out."

Soon a crowd formed around us and I grew more desperate and uncomfortable on the floor. I searched the crowd, looking for the Guardians, wondering why they hadn't arrived yet. Searching the many faces surrounding us, I caught a glimpse of a fiery red mane, darting through the many faces of shocked students.

I decided I needed to act now, before something happened. I raised my hand up quickly, making a move to grasp my staff. Hiccup, however, saw this coming and pulled it back. He extended the blade of his sword and caught my wrist with it. He pinned my wrist to the ground and I growled with frustration. He didn't draw blood, but the point of the sword was growing uncomfortably hot against my skin.

"Why were you hunting us down, Jack?" Hiccup asked me, his voice steady. He slowly lifted the blade off my wrist and gestured for me to stand up. I did so while glaring at him furiously. "I didn't do anything to you, or the Guardians, or anyone for that matter, and yet you still chased us. Why?"

"You don't need to know." I told him.

"I think I deserve at least a hint." He deadpanned.

I paused. "The old Norse scroll." I said, hoping the odd clue would be enough to throw him off.

Hiccup paused, then nodded. Wait, did he understand what I meant? He retracted the blade of his sword and placed it back into his holster. Then, surprising me, he tossed me my staff. I gripped it tightly.

"Stop following me, Jack." He said. He turned his back to me and I so desperately wanted to freeze him, to stop him from going anywhere else. I refrained from doing so while in the presence of several shocked children surrounding us. Hiccup pushed his way through the crowd of astonished people and turned the corner.

I stared after him, feeling confused, angry and shocked. Hiccup had definitely changed over the past year, in more ways than one. I gripped my staff tighter. I needed to find the Guardians.

Things had changed indeed.