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'Thoughts'

Parseltongue

-Writing in the journal.-

(With Harry and Stoick)

The two soon appeared in a hut. Harry quickly put some space between them. The larger man noticed but didn't say anything. He completely understood. It was going to take time for the teen to heal and for him to trust them. He put the port-key away.

"Are you ready for the tour of the hut?" The viking asked.

"Yes." Harry said.

"Great." He grinned and showed his cousin around the house. "And this is your room."

"Thank you." He wasn't sure what else to say. 'I can't believe I actually have my own room. I've never had that. I had a cupboard and then I was put into Dudley's second bedroom. Despite me sleeping there it was still his second bedroom.'

"You're welcome. I'll leave you to get settled in." He said.

"Okay."

Stoick left the room. He had shut the door behind himself and left Harry alone. The teen sat on the bed and looked around. He noticed that all the furniture was handmade. The wood was a medium shade. They were beautifully crafted. The color of the bedding and curtain was a dark green. Harry really liked it.

'I should unpack and talk to Mia.' He thought.

Hermione was like a sister to him. She helped keep him calm and level headed. She never turned her back on him and always supported him. His friendship with Ron was rocky at the moment. He really just hoped Hermione could work her magic. He was on edge and he knew she would help. He stood up and took out his shrunken trunk out of his pocket.

He placed it on the floor. Not many people knew that Harry had a gift with Runes. He didn't take the class but the professor had taken him under her wing. He had gone to her at the end of his third year. He explained that he felt that he made a wrong decision. She had tested him and decided to make him her apprentice. It had been hard the previous year and over the summer but he worked hard. He had a box that would send his work to her and they would talk on the two-way mirror at a set time.

When he left for his fourth year his uncle had threatened to burn his trunk. He had researched until he came up with a solution. He carved two runes into the lid of his trunk. One would shrink the trunk and the other would unshrink it. He placed his finger on top of the unshrinking rune. He made sure to use a little magic. Soon the trunk was the original size. He put his clothes in the dresser. Once done he took out the journal.

He grabbed a blue pen and wrote a small note to Hermione. -Hey Mia. I need to talk to you. Can you use the mirror?-

-Sure- She wrote back a few minutes later.

He smiled softly as he took the mirror out. It wasn't long until a frizzy haired teen appeared. She smiled at him.

"Hey. The headmaster just told us the good news." She said. "How are you?"

He bit his lip. "I'm scared."

"I know." Hermione said sadly. "Take it a day at a time. Do it slowly. Allow yourself a chance to adjust and settle in."

"I will. Thanks Mia." The black haired wizard felt better.

"You're welcome. If they try anything, tell me. Not only will I kick their asses but I will also set the twins after them." She promised.

"Thanks." He laughed.

"You're welcome." She turned her head and he could hear Mrs. Weasley yelling. "I have to go." She rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Okay." When he was at Hogwarts the headmaster explained the situation. 'Poor Mia. I love Mrs. Weasley but she has to start understanding that Hermione doesn't want to be a housewife. She wants to be a lawyer.'

"I'll keep you updated." The brunette witch promised.

"Thanks." He smiled at her.

"You don't need to thank me." She said.

"But I do." He argued.

"You don't." She argued back.

"I do. You see past my scar and the whole BWL thing. You've helped me so much. When the headmaster explained that sending an owl was dangerous you sent letters the muggle way and called me. You didn't let me believe I was abandoned. You always believed me and you supported me last year. You helped me with my nightmares over Cedric's death. I need to thank you for that." He explained.

They both knew that he was still upset over Ron abandoning him last year. Despite the fact he forgave him he had trouble trusting him again. The red haired male knew this and luckily wasn't upset over it. He understood that it was his fault. He was doing everything he could to make it up to Harry. He even sent letters. Well he gave them to Hermione to send. It was nice but he still had a long way to go.

"You were my first friend. You saw through my know-it-all facade. I can't abandon you." Hermione said.

Harry teared up. "I can't abandon you either. You're my sister."

"And you're my brother." She said as she too teared up.

"Good. I'll talk to you later." He could hear Mrs. Weasley yelling again.

"Okay. Bye." She said.

"Bye."

He hung up and the mirror now only showed his reflection. He put it away. He wiped his tears away as he sat on the bed. He wondered what he was supposed to do now. Usually he would be outside gardening. His aunt hated weeds and loved the attention her garden gave her. Now she would have to do the work herself.

Knock knock

"Y-yes?" Harry asked startled.

"Could you come out please? I want you to meet my son." Stoick said.

"Sure."

Harry stood up and made his way to the door. He took a deep breath before he opened it and stepped out. Stoick smiled at his cousin as the teen shut the door behind him.

"Harry this is my son, Hiccup. Hiccup this is our cousin, Harry." He introduced them to each other.

To Harry's relief Hiccup wasn't as big as Stoick. He was taller than Harry but not by much. He didn't have huge muscles either. He looked to have a similar build to his own.

"Pleasure to meet you." Harry said politely.

"You too." He said.

Silence followed after that. The two teens stared at each other awkwardly. After a few seconds Stoick spoke up.

"Lunch will be ready soon. Why don't you show Harry around Hiccup? Introduce him to Toothless and to your friends." He suggested.

"Okay. Harry?" He looked at his cousin.

"Sure." He agreed even though he was scared.

"Great. Let's get going." Hiccup said with a smile.

"Okay." He followed him out of the hut.