Author Note: Hello everybody, this is Chiaki and I come back with another chapter. Sorry because this one took a little longer than I expected… but well, it's extra long. Also, please bear the horrible, horrible song that I myself wrote it. If you don't want to read the song, skip it but I warn you, the song may contain spoilers *hint hint*. So, without further delay, let's get on with this.

Disclaimer:I do not own RoTG, Brave, Tangled, HTTYD and any other characters that I may borrow from other films. I don't like OCs that much.

Chapter 2: Sorting and meeting new people

The carriage stopped in front of Hogwarts' gate, the pegasi whinnied and Rapunzel poked her head out. "We're here… at Hogwarts… in person… How cool is that?" She said to the rest of the group, squealing girlishly.

"Yeah, and I just can't wait to get out of this bloody carriage…" Jack muttered, shooting Merida a dark glare. Said girl just glared right back, baring her teeth challengingly. "Same here…" She growled. Hiccup coughed nervously, trying to catch their attention.

"…Um, guys... guys…" Hiccup waved his hands wildly before stopping abruptly, his face turned pale when both Jack and Merida turned back to look at him with evil eyes. He swore he could practically see the horns on their heads.

"This is none of your business…" They said in unison and continued to glare at each other. They would have continued glaring if not for Rapunzel's frying pan brought them back to reality. SLAM, Rapunzel hit both Jack's and Merida's heads making them turn to face her.

"What was that for?" Merida yelled, massaging her head. Rapunzel crossed her arms and snorted. Flipping her blonde hair, the girl replied carefully. "Well, if I didn't do that, you two would argue until tomorrow and we are kinda already late…"

Jack grumbled and walked away, not bothering to even say a goodbye. Even so, Hiccup saw it. He ran after Jack and caught up to him, gripping his sleeves "Hey, wait for me, bud…" Jack stopped and turned to look at Hiccup in surprise.

"Why are you here? Don't follow me, Hiccup… You won't have any friends if you go with me… Go back to those girls…" Jack hissed, pushing Hiccup away. Nothing good ever happened to those who wanted to befriend him. Hiccup was a good guy… Jack didn't want him to endure the hardship that would surely come with being a friend of Jack Frost, the ice prince.

"What? Why would I want to leave you? What kind of friend will I be if I leave you just after I meet two girls?" Hiccup exclaimed and gave Jack an awkward smile "…Err, so we are buddies… friends, right?" Jack just stared at the young Viking, stubbornly refused to admit that the corners of his eyes were getting wet. He snorted and turned away, his own voice suddenly became strained.

"Whatever…Do what you want, Hiccup…" Jack mumbled. Hiccup's eyes brightened and he followed Jack. They followed the gatekeeper's directions and sat on a boat with two other strangers. Jack clutched his staff tightly, unused to have someone sat so closed to him. Hiccup eyed his friend but didn't say anything. The ride across Hogwarts' lake was relatively quiet, saved for a few gasp when the four people saw something beautiful.

The Sorting Hat sat silently on its stool, watching the first year students walked nervously inside. It eyed them lazily, smirking when it heard some of the students' comment. Students, especially first year, were so innocent, so naïve that it had fun eavesdropping them every single year.

"I heard we had to kill a dragon to be sorted!"

"What? No, my brother said we had to defeat a troll…"

"No-uh, we have to do magic in front of the professors…"

"You guys are all wrong… We have to put a hat on and let it sort us…"

Oh, it looked like there were some well-informed students this year. It should be interesting. The hat thought as it listened to the voice of Professor Bunnymund – the Head of Gryffindor House and Deputy Headmaster explaining things to the first year. Some students sneered, obviously believed that they couldn't trust the judgment of a hat. Some looked horrified, others looked bored but mostly they all became interested in how it would sort them. Well, it supposed it could give them a show.

Opened its wide mouth, it began to sing, its melodic voice carried through the Great Hall, effectively silencing the students.

"I have got so much to share

I swear I do

I may not have the beauty you seek

But I am wise

I used to live a good life

On the founder's head

There was friendship I've never witnessed

Till I saw them

How the school was founded, I know

'Cause I'm sitting there to see

I've got a story to tell you all

About how Hogwarts became a school

Uh-uh, hear the story

Uh-huh, be focused

There were no tighter bonds than those

And they were still broken

There were four special wizards

They met each other

They shared a dream, an ambition

They started Hogwarts

They made the foundation

Of Hogwarts' ground

Then they created their own houses

With their unique traits

How the red Gryffindor loved the brave

And the blue Ravenclaw praised the wise

The green Slytherin liked the cunning best

And the yellow Hufflepuff accepted all

Uh-uh that's history

Uh-huh, that's the truth

There is no other hat knows this

'Cause I am the only one

Now listen up, all of you

I have something to say

I read the signs, the prophecy

I saw a war

I saw deaths and sacrifices

And they would come true

But the future was not so bitter

For all of you

How the darkness lurked beneath the surface

How the heroes hided in the shadows

This is the time to test the bonds

Between the four big houses

Uh-huh, listen to me

Uh-huh, I won't repeat

There will be sorrow, joy and love,

Suspicions, jealousy and betrayals!

There will be hardship so be prepared

The future is in your hands…

The Great Hall was silent when it stopped singing. Everyone looked at each other, a confused and lost look on their faces. It didn't care much about their reactions though… It had given its message and it would be up to them to figure out the true meaning of its hidden message. It waited patiently when the professor began to call out the name and one by one, the students came up to be sorted.

It did its job and sorted the students until it heard the name "DunBroch, Merida" The name did ring some bells. It had sorted the girl's father and mother before. The girl's father was definitely a Gryffindor while her mother was a Ravenclaw. The girl would certainly be an interesting combination. The girl walked confidently to the stool, waiting for the professor to put it on her head.

"Hmm…" It mused, reading her personality and skimming her memory. Brave, reckless, impulsive and good at heart but she had a bully streak in her… Well, she would grow out of this phase fast enough, it supposed. "You have a brave heart…" It talked in her head.

"Yeah, I knew that already…" The girl thought back proudly, straightened her back slightly. The hat nodded. The girl was a proud creature. "You should learn how to accept others' differences… You will become a better person… Remember, everyone has their good traits, you just have to find it…"

The girl was confused, she titled her head and whispered "What do you mean by that?" But the hat didn't stop speaking, nor did it explain anything to her "You will do great in-"

"-GRYFFINDOR" The last word was shouted to the rest of the students. The Gryffindor table stood up, clapping enthusiastically. They had a new member and it looked like she would fit right in with them. The girl took off the hat, placed it on the stool and said to it, shaking her head "I still don't understand it…" It just smirked to the girl. She would understand its words soon enough but until then…

Its attention shifted when the next student's name was called. It sorted and sorted. There seemed to be a lot of interesting students this year. Perhaps it should ask the Headmaster to put it on his head so it could observe how the history would be changed by these young heroes. However, before it could ponder too long, another name was called. "Frost, Jack"

The Great Hall became silent. Everyone looked at each other to search for the person with the name. It chuckled. Humans were such curious and nosy creatures. Of course, it did hear the name Jack Frost before. Jack Frost was the heir of one of the most ancient and noble pureblood house. His father was the owner of the largest joke shop in England. However, rumors said that Jack Frost was only an adopted son. The man, Nicolas North had a different last name than Jack Frost. The hat had never sorted Nicolas North before. The man had gone to Durmstrang, along with his half-brother Pitch Black. But the had sorted the boy's mother though… Toothania was a true Hufflepuff.

"Hello there, Mister Frost…" It said, causing the boy to flinch, tightened his grip around his staff. The hat didn't question why the boy chose to bring the staff with him but it didn't need to, not really…It could read the boy's memory perfectly as well as the boy's conflicting emotions. "Stop reading my mind…" The boy hissed in his mind angrily but the hat didn't show any reactions that it had heard the boy.

"I'm merely doing my job… Do not worry, I am bound by the magic of the founders that I will not reveal what I have seen and learnt…" It reassure the boy but the boy still didn't trust it. Suspicions rolled around the boy in waves. "You will do well in Gryffindor… or even in Hufflepuff… You have a big heart…" The hat said, mostly to itself. "However, your ambitions… and your dreams… They fit neither of those houses…"

The boy gritted his teeth "just sort me already… Sort me to where I can fulfill my dreams…" the hat pursed its lips "Are you sure? If I sort you there, you won't get any friends… or rather, it will be a long way before you archive true friendship… You will also become colder… Do you want that? If you are in Hufflepuff or Gryffindor, those girls Merida, Rapunzel and even your friend, yes I do know what he is to you, do not bother denying it, I see the truth in your heart, Hiccup… will have an easier time approaching you…" The hat could see the boy struggled to find his answer. Finally, his shoulder sagged and he said tiredly "I don't come here to make friends… I come here to study… Sort me where I truly belong and to a place where I can fulfill my deepest desire…I don't need to hear your advices…"

"Very well, it is your choice… a last piece of advice for you though, open your heart… you will find that not all of them are bad… And so, your new house will be-"

"-SLYTHERIN" It yelled. The Slytherin table started clapping politely when Jack Frost stood up, removing the hat with grace. "You are wrong… I don't need friends… I can do it on my own…" He whispered to it but it just closed its eyes, a gentle smile on its face. They all said the same thing. Before Jack Frost was sorted, it had sorted the others… it had sensed their potential, but they were just too stubborn. Just like Salazar Slytherin. The man had been a stubborn man. He had wanted to try it on but was too proud to say that out loud and had sneaked in to wear it. It had had the chance to read the man's personality.

And it was an understatement to say that the hat was confused. It was downright surprised when it saw the man's personality. And till this day, it would never understand why they said Slytherin and Gryffindor were two completely different people. They said Slytherin and Gryffindor was as different as fire and water, darkness and light… Even though all the hat had seen was two different sides of the same coin. Salazar Slytherin and Godric Gryffindor were exactly like each other.

When the clapping died down, the hat saw Jack sat down at near the end of the Slytherin table, next to a very interesting boy. The hat almost gave away a booming laugh. Out of everyone, the Frost boy had to sit next to him. Across the room, the hat could hear the DunBroch girl let out a vicious growl "I knew it… He's in the Slytherin… What a slimy git!"

The hat mentally shrugged. It didn't sort people so that there wouldn't be argument like this. It sorted people according to their personalities. Fights between houses were not its problem… Well, let the children figure it out themselves. Or the professors… Whatever suited people best.

It continued to sort through two or three other names. These ones were easier to sort. Their personalities spoke all for them. How it wished everyone could be this clear, then it wouldn't have to be so conflicted. "Glockenblume, Rapunzel"

Before the hat could even look at the girl's personality, it was bombarded by rapid questions fired by the girl "Wow, can you talk? What's your gender? Your song and voice are so beautiful, do you know that? Did you write the song yourself? Or is it a program? How do you sort me? Can you read minds? Wow, you can read minds, right? Right? And, a-and can you see the future? Can I be like my parents? And can Hiccup, Jack, Merida and me be friends?"

The hat chuckled. The girl was obviously a Ravenclaw… albeit a very excited one. Poor her housemates, the ravens always liked their silence. The hat answered the girl patiently as best as it could "Well, apparently, I can talk… and I am neither male nor female… My voice sounds like a male because the voice I am using is the voice of my master – Gryffindor… Thank you for your compliments and yes, I wrote the song myself. It is not a program. I will look into your memory and personality in order to sort you and yes, that means I can read minds… though I am bound by magic that I can't reveal anything about a student's mind. I can only see glimpses of the future, not the actual events and I do not know… You have to decide that yourself… And yes, you all can be friends… You will need to put a lot of effort into doing that though…" The hat shouted "RAVENCLAW" Before the girl could shoot it with another wave of questions. It had answered enough.

The girl practically skipped to her house table, forgetting to put it down. The students laughed and only then did Rapunzel realized the sorting hat was still on her head. She apologized to it and ran up to put the hat back to its stool before running back to join her housemates, chatting cheerfully and making friends.

Another student, and then another. The Hat answered all the questions the students needed to know. This was going well… "Haddock, Horrendous" The hat eyed the nervous boy that was walking to it. The boy struggled with his breathing, fidgeting so much that the hat thought the boy would collapse. And the boy did. He tripped and landed face first on the ground, earning several mocking laughter from the Slytherin table and pity looks from the other houses. Jack Frost didn't react though. The boy's face was completely blank.

The Haddock boy finally made his way here and put on the hat, mentally chanted in his head. "I messed up, I messed up, I messed up, I messed up, I messed up, I-" The hat interrupted the boy "You did not… calm yourself down so I can sort you…" The boy gave a startled cry and shouted in his mind "A talking hat? Oh no, I'm out of my mind… I'm going crazy, they will send me back…and I won't be able to study magic and kill a dragon… my father will be disappointed in me…"

"Stop panicking… You're not going crazy. I can talk…" The hat said and finally, the boy seemed to calm down. "Please don't send me back… I don't want to go back…but I have already embarrassed myself… everybody laughed at me…" The boy sniffed sadly. The hat said, trying to comfort the boy "You won't be sent back unless you break an important rule and not everyone laughed at you… I can see it…"

The boy didn't believe him thought "You're lying… I saw everyone laughed when I tripped…" The hat corrected the boy "I don't lie, Mister Haddock… And I saw at least ten people that didn't laugh at you… the professors didn't laugh at you, either…" The boy nodded miserably "If you say so, what house will I be in?" The hat began to look into the boy's memory. The boy could be cunning if he wanted to, but he was too honest to be in Slytherin.

Brave? Well, the boy was brave but he wasn't reckless, impulsive or brave in a Gryffindor way. The boy was intelligent but he wasn't book-smart and he didn't want to study for the sake of studying. However, what the hat saw in the boy was determination and a just, hard-working personality. The boy would do well in-

"Do you think I can befriend Jack? I mean, he's so cold… what did he think about me, Hat? You talked to him, right?" The boy interrupted the hat's train of thought. "Yes, I have talked to him but I am not permitted to talk about that experience… However, I can only say that if you are determined enough, you can make him smile… befriend with him…" The boy smiled and nodded "I will do just that…" The hat nodded, pleased "Good, the best place for you will be-"

"HUFFLEPUFF"

The boy took off the hat and gave it a weak grin "Thank you, hat… I won't forget your words…" The hat didn't say anything though and watched the boy walked to the Hufflepuff table. Well, this year would definitely be eventful… And maybe the next seven years would be, too… The hat needed to see it all. The four of them would be the heroes of this era.

Merida was having a fun time talking to her housemates. They were such good people. 'Unlike somebody else' the red haired girl thought with a slight sneer as she remembered a certain white haired douchebag. The moment she sat down, her housemates had begun introducing themselves to her.

"Hello, babe…I'm Snotface… But you can call me Honey…" A muscular young boy said, winking at her "I'm a second year…"

"…'lo, there…I'm Ruffnut-"

"-and Tuffnut-"

"Nice to meet you…" A pair of twins introduced themselves; one finished the sentence for the other. Merida giggled. The Gryffindor were so friendly. They continued to introduce themselves until it was Rapunzel's turn. Merida raised a hand, signaled for the group of Gryffindor to quiet down for a sec.

"It's my friend…" Merida explained. It didn't take long for the girl to finish her sorting and Merida was disappointed that her friend didn't make it to Gryffindor. However, she supposed she should have seen that coming. The girl was practically a book-worm. Plus, she liked studying things.

The Hiccup boy was obviously a Hufflepuff. He was weak and he was… well, his entire body just screamed Hufflepuff so it was not much of a surprise when he was sorted into the house. Another girl was sorted, she came into the Gryffindor table, looking proud. Ah, a true lion.

The girl sat down next to Merida and grinned widely, punching the girl's arm and grasped a chicken wing, eating it with vigor "Hi, I'm Astrid… Astrid Hofferson… Nice to meet you…" Merida grinned and began filling her own plate. Maybe studying at Hogwarts was not such a bad idea after all

Jack made his way to the Slytherin table, his blue eyes narrowed when he heard the DunBroch girl yelled "I knew it… He's in the Slytherin… What a slimy git!" Well, he would just show her what a slimy git he really was, right? Or would he? If he did what she expected, she would just say that all Slytherin were evil and that was so not his goal right now.

Distracted by his thoughts, Jack sat down in an empty spot next to another boy. As Jack began to absently fill his plate, Jack heard the boy yelled "Goddamnit! I can never get the nose right!" The white haired boy looked to his right and titled his head in curiosity. Sitting next to him was an older boy with dark brown hair and light brown eyes. He wasn't looking at Jack or even paying attention at all. The boy was pointing his wand at a picture, his face was a picture of concentration. He muttered the spell again. The nose of the character in the picture changed but…

"Why can't I get my nose right?" The boy groaned and seemed to give up. Sighing and muttering another string of curses, the older boy put his wand into his pocket. He finally noticed the look Jack was giving him. Tucking away the drawing, he turned to face Jack. "Who are you?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, I'm your new housemate…" Jack answered with a twitching eyebrow. Honestly, what was wrong with people? Didn't they know it was impolite to ask for other people's name without telling who they were first? At least that DunBroch and Glockenblume had the sense to tell him their names first… But what was wrong with him anyway? Why was he thinking about those girls? They weren't even that important to him.

"Well, hello new housemate… I'm Eugene Fitzherbert… but I prefer to be called Flynn Rider…" Fitzherbert introduced himself. Pointing at Jack, the older boy continued with a wide smile "I'm a third year student… So, new housemate… Since I have already introduced myself, it's only fair you would do the same… What's your name? And please don't give me that look, I give you my real name and my nickname but I only ask for your name in return… It's a good trade, eh?"

Jack snorted. Well, the boy was a Slytherin alright… He supposed he could play along for now. "The name's Jack Frost, Fitzerbert…" Jack answered, taking a bite at his food and chewed slowly, enjoying the taste. Fitzerbert tensed and he suddenly gripped his spoon tighter.

"Listen here, Jackie boy… I appreciate the friendliness between us but never ever call me by my family name, alright? If you want to call me by my family name that much, call me Rider…" Jack's body also tensed up. The white haired boy unconsciously gripped the staff that was lying harmlessly by his side. They stared at each other for another minute, neither was willing to back down.

"Haha, that was funny… I don't think I can ever forget your face when it's like I'm not going to go easy on you… It's just a joke but seriously, just call me Eugene or Flynn… I'll feel more comfortable that way…" Fit-Flynn laughed out loud, patting Jack's pat repeatedly, knocking the air out of the boy's stomach.

"Don't joke like that again…" Jack hissed, hitting the boy's head with his staff, earning a dignified yelp 'Hey, what was that for?' "What if I lost control of my magic, I could hurt everyone!" Jack whispered angrily, hitting Flynn's head again.

"I'm too awesome to be hurt like that…" Flynn grinned confidently and patted Jack's back again. Feeling like his personal space was being invaded, Jack swatted Flynn's hand away with his staff, growling softly. "Haha, how the hell can you go to Slytherin? You are as good as a Puff…" Flynn grinned, pointing at his own heart and said mockingly "And I'm pretty sure you have the heart of a Lion, too… deep down inside…"

"Well yeah, and this lion heart is going to tear your throat out if you don't stop speaking this instant!" Jack snapped back darkly, cracking his knuckles. Flynn, unfazed by Jack's threat, just laughed out loud again "Okay, okay, no need to become snappish…" He grinned and called out to the other Slytherin members. "Hey, guys, look what I just made… a friend! With Jack Frost!"

"I'm not your friend! And stop shouting, Hiccup is preparing to be sorted!" Jack hissed and looked at the sorting line. Hiccup was walking slowly to the stool, his whole body was shaking so hard Jack was afraid he would collapse.

Flynn nudged Jack and whispered mischievously "Aw… somebody is having a crush on a certain boy…" Jack glared at the older boy coldly "I am not… He's just someone I met on the carriage… that's all…" The white haired boy's eyes widened when he saw Hiccup lost his balance and fell. He wanted to stand up and help the other boy but a part of him, the colder and more rational part, held him back. And so, Jack just stared blankly at Hiccup, not helping him but not laughing at him either.

"They all said the same thing… But I know better… I can see it in your eyes, you're failing head over heels for that boy…" Flynn continued to tease. He flinched slightly when he felt his pumpkin juice got frozen, a thin layer of ice was on the soup he was eating. The air around Jack became colder and the temperature lowered significantly.

"Shut.up" Jack emphasized his words "…before I make you" Flynn shivered. He could practically see his breaths. "A-alright… sorry…" Flynn apologized and just like that, the air became warmer. Jack's face still contained that odd blankness though. The rest of dinner passed quietly, neither of them spoke another word.

"… that hat speaks! It speaks to me… Oh my god, do you think I can buy a talking hat? Or can I make one? I wonder if it will tell me how to make a talking hat if I ask nicely…And and I can't believe it! Do you know the hat can see the future… Well, not the future but glimpses! How cool is that!?" Rapunzel said rapidly to her new housemates. They all looked at her with curious eyes, mouths wide opened with surprise.

"Glockenblume… we have a very strict rule here at Ravenclaw table…" An older student spoke, slowly filling his plate. "…never ever speak at the Ravenclaw table during breakfast, lunch or dinner…" He chewed his food and the other first years looked at him curiously. Rapunzel was also one of them.

"Why? I don't understand…" Rapunzel asked, feeling hurt. She felt the corners of her eyes got wet and she hastily looked down at her plate so people wouldn't see her tears. Another student answered for her, the girl put down her fork and shrugged. "It's pretty simple, really… If you start talking… or thinking, you won't be able to eat… We Ravenclaw are all the same…"

"I…see" Rapunzel replied slowly and began eating. She didn't pay attention much to the sorting until she felt her side was nudged. She looked up to see a huge chubby boy. His face was friendly and he was looking at her, a shy smile on his face.

"Hi…I'm F-Fishlegs… N-nice to meet you…" He said shyly, his index fingers poked together nervously. Rapunzel smiled brightly and nodded, putting down her spoon to shake hands with him. "Nice to meet you, too! I'm Rapunzel…"

"We have a system to force feed people, you know…" Another student warned.

"Sorry" Both Rapunzel and Fishlegs said, began eating again. Rapunzel secretly smiled. Studying at Hogwarts was so fun… Now, if only she managed to befriend Jack and Hiccup…

Hiccup shakily sat down next to some older Hufflepuff students. Seeing so much food in such a nervous state, the young Viking felt like puking his gut out. Covering his mouth, he pushed away the plate and hugged his stomach. "Are you alright?" A student asked, concerned. Hiccup nodded, giving the girl a strained smile.

"Yeah… I think I'm alright… I have a nervous stomach… that's all…" Hiccup replied, covering his mouth again. He felt someone patting his shoulder in a clumsy attempt to comfort the young Viking and he smiled in gratitude. "I'm fine, really… I just need a moment…"

"Alright, if you say so… By the way, I'm MacGuffin…N-nice to meet you…" The large plum boy said with a smile on his face. Hiccup shook hands with the boy, also introducing himself "Hi, people often call me Hiccup…" The Viking shot the Slytherin table a quick glance, noticing that Jack was talking to another student… probably a new friend.

"What's wrong?..." MacGuffin asked, a concerned look on his face. Hiccup shrugged and replied softly "Nothing… I have a friend in Slytherin… that's all…" All eyes were on him now. Hiccup fidgeted nervously and looked down "…what?" He asked, feeling slightly annoyed. What was it with the curious and concerned looks?

"Um…Hiccup, I know having a friend is nice and all but… don't befriend with him anymore…" MacGuffin whispered, scared for his new housemate. Hiccup looked at the teen in confusion. "Why can't I? I don't understand…"

"W-well, the Slytherin… they are all very mean… they may hurt you… we don't want you to get hurt, you know…" MacGuffin answered hesitantly. The big boy drank his pumpkin juice and chewed his bottom lip. Finally, he turned his head to face Hiccup "…Who's your friend anyway?"

"Jack Frost…" Hiccup answered, began to put a small sausage on his plate. He paused when he heard several gasps from his housemates. "What's wrong with him? I mean, yeah, I know he's a little bit cold and all that but… He's not that bad, honestly…" Hiccup tried to explain.

"No… you don't understand, Hiccup… you have to stop being friend with him…" MacGuffin said, his face paled when he remembered where he had heard the name. "His Uncle…Pitch Black is a blood purist…" Upon seeing Hiccup's confused face, MacGuffin rushed to explain the term to him. He really didn't want to see his housemate being hurt and befriending Fost would only hurt him in the end.

"Blood purists are people who hate Muggleborn and are usually from pureblood family. Pureblood is a term to describe people come from a family line that produces only people who can do magic. Blood purists are horrible people, they hate muggleborn and any witches or wizards that associate with muggle or muggleborn. They call those witches and wizards blood traitors… and do you know what's worse? Pitch Black – Frost's Uncle, likes the old ways of doing things…"

Hiccup's face became paler and paler with each sentence and by the end of the explanation, the young Viking's shoulder sagged bonelessly and he mumbled in disbelief "…No, it… it couldn't be…" Then, his face hardened and a determination look appeared on his face. "…But that's Jack's uncle… not Jack himself… Jack is better than that…"

The doubtful looks that Hiccup was receiving did not make things any better at all. The rest of the feast passed quietly and uneventfully. Hiccup vaguely remembered he had clapped hands when the headmaster stood up and announced several rules. Other than that, Hiccup didn't remember much at all.

"First year students, follow me in a line…" An older student stood up and Merida wiped her mouth with a napkin. "What's going on?" She asked Snotface. The older boy grinned and answered "…Well, the prefect is going to lead us to the common room… Come on… it's going to be fun!" Merida grinned and stood up. "If you say so…"

The walk to the common room was noisy. Merida was talking to her new friend Astrid and the other students were also talking. Not many of them listened to the Prefect's words. Merida raised an eyebrow, nodding when the Prefect provided them with the password 'Lionheart' and then stormed off in anger when none of the students paid any attention to her. Merida and Astrid stopped speaking when the common room suddenly became quiet. The girls looked up.

"Silent!" The Deputy Headmaster growled, stepping into the common room. He stood tall and proud, crossing his arms over his chest "…You can call me Professor Bunnymund… I am the Deputy Headmaster as well as the Gryffindor Head of House. From now on, you have to listen to me. I am going to lay a very few basic rules that I expect everyone here to obey it… No exception, is that clear?" He snarled the last few words, making a few first years nodded fearfully. "Good…" Professor Bunnymund relaxed and continued speaking in a much calmer and kinder tone.

"The first rule is very simple… I do not play favorites… No matter if you're a first year or a seventh year… if you break a rule, you will be punished. No exception.

Second rule, I do not tolerate or appreciate fights between different houses. Of course, you are allowed to defense yourself and others if they hurt us but you do not start a fight. If I hear any of you starting a fight for no reason, I am going to write to your parents and guardians to discuss it.

Third rule, do not perform any reckless stunts that are out of your reach. You are Gryffindor… God helps me when I'm saying this but I know I cannot stop you from doing impulsive things but do not ever fight a troll or do something like that… You are not properly equipped for those kinds of activities.

Fourth role, study hard… Adventures aside, I want all of you to have at the very least acceptable marks. If I discover that any of you slack off because of these adventures, I'm going to ban you from having any of those and believe me, I have my way.

Fifth rule, this one is for older students, do not perform any intimating actions in the common room… I do not want you to corrupt the younger students and for god's sake, do not have sex!

I will have the prefect explained the marking system as well as hung the rules on the wall. Remember, your actions will lead to different consequences. Think before you do…"

The common room was silent when Professor Bunnymund left. The students looked at each other and shivered. They had one hell of a stern teacher. They hoped the other houses would be like them. The prefect stepped up and cleared her throat, began explaining the marking system and the Gryffindor common room became noisy once again.

"Basilisk" The Slytherin prefect mumbled, watching the door opened. He stepped aside, allowing the students to come in. The first years, even Jack, looked in awe as they saw the common room. "Good evening, my lovely children…" A voice whispered behind them and Jack flinched, his staff was hold in a defensive position.

"No need to get defensive, my dear… I am your new Head of House, Professor Gothel…Welcome to Slytherin…" A woman stepped out of the shadow and approached Jack whose body had become rigid with fear. The woman reached out to pat Jack's head, her hand was even colder than his. "Relax, child… I mean no harm…" She said and Jack cautiously lowered his staff.

"Isn't that better? I know best…" The woman smiled, her curly black hair shone briefly under the dimly lit common room. She clapped her hands to draw attention. "Hello, children… Let's talk a little bit, shall we? Now, come over here and sit with me in a circle…" Professor Gothel moved to sit down on a comfortable black sofa, dragging Jack with her.

"Now, let me tell you several house rules and then we can go to bed, alright? You have your first classes tomorrow and I don't want you to be late…" Professor Gothel smiled sweetly, running a hand down Jack's back. The boy shivered but didn't push the woman away. According to Flynn, every Slytherin student loved her and he didn't want to make a bad first impression.

"We Slytherin are a big, happy family… And I am your mother and so, Call me Mother when we are not in public… I know and want the best for you… The other houses, well, they are not very kind to us. Therefore, we have to become one to be strong and fight all of them. No one helps the Slytherin. We help ourselves. Now, these are some rules I'd like you all to know and obey.

We are one. We are a family. I know family members fight each other sometimes but never ever show our weaknesses in front of the others. When we stand in front of the other three houses, unite as one…

The next rule is… don't do what the Gryffindor do. We are Slytherin. We are sneaky and ambitious. We strike in the shadow and not in a fair duel. We break rules in a subtle way. Do not let me hear any of you get into troubles by breaking rules… I will be very displeased.

If you have something to ask, don't be hesitant to do it… If you have homework you don't know how to do, ask me or one of the older students. We will help you as much as we can. I want you to work hard and create your own study group, alright?

I will be in the common room, waiting for you to talk about your problems if you want to share them with me, every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday evening. Of course, my office is always opened for any of you if you wish to talk to me.

I am a poison master. Thus, if you have nightmares, come and talk to me, I will provide you with Dreamless Poisons and help you get better. Now, do you have any questions?"

"Yes, Pro-M-Mother… I have a question…" A shy first year girl said and then she cowered when she saw Professor Gothel's look. She hastily corrected her title for the professor and when the woman nodded, the girl grew bolder.

"W-will we be able to extract revenge if the other houses h-hurt us?" Jack's eyes narrowed and he stood straighter when he heard the girl's question. Across the room, several older students took a sharp breath.

"Extract revenge?" Professor Gothel repeated slowly and the girl looked down fearfully. "…I will even help you with it…" She replied cheerfully and reached out to touch the girl's head. The first year girl brightened and she smiled happily. "…Thank you…"

"You're welcome, my dear…Now, let's get you all to bed, alright… You have classes tomorrow…" The woman stood up and clapped her hands to dismiss the students. Jack scrambled away, wanting to get as far from the woman as humanly possible.

"Yes, Mother…" The Slytherin students said in unison.

"So we have to answer a riddle to get to the common room?" Fishlegs asked meekly as the prefect explained to them how to get into the common room. Rapunzel nodded and clapped her hands in excitement. "Oh, this is going to be fun!"

"Um… do we have house rules?" Another student asked and the prefects nodded. "Good question… though the answer is a little obvious. Yes, we do, in fact, have house rules… These are the copies our house rules. Each of you take one of these…" One of the prefects said and took out several similar thick books. The books seemed to have more than two hundred pages…each.

"Wow…" Rapunzel whispered and took two books : one for her and the other for Fishlegs. "Here you are…" The blonde haired girl said and handed the book over to Fishlegs who took it with wide eyes. She opened the first page and chewed her lips when she saw how small the words were.

"Are we supposed to read all of this?" A boy asked and the prefect raised an eyebrow. "You're a Ravenclaw, deal with it and quit whining. Honestly, you're as bad as a first year Gryffindor…" He grumbled, shutting the book that he was reading. "Listen here because I won't say it a second time… You firstie have to read the book. If you don't read it, when you break a rule, don't come running to us because we will not help you with your problems. End of story."

"O-okay…" The first year boy stammered. Rapunzel raised her hand and squealed "Would you mind introducing yourselves to us?" The prefects looked at each other and finally, the boy sighed and nodded his head. "Fine… I am Shang… and the girl standing next to me is Mulan… Now, all of you, get to bed… I will answer any questions you might have tomorrow. Now, off you go…"

Mulan giggled and continued "…Sorry… Shang gets a little grumpy when he's sleepy… Don't worry, I will answer your questions tomorrow, okay? You all should rest. Tomorrow will be a tiring day…" Rapunzel nodded along with Fishlegs and the other first year. She bid her good bye to her new friend, her books were still being clutched tightly in her hands.

Hiccup sat on his new bed and looked at his housemates. His night so far hadn't been that special. The Hufflepuff was a surprisingly quiet house. But his housemates were very good and they treated each other well. Hiccup remembered that he had been separated from MacGuffin shortly after he came into the common room and he had been scared.

Luckily for him, Hiccup had met the prefect of the Hufflepuff house. His name was Alfredo Linguini and he was very kind. He had showed Hiccup the way to the bedroom and even explained some of the house rules for him. However, Hiccup remembered with a frown, Alfredo also warned him to stay away from the Slytherin.

Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw… they were names, right? Names for houses. They didn't mean anything. They didn't define whether a person would be a bully or not. Hiccup clenched his hands to fists. Tomorrow, Hiccup vowed, tomorrow if he had a period with the Slytherin, Hiccup would show everybody that a Hufflepuff could be friend with a Slytherin, too.

Author Note: And that's the end of the second chapter. Sorry for not writing the first day at school but I think this chapter has enough information and if I try to write too much in a chapter, it won't be as good anymore. Thank you for reviewing the story and well, you guys really inspire me. Here's the answer to some questions you may have in mind.

Well, PaigeySama asked why Jamie appeared in 1100s… well, the answer is… I don't know. This is an AU, meaning all characters from different timeline and different movies can come into a story, creating a storyline. If any of you have the same question, just answer like this "The universe makes it that way…" And it should satisfy your need for answers.

And wow, I cannot believe my story receives so much attention. Thank you everyone. And well, if my story goes a little slow, don't be hesitant and tell me about it. I want to write it in a slow pace 'cause I want you all to experience what the characters feel. This chapter mainly focuses on Jack's and Hiccup's perspectives. The next one will focus more on Rapunzel's and Merida's. I feel like I rush at the end of the chapter but I want to post this so bad and I want to know your reactions when you find out Gothel is Slytherin's head of house.

Also, the reason I write the Sorting Hat's perspective is because I want to show all of you how the sorting goes. If you find it uncomfortable, please tell me so. I predict there will be at least one more chapter written in the Hat's perspective. So… read and review, please? It gives me inspiration to continue this.

Next chapter: First day at school