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The Forbidden Forest, Hogwarts grounds, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Scottish Highlands, Scotland, United Kingdom.
7th November, 1994.

In the camp, that a significant portion of Berk Vikings, and their dragons, were housed, 18-year old Hiccup Haddock stepped out of the tent he and his Night Fury, Toothless (who was still sound asleep), resided in, yawned and stretched out his arms, trying to shake off the sleepiness from him.

His eyelids still heavy, Hiccup took in the sights of the forest that they resided in, called by some, "the Forbidden Forest".
Well, that's a very welcoming name for a forest..., thought Hiccup.

Seeing as he was the only one awake, and that the rest of the teens and the Vikings were still not up yet, Hiccup decided to walk around the camp site a bit before getting himself ready to meet one of the supposed 'dragon-experts', or 'dragon-o-log-ist' or whatever the name was, that was coming to meet for preparing dragons for this Triwizard Tournament that Hiccup, his friends and the Vikings were assigned by Professor Dumbledore for help.

Hiccup remembered on how the elderly man somehow found his way to Berk, saying that he was in need for Berk's dragon trainers for dragons to be used for the Triwizard Tournament. Hiccup accepted after some thought and hesitation, with no idea what he was in for, until they went right through a portal of all things, to a castle in the far future.
Dumbledore, who was supposedly, the headmaster of the school, which was at this castle of all things, had advised the Vikings to fly their dragons to a certain part of the Forbidden Forest under the cover of darkness, for reasons that they wanted the dragons to be a surprise to both the competitors and the audience of the tournament.
Long story short, Hiccup and his fellow Vikings managed to get the dragons to the place where they made their camp-site without anyone the wiser, and thus, all that was left, was for the foreign 'dragon-experts' to arrive with their own dragons, which Hiccup couldn't deny that he was excited to see.

Walking around the camp, Hiccup saw that Astrid, Fishlegs, Snotlout and the Thorston twins, along with their dragons, were fast asleep, then moved on to check on the additional dragons that they had brought for the Tournament.

Firstly, Hiccup checked on the enclosures for the Terrible Terrors. Seeing that all 12 of them were sound asleep, some on their own, some sleeping right next to one another, Hiccup moved on, to the Gronckles.

Apart from Meatlug, who was sleeping in Fishleg's tent, the Gronckle enclosure contained around 5 Gronckles, 3 females and 2 males, with various colouring that helped to tell them apart.

The Deadly Nadder enclosure housed two Deadly Nadders, both of whom, were males and were coloured very differently from Stormfly, who had awoken, and was trying to poke Astrid awake with her nose.

The only other Monstrous Nightmare present, other than Hookfang, was a green and brown female, named Emberclaw.

The Thorston twins had the only Hideous Zippleback present, Barf and Belch, and luckily for Hiccup, both Ruffnut and Tuffnut, and their dragon were sound asleep, having tired themselves out pranking Snotlout last night.

But before Hiccup could move onto the Thunderdrum enclosure, he noticed distinct sounds. The sounds of footsteps in a forest.

Someone was approaching the camp.
Making his way over, Hiccup then saw the person approaching the camp.

This stranger was short compared to Hiccup's 6"1' height, but stocky and had muscled arms, but Hiccup also noticed that his very freckled face looked very weather-beaten. He recognised that this stranger must be an outdoors type.
But what really striked Hiccup, was his long red hair. This red hair was more pronounced than his father's, Stoick the Vast, and that was saying something, considering that Stoick's red hair made the Chief of Berk stand out (apart from his tallness and size, of course).

Hiccup walked over and the stranger spotted him.
"Hi! You must be one of the Vikings from Berk that are handling these new dragons I keep hearing about".
"Of course..."
The stranger gave off a big smile as he cut in and said, "Brilliant! Can't wait to actually see them! When are they coming"?

Hiccup, raised an eyebrow and responded, "They're here. With us".
"Wait, wait, wait? Do you mean to tell me that you've already got the dragons here"?

A bit worried, Hiccup's response was only natural, "Is there a problem"?
Astonished, the stranger quickly went, "Well, no. It's just that we're encountering a lot of hassle bringing the dragons over here. You wouldn't believe the amount of sleeping drought spells we had to put".

Hiccup was quickly confused, and asked, "Well, can't you just fly them over here? That's how we..."
Laughter came out of the stranger's mouth, for a good long while, and it took him a while to settle down to respond, "You're kidding me, right? Dragons can't be ridden! There is a reason why the Ministry put the five X's on them! And trust me, you'd be even lucky to even get close enough to a dragon to mount it"!

Hiccup didn't like what the stranger was insinuating but kept his peace and moved onto the next question, which was, "What's your name"?
The stranger replied, "Charlie Weasley".
Weasley. That name was very familiar to Hiccup. He couldn't quite pin it, but instead put that aside, and offered his name, "Hiccup Haddock the Third. Nice to meet you, Charlie Weasley".
"And you two, Hiccup Haddock".

A brief moment of awkward silence and Hiccup asked, "Say, Charlie, would you like me to give you a tour of the camp? I think you'll love what we've got in store".

Charlie smiled, and said, "Lead on, Hiccup".

Starting to walk off, Hiccup then asked Charlie, who was following, "So you're one of these Dragon-o-log-ists, right"?
"Yeah, dragonologists. Or if you want less of a mouthful, dragon keeper".
"Hmmm, dragon keeper. It's gotta a nice ring to it".
"If you say so. So, what sorts of dragons have you got, Hiccup"?

Smiling, Hiccup then made his introduction to the Terrible Terror enclosure.
"We've got 12 dragon breeds. Here's the first one. The Terrible Terror. The smallest out of all of them. This enclosure holds 12 of them".
Despite the intrigue on Charlie's face, there was also an eyebrow raised, as he noticed, "If they're so small, why's the enclosure so big"?
"To ensure all 12 have enough room to fly around in, yet still not go flying around as they please. Strange I know, but Professor, urm, Dumbledore, insisted that the dragons be kept well away from the school, due to, errm, well, 'potential problems'. His words, not mine".

They had now reached the edge of the enclosure, and Charlie's eyes widened, at the sight of the cat-sized Terrible Terrors, who were now awake.
He was quite astonished, not at their iguana looking bodies, their horns, their arrow-shaped tail or even their size, but at the chirping sounds and that the large yellow eyes, in addition to their size and the way they moved, made them absolutely adorable, out of all things.
But of course, Charlie was reminded of the fact that, these were dragons after all, when the Terrible Terrors made a hissing sound and shot out very accurate shots of fire from their mouths, occasionally.
"So, what do you think, Charlie"?
When Hiccup didn't get a response from Charlie, he tried calling out Charlie's name again and turned to the person in question, seeing the astonishment on his face.

Hiccup smiled and asked, "Not what you were expecting, I guess, eh, Charlie"?
The dragon-keeper turned his head to look at Hiccup and said, "No, not at all. I've been looking after some of the most various dragon species in Romania, and none of them come even close to these little guys in terms of how, well, cute of all things, they are. I never imagined that these little things just don't look terrifying".
Hiccup smiled and said, "Ah, don't let that fool you. And don't let their size fool you as well. They're very mischievous".
"Got it. So, you gonna introduce me to them? You say you've got 12 of these, erm, 'Terrible Terrors'".
Obliging Charlie, Hiccup pointed at the closest Terrible Terror, which was coloured in the most common colour for a Terrible Terror. Green.
"That one's called Ferntip. Out of all of them, I think I've got a really soft spot for him. The little guy's so clumsy at times, but he's a brave one. Faced down a Monstrous Nightmare once".
Charlie did raise an eyebrow over what a Monstrous Nightmare was, conceding that it was a dragon species, but having not seen one in person, couldn't really judge and just had to take Hiccup's word for it, before Hiccup began pointing to the rest of the terrors, both male and female all in their variation of colours, red, orange, blue, yellow and purple. He then gave their names and added a few bits of facts on each specific one, before finally, Hiccup went onto the brown one, "And there's the pack leader. Smokelout. Silly name, I know, but Snotlout named him. But I'll say that Smokelout's very protective over his pack and very loyal to whom he trusts. If you want to bond with the rest of them, you have to gain his trust first".

And before Charlie could put another word in, Hiccup then moved to get himself 2 buckets of fish, put one in Charlie's hands, and said, "Come. I'll show you".

Charlie made to follow Hiccup, who then opened the doors to the enclosure and went in, with Charlie doing so as well, and closing the door behind him.

Their heads perking up at their new visitors, one of whom, was unfamiliar to them, the Terrible Terrors took interest.
After seeing Hiccup, the Terrible Terrors all shot towards him, their little legs moving as fast as they could in such a short distance.
Charlie tensed, as the little creatures crowded around Hiccup, but his worries were unfounded as Hiccup looked completely relaxed around them, and started softly speaking to them, "Oh, hey, guys and girls. Look what we've got for you. Fish, of all sorts. Just for you. Yeah, just for you".

And Charlie watched with astonishment as Hiccup took out a small cod from the bucket, the simple action catching the attention of every one of the Terrible Terrors, their eyes never averting from the cod.
In a strange way, their behaviour reminded Charlie of the various cats some of his fellow Gryffindors had as pets during his time at Hogwarts.

Hiccup threw the cod away and the Terrible Terrors all dashed towards it, eventually fighting each other over the food, until Hiccup started chucking more fish, which caused the Terrible Terrors to start splintering off to have their equal share.
Except for one.

Smokelout, was standing off to the side, watching his pack eat their fish, while he awaited Hiccup to give him his fish, for that's how it usually worked.
But not today, for Hiccup soon said to Charlie, "So, Charlie, want to feed a Terrible Terror"?

Surprise came upon Charlie's face, until he replied, "Erm, sure, why not"?
And realising that the bucket in his hands, full of fish, was what he was gonna use to feed them, Charlie moved to grab a fish, before Hiccup said, "Okay then, to start off with, you're gonna need to follow exactly what I say, okay, Charlie? A Terrible Terror's pretty simple but Smokelout's a bit wary of strangers, so I'll need to guide you in gaining his trust. Understood"?

Charlie nodded his head, and followed Hiccup's instructions, picking up the first fish he could find, ignoring the fact that it was wet and slimy, and approaching Smokelout carefully, as he held out the fish in his left hand.
Smokelout, carefully approached the fish being held by the stranger and started sniffing, before taking a small bite out of the fish.
"Is this right, Hiccup"?
"Yeah, Smokelout's just checking out the fish, don't worry. Just keep your cool and you'll be fine".

Smokelout was satisfied as he then continued eating the fish, which Charlie let go from his hand on Hiccup's say so.
And when that was done, Hiccup then said, "Now, you're gonna pet him".
"Wait, what"?
"Just sit down on the floor, relax, let him approach you and stroke him, like you would a cat".
"Seriously"?
Hiccup countered Charlie's dumbfounded look, with "Yes, I'm serious! Just relax, you'll be fine"!

Shaking his head in disbelief, Charlie relented, by warily sitting down on the floor, then tensely awaited Smokelout who was cautiously approaching Charlie.
"Charlie! Charlie, you're tensing up. You need to relax. Or he won't approach you".
Charlie looked at Hiccup again, dumbfounded, before trying to relax himself, as Smokelout approached and moved right next to Charlie, making a noise that astonished him.
The dragon that was right next to Charlie, was purring, like a cat.
And Charlie couldn't help himself but stroke it gently, and smiled to himself as Smokelout soon curled up to sleep and rested alongside Charlie.

Hiccup smiled and said, "Congratulations, Charlie, you've just learned the basics on how to train your dragon".

Leaving the Terrible Terror enclosure with Hiccup, Charlie was astonished at the Viking's approach to dealing with dragons, who were actually tameable compared to the dragons he had encountered at the Dragon Sanctuary back in Romania.
Telling this to Hiccup as well as their methods and the fact that dragons are considered vicious wizard-killers, who can't be tamed, the young Viking's face turned into a scowl, and muttered under his breath, "Like the dragon-killing Vikings of old..., so narrow-minded...", before he then asked Charlie, "Well what do you think. You seemed to like the Terrible Terrors..."
"Well, yeah, but it's not easy to adopt whatever means you have into, well, befriending your dragons. We don't do that here. And I'm not even sure my fellow dragon-keepers will be quick to adopt such methods. They might even be hostile to the very motion of it".

Scowling further, Hiccup then had a thought come up to him, and said, "Say, Charlie, would you like to meet Toothless"?

"Toothless! Come on out, bud. I'd like you to meet someone".

And soon enough, outside of Hiccup's tent, Hiccup and Charlie, who was astonished that Hiccup shared a tent with an actual dragon itself, awaited Toothless, who was still within the tent itself.

Itching closer to the tent opening, Hiccup grabbed it with his hands and opened it, only to find it empty.
He had a quick look of shock, and puzzlement, whilst Charlie, started backing away, quickly, until he slammed right into something.
And it was not a tree.

Turning around, he was face to face with a sleek, black dragon, that was about smaller than a full grown adult Thestral or Hippogriff, due to it's legs. Charlie also noticed at how streamlined this dragon was, and reckoned that in the air, it must be one fast dragon.
But his sole attention, was on the eyes. It's green eyes. Which were wide pupils at the moment, which really surprised that such a feature could be on a dragon, for all the dragons that he'd been around, all had slit eyes.

"Ah, there you are, bud! How'd you sneak around us"?
Hiccup laughed as he approached the dragon and started affectionally interacting with the dragon, much to Charlie's shock, as the dragon returned the affections with very happy sounding sounds.

Then, Hiccup caught sight of Charlie and said, "So, Charlie. Meet Toothless. Toothless, meet Charlie".
Toothless? That's it's name?

And when the dragon opened it's mouth a bit, Charlie saw that it was indeed not Toothless, for it had teeth within it's mouth.
But Charlie took on further astonishment as the dragon's teeth retracted out of sight.
Huh, retractable teeth. Very interesting...

"So, Charlie, want to meet Toothless properly"?
Charlie absent-mindingly nodded his head, and Hiccup soon said, "Okay, then Charlie, first order of business is to disarm yourself of any weapon, or he won't trust you".
"Weapon? You mean, my wand"?
Confusion was on Hiccup's face, until understanding came, and Hiccup said in realisation, "oh, yes, I forgot. You wizards use wands. Yeah, the dragons think of the wands as weapons, oddly enough".

Charlie looked a bit hesitant on giving up his wand, but he complied, pulling the wand by the tips of the fingers, carefully, given that the dragon, Toothless, started growling, hunched himself to the ground in a attack position (which made Charlie nervous, but Hiccup told him that it was perfectly normal) and his eyes turned to slits.
On further prompting from Hiccup, Charlie took his wand out of his pocket and held it out from him as far away as he could.
And what came next astonished him.

The dragon indicated his head to one side, and it took Charlie a bit of a while to figure out that he wanted him to throw the wand to one side.
With no time to ponder, Charlie did so, and the dragon's posture immediately changed, becoming relaxed and the silts in his eyes widening to pupils.
Then, a fish was put into one of Charlie's hands, and Hiccup's voice whispered in his ear, "Give it to him".

Holding out the fish, Toothless began making his way to the fish, sniffing it curiously, before he opened his mouth, revealing his gums.
And soon, the teeth unsheathed and snatched the fish from Charlie's hand, who moved back a few steps.

As the dragon started chewing away, Hiccup said, "Well done, Charlie! You're quite a good learner".
Charlie gave a bit of a smile, as he shrugged and remarked, "Well, thanks, I guess".

And once Toothless finished eating the fish, he moved towards Charlie, only for Hiccup to stand right next to Charlie and say, "Urr, no, bud, you're not gonna give him a fish head to eat. That's a bit too far, bud".
Toothless looked sad at Hiccup's rebuke, so much that Hiccup instead went, "Instead, why don't you let him get closer and pet him. I'm sure he'll like that, eh, bud"?

Toothless gave off a gummy smile, and Charlie laughed, as he saw that out of all the things he expected for today, he did not expect that a 18 year old and a dragon would share such a close companionship.
And Charlie said, "Well, Hiccup, I sure would like to. Let's get to know, ermm, Toothless, properly, shall we"?

After Charlie spent some time, hanging around with the Night Fury, Hiccup soon continued on the tour of the camp, showing Charlie Weasley his fellow Dragon Riders, who came along as they showed more dragons, namely, the Changewings, the Deadly Nadders, the Gronckles, the Hideous Zippleback, the Monstrous Nightmares, the Scauldron, the Speed Stingers, the Thunderdrum, the Typhoomerang and the Whispering Death.

At the end of it all, Charlie was now sitting with Hiccup, in Hiccup's tent, really like a kid who'd gotten themselves a lifetime supply of Honeydukes chocolate for Christmas.
Soon enough, both Hiccup and Charlie were having fun, discussing with one another over each other's dragons, before they got down to business and Charlie started talking about the initial plans for both the Vikings and the Dragon Keepers to work together, to insure that, both dragons from both the dragon keepers and the vikings got along well, as well as ensure that the dragons would need to be insured that they do not go overboard in their positions as challenges for the champions and also allow the passing of dragon knowledge from both sides.
Hiccup, when this was said, smiled and said, "Let me get you something, Charlie".
Reaching back for one of his drawers, he soon got out a book, and said, "This is an vital part of dragon knowledge for us Vikings. And I think you could find it useful, Charlie".

Taking the big book in his hands, Charlie saw the cover,

The Book of Dragons, by Bork the Bold
-Revised Edition, by Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III

Charlie smiled and said to Hiccup, "This will be a very interesting read, indeed. But my, what a big book! So there's more dragons than what you've got on the camp"?

Hiccup, grinned and chuckled as he went, "Charlie, you and I are gonna get along, just fine".

Originally, this was a planned series of one-shots focused around Harry's Care of Magical Creatures class studying Berk dragons, at the time of the Triwizard Tournament.

But then, I thought realistically, that only seventh-years would be able to do such a thing, given that the Ministry of Magic classifies the dragons of their own wizarding world to be XXXXX out of all the five categories of the Ministry of Magic Classification, due to their danger and their supposed impossibility to be tamed or domesticated.
And plus, I wouldn't put past Draco Malfoy to try a repeat of Third Year, that was to carelessly get swiped by Buckbeak, but instead, provoke one of Berk's dragons. *shudders*

And thus, this still will be a series of one-shots, and I'm still considering having one-shots of particular Care of Magical Creatures classes around certain dragons.

Also, forgive me, on the portrayal of Charlie's character, but unlike much of the Weasley family, we never really got much of an in depth look at him, so I was kind of relying on the very few facts that I knew about him.
And I was trying to portray him as not hostile to Hiccup's ways of dealing with dragons, but a bit wary. I hope I was successful, but if I wasn't, let me know.

Anyways, don't forget to leave a review whenever you can and see you next time!