The Big Four and The Prophecy (Book 1)

30 - The Lost Prophecy

The Lost Prophecy

MERIDA

Oddly, but not entirely, Hans didn't speak to them as they walked. Judging by the brief time they've spent with him, it was unbefitting of him to become someone who would follow a Dark Wizard. Despite her agreeing to their terms, she still doubted Jack's speculation towards the event they encountered that night. The mystery guy could be anyone (anyone in Slytherin, Merida preferred) but Hans Westergaard.

     The only thing that kept her motivated to pursue this, was she'd get the chance to say, "I told you so," to the snow boy.

"You two are terrifyingly quiet."

"Er – "

Hans stopped by a stretch of bare, damp stone wall, "Pure-blood," said Hans, and a stone door concealed in the wall slip open. Hans marched through it, and Merida and Hiccup followed him.

The Slytherin common room was a long, low underground room with rough stone walls and ceiling from which round, greenish lamps were hanging on chains. A fire was crackling under an elaborately carved mantelpiece ahead of them, and several Slytherins were silhouetted around it in high-backed chairs. Merida thought it could be a potential villain lair, which it possibly was.

"Sit down. Both of you. We're going to talk," said Hans, beckoning them to fill up the empty couch set back from the fire. They tried all their best to make themselves feel at home. Merida was still getting used with her new body. Everything felt so stiff for her – and something in her pants definitely felt tight.

Hans took off his robes and threw it on the table where he sat. He crossed both his arms and legs, "You want to explain yourselves, lads?"

Merida and Hiccup looked at each other, and both shook their heads subtly when turning back to Hans.

"Are you trying to make fools out of yourselves, again? Do I have to repeat myself every night? What were you doing wandering off the corridors at this time of the night? and with Li Shang walking in on you...again," he said, sounding a bit exasperated.

Hiccup cleared his throat, "Sorry, Hans."

Hans raised both his eye brows, "Calling me by my name now, are we? And saying 'sorry' as a bonus. You guys are really good. Really really good," Hans scoffed, shaking his finger.

Merida and Hiccup felt disoriented. They forgot for a moment what exactly they came here for.

"Or were you, in fact, planning on getting into trouble, again?"

This time, Merida spoke up, "Don't be so dramatic, Westergaard. We were starving and finished up all the – er – sweets in the Great Hall."

Hans grimaced, "Seriously, what's the matter with you two?"

They were in silence after that; both waiting for Hans to say something again. He pinched the in between of his eyes, "How many times do we have to do this, boys? You can't keep wandering around the castle late at night."

They're not getting any answers at all. Coming here in Patchy's and Sideburns' body was a huge mistake. Merida just can't wait for everything to be over and finally prove Jack that he's wrong.