Chapter One-Random people show up at our door
We don't own this.
We were sleeping like babies in our stolen cottage when I heard a knock on the door and we all jumped up out of bed, interrupted. The flock was up and ready to fight, drowsy maybe, but ready. The knock came again and I approached the door. After a while of standing by to see if they would leave us be, but no! They stood out in the rain for a couple more minutes before I decided to let them in, or kick their butts out from under the patio.
I open the door to see an old man who had a resemblance to that dude from King Arthur named Merlin and a boy around my age with black hair, round glasses and a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. The man was wearing a purple cloak.
"Hello! We are here t-" I kick the boy in the place that boys do not like being kicked in. And raised my eye brows, his face turned purple the color of the man's cloak, and said; "what where you saying?" holding back laughter because he was now soaking wet and rain pouring down on his head.
"Hello Maximum," Ok, he knows my name. Is he a stalker or something? "We are here to have you join a school in London, for people who are different."
"I've got a few things. One, who are you? Two, are you a stalker? Three, no offence but how old are you? Four, well naw dur were different!"
"One, I'm Albus Dumbledore. Two, no. Three, I will not answer that. I'm in my late ninety's. Four, yes I know your different. But also in another way."
"I've got another question for you, I'm special in a lot of ways, so what special do you mean?"
"You'reawitchMax." The boy said, trough grunts and holding his crotch.
"Wait, what?" I said, extremely surprised/annoyed and looked behind me at the faces of my flock, who also looked confused.
This is our first crossover. The name of chapter two is 'Explanations.' Keep reading! To be continued...