Disclaimer: I do not own either Maximum Ride or Harry Potter.

Somehow Maximum Ride time and Marauders time has become the same, mainly because I got bored with the trio and everything. Set after Max and in the Marauders era.

Chapter 1: School for the Mentally Impaired Who Believe They can do Magic (Max's POV)

'So, Max. Any idea how to get to,' Fang paused, and looked at his letter, 'Diagon Alley?'

'None. This is not going to be fun.' I replied. We were going to a special school for special people. I had the weirdest feeling that this wasn't going to be good. I kept walking, hoping to see a sign or something, when I ran into, yes, literally ran into, a boy. He had longish black hair, kind of like Fang's, and he seemed to know where he was going.

'Oops! I'm sorry, didn't see you there.' He grinned at me, and helped me up. 'I'm Sirius.'

'Well, that's just helpful! You're serious! I'm serious too!' I snapped.

'No, my name is Sirius. S-i-r-i-u-s.' He spelt it out for me.

'Oh.' I blushed. 'Sorry. Say, do you know where Diagon Alley is?'

'Yeah. Right this way.'

-o-o-o-o-

Moments later, me, my flock, and Sirius were in Diagon Alley. I still hadn't told Sirius my name, but I don't think he noticed. He dragged us all from shop to shop, getting our books, and robes, and everything.

'Okay, last stop!' Sirius said, painfully cheerful. 'Wands!'

'Great.' I muttered. Nudge was high, and blabbering nonsense that I was ignoring. Fang said nothing, surprisingly. Iggy was listening to Nudge, and Gazzy and Angel were sulking about not being old enough to go. I rolled my eyes.

'Here we are! Oh, and by the way, I forgot to ask, how come I never saw you before, because she's' he pointed at Nudge, 'Is starting first year, and you're all older than her, so how come you never went to Hogwarts before?'

'Long story. I'll tell you one day.' Maybe. I added in my mind.

'Okay. This is Olivander's. In you go.'

-o-o-o-o-

We entered the wand shop. A man greeted us. 'Ah, hello there. Welcome to my wand shop.'

Me, Fang, Iggy, and Nudge stepped forward. 'We need wands.' I said, pointing out the obvious.

'Okay, why don't you go first?' he asked me. 'Hold out your wand arm.' I held up my right arm, and a tape measure whirled its way over, and started measuring. Freaky much.

Olivander pulled a box off the shelf. 'Try this one. 12 inches, ebony with veela hair.' I took the stick. It was immediately snatched away. I raised my eyebrow. Okay, this was weird... 'Eleven inches, willow with unicorn hair.' I took a slightly shorter stick. Confetti-like stuff spilled out of it. 'Good, good! Nice wand, that one. Good for charms and transfiguration.' Olivander told me. 'That one's yours. Now you.' He pointed at Fang.

-o-o-o-o-

Several minutes later, we had our wands. Fang's was twelve inches, oak with unicorn hair. Iggy's was fourteen inches, yew and dragon heartstring. Nudge's was ten inches, oak with veela hair. Angel and Gazzy didn't have wands. This school was starting to sound like a school for the mentally impaired who believe they can do magic. Either way, I didn't want to go.

Sirius was waiting for us, along with a short blonde boy.

'Hi. I'm Peter. Peter Pettigrew.' The boy introduced himself.

'Nice meeting you. I'll see you later!' Sirius said, walking away.

'Well. What do we do now?' I asked.

'We've got everything, so we can go.' Fang said.

'Up and away.' I replied, smiling.

-o-o-o-o-

Two days later, we were at King's Cross Station. I looked around for a platform labeled '9 3/4' but I couldn't see one. I frowned.

'Uh, guys? Anyone see platform 9 3/4?' I asked. Fang shook his head.

'No. But then again, I can't see the other platforms!' Iggy said. I rolled my eyes.

'I'm rolling my eyes, Iggy.' I told him. He had a right to know.

'Well,' Nudge piped up. I nearly moaned. 'There's Peter Pettigrew. We could ask him.' Ooh, finally. A decent idea. I walked up to him.

'Hey, Peter.' I said, in what I hoped was an open and friendly voice.

'H-h-hi.' he stuttered. Apparently my oh-so-friendly-and-nice voice wasn't so friendly and nice.

'Could you help us get on to platform 9 3/4. We just transferred to Hogwarts.' I said, trying to make my voice more friendly. Fang smirked at my efforts.

'Oh. Um, okay, sure. You just walk through this wall-pole thing here, and then you're through.' he said, pointing at said wall-pole thing. 'I'll show you.' He ran into, no wait, through, the wall-pole thing. Fang raised an eyebrow. My mouth had fallen open.

'Anyone mind explaining?' Iggy asked irritably.

'Oh, uh.' I stumbled. I should probably not tell him about the wall-pole thing, just tell him to walk forward. 'Just walk straight forward, Ig. We're right behind.' Iggy paused, then shrugged, and went through the wall-pole thing. I followed, then Nudge, then Fang.

-o-o-o-o-

I looked around. I saw a red train, the Hogwarts Express, and people. Amazing, huh?

'Hey!' I turned to see Sirius and Peter wave. 'Over here!' Sirius called. We walked over.

'Hi.' I said lamely.

'Hi again, uh, what did you say your name was?' Peter asked.

'Max.' I figured it was best to not tell him that I was so paranoid I hadn't said my name.

'Max.' Peter repeated. 'I don't remember anyone else's name, either.' He blushed.

'Fang.' Fang said.

'I'm Nudge!' Nudge said with a cheesy grin on her face.

'I'm Iggy.' Iggy said.

'Oh, right!' Peter blushed some more. I felt kind of guilty, decieving him like this. Sirius was looking at me funny, but he seemed to dismiss it. Good.

We walked into the compartment Sirius led us to. There was only one person there, a boy with sandy blonde hair, who was staring absently out the window.

'Hey, Remus.' Sirius said, and the boy turned, revealing four jagged scars running down his left cheek. I stepped back, surprised. I would've thought that people here had magical healers get rid of scars. The boy, Remus, touched his hand to his cheek self-conciously, and blushed slightly.

'Hi.' I said. 'I'm Maximum Ride. Max, for short. And this is Fang, Iggy, and Nudge.' My attempt to be cheerful and friendly was pretty silly.

'Remus Lupin.' the boy said, with a small smile.

We stepped in, and sat down. I was facing Fang, with Peter and Iggy next to me. Nudge was next to Iggy, and looking out the window.

'Hi! I was wondering where you were! Who are the newcomers?' a boy with messy black hair asked.

'James!' Peter leapt up, and in a massive show of PDA, hugged the taller boy.

'I'm Max.' I said.

'Fang.'

'Iggy.'

'Nudge!'

'I'm James. Potter.' James added his last name as almost an afterthought, and smiled at us, a real genuine smile. If I was careless, I could get used to those! James dumped his stuff, and sat next to Fang, who was next to Sirius, who was next to Remus.

'Hey, Evans!' James called as a red haired girl walked past. 'Come see the newbies!' I blushed at being called a newbie. The redhead stopped, and came to say hello.

'I'm Lily Evans.'

'Max.'

'Fang.'

'Iggy.'

'Nudge!'

'Nice to meet you.' Lily smiled, another genuine smile! She started walking away.

'Evans.' James said.

'What, Potter?' she snapped.

'Go out with me?'

'No.'

-o-o-o-o-

'Firs' years, this way!' A man's booming voice called. I gently pushed Nudge towards the voice.

'See you later.' I said, and hugged her quickly. She smiled at me, and hugged the others before running off. She turned back oen last time, waved, and disappeared.

'Come on.' James pulled me. 'No use staring. You'll see her later.' I nodded.

We were off to Hogwarts School for the Mentally Impaired Who Believed They can do Magic.