The wind rushed through my hair, making it fly in all different directions. Soaring up in the sky- you will never know another thing like it. I looked over at Iggy and Gazzy; they were silently conversing. Yet again, an evil plan to possibly blow up a whole state. Buuuuut... WE AREN'T IN THE USA NO MORE! A/N: I love big letters... SIGH! We had traveled on British Airlines over to England. Thanks to our minding reading- and controlling- little ball of sunshine! I swear, if the terrorists ever bomb Big Ben, they'll have to deal with me! Just imagine the ominous music. I heard a quiet giggle from somewhere above me. I looked up and Angel glanced down at me innocently.
Reading my mind- AGAIN! I screamed inwardly, but it was directed at Angel. It did no good through. She just laughed harder. Nudge, as always, began laughing too. Dang that Angel! I slid a quick glance at Fang, who was as usual moping about. An expressionless day. We were flying in the country side, somewhere. I swooped down suddenly and opened my wings letting them catch the air, pulling me forward.
I dove down again, but, unfortunately, the wind didn't catch me. I just kept plummeting down. It was peaceful- well for about a minute. I enjoyed my last seconds of life, singing quietly to myself.
I've got my sight set on you and I'm ready to aim,
I have a heart that will never be tamed,
The last time I FREAKED out,
I just kept looking down,
I st-st-stuttered when you asked me what I'm thinkin' about,
Felt like I couldn't breath,
You asked what's wrong with me,
My best friend-
I pondered on this for second. Who was my 'best friend'? Well, I'll just say Nudge because- you know- she talks soooo much.
My best friend Nudge says "Oh she's just being Max-y"
My wings brushed the branches of the trees. I looked around wildly. Man, these trees were spread out, I thought to myself. Then, everything went black...
I woke up in this odd house. It seemed really quite small and the roof was thatched. A girl with extremely bushy hair- and when I say 'extremely' I mean, That thing could cause some major traffic (and not in a good way) - was staring down at me, her huge brown eyes filled with pure wonder. She reminded me of someone I had read about, but I had drawn a blank. After I realized that nothing really had happened, I jack-knifed up and looked around for the nearest exit, absorbing my surroundings. It really was strange. There was a boy with weird glasses, brown messy hair and a huge lightening scar; a boy with red hair and freckles, who was freakishly tall; a girl was there, obviously the red-head's sister, but much prettier; another pretty girl that had long black hair, freckles and brilliant blue eyes; a rather pudgy boy with a... toad (?) and a hugely tall man, big both ways.
"Hello? Do you speak English?" the Red-Headed Boy asked stupidly. I narrowed my eyes menacingly at him.
"Of course I speak English," I spat at him and he backed up into his sister, who threw him away. And glared at him. I like this girl, she was tough. Lightening Boy, as I call him, stayed rooted to his spot, but spoke up.
"My name is Harry," he said bravely. A bell ringed in my head. How was that familiar?
The Red-Headed girl took a step forward, being the only one to come near me. "Hi there, I'm Ginny. Don't mind my brother," she leaned a little closer. "He's naturally a baby," I grinned. Then- Ginny? Where was that from?
Then the Blue-Eyed Girl came up. "Hi I'm Jill A/N: I made her up! Don't bother with those boys," her gaze flickered over them momentarily. "They are just a bunch of sexist pigs," I grinned again and so did she. "Harry," now she was whispering "has liked this girl forever and she liked him back, but, sadly, they hate each other! See what I mean? But 'Toad Man' is okay," I nodded. Suddenly I did a double-take. How did she know that I called that kid 'Toad Man'? "It's okay, Max, I'm just like Angel," my eyes widened then shrunk back to their normal size. Great, I though, Another Angel! I broke from my thoughts and narrowed my eyes again, not letting my guard down again.
Bushy Hair took a chance, then. "I'm Hermione," she said and then pointed at Red-Headed Boy, "He's Ron," and then to Toad Man, "that's Neville," and to finish off, she pointed at the 'large' man- which is a totally underestimate- and said "This is Hagrid," I didn't nod or anything, but my gaze flickered past each person. Neville seemed really scared of me and satisfaction rose in my chest and then I felt a sudden guiltiness.
Ginny looked at me. "So..." she didn't seem to know the words "What's your name?" I considered this for a moment. None of them looked like an Eraser; all too young and none of them were good-looking enough. Not that I find an unmorphed-Eraser good -looking, just that no one here was attractive- to me. I never really find anyone attractive as you probably know.
"I'm Max," I said after a long and awkward pause. I knew Jill had learned that by reading my mind, but still I felt the need to say it to the people that didn't, or couldn't, read my mind. Ginny smiled and I could tell she liked my name. Everyone did. Everyone except me. I glanced at the window, worriedly. Where was the flock?