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Max Pov:

Today was relatively nice. Fang, Iggy and I were lazing around in the strawberry patch. Leaving our wings out, playing around and just well, relaxing. Yeah we have wings. When we were born we were kidnapped by evil scientist we call the school. They did experiments on us and gave us wings. See we are Avian-Human hybrids. Well after ten years of beings tested on and living in a dog crate we escaped. Leaving behind some others, but we got out and that is all that matters.

Oh by the way I'm Maximum Ride. Max for short and I'm our leader. I am tall, skinny and have dirty blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes. My wings were silver with white tips. Then there was Fang, the silent, emotionless type. He is the rock of the group, never wearing any other color but black, with his black hair, which needs a cut soon, falling messily in his onyx eyes. His wings were characteristically black, like a Ravens. Then there was Iggy. He was tall, and I mean even taller than usual, since we all had above average height for our ages. He had strawberry blond hair and deep blue eyes. His wings were gray. Because we don't know what our real age is, we like to think that we are roughly age eleven. Together we are the flock.

So as I was saying today was relatively nice. I mean there were no Erasers hunting us; by the way Erasers are bloodthirsty half man- half wolf hybrids. They aren't exactly a walk in the park if you know what I mean. Anyways, it was amazing until three owls dropped letters on us and an old man popped up out of nowhere, naturally we spring up into fighting positions with our wings spread out menacingly behind us. On further studying of the old man I realized he was just that an old man, and when I say old I mean a centuries year old man. He was ancient. I looked him up and down taking notice of every little detail. He was wearing a long blue robe with moving constellations on it, and a hat with the same design. He had long pure white hair and a beard neatly tucked into his brown belt. He also wore half-moon glasses that slipped down his slightly crooked nose.

Gradually I let down my guard and tucked my wings in against my back. I felt safe with this man, like I could trust him which is really saying something because I don't just give out my trust willy-nilly. Yes, for those of you who are wondering I did just say willy-nilly. Get over it.

"Guys drop your guard he's safe." I told the guys. The old man nodded his head slightly, and I noticed an odd sort of twinkle in his childish but wise at the same time, blue eyes. I turned my head to see that they listened to my orders like always without compliant. I smiled and motion my head for them to pick up their letters and come over to me. Again they did as I said and I picked up my letter also. "Hello, my name is Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry." He says while holding out his hand for me to shake. "Hello, I'm Max and this is Fang and Iggy." I shook his hand and motioned for the boys to do the same.

Dumbledore motioned for us to open our letters. They all looked the same so I imagine they all have the same things in them. I opened mine up and read what was inside.

Hogwarts School

Of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc, Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Ms. Ride,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Deputy Headmistress

I think I might have swayed a little because next thing I know Iggys' hands are on my back keeping me steady. "I'm a witch, and Fang and Iggy are wizards?" I mutter, and Dumbledore nods and smiles at me. "We should go get your supplies now children. Grab onto my arm." We do as he says and are transported to place he called Diagon Alley. Everything was happening so fast that my head was spinning. I felt like I was shoved into a tight tube and squeezed out.

It was amazing there. There were so many people, but I didn't feel the least bit claustrophobic. I felt like I was walking down a familiar road. We bought all of our supplies, and considering we were broke Dumbledore bought our supplies for us. Then he brought us to a pet shop. He told us we could pick a toad, cat or an owl. When we walked in I instantaneously felt sick to my stomach because of all the cages. It was horrifying, I felt so bad for the animals. In the end though, we all bought owls. I got an owl that matched my wings perfectly it was like we were made for each other. I named him Arian, it means silver in welsh. Fang named his owl Stygian, which means darkness. Finally Iggy named his owl Serenity. Fangs owl was a male and Iggys' owl was a female. Our owls matched our wings perfectly. Dumbledore then brought us to the wand shop. While we were in there he disappeared to get everything else.

Fang got his wand first it was an eleven inch oak with a manticore hair core. Iggys' wand was twelve inch oak with a unicorn hair core. My wand though was eleven inches long, made of holly and had a phoenix feather core. Mr. Ollivander said it was the sister wand to two famous people one immensely evil and the other immensely good. He told me that "The fate of your wand is determined through your actions." Finally Dumbledore took us to a train station. He told us to go to platform nine and three quarters and then apparated away.

"Hey, Max platform nine and three quarters doesn't exist." Iggy said. "Thank you, Captain Obvious." I rolled my eyes and motioned for them to follow me. As we were walking with our trunks in tow I ran smack dab into Fang? No, Fang was behind me. I looked up at this stranger to say excuse me, but then I noticed him, like really noticed him. He was slightly taller than me with messy black hair and emerald green eyes. He looked down at me and smiled sheepishly. "Do you know where platform nine and three quarters is?" we asked at the same time I blushed slightly. "Well maybe we can find it together?" we said at the same time again. Talk about creepy. We both blushed and nodded. "I'm Max and this is Iggy and Fang." I introduce them both and then smile at the ground. "I'm Harry, Harry Potter."

Harry Pov:

I ran right into this beautiful girl and her name is Max. She was slightly smaller than me, has dirty blond hair and had gorgeous chocolate brown eyes. Then she said two other names and I realized that there were two boys behind her. One who kind of looked like me except he was way tanner and had onyx eyes. I'm guessing that he was Fang. The other looked friendlier, although he was slightly glaring at me. He was taller than me and had strawberry blond hair and blue eyes. So we set off to find the platform Fang and Iggy behind me and Max. At that moment a group of people passed just behind them and he caught a few words of what they were saying.

"- Packed with Muggles, of course -"

I swung round, and motioned for the others to follow me, which they did hesitantly. The speaker was a plump woman who was talking to four boys, all with flaming red hair. Each of them was pushing a trunk like mine in front of them - and they had an owl.

Heart hammering, I pushed my cart after them. They stopped and so did I, just near enough to hear what they were saying.

"Now, what's the platform number?" said the boys' mother.

"Nine and three-quarters!" piped a small girl, also red-headed, who was holding her hand, "Mom, can't I go... "

"You're not old enough, Ginny, now be quiet. All right, Percy, you go first."

What looked like the oldest boy marched toward platforms nine and ten. I watched, careful not to blink in case I missed it - but just as the boy reached the dividing barrier between the two platforms, a large crowd of tourists came swarming in front of him and by the time the last backpack had cleared away, the boy had vanished.

"Fred, you next," the plump woman said.

"I'm not Fred, I'm George," said the boy. "Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?"

"Sorry, George, dear." The plump woman apologized.

"Only joking, I am Fred," said the boy, and off he went. His twin called after him to hurry up, and he must have done so, because a second later, he had gone - but how had he done it?

Now the third brother was walking briskly toward the barrier he was almost there - and then, quite suddenly, he wasn't anywhere.

There was nothing else for it.

"Excuse me," I said to the plump woman.

"Hello, dear," she said. "First time at Hogwarts? Ron's new, too."

She pointed at the last and youngest of her sons. He was tall, thin, and gangling, with freckles, big hands and feet, and a long nose.

"Yes," I said. "The thing is - the thing is, we don't know how to -"

"How to get onto the platform?" she said kindly, and I nodded.

"Not to worry," she said. "All you have to do is walk straight at the barrier between platforms nine and ten. Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, that's very important. Best do it at a bit of a run if you're nervous. Go on, go now before Ron."

"Err - okay," I said.

I pushed my trolley around and stared at the barrier. It looked very solid.

I started to walk toward it. People jostled me on their way to platforms nine and ten. I walked more quickly. I was going to smash right into that barrier and then I'd be in trouble - leaning forward on my cart, I broke into a heavy run - the barrier was coming nearer and nearer – I wouldn't be able to stop - the cart was out of control – I was a foot away –I closed my eyes ready for the crash -

It didn't come... I kept on running... I opened my eyes. A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform packed with people. A sign overhead said Hogwarts Express, eleven O'clock. I looked behind me and saw a wrought-iron archway where the barrier had been, with the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters on it, I did it. Then the boy, Ron came behind him and then Iggy and then Fang and finally the plump woman, Ginny and the man. The one person who didn't come through was Max.

"Guys where's Max?" I asked quite nervously. Just then she came running through the barrier. Then she tripped and lost control of the cart. Fang grabbed the runaway cart and I caught Max just before she fell. I helped her to her feet, but she still held onto me as if her life depended on it. She looked so pale it was like she saw a ghost. She wouldn't even look at me. The guys put our luggage and owls in an empty compartment and we all sat down.

"Max, are you all right?" I asked her tentatively. She shook her head and I looked at the guys for help. Iggy immediately sat next to her and pulled her into his lap while they muttered furiously at each other. Then he paled and looked at Fang. He only said one word, "Erasers…" Max was still in Iggy's arms and I watched her small body being cradled by his large frame, while Iggy explained everything to me. When Iggy finished he moved max over to the other side and sat her back down in his lap running his hand through her hair.

Then Ron came in and asked if he could sit in this compartment because everywhere else was full. We nodded and he sat next to me. We all got to know each other better and Max fell asleep with her head on Iggy's chest.

A little while later, a girl with bushy brown hair swept into the compartment and asked if we had seen a toad. We shook our heads no and she told us that we should get changed into our robes. Iggy woke Max up and told her to get changed into her robe and she went down to the girls' washroom to change. The guys and I all got changed in the compartment. I looked around and noticed we were all wearing tailored robes except for Ron who was wearing hand-me-downs. He looked a bit uncomfortable. Then Max walked into the compartment in her school robes which were slightly form-fitting. She sat down in between me and Iggy and leaned on Iggys shoulder. She still looked pale and so fragile that I thought if I just reached out and touched her she would shatter. For the rest of the ride Max and Iggy were whispering to each other. I don't know why, but I wish I were him right about now.