Hello there. This is my second fanfic that I've posted and this one will be longer than an oneshot. I'm not sure how long though. Thanks for reading. All of this takes place after MAX in the Maximum Ride series and Deadly Hollows in the Harry Potter series. Sorry if there is any OOC. I tried.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Maximum Ride. If I did than I would lock Fang up and never let him go.

Chapter 1: Fe- Fi- Fo- Thumb I Smell the Blood of a Avian American

Allow me to say this, England is a terrible place to fly in. (A/N Sorry to anyone who lives in England. I'm writing this based on what I've heard of England's air.) Especially if there is a lot of smog you can easily get lost in. That is what happened to us. We were in London with the CSM when they told us our next destination was just north of us so the Flock decided to just fly there ourselves instead of just driving there with everyone else. We didn't like the idea of being squished in tiny square metal boxes with others. Well on the way there we got caught between two black layers of smog. So for a long time now we've been flying between the two black layers where we can't see the sky or the ground. We have no idea how far along we've gone along now. We know we're going north because of our internal compasses, we just don't know where we are.

You've probably thought by now why we don't just fly through the smog; well let me tell you it's not fun flying through smog. Fang learned that the hard way. When you fly through smog you're pretty much breathing in water mixed with smoke. And with our strong lungs and air sacs that's not the greatest feeling in the world.

Another reason we don't fly through it is because we don't know how wide it is and we can easily accidentally fly into a plane or a tall building and it's not fun running into hard things in the sky.

So here we were flying through open space between two layers of black stuff.

"Maaaax! When is this smog going to end? I'm getting tired. I'm also hungry! I wish we had gone with the others in the car. I hate this smog. Why do you think they call it smog? Why don't they call it foke? Who are they anyway? I want-"

"Nudge! Stop it! We all get it. Now stop before I go insane." Iggy thankfully stopped her rambling.

"Nudge, sweetie, I don't know when this smog will eng. It should sooner or later though. We're all tired and hungry. Just hang on a little longer." I tried. She pouted at Iggy and me.

We flew on for another hour looking for a way to get out of this trap. Just when I was beginning to think we should take the chance of flying through the smog the end came into view. Hallelujah. Soon the younger ones were racing towards the end in order to get out faster.

"Come on Gazzy! You can go faster than that!" Angel taunted.

"Oh, I'll get you!"

"No, I'm going to get you!" Iggy shouted.

Fang flew up to my side. "They seem to have gotten their energy back real fast."

He nodded. "Wonder where that energy was an hour ago when they began complaining." Fang's lip quirked a little; his version of a chuckle.

He got a serious look on his face then. "What? What's wrong?" He looked at me straight in the eye. I felt my heart double its rate and dread filled my stomach. What could possibly be wrong now, that caused him to get that look on his face?

The next thing I know his wing came down on mine hard making me lose balance there for a second. Then he was shooting off in the air. "Tag, you're it," he shouted at me.

It took my brain a few seconds to catch up to what just happened. "Hey! Come back here jerk!" I took off after him with my super speed

I chased after him in a straight line until we reached the end of the smog when he went straight down making me go down as well. When I realized we were heading straight down with Fang having having ho intention of turning upwards again I slowed down to my normal speed.

I saw Fang land with only a little of stumbling. I stumbled onto the ground a minute after him and I almost stumbled straight into his back but I was able to stop myself in time. And just as I was able to stand up straight Fang swung around so fast that I didn't see him move at all and wrapped his arms around me causing me jump in surprise and make both of us fall down the hill that we were at the top of. When we stopped at the bottom we landed with me landing right on top of him; both of us are laughing our heads off at this point.

"Ow. Have you been eating rocks again?" I slapped him on the arm for that. "Ok, ok." He had a smirk on his face that said other wise. Out of pure reflex I leaned down and gave him a peck on the lips. Of course Fang wouldn't leave it at that. He reached up and grabbed the back of my neck forcing me to deepen the kiss. Of course I wasn't complaining.

"Ew, gross, kissy faces."

"I'm going blind! I'm going blind! Oh, wait, I'm already blind."

"Hey! You two are only fifteen. You may look and act like adults, but you're not. So no kissing!" That last comment was from Total.

I leaned up onto my elbows and looked over my shoulder while still lying on Fang, who now had his hands on my waist. "If you don't like it, look the other way." I leaned down and continued kissing Fang. Behind us we could still hear a bunch of giggling noises and complaints.

Pulling away and sighing in annoyance, I got up off from Fang and then helped him up. Looking up into his eyes I saw the barest hint of him asking for more.

I turned away, giving my back and surveyed our surroundings. I heard a slight growl from behind me.

This is when I noticed where we were for the first time. We seem to have landed in a clearing among the inside of a forest. But the forest seems strange. It was really dark and thick. I could even swear I can feel something evil in it. I can't tell what it is but this forest is giving me the hibbie-gibbies.

"What is the deal with this forest? It's giving me the creeps." I nodded in agreement with Nudge.

We were all looking around; stretching our senses trying to tell what was out there. Angel came up to my side and grabbed my hand. I squeezed back in reassurance. I felt Fang come up behind and put his hand on my shoulder; looking around, searching for any signs of danger. I looked over at Iggy to see if he could hear anything since his ears were the sharpest. When I went to open my mouth he held up his hand ah if to tell me to be quiet. How does he do that?

Iggy turned his head concentrating. I paid attention to the direction he was tilting his head at. At first I couldn't hear or see anything that I heard it. I heard the thump, thump, thump. And it was getting louder.

I started pulling the younger ones behind me and we all took up fighting stances. As it started getting closer I began to see what it was. It looked like a bulgy man. But from what I could see, this man was tall. Okay…we're up against a really tall guy.

As it got closer I noticed it kept getting bigger and bigger. It wasn't until it was twenty feet away that I really considered what was right in front of me and that I hadn't ordered for the flock to fly away yet.

The so called man I say was about thirty feet tall, and was as wide as Fang's and mines wings spread wide with our fore feathers touching. His skin was a green-grey color and he had black hair on his head.

"Max!" Fang shouted at me.

Thanks to my frozen brain at this giants height, I hadn't notice it reach out towards me until it had grabbed me at the waist and lifted me into the air as if holding a Barbie doll.

Great. Max the living Barbie doll for a giant.