Max POV
So, here's the deal. We are freaking bird kids with wings. Yeah, you heard me right, bird kids. 98% human, 2% bird. And our deadly enemies are mutants, also. Erasers. ½ human, ½ wolf, and 100% bloodthirsty. We are special, me and my flock. I'm Max, the leader. That emo looking dude over there is Fang, who is, surprise?EMO! Than there's Iggy, who is blind and happy. I'm more worried about him taking after Fang than the fact that he can't see the emo clothes the he is wearing. Because of Fang. Because he is ½ emo. Once again. Because of Fang. Are you getting this? IT IS ALL FANG'S FAULT! Nudge is a lean, mean, talking machine, which can be very frightening, if you haven't had the chance to acquire earplugs in your lifetime. Gazzy has something funky going on with his digestive system. We still haven't figured it out. Angel, Angel, Angel. She's adorable, sweet, and, oh yeah! Totally deadly. She can read and control minds, breathe underwater, talk to fish, change her appearance, and has a voice in her head, just like me. Gee, thanks, that makes me feel oh so special.
"Max, what have you done this time?" Fang said. That was the most words I'd heard him say since I met him in the School.
"Me too" Angel agreed.
"Me too what?" Total asked. His tail was a- whap- whap- whapping in the wind as he said this, so he had to repeat himself a grand total (tehe- pun!) of 27 and 1/3 times.
"I found us a place to stay. It's in London, England. Some old kook named Dumbly-door or something like that runs it. If the people there are as different from humans as us, we should blend in perfectly." I proudly proclaimed.
"What is it called?" Iggy asked.
"Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."