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Max's POV

We were in the car for a few hours, just talking about our summers so far and Harry had some interesting news. "Well a few days ago, a house-elf showed up in my bedroom."

"Whoa, whoa whoa, a house-elf?" Fred said. I frowned and asked, "Whats a house-elf?" The Weasley's looked at me stunned for a few minutes. "I wasn't raised by wizards, remember?" I said and they all nodded. "House-elves are like slaves. They have to serve a family pretty much they're whole lives. The only way to free a house-elf is to give them clothes."

"That sounds like cruelty!" I exclaimed. Iggy made a shut-up motion to me, and looked at Harry and said, "Why was there a house-elf in your bedroom?"

Harry started explaining how Dobby, the house-elf, appeared in his room and warned his that he would be in danger if he went back to Hogwarts "And Dobby was the one that was stopping me getting all of your letters," he finished. We all stared at him, and Fang said, "Thats strange..."

"Very strange," said Fred.

"Extremely strange," George said. Iggy opened his mouth to keep it going but I said, "Enough. Well, Harry, have you ever thought that maybe someone was trying to set you up, so you wouldn't go back to school?" Harry looked at me, then out the window. It was obvious he hadn't thought of that.

"You think he was lying to me?" Harry asked. Fred answered, "You see, house-elves have different magic then wizards, but they can't use it without their masters permission. So what I'm thinking, and what I'm sure Maxie," I scowled at my nickname and he chuckled and continued, "Is that Dobby was sent as a joke to keep the famous Harry Potter away from school. Is there anyone you can think of that would have a grudge against you?"

At the same time me, Fang, Iggy. Ron and Harry said, "Draco Malfoy."

The twins looked at each other. George said, "Is that Lucius Malfoy's son?" "Must be, it's not a really common name. Why?"

Fred frowned and muttered, "Well, old Lucius was a big supporter of You-Know-Who. And when he disappeared, he said he never wanted to follow him in the first place. Told the ministry that You-Know-Who threatened his family. Dad reckons that's a load of dung and that Lucius Malfoy was right in his inner-circle."

We've all heard these stories about the Malfoy's so this didn't surprise us at all. "Well, do the Malfoy's have a house-elf?" Iggy asked. Fred shrugged and said, "Well, whoever owns him must be really rich."

Ron looked at Harry and said, "I was getting really worried when you wouldn't answer our letters. We wrote to Hermione as well and asked her if you were talking to her and when she wrote back and said you hadn't, we started making the plan to come and get you," Ron glared at me and added in a carrying whisper in a posh accent, "Maximum wasn't in on the plan. She was there tonight when we were leaving and we had to bring her along." I glared at him and said, "Well, if you can remember correctly I didn't even want to go, Ronald." We laughed and George kept driving.

It was another few hours before we saw the sky started turning a light shade of pink. "We'll be there in another half-hour, I think," Ron said, peering over the seat to look out the window. The car started going lower and lower and I recognized where we were. It was the town closest to The Burrow, Ottery St. Catchpole. It was a really nice village, even though I was only there twice.

After another few minutes, The Burrow came into view. Harry's eyes widened when he saw it.

"TOUCHDOWN!" Iggy yelled when the car hit the gravel in The Burrow's garden. Harry was taking it all in, just like I did when I arrived here first. His eyes were wide and sparkling,and Ron was watching him, waiting to hear what Harry thought. He was always so embarrassed about being poor, but I didn't think it was that bad. The Weasley's have been getting money off the Ministry because they had officially adopted the six of us a few weeks ago. Ron's ears were slowly turning pink, and he mumbled, "It's not much."

"I think its amazing," Harry said in a dazed whisper. Ron's ears were now bright red. I smiled and we made our way to the house. I didn't even think about what would happen if Mrs Weasley would do if she woke up and we were all gone.

Fred was leading the way towards the house when the front door banged open and Mrs Weasley came marching across the yard. She had her wand in her hand and was waving it in a threatening manner. Everyone but Harry stopped in there tracks. I shared a scared look with Fred, who grinned cheekily at me and I had to bit my lip to stop myself snorting. Mrs Weasley was now standing in front of us and you could practically see the flames coming from her.

"Oh my," Fred whispered. George whimpered, "Oh, were in trouble now." Mrs Weasley's eyes snapped to George and she shrieked, "OF COURSE YOUR IN TROUBLE! I WENT IN TO CHECK ON ALL OF YOU AND YOU WERE ALL GONE! AND THEN I NOTICED THAT THE CAR WAS GONE, BUT NOW I SEE WHERE IT HAS BEEN!" Her eyes flickered to Harry, then back to us.

"Mrs Weasley, were sorry. But Harry hasn't been answering our letters, and we were getting worried about him. We should of told you where we were going. We were irresponsible and were all very sorry," I said in a gentle voice, hoping to fool her like I fooled the Whitecoats back in the School when they caught me trying to escape. But Mrs Weasley was smarter then the scientists.

"Don't you try that on me Maximum Ride," she snapped, waving her wand in front of my face. I gulped and looked down at my dirty Converse. She lectured us for another ten minutes, then laid a hand gently on Harry's shoulder and guided him to the house. If it was possible, his eyes went even bigger when he stepped inside the door.

He looked at the interesting clock on the wall. It wasn't a normal clock, but one that could tell where each family member was every minute of the day. One every hand, there was a picture of a family member and where the numbers were meant to be, there were words like, "School, Sick, Mortal Peril, Jail, Work, Travelling." The clock only came back yesterday. There were now six new hands on the clock and they each represented the flock.

Mrs Weasley started making the breakfast and she was muttering under her breath the whole time. I could hear snippets of what she was saying, like, "Could of been seen," and "Reckless and stupid." We all sat at the table, and there was an awkward silence. After a few more minutes, Mrs Weasley started loading our plates full with food. She was still muttering, "What would happen if anyone had seen them...Flying an illegal car across the country..."

"Mum, they were starving him!" George suddenly cried. Mrs Weasley's warm brown eyes softened when she looked at Harry, and although she told George to be quiet and eat his breakfast, she was smirking a bit. She gave most of the food to Harry, who didn't object and he was finished before all of us. He saw me watching him and he shrugged.

Then, there was the sound of small footsteps and Ginny, Nudge and Angel appeared at the stairs. Ginny sat next to me and blushed when Fang smirked at her. Angel sat next to Harry and she was observing him. "Your Harry Potter," she said. Her golden curls were shining in the light from the window, and she looked...well angelic. Harry smiled and said, "Yes, I am. And you must be Angel. Max talks about you a lot." Angel beamed and said, "Really? Well, she talks about you all the time. And she thinks about you a lot too."

I choked on my milk, and Ginny thumped me on the back a few times. I smiled at her and she tried not to laugh. I sneaked a look at Harry. He was blushing, but was focusing on his breakfast. After a few short minutes, everyone was finished breakfast. Iggy yawned and stretched his long arms behind him.

"Merlin, I'm tired," he said. We all nodded in agreement and Fang said, "I think I'll go sleep for a whi-"

"You will do no such thing!" Mrs Weasley snapped. We all looked at her and she said, "I want you all to go and de-gnome the garden. Not you dear, "she said, looking at Harry. "You can go to bed if you want."

"No Mrs Weasley, I think I'll help. I've never seen it done before," Harry said immediately. Mrs Weasley beamed and said, "Well, dear it is dull work but if you really want to...Hold on a minute, and I'll check what Gilderoy Lockhart knows about de-gnoming." She bustled off towards the book shelf in the corner of the sitting room. I rolled my eyes and the boys groaned, except for Harry, who was frowning.

"Mum, we don't need to listen to Lockhart to know how to de-gnome the garden. We've done it plenty of times before-" Ron started, but Mrs Weasley said, "Be quiet Ronald! Now lets see here..." She started flicking through a large book. Written across the front was Gilderoy Lockharts Guide to Household Pests. I didn't know anything about Lockhart, but I hated him from the first moment I saw one of his books.

Mrs Weasley looked lovingly at the book and whispered, "Oh, he is just amazing..." When she realized that we had heard her, she blushed so red that he face was the same colour as her hair. I smirked at Harry. He was so confused.

"Yeah hes brilliant, thats why Mum fancies him," Fred said to Harry. "Oh Fred don't be daft. Alright then if you think you know better then Gilderoy, you go out and start now then," she said and we all marched out into the garden, except for Ginny, Nudge and Angel. Harry was telling the Weasley's about how there's garden gnomes in the Muggle world too, but Ron kept saying that they were different.

We spent the next few minutes flinging gnomes over the hedge until we heard the door open and close. "Hey, guys Mr Weasley is home," Iggy said. Even though he could see now his hearing was still the same as it had been. We all ran into the house and we saw Mr Weasley standing next to Mrs Weasley, and they were talking. When they saw us coming in, Mr Weasley sat down at the table and Mrs Weasley put a plate of breakfast in front of him.

He looked very tired, as he did every time he came home after work. "It was some night, Molly. Nine raids!"

"Hey Dad, Did you get anything?" Ron asked. "All I got was a biting kettle that nearly tore off my arm," he scowled. "Why would someone make a biting kettle?" I asked. I always found the things Mr Weasley gets at work interesting. "Muggle baiting, I suppose, Max. Every time someone wants a cup of tea, the kettle bites them. And of course, who would believe someone who says their kettle is biting them?"

"So, Arthur, would the same thing apply for, I don't know...A FLYING CAR, PERHAPS?" Mrs Weasley shouted. Ginny, Nudge and Angel entered the kitchen to see what was going on. Mr Weasley looked very nervous, and was fidgeting with the buttons on his cloak. "A f-flying car, Molly? Whatever made you think of that?"

"Well, maybe the fact that five of your sons and one of your daughters-" I blushed a little when she referred to us as there children. I noticed that Fang and Iggy did as well.

"-Took that flying car of yours last night, drove it to Surrey and then back here!" she finished. Mr Weasley spluttered a little, and finally managed to say, "But dear, why would they go to Surrey?"

Mrs Weasley pointed her wand at Harry, and snapped, "Because they wanted to be bloody heroes, so they went to rescue Harry Potter from his family's house!" Mr Weasley looked at Harry for the first time and looked shocked. He stood up and shook Harry's hand. "Great to meet you, Harry. The kids have been telling us all about you, of course."

"Its great to meet you too, Mr Weasley," Harry said, smiling. Mr Weasley sat down, and was still smiling. "Well? What have you got to say about this, Arthur?" Mrs Weasley snapped. I smiled and thought about how Mrs Weasley was the kindest woman I have ever met, but she can still look like a lion when she wanted to. "Well, Molly, I do think it was very reckless, but doesn't it show how loyal they are to they're friends?" Mr Weasley said slowly and carefully.

"LOYALTY?" Mrs Weasley thundered and Fred whispered quietly, "Lets go and leave them to it." I nodded and we climbed the stairs. I followed Ron, Harry, Fang and Iggy up to Ron's attic room. Fang and Iggy shared a room next to Ron's, and Harry would be staying in Ron's room.

Ron gently eased open his bedroom door and let Harry go in first. Like before, Ron waited anxiously for Harry's verdict on the room. When Harry didn't say anything, Ron said, "I know it's small, but..."

Harry turned around and after he looked at all of us in the face, he said, "It's the best house I have ever been in." Ron's ears went red, and I beamed at Harry. He didn't know how much it meant to Ron that he said that.

We all sat on Ron's bed, just talking. As I looked at everyone's faces, I knew this was going to be a great summer.

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