To the confused people out there, I'm pretty sure some birds do hibernate, sorry anyways, It was just a random comment. They got into England by you know just picking a random place to hang out, and checking if the schools have been picking up the pieces and starting again, so there really on a break sort of thing.

Max pov

It was 2hours later when Ron Hermione and Harry fished the story, and my god, they'd been through almost as much as what we had! Id already told them pretty much everything about the flocks lives too, except for addresses and such, or…private info.

"Bloody hell!" Ron said again. I was figuring out by now that it was pretty much all he says.

"The headmaster's going to want to see you" Harry said. I nodded, looking back out the window. The flock was going to be worried.

Hey Jeb? I thought, mentally reaching out,you there?

Yes maximum

Is there anyway you could send a message to the flock telling them I'm alright?

I should be able too

Thanks

"Max?" I was pulled out of my little conversation by someone waving their hand in my face.

"max you okay?" it was Harry, I nodded.

We were heading through the corridor, for the headmasters office.

"Snoghout truffles" Harry said to two large gargoyle statues in front of us. They sprung aside, revealing a staircase.

"Come in! I've been expecting you!" a voice said from inside the heavy wood and iron doors at the top. I opened the door and the four of us entered. There was an old man with half moon spectacles sitting at a beautifully carved desk.

"Hello, Harry, Ron, Hermione" he said, nodding at the trio. "And who might this be?" he asked.

"Max" I said, sticking out my hand. He shook it firmly, for an old guy, he sure is strong.

"Hello max, my name is albus Dumbledore. You are not a student at Hogwarts, how did you get on the grounds?" he said, an eyebrow raised.

"Umm, I kind of flew here" I said shifting nervously from foot to foot.

"Flew?" he confirmed. I nodded, and reluctantly spread my wings a little. Ahh, it felt so good to stretch my muscles after holding them tight against my back for so long. He looked at my wings, the white and brown flecked feathers glinting slightly. The look in his eyes was one of wonder and the glint in his eye looked like a child at Christmas.

"I'm guessing no charm or spell gave you those wings?" he said, looking me straight in the eye. I shook my head. He gestured for me to go over to him. I walked over and stood in front of his desk, noticing the strange ornaments littering the room. There was a bunch of painting on the wall, they were all whispering behind their hands to one another. Dumbledore got up from his desk and picked an old hat of a shelf behind him. Plonking it on the table he sat back down.

"That would be the sorting hat, I'm sure Harry told you what it does, please put it on your head." He said, nodding towards the hat. I felt incredibly ridiculous as I placed it on my head.

'Secrets, so many secrets' a voice said, and I looked around wildly. There was a laugh; 'up here' it was the hat! Ooooh so that's what Harry was talking about. I relaxed and listened. 'hmm, you have been through many things maximum. You are a true leader. Brave, loyal, smart, witty, funny, caring, all the characteristics of an ideal leader.' It said, and paused. 'If it was up to me, and you indeed did go to this school, I would choose, GRYFFINDOR!' It yelled the last part, sounding pleased. I looked over at Dumbledore, who nodded smiling, and removed the hat from my head.

"You looked like a Gryffindor!" Ron exclaimed grinning. I smiled, looking back over at Dumbledore.

"Come," he said, pointing to a mini staircase leading up to a small platform. I followed him to a perch, where a great golden bird was sitting. I gasped, it was beautiful. Dumbledore picked the bird up and it hopped on his arm.

"This is Fawkes" Dumbledore said, stroking the golden bird softly. "He happens to be a phoenix" I smiled; reaching out I stroked the feathers on his back.

You feel different human

I jumped back in surprise. Where was that voice coming from?! It was in my head, but not Jeb, it sounded…musical, a beautiful sound.

Thankyou, I'm Fawkes. The bird in front of you

I blinked stupidly. Fawkes! Wow.

You are not entirely human are you? You don't feel human.

Ouch. No, I'm 2 bird, I was raised in a lab, they seemed to like playing mix'n'match with DNA. I thought, shivering at the thought of the school.

That would explain it, so your name is Max? I nodded at the bird, stroking it again.

Umm, I hate to be rude, but could you scratch a little lower? I smiled, and scratched just between his wings.

Ahhhhh, thank you. You don't know how long I have been itching that.

That's funny, the flock, which is a group of part bird humans I hang out with, they always like being scratched or rubbed, there too.

Uhh, you might want to acknowledge the others Fawkes said in my head.

I turned around,

"Max!" it was Harry.

"What" I said "I was just talking to Fawkes" I turned back to the bird, stroking it again

"Don't be stupid max, and stop zoning out! It's terribly annoying!" Hermione said, shaking her head.

"What do you mean? Talking to Fawkes?" Dumbledore said.

"He was asking me about my DNA and asking me to scratch his itch" I said, confused.

"You're joking right?" Ron said. I shook my head, they'd lost me.

Ignorance Fawkes said this time out loud.

"See?" I said, gesturing to Fawkes. He had moved his mouth, they must have heard.

"He just said 'ignorance'" I said, puzzled. It was Hermione's turn to be confused.

"He just made weird noises" she said.

Normal humans cant speak the language of the birds Fawkes said in my head.

"Great!" Ron said, throwing his hands in the air "a Parsle-tongue and a bird-tongue! What's next?!"

"You mean you can understand what Fawkes is saying?" Dumbledore said. I nodded.

"students, max, come with me. We're going on a field trip" he said.