Who Am I?

Chapter 7

Siriusly?

Angel POV

Max, Fang, and Iggy were all at Hogwarts, and Nudge, Gazzy, and I were supposed to stay here and spy on the Order, to see what they really wanted with us.

Mrs. Weasley came into the room we were sitting around bored. "Why are you children lazing around? Why aren't you doing anything?"

"There isn't anything to do!" Gazzy complained.

"Yeah, there's no phone, no TV, no wii, no play station, no good books, no normal magazines, no rooms without dust, not that I mind it, I mean, I sleep in trees all the time, but know that I live in a house, I would rather stay clean, you know? I mean, we could spar, but that would get boring after a while, and there are not enough people for games…" Nudge trailed off, looking uncertain. Mrs. Weasley looked confused. She probably didn't know what half the things Nudge said were.

She opened her mouth to say something when she was interrupted by this scruffy man coming into the room. "Molly! There you are. I just got back, and I could go for one of your meals right about know." He said looking hopeful.

"Oh, of course dear, I was just about to make the children something anyway." The man looked confused. "But wouldn't all the kids would be at Hogwarts by now?" "Oh, they are. These are Harry's friends." "Harry!" He looked gob smacked. "Oh, Albus didn't tell you? Forgetful old man, well, Harry turned up, but he insists on being called Fang for some reason. Dreadful name."

While the adults were chatting, I discovered two things. First, is name was Sirius, and second; "You're Fangs' godfather! He still has some family left!"

"Um, yes, but who are you and how do you know that?" "Oh, I'm Angel and I read your mind. Before you ask, no, I can't do magic. This is Nudge and my blood brother Gazzy, Max named us all, Fang's at Hogwarts with Max and Iggy, and no, we don't know what house they're in." He looked speechless. Just then Hedwig flew into the room and gave me a letter. I opened it and read it aloud.

Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel,

We have unfortunately been sorted into different houses. I'm in Gryffindor with the Weasley's and Granger. The common room place is nauseatingly red and gold, but the beds are comfortable. Max and Fang are both in Slytherin. (Lucky ducks! No pun intended.) Their colors are green and silver and they have a snake mascot, while I have a lion. This morning at breakfast, Max managed to insult half the school, (Big surprise there!) and the rest of my house found out how scary they can be. I swear this one kid peed his pants! So much for a 'brave' Gryffindor!

We begin lessons today, and I have half with Max and Fang. Should be interesting. Granger keeps insisting on leading me around like a dog because I'm blind. I swear I will kill her within the week if this continues! Well, gotta go to class, let us know how you guys are doing!

Miss you guys, lots of love and other mushy crap,

Iggy

I wonder how Iggy managed to write this? Oh well, probably something magical.

"Slytherin!" Sirius didn't look to happy about that. "My godson's a Slytherin! How did THAT happen!" Nudge grinned and ran out of the room and came back with a large photo album of the flock. We had turned it into our life story, with every painful memory included, in case something happened to us, so our story would live on.

She handed it to Sirius who mutely opened it. The first page was a picture of the flock sitting in the hawk cave grinning and laughing. Sirius almost reverently pointed to Fang and looked at Nudge. She grinned and nodded, for once not saying anything. I took the book from him and flipped it to the section with just Fang, and occasionally him and Max.

The first was of him with his wings loosely out, and was standing in a pile of blood, guts, and Eraser body parts, but they looked human (since Erasers automatically reverted back to human form in death). He was covered in blood and had a murderous expression on his face. It was gruesome, but this book was supposed to chronicle our lives, and fighting and killing was apart of it.

"Did he kill all those people?" Sirius murmured. "It would appear so." Dumbledore suddenly walks behind him, with Snape following. "We came to tell you that we have found your godson, but it seems you have already found out." His eyes were sparkling annoyingly, and I had to fight the urge to make him walk outside into incoming traffic, but I wanted to see his reaction to the pictures.

"Do you want to see a picture of Fang as a baby?" I asked angelically. At Dumbles eager nod I took the book from Sirius and flipped to another page. He was an adorable two-year-old in the picture with his wings spread out, wearing nothing but a diaper, a dirty white shirt, and his dog tags. He was sitting innocently in a dog cage sucking his thumb, (Max still doesn't let him live it down) with White Coats hovering around it.

"Would it be alright if I cast a spell to make the pictures play the memory instead of being still?" Dumbledork asked. At our unanimous nods he cast the spell and tapped the picture with his finger. Immediately the scientists came to life. One opened the cage while another attempted to drag Fang out. Fang fought hard and bit and scratched everyone he could reach, before someone came up behind him and hit his head with a heavy book. While he was unconscious, the White Coats took a few blood samples before roughly shoving him back in the cage.

Mrs. Weasley, Dumbledore, Snape, and Sirius all looked shocked and disgusted. "How can anyone possibly treat a child like that?" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed teary-eyed.

"That wasn't that bad," Nudge said "Max got it a lot worse. She was a smart mouth from creation and ever since she learned how to talk, she would insult them and stuff. So they would always do the more unstable and painful experiments on her. She got the most powers though, so that's a plus."

Dumbledore looked surprised. "So you were all telling the truth when you said you grew up in a lab?" I nodded and slipped subtly around his odd mind barriers and into his thoughts.

'Oh, poor Harry, he went through so much at a young age. At least he has us know. I just know Molly will take him in as a son, and Sirius will be a good father figure. The Weasley children will be a good influence on him; to help keep him in the light. It was slightly troubling that he was sorted into Slytherin, and that Max girl is DEFINETLY a bad influence. I'll have to try and separate those two…'

So, he thought he could separate the Flock? We'll see about that!

DUN DUN DUN! Dumbledork's trying to tear apart Max and Fang! Angel's being devious! And what's going on with Iggy in Gryffindor? Find out the next time I update! When will that be you ask? I have no freakin' clue! But never fear, I already have it written down, word for word, I'm just too lazy to type it all out.