DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR MAXIMUM RIDE
The evening that Harry and Dumbeldore were to arrive everyone was awake. No one wanted to sleep. Ginny and her mom got into a fight but Ginny ended up winning so she, along with all the other kids were sitting in the living room. Iggy, Gazzy and Ron were talking about Quidditch. Hermione, Nudge and Ginny were doing a quiz in the Quibbler, a wizarding magazine. Angel and Total were sitting in front of the fire talking about something or other. I was sitting beside Nudge, but I wasn't paying attention really. I got up and went to the kitchen where Mrs. Weasley, and Tonks were sitting at the table drinking tea.
"Hey Tonks, Mrs. Weasley." I said as I sat down across from Tonks. Mrs. Weasley was standing near the door.
"Max, are you sure you wouldn't rather put your flock to bed. Dumbeldore and Harry might not be here till the morning." Mrs. Weasley asked.
"No, Molly you've asked them that every ten minutes. Give her a break." Tonks said.
"Yes, you're right, Tonks you should really talk to Remus." She said.
"What about him?" I asked. The two women looked at each other. Tonks sighed.
"I like Remus but he says I deserve some one whole, and younger." Tonks said. She shook her head. "He doesn't get it. I want him." I didn't get a chance to say anything cause there was a knock on the door.
"Who's there?" Mrs. Weasley asked nervously. "Declare yourself!"
"It is I, Dumbledore, bringing Harry." An old voice said. Mrs. Weasley opened the door right away. In the doorstep stood an old, tall man and a 16-year-old boy. I figured that the old man was no other than Albus Dumbledore. Dumbledore was tall, with long white hair that he tucked into his belt. He was wearing purple robes with a matching wizarding hat. His face showed knowledge and age. His sparkly, piercing blue eyes looked out at me from half moon glasses, which sat on his long crooked noise. He must of broken it somewhere.
Harry was a few inches shorter than, Fang or I. He was skinny, but like Ron he was fit but not too fit. He had wild black hair, with a lightening bolt scar clearly visible through his mane of hair. He was wearing a white t-shirt, with a blue jacket and plain, really baggy jeans. He had bright green eyes, and circular glasses.
"Harry dear. Gracious Albus, you gave me a fright you said not to expect you till morning!" Mrs. Weasley said.
"We were lucky." said Dumbledore, ushering Harry over the threshold. "Slughorn provided much more persuadable then I had expected Harry's doing, of course. Ah, hello Nymyadora!" Dumbledore said. He turned and looked at me. "And you must be Miss. Maximum Ride." Harry hadn't seen me yet but now he did.
"It's just Max Professor." I said.
"Oh yes, Harry this is Max. She and her ... friends came here almost a week ago. And they'll be staying with us for a while longer." Mrs. Weasley said smiling.
"Well I must be leaving. Harry, Molly, Max, Professor good night." Tonks said.
"Dear why don't you come for dinner, Remus and Mad-Eye are coming?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Maybe." She said, flashing us a smile. I watched as Tonks made her way past Harry and Dumbledore, and dissipated a few paces from the door. There was a brief awkward silence.
"Max, would you please lead us to your flock." Dumbledore said.
"Sure," I said, getting up. Mrs. Weasley, Harry and Dumbledore followed me into the sitting room where the flock, Ginny, Ron and Hermione were. We all sat down in silence.
"Well, there are certainly more of you than I expected. You must be the second in command." Dumbledore said motioning to Fang.
"Yah, I'm Fang. This is Iggy, he's 15 like Max and me except he's blind. Nudge, she's 12 and Angel and The Gasman. She's 7 and he's 9, they're the only flock members that are actually related." Fang said.
"Hey, forget about me?!?!" Total said. Hermione and Ginny jumped. Harry and Ron stared. Luckily Mrs. Weasley had left the room to get some tea for everyone.
"You can talk?" Ginny asked. He gave her a death glare and huffed.
"Yes, can you?" He said.
"Oh yah, this is Total, our dog." I said. I thought I heard Total mumble something like 'dog', but I couldn't be sure.
"Max." Dumbledore said. "I need you to tell me everything about your flock."
Now, I don't think that anybody outside of the flock, and maybe you guys reading, knows our entire story. So when Dumbledore asked us to 'tell him everything about my flock' it was only natural for me to freeze. Fang, who was sitting beside me, reached over and squeezed my hand, encouragingly.
"Its a long story." I said.
"Max. It is very important that you tell me everything. Anything could be important as to why Voldemort is so interested in you and your flock. He doesn't send two dozen Death Eaters to go and deal with 6 underage, and untrained witches wizards driving muggle cars down the highway." Dumbledore said with a smile.
"Fine but get comfortable, its really long." I said. I then started to tell our story.
Sorry it's such a short chapter. I'm going away for the weekend so I'll update on Monday night or Tuesday.