Hey sorry I haven't posted lately. I've been doing my makeup work. Don't ask. Well here it is. I haven't done enough in Harry's POV so I'm going to make this one as long as possible. Oh yeah and I don't own either of these fabulous series. Their authors do.

Onward! (:

Harry was excited and slightly disappointed. He'd rather hoped that Fang and the Flock would have come by now, but, he reasoned they probably had gotten into trouble again. Apparently, they got into extremely odd dangerous situations more often than he did. The Weasleys were coming to pick him up that day. They'd somehow managed to get their hands on six more tickets. It probably had something to do with the money Harry gave them. *Maybe they will show up. After all he did promise.*

Just then somebody knocked on the door. Well, banged is more like it. Harry ran down the stairs three at a time, opened the door and was ambushed by six bodies. "What in the blazes is going on down there?!" Uncle Vernon groaned. The blonde- haired blue- eyed six year old he knew to be Angel said, "We're here to see Harry, Mr. Dursely!" He ran down the stairs as fast as his gargantuan body could carry him, but as soon as he locked eyes with Angel he slowed down. "What do you want with that bit of scum?" he asked kindly. He saw the rest of the Flock roll their eyes.

Angel glared, "He's not scum, he's Fang's brother!" she hissed angrily and crossed her arms with the other two female Flock members. Harry knew the black one was Nudge, so the other one must be Max. Harry chuckled as Max turned her famous death glare on his uncle "You dare insult my boyfriend's twin brother!" she screeched angrily. He saw that the Flock was ever so slowly backing away except for Fang who just stood there with raised eyebrows as Vernon noticed him for the first time. The expression on his face was hilarity at its finest. The entire Flock laughed with Harry.

They all were rolling on the floor laughing when the first shout was heard. Immediately, Max jumped up, nostrils flaring, and motioned for him to stay where he was. They entered the living room where the shout had been heard. "Harry, why are there people in your fireplace?" Nudge asked quizzically. Harry grinned. "Don't kill them, they're the ones taking us to the Quidditch World Cup." He yelled and pushed past the yet again dumbstruck Dursleys.

Dudley hadn't even left his room since Harry had shown him his wings. He'd woken up still lying on his floor to Dudley's yelp. "What's gotten your panties in a bunch?" He'd teased. Dudley was the rudest cousin anyone could ever have. "W-w-wing-g-g-s…" was all he'd said and that immediately dissipated a of Harry's doubts. He really had seen his parents and his twin brother! Fang was really going to come. He had family. His wings were sparkly silver which he didn't fail to notice was the exact opposite of Fang's wings. They were the color of crows' wings and shone, but didn't sparkle.

Harry grinned as he strode forward and said, "Need a hand Mr. Weasley?" The Flock was looking shocked except of course the unfeeling Fang who of course went and punched through the boards around the fireplace. They parted faster for him than the Red Sea had for Jesus! Max went up and helped him after he gave her a reassuring half smile. She was basking in the glow of it. He so rarely smiled that everyone would just stare at him and soak it up he'd told Harry. Harry was doing it as well. It was like the sunrise. Harry shook his head to clear it.

"Hi-yah Harry!" the twins said tumbling out of the fireplace in a heap closely followed by Ron and Mr. Weasley. "Whoa! Did you go to a gym or something Harry? I don't think you were that strong at the end of school." Ron said amazed. Harry blushed. "That wasn't me Ron that was Fang, my new found twin brother, who just popped in a few minutes ago." Ron was staring at him dumbfounded. "How'd you get so… strong?" Ron managed to ask. "Evil scientific DNA experimentation," Max scowled, "that's how. Trust me you do not want to go down that path. I'll explain later. Now let's get going before my boyfriend's Aunt and Uncle faint." She declared. Fang nodded smirking. The Weasleys though began to look around the house.

The two boys named the Gasman and Iggy immediately struck up a conversation with the twins. This was not going to be pretty. They already were sneaking looks upstairs to where Dudley was. Max was sizing up the Weasleys and then Total decided to talk. Yes, Harry had known about the talking, flying, dog, and no, he hadn't informed his Aunt, Uncle and cousin. "Anyone want to go find the wine cellar with me? I do love Bourbon!" That was the last straw. Petunia screamed and fainted against Vernon who then fell to the floor and knocked himself out. The Flock minus Fang snickered with Harry on that one. Fang had just smirked and rolled his eyes while fingering his bracelet.

"Fang, where'd you get that bracelet?" Harry asked quizzically. Fang went pale, well paler than he already was. "Max and I found it. It's her turn to wear it anyway." He said passing it to her. "Why do you share it? Why not just get two?" Ron said. He never had had much common sense. "That would defy its purpose." I gave Ron a look and he stopped asking questions. Fang would tell them later.

"Wait. Where are Fred, George, the Gasman, and Iggy?" he asked worriedly. He got his answer when Dudley screamed. Max just groaned and yelled, "If you don't stop it this instant you aren't allowed to make a bomb for two whole weeks." That elicited moans from the boys. Max looked angry as she yelled then, at Fred and George, "They obey me because I changed their diapers!" More groans and some snickers came from upstairs and then a scuffle ensued. "Stop it! You can make any bombs for the rest of the week! Get down here RIGHT NOW!" Max roared, her eyes slit and flashing in anger.

"Let's leave." Fang said reasonably. "I think you are right about that Fang. It's time to skedaddle." She replied calmly. Then the boys trooped downstairs and she screamed at them for a few minutes before Mr. Weasley intervened. "We'll fly there if it's easier for you." Mr. Weasley shook his head vehemently.

"Here take a handful of Floo Powder, say "the Burrow" as loudly and clearly as you can and throw it to the ground." Harry said to Fang. He raised an eyebrow, but did as he was told, and was gone in a flash. Max stared at the place where Fang had been and then looked at the bracelet they shared. HE swore he could hear her asking it to show her where Fang was, but it probably was overactive imagination. She stared at it for a few minutes then said, "It's safe. Iggy go first, and then Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel. I'll go last." She barked. They complied without argument. She quickly grabbed the pot of Floo Powder that they'd used and followed.

Dudley came running down the stairs. He appeared fine, but smelled horrible… Oh now he knew what they'd done! "You got Gazzy to fart on him didn't you?" Harry asked trying to keep the smug smile off his face. "How'd you know?" they asked simultaneously. Mr. Weasley looked angry. "Just you wait 'til I tell your mother what you did. She'll be about as bad as Max!" They turned pale and shuddered. They had identical looks of horror on their identical faces. Harry shuddered too. Mrs. Weasley was a force to be reckoned with. He had a feeling that she and Max would get along great.

"Let's go boys. You can try to run from her, but it's best to just take it head on." Mr. Weasley said good-naturedly. "We know Dad." They said and stepped into the fireplace together. "THE BURROW!" they yelled and disappeared like the others. Harry grabbed a handful of Floo Powder and did the same. It felt just like it had before. He was rushing extremely fast past doors until he was thrown head first into the Weasleys' kitchen. Fang and Max were sitting on the old couch smiling. Harry had a feeling that they'd been talking about himself and the Weasleys. They smiled at him while he dusted himself off.

"I've already met Mrs. Weasley; she's way different than my mother, but a lot like me. She is going to whip those twins of hers when she finds them…" Max said trailing off. Harry shook his head. He did not want to be Fred or George at the moment. "YOU GET OVER HERE RIGHT THIS SECOND!" Mrs. Weasley screamed just as Ron burst from the chimney. "Let's go outside. She's only just warming up. You don't want to be inside when she really gets going." Ron said brightly. Max grinned evilly, "I think I'm going to finish what I started at Harry's." Ron took a giant step backward and then ran. Fang smirked and indicated that they should follow him. They left quickly. "GAZZY YOU DO NOT FART ON UNSUSPECTING PEOPLE!" Harry and Fang both flinched at that.

They found Ron beginning to de-gnome the vegetable garden. Fang actually smiled as he went for one with extreme accuracy. It was halfway to London a few seconds later. Harry decided to try it; maybe he got Fang's strength as well as his wings. It turned out that he had and much more when he actually began to take notice of his raptor's vision and hearing he went after a gnome. It took him all if ten seconds to catch and throw it. It went farther than Ron's but not nearly as far as Fang's. Fang's actually hadn't landed in London, but five yard's beyond the regular human being's horizon line. Ron was gaping unabashedly. "I thought you hadn't worked out…" he gasped out. "I didn't. Fang and I share a soul. Therefore we share scars, strength, speed, agility… and, "Harry and spread his wings, "wings." Ron was just staring. "Blimey, your wings are blinding me Harry! Can't you turn the sparkle meter down?"

Harry just grinned and pulled them back in. That was Ron. He wasn't the most emotional person in the world. The only thing that freaked him out besides anything to do with dark magic was spiders. Fang shot him a look of pure shock. Harry was troubled. *People must really be prejudiced. Oh well, the Weasleys are anything, but. They'll love it here!* A wondering look came into his eyes as Ron began to grill him on flying and to tell him about the match that they would be watching in a few days. *Fang doesn't have any friends outside of the Flock.* He realized sadly. It must be horrible to be him. He would probably trade places with Harry in a heartbeat if it weren't for Max.

Fang had it bad. He was in love with his best friend. He began to notice that Fang was sneaking peaks back at the Burrow. He was constantly worried about Max and for good reason. She was always getting into trouble. They all were. Fang had expressed his wish to live on a deserted island with her and the Flock. He still hadn't given up hope of his dream being realized. Fang was strong and hard as a rock. He was Max's rock, Harry realized. He was always there for her. He'd always come to her rescue. He always will too. They were extremely close.

"DINNERTIME, GET IN HERE WHILE THE FOOD IS WARM!" Max yelled, "IF ITS STILL HERE WHEN YOU GET BACK!" They all looked at each other and began to run as fast as they could to the Burrow. Harry smiled happily. Mrs. Weasley would be busy tonight!