"Yes we will," all the Adults pulled out some stick and it must have been threatening so all the people put me down.
I fell to the ground and stretched my leg and winced.
"Get potter and his friends to take her to the hospital wing," said Dumbledore to another old lady. She nodded. I turned around and saw all the other were gone.
Dumbledore approached me and knelt down so he was in front of me. "What's your name?"
I looked in his crystal blue eyes and said, "Maximum Ride,"
He nodded as three people came and helped me up. One red haired tall boy, one tall black haired boy with a scar on his forehead, and a girl with curly puffy brown hair.
The red hair one helped me on the right side and said, "I'm Ron,"
The balked hair boy came on my left side and said, "I'm Harry and this is Hermione,"
"Max," I said through gritted teeth.
They took me through the castle and up a flight of stairs. We got to the top of the stairs and we sat down for a rest.
"So…" said Harry the first to break the silence "Who were those guys?"
"Couple of old buddies," I said sourly.
Ron snorted and said, "I see, and what did terminated me. 'You will be terminated'" he said in Borcht's accent.
I laughed. "Terminated means they are going to put me asleep, or kill me," I said it so calmly and they all stopped laughing and looked at me.
"Why do they want you dead?" said Hermione.
I shrugged and decided to tell or show them. I stood up and leaned against Harry to get my wings away from my back.
"Don't freak, I know I'm a freak already,"
"You haven't met us." Said Ron.
"You're an avian American?" I asked sarcastically.
Ron said, "a wha-,"
But Hermione gasped and said, "Oh my god,"
I smiled and slowly extended my wings. There eyes almost popped out of there heads as I put them back in.
"We better get you to the hospital wing," said Harry looking at me.
I nodded and we slowly made our way to the hospital wing.
"What is this place?" I asked.
"Should we tell her?" asked Hermione.
"I don't see why not," said Harry then turned and said, "This is Hogwarts school witch craft and wizardry,"
"You wizards," I said, confused.
"Ya," said Ron looking at me for my reaction.
"Oh well your right up with me then," I said sarcastically, "But you were born a wizard, while I was born human, without the wings,"
"What did they do to you?" asked Hermione. I winced thinking of all the horrible memories.
"I give you one thing," I said, "The man that got us out when we were in there when we were 11 and he had a son, were he left there and they turned him into the things that fought me today. I later found him, he was trying to kill us and recently I found out that that man was my father and that boy was my half brother and he just died because he had his expiration date, but I actually loved him. He was seven years old and three days before he died in a cellar in Germany, I was the first person to teach him to right his name,"
When I was done I was looking at the floor, praying that I wouldn't cry.
"That's horrible, but what did they do to you?" Ron asked.
'A lot of things." I said.
They realized that I didn't want to talk about it and let me be, but when I got to the hospital wing I shivered as the memories came in.