Okay, here we are. I don't own Doctor Who, Max Ride or Harry Potter. JK, James Patterson and the BBC do. Also, first person means its Max talking.

Somewhere in America

"Ok Guys, who wants some lunch?" I asked, as we flew over the ruined Hollywood sign, a result of what happened when Iggy, Fang and Gazzy left the Flock. We were on a hunt for Fang, despite what the voice told us (and Dylan, and Angel). "Let's go and get some Grub."

"Yeah," complained Nudge. "I'm starving. I could like, totally have some food right now. I mean, we haven't had food since yesterday evening. That was a takeaway pizza."

"I reckon I could last a couple more hours," Dylan remarked. "But what you say goes, I guess?"

"Correctamundo," I responded. "There looks like some sort of restaurant down there. You guys like the look of that place."

"I dunno," Iggy said, "Can't see it from here."

I glared at him, and then remembered it was completely pointless, as he was blind. "Let's go, guys."

We circled down, landing and then becoming perfectly normal humans. We quickly walked inside, before sitting at a table, acting as though any normal human could.

"Hello there," said a man from behind us. "Could I get you something to eat?"

"Why're you offering?"

"Because between you and me I reckon you guys could use a bit of help," the man smiled. "And because I think you've also got some secrets."

"Uh, what secrets?" Iggy asked. "We ain't got no secrets. Normal kids."

"Oh yeah?" the stranger raised an eyebrow, and checked his watch. "Then why aren't you in school?"

"Field Trip," I remarked.

"Field Trip?" The Stranger raised an eyebrow. "Well then, tell you what. I don't see any fields around here."

Gazzy laughed. "Just 'cause it's a field trip doesn't mean it's a trip to a field, mister. When did you last go to school?"

"Two years ago. I was a substitute teacher. Bad day, lots of stuff happened," replied The stranger. "Now, what do you guys want? I could get you something to eat and then we could talk."

"How about we pay for ourselves?" I asked. "You're starting to sound a bit weird. Have people ever called you weird before?"

"They never stop," The stranger smiled, and then looked towards the left. "Oh, that's new. Guess we got company."

My heart sank as I heard the M-Geeks entering the door, unleashing several bullets as people screamed, diving behind tables. I dragged Gazzy down beneath the tables as we dived for cover, however, the man stood there, on his own, the bullets whizzing past him as people ducked for cover.

"Who are you?" asked an M-Geek. "What do you want?"

"Oh," The stranger remarked. "It talks? Look at me; I'm talking to a talking robot who's talking back to me! Hahaha, this is brilliant!"

"You shall be terminated," the M-Geek uttered, and we all looked bemused.

"Terminated?" the stranger asked. "Terminated? Can't you come up with something more original? But anyhow, nevermind, because I'm The Doctor. I'm not going to let you get whoever you've come for, because I'm armed! And Dangerous!"

"Armed? You have no weapons," replied an M-Geek.

"Oh yeah?" The so-called Doctor smiled, and reached into his pocket, and pulled out a Jammy Dodger. "This is my second one, so don't mess with me, sweetheart."

Doctor Who / Harry Potter / Maximum Ride Crossover: Changing Time

Chapter Two: Of Jammy Dodgers and M-Geeks

One Day Earlier, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the Headmaster's Office

"So!" The Doctor remarked. "We'd better find ourselves Maximum Ride! Albus, got any books?"

Professor Dumbledore nodded. "This way, to the Library."

"Why do we need books?" asked Rory. "How are we going to find Maximum Ride with books? And shouldn't we be introducing ourselves to the students if you're going to enter the Tri-Wizard Tournament?"

"Nah," replied The Doctor, smiling. "We've got something more important to do first, because we can't hold the Tri-Wizard tournament without all of the competitors."

"Good point," Amy remarked.

"To the Library!" The Doctor exclaimed, as the two Professors led the way, down the staircases, and to the library.

The Library

The Doctor pushed both doors open with his hands, overtaking the Professors. "Hello," The Doctor waved to everybody in the Library, a few students. "Out, out, out, everyone out."

"Doctor, you can't just do that," remarked Amy.

"Actually," The Doctor turned around as the librarian came over, demanding what was happening. "I can." He flicked his physic paper at the librarian, who nodded, and backed away. He whispered to Amy and Rory. "She thinks I'm the Italian Minister of Magic, apparently."

"There's an Italian Minister of Magic?" asked Rory, surprised.

"Yep," The Doctor replied, as several students along with the Librarian, Madam Pince hurried outside, a little shell-shocked by the supposed appearance of the Italian Minster of Magic. Dumbledore and McGonagall just sat there and looked on, as The Headmaster had convinced the Gryffindor head of house about who The Doctor was. "Or, at least if there wasn't before, there is now. Now, I do believe we've got some researching to do. Albus, have you got some stuff about muggles anywhere?"

"We have a whole section, Doctor," The Headmaster replied. "This way, if you please."

He lead them down the hallway, Amy and Rory still looking at everything and finding hard to believe any of it. "Here we are," The Headmaster announced.

"Thank you, old friend," remarked The Doctor, and picked out a book, and looked at it. "Bingo! First time."

"What are you looking for and how do you know what you're looking for?" asked Amy.

The Doctor chuckled. "I had a run-in with The School eight years ago. Just remembered it now and I remember seeing a little girl called Maximum Ride. Oh, I remember now! I helped her escape! Old age, you see, things sometimes slip out of your memory."

"You don't look very old," remarked Rory.

"Didn't I tell you I'm 907?" asked The Doctor, flicking through the pages. He stopped, and looked at Rory's face. "I didn't think so. I told Amy though."

"Yeah," Amy nodded.

"Now," The Doctor pushed the book down on the table. "Clones. Guess this is for Science part of Muggle Studies."

"That is correct," nodded Dumbledore. "But why do you need a section on Clones?"

"She's a clone?" asked Amy. "I thought cloning humans was illegal."

"Nah, she's not a clone," The Doctor remarked, putting the book back on its shelf. "Oh, I remember everything now! Didn't really need the Library after all! Professor, you could tell everyone to come back in now."

"So... we didn't even need to come here?" asked Rory, complaining. "I nearly fell off a staircase trying to get here!"

"Yeah, sorry about that," The Doctor exclaimed. "Now, Maximum Ride is a Human-Avian hybrid. Still illegal."

"Human... and birds?" asked Amy, surprised. "She hasn't got, like wings?"

"Yep. Two of 'em." The Doctor remarked, and everyone including the professors' mouths dropped. "98% human, 2% bird. Now, Amy, Rory, you stay here for a bit. This might be a bit dangerous, so I'm trusting Albus to take care of you. Albus, you okay with that?"

"Certainly, Doctor," remarked Dumbledore. "How long will you be gone for?"

"Didn't I tell you?" The Doctor asked, raising an eyebrow. "I can travel in time. Meet me in your office."

And then, he ran out the door, Amy and Rory being too awed by their surroundings to even notice.

Somewhere in America

Gazzy burst out laughing, and stopped as The Doctor told him to shut up. Yeah, he listens to a complete stranger but not to me. Little bugger. "Now, don't try any scans or anything or else I'll blow you all up. Now, listen to me. TELL ME ALL YOUR PLANS!"

The M-Geeks stood there, not responding. "One day that'll work," The Doctor remarked, and then slapped his forehead. "It didn't work in Venice, so it won't work here. Then again, maybe M-Geeks are different to vampires."

"Right. Now, I'm the one with the moral high ground, so I suggest you leave. Oh, did I mention this weapon is a bomb? And it destroys whatever you're called."

"Yeah," I raised an eyebrow. "Like that's gonna happen."

"That is not a weapon," remarked an M-Geek. "A child has just walked past eating one. It cannot be a weapon if a human has eaten something."

"Sorry," The Doctor grinned haplessly, and swallowed it. "It's a Jammy Dodger! Now, I was hoping I didn't have to resort to this, but it's going to have to be this way. Tough luck."

He pulled out a screwdriver-like object and held it at the M-Geeks, and one-by-one, their heads imploded, sending mechanical objects scattering all across the floor. The Doctor turned, and looked at me as more came through the door. "Here's a word of advice. My Sonic is still recharging as something's happened to it, so I suggest we get out of here. Unless you wanna be lunch, rather than eat it."

"He's right," remarked Angel. "I guess we leave."

"You trust him?"

"'course you can trust me," The Doctor exclaimed. "Come with me."

And then we ran, following a complete stranger, who had just threatened M-Geeks with a Jammy Dodger.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Hope ya'll like it. Seeya next time, I guess.