Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride or Harry Potter

Max awoke to a loud noise that morning. At first she thought she was still in Hawaii but then she remembered where she was. At first she was filled with sadness. The thought of the lost of her beloved Angel brought a tear to her eye. Then she remembered where she was, and that she had a lot to do today. Max flung off her thick covers and swung her legs from the bed. She stood then fell to the bed once again. She rubbed the spot where she had hit her head on the bar above her bed.

"Max, oh you're already up. We need to be in the great hall in ten minutes. So get dress." said Hermione.

Max was about to protest that she had not clothes (at least not ones that were clean enough for school) when she saw the neatly folded uniform sitting on the edge of her bed. She quickly got dressed and ran out the door. As she relished in the normalness that she did all this. As if she had always done it.

Max followed the crowed to the great hall. It (as the night before) was filled with people. Students sat at their tables and soon food appeared on the table.

Smells like music crowded Max's brain, each melody slowly being consumed by hungry laughing people. Max didn't usually feel like this. So safe, so accepted as if she herself could belong in or to something. She felt not normal but just the same as theses people right here. As if they were just an extension of her flock. Even though she didn't even know all of them, even though any of them could pull out a tazer and wire for her wrists, she trusted them. It was agents all her training, everything she ever knew. She felt so safe here. She felt so happy. She shook her head. She was over thinking this.

Max sat down on a bench sitting next to Harry, Ron and Hermione. Max started to pile food on her plate. Eggs toast and jam. Her cup filled with orange juice. She ate to her hearts contempt. All the while talking to her new found friends, one eye straying every now and then to the flock.

Gazzy and Iggy were whispering about something while shoving their mouth's full of breakfast. Fang was sitting and seeming hesitant to eat. He was talking to a red head (of course) sitting across from him. Nudge was talking to a group of girls. Giggling and whispering.

There safe, they seem happy. Max thought as she smiled and turned back to her worm breakfast.

"Don't forget you have to meet with Dumbledore. He's weighting in his office."

"Ya… I remember, umm…how do I get there? I'm afraid I'll get lost again."

"Oh, Harry can take you, right? I'd take you but I need to get to class early so I can ask about last week's homework."

So after breakfast Harry was taking Max to Dumbledore office. It was a long walk and resided in silence most of the way. It was strange though they really, had nothing to say.

"So where'd you come from?" asked Harry as he scratched his unruly hair.

"Umm…I came from…"Max's instincts told her to lie through her teeth, so she did."I'm from, Minnesota."

"Wow, you're American! We don't get many people form America around here, mostly just British kids."

So were not in America thought Max slyly. I will find out where we are!

Then they arrived to the cement statue of a bird. Harry began to mumble something then another thing. Until the bird began to move, showing a staircase.

Max climbed the stairs and to her surprise so did Harry. She didn't question this but it seemed strange. She climbed and came to a door. Max wasn't bothering to knock, opened to door to revile the rest of rest of the flock. She wasn't surprised by this. The whole flock needed to hear what Dumbledore had to say. Max then sat in one of the leather chairs before Dumbledore, as did Fang. The rest of the flock stood waiting for him to explain as did Harry, as he stayed just out of sight. Hoping that Max had thought he had gone.

Dumbledore looked straight at where Harry was but did not say a word as he began to explain what the school taught.