A/N: Sorry, I know I mentioned a dog (Total) last chapter, but I decided to take him out. There's just no room in the story for him. Don't worry; I furnished the plot hole quite nicely. He'll love it there. There's a little but of a time skip here, only a couple of hours, but they've all introduced themselves—with their real names. Angel trusted them, I guess. Less confusing that way.
Chapter 2: Insanity
In James' oh-so-humble opinion, Max had an attitude to match his father's description of the snarky dungeon bat, Severus Snape. But she was pretty. Not that he would ever say that out loud, thank you very much.
Max, to say the least, was extremely pissed off. How the hell did they wind up in England? Hadn't they been in California? The steam was practically leaking from her ears, making the Potters wonder if she had accidentally swallowed a Pepper-up potion.
Neither side had really explained their…abnormalities…to the other. Everything was left to play out on its own after basic introductions. However, explanations always come, even at the strangest of times and in the strangest of forms.
Four owls swooped through the open window of the Potter manor, each carrying a thick parchment envelope. Harry and Ginny exchanged a very quizzical look, all their children were currently in Hogwarts, and they didn't have four.
But those letters were not addressed to the Potters. They were addressed to four, very confused, slightly wary bird-kids sitting at the breakfast table.
"What are these?" Nudge piped up. "They're written on weird paper. Do people here usually use this type of paper? In America, we use a different kind, you see. It's white and thin and it looks really pretty! Like snow! You do know what snow is right?" A hand on her mouth silenced the tirade.
Harry laughed nervously. "These are, well, I guess it's better if you read them first. Though they are a bit late."
"How can they be late if they've just arrived?" Max questioned, pausing mid-way through opening her letter.
"Well, normally they come when you're eleven…" Ginny started.
Lily gasped "Oh my gosh. You guys are wizards too? Why didn't you tell us!"
The looks Lily were met with clearly asked: are you insane or what?
Fang whispered the contents quietly to Iggy, who stared straight ahead. Nudge squealed happily upon finishing the letter, and Max looked more than a little dubious.
"You honestly expect us to believe that magic exists?" Her glare eerily reminded Harry and Ginny of their school days.
Harry quirked a smile, remembering when he himself had asked virtually the same question all those years ago. "Have you ever made something happen? Something strange? When you were really angry, or scared?"
Their eyes widened at this revelation. Was that really magic?
Ginny clapped her hands together. "Well I guess a trip to Diagon alley is in order! And don't any of you worry about the costs. I don't want to hear any protests."
Four mouths snapped shut.
Max huffed. "Well, I suppose there's no getting out of this." School. Great.