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I do not own Harry Potter or Maximum Ride, and yada yada yada...
Note:
Oh, and sorry that it took so long to get this chapter out. I have a bit of writers block at the moment.
So, get off of my leg and crying into my pants and read this chapter. Please! I'm begging!
"But they found us! We have to leave!" I snarled. The flock was being so annoying! The flyboys had found us, that would only mean there were more. What if they had found mom and Ella? What if they got us next time!? The were programed for one, and one thing only: to kill. To kill us.
"But the dragon saved us! I don't think anything's going to hurt us here." Nudge said.
"So you want to carry a fire-breathing terrible monster around with us?" I asked, not believing this.
"Well, no. But wouldn't somebody help us?"
"Yeah, but did anybody do anything when they were coming? They thought that they were flying werewolves! They didn't do anything! They probably thought that I was doing that to fool the damn thing!"
"That's true." Fang finally said. We were sitting in Angel and Gazzy's cottage. Nudge and Iggy were sitting on the couch. Fang sat on the counter, his back on the wall. Gazzy and Angel sat on their kitchen chairs, with Total on Angel's lap. And I was standing up, trying to convince my flock that it was time to spread our wings and fly away. But, my plan wasn't going so well.
"Come on. We need to fly away."
Nudge then stood up, she looked at me and said, "But, what about your contest? Isn't it a binding contract, you have to do it or else?" I shivered. I hated this. These tasks were to push me harder than I ever had before. What was I going to do? Fly away? I wish.
"That's true, but I don't want to do it. They're way to dependent on that stupid cup."
"Goblet." Angel corrected me.
"It's a cup." I said. Angel shrugged, and I looked at them. "Okay, so, who wants to stay here?" I asked. Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, Iggy, and Total's paw flew into the air automatically. "And so majority rules." I growled. "Why do you guys want to stay here?"
"I like the freedom. We're safe to play and be sort of normilish here." Angel responded, her eyes sparkling.
"I like learning magic!" Nudge said, but I could tell there was something that she wasn't telling me. I wasn't going to ask her yet, I needed to get back to the main point.
"I agree with Angel. I like just hanging out and having fun." Gazzy murmured, he looked out the window, like he wanted to jump out of it and fly around the castle as much as he could before he got exhausted.
"I like the yard." Total smiled. I stared at him and then turned to Iggy.
"What about you Iggy?" I asked. He seemed somewhere else, only catching snippets of what we were saying. "Ig? Hello, earth to Iggy!" I screamed. Iggy jumped and then looked at me. "Are you going deaf now too? Why do you want to stay here?"
"Oh, uh, magic. I like magic?" he said unsure, he didn't seem like he knew what he was talking about.
"Or maybe Luna." Angel cooed.
"Shut up Angel." Iggy grumbled. "Come on, if we stay any later we'll miss curfew. Luna said that she would wait for me. And yeah..."
"Well then, let's hurry up." I groaned. "Because we all love school." I wish that what could have happened next was something more like: We started to fit into school and we never had to be bothered by the scientists again. Then one day we flew away and never looked back. Then we lived happily ever after until our experation dates came. The end. If only life was that simple. But if we got all the money we wanted, where would we be?
But nothing could prepare us, for what happened next...
I sat on the girl's bench, on the opposite side of the room were the rest of the boys in Gryffindor in year four and above. I didn't want to know what was going to happen here. McGonagall started to talk about letting our hair down for something called the Yule Ball. Then she said the worst words that could ever happen: "The Yule Ball, is first and formally, a dance." I slumped in my seat and groaned. I wasn't the best dancer in the world. In fact, you don't really get dancing 101 when you spend the first part of your life growing up in a dog crate and then on the run for your life.
Then she told me and Potter needed a dance partner most of all. Because we were champions. Couldn't the flyboys just come and kill me know? "Uh, sorry Professor, I'm not much of a dancer. I'll skip this task and search for the egg answer." I said, sitting low to the ground.
"No, you must Miss Ride, it's required. Now come, we must dance. Now, find a dance partner everyone." she said, clapping her hands. All of the girls, except me, stood up. The boys sat there until the boy, Nevielle, stood up and went to one of the girls.
"Miss Ride. Mr. Potter. Get up and find a partner. I know, Mr. Weasley - no, not you two Mr. Weasley and Mr. Weasley- you two may dance. Then Mr. Potter and Miss... ahh, I know Miss Patil." I groaned. Kill me! Kill me please! He was a red-head. And if you know me, you know how much I hate red-heads. Though Ron seemed to want to.
"Professor, can I just dance with Fang?" I asked.
"No, you are not allowed to dance with your siblings. You must go with somebody else." McGonagall told me sternly. I stood up and walked to the red-head.
"Alright red-head, we stand, we dance. But we're never doing this again." I growled. He nodded eagerly. I was going to have to kill him sooner or later. And then the music started, and we began our dance. I hated every second of it.
Days passed, I still hadn't gotten a dance partner, and the dance was two days away. But of course, dark and mysterious Fang got a line of girls. I got one two, but I didn't like any of them. So I denied them. Now I was sort of wishing I had a partner, and had chosen one of those complete strangers. There was one that really stood out though.
I had been walking to Potions, some boys were watching at me for some reason, and I decided to ignore them. An annoying ghost flew by me, his name was Peeves. He was the most annoying ghost ever, and with this high-pitched voice he started saying:
"Maxy with no date I see.
Pretending she doesn't see me.
Some think she's filled with terrible glee,
But Peevesy knows that she's just filled with pee."
"What is that supposed to mean?" I asked, looking at the strange ghost.
"This!" he screamed, throwing a water balloon. It hit me in between my legs, making it look like I peed my pants.
"Peeves! I'm going to kill you twice!" I growled.
"Tut tut. Don't make threats you can't keep Maxy." he cooed. He flew away, and I started to making my way back to Potions. Again. Just then a boy ran up to me and started talking so fast I had to really try to make out what he said.
"Hey Max,Iknowthatyoudon'thaveadateyetandIwantedtoknowifyouwouldgowithme. Oh, uh, never mind." he said, looking at my pants. I looked down and felt my face go red. This was one of the most embarrassing things ever. Worse than the time I blacked out. But it had gotten me out of rejecting him.
I walked into the common room, I had to practice some strange charm for Charms, and then I was going to bed. A group of people surrounded Ron. Apparently he had tried to ask some girl to the dance and then ran away. How pathetic could you get?
Just then somebody touched my shoulder. Automatically I turned around and got into fighting stance, Harry stood there looking surprised. "Hey, er, Max. Can you please go with Ron? He doesn't have anyone, and well..."
"If you want me to go with the red-head, you're going to have to kill him first." I snarled.
"Sorry, but he really needs somebody to go with. And I heard that you didn't have anyone, so I was just wondering." Harry explained.
"Is there anyone else without a dance partner?" I asked.
"No. So, I was just wanted to know if you could go with him. Well?" I thought for a moment, should I go and risk doing what I had promised myself that I wouldn't do since I saw Fang kissing the red-headed wonder, or should I just go against the rules and go alone?
"Alright." I said after a long pause. "But make sure he's wearing something nice, and I'm not dancing with him." I said.
"Thanks Max." he smiled, and walked back to his friend. What had I just gotten myself into?
Short chapter, sorry, I'll try and get the writers block away, but until then, sorry.
