Sorry if I don't update, one of my best friends left school, so I'm in a bummed out mood. I hope you like, please review and I apologise about spelling mistake and grammatical errors! Enjoy!

Max pov

"okay flock! See that mountain over there? Well camp at the base of it!" I yelled above the wind. Winter was starting to set in, and soon wed have to find a place to bunk down for the rest of winter. Thankfully our bird DNA didn't take over our primary functions, so we didn't hibernate. We swooped down, avoiding the pine trees, and settled in a closed off area.

"This should keep the wind and eventually snow off our backs" I said thoughtfully.

"Yeah" fang said, the famous Mr. Tall dark, silent and I only speak one word. Rolling my eyes, I plonked down in front of a bunch of sticks, which Iggy was rubbing together to make a fire. I stretched my wing muscles. It was becoming increasingly more difficult to fly in the wind, and the cold was bone chilling. Shivering, I wrapped my arms around my body, then my wings. I inspected my wings, small branches of Itex had started becoming bolder, they sent flyboys after us, I think mainly to test them, considering the numbers were very low. They sent around 5 after us last time; unfortunately, one had crashed into my wing. It seemed pretty fine, there were already small feathers growing back were a few had been savagely ripped out. I wrapped them more tightly around me, but the cold was still getting in. the others seemed to have noticed this too, we were directly in the winds path.

"I'm going to see if there are any forms of shelter and food nearby" I announced, hesitantly stretching my wings behind me, and standing up. The flock nodded, and I took a running leap and jumped into the air. I made sure I wasn't going to freeze my wings off before I started flying out.

I passed over a lake, then a forest, searching for shelter. The wind was picking up again, and I was struggling to keep heading in the one direction. My wings had gone all stiff and my flight patterns irregular. Go with the flow max, remember? Go with the flow. Jeb decided to add. 'fine' I sent to him, angling my frozen wings in the same direction of the wind, and just let it carry me. Suddenly, a burst of pain shot through my skull, and my retinas were having there own in flight movie, a bunch of pictures scrolled through my eyesight, sending pain through my brain with every one. I made out a couple of the pictures to be DNA charts, of erasers, the flock, and other experiments. There were buildings too, and locations, every mumbo-jumbo thing you could think of, had somehow packed its way into my brain. Darkness clawed at me vision, raking me down into unconsciousness, the last thing I remember is a searing pain in my wings as I crashed through some trees, luckily I was unconscious by the time I hit the ground.

I awoke to a warm sensation tingling in my arms, legs and wings. I groaned and sat up, flexing my aching muscles. That was one of the worst brain invasions ever! I looked around at my surroundings, I was in a tall forest, it was pretty dark, but I could see perfectly thanks to my hyped up genetics.

"Bloody hell! She's awake!"

"Are you okay"

"Who are you?"

I jumped up into a fighting stance when I saw three people sitting around me, and immediately regretted it, my head exploded again and I sunk to my knees, still looking at the kids. They all looked around 14, and had some sort of uniform on.

"Who the hell are you?!" I said, climbing to my feet again.

"I'm Harry, this is Ron and Hermione" one of the boys said, he had glasses and messed up brown hair, a scar was just above his eye. The other boy, Ron, had freckles and read hair and was gawking at my back. Hermione, was the girl, she had bushy hair, and looked very intelligent, and was looking at my face and not gawking like an idiot.

"Who are you?" Harry said, staring at my face.

"None of your business!" I snapped. They didn't look old enough to be an eraser, so I relaxed out my fighting stance. Then I looked down at there hands, they were rubbed raw, the skin was pink and glaring.

"Did you…?" I asked gesturing towards my wings. Hermione spoke up,

"When we found you, you were like ice. We were rubbing your arms legs and……"

"-wings" I finished for her

"Yeah, to get warmth back into them" she finished. I angled my wing in front of me, so that I could inspect it. I ran my finger down the arch, searching for any injuries. My fingers rested near the tip of my wing, where there was a small bump.

"You guys might want to look away, this is gong to be painful" I said, taking hold of the end of my wing, and just behind the bump, I pulled hard. There was a crack, and the bone set back into place. Now I just had to wait for my super healing powers to kick in. Ron had an amazed look on his face, and so did Hermione and Harry. I picked a stick off of the ground and put it across the injured area. Then I ripped the bottom of my jeans off, so one leg resembled three quarter pants. I rapped the ripped jeans strip around the makeshift splint. That's better, I thought, then inspected my other wing.

"Ron! Hermione! Harry!" someone shouted, and a large fellow wobbled into the scene. Now when I say large, I mean he was over seven feet tall, and about a metre wide! He ran over to us and dropped down some large blankets near Hermione's feet. She gave them out, one to Ron and Harry and herself. She passed the rest in my direction, and I eyed her suspiciously. Sniffing the blankets, then putting one over my shoulders, and I tucked in my wings. My right wing with the broken bone, didn't fold properly and the end was sticking out my wing slits. I started backing away, then throwing my blanket on the ground, I took a running leap, then, My wings snapped shut and I immediately, fell towards the ground. Thanks to my broken bone, my wings weren't ready to fly yet. I was hurtling straight towards a tree stump, then, darkness.

I awoke to the sound of voices. Groaning, I got into a sitting position, and I looked down at what I was sleeping on, a bed! I was in a somewhat hospital patient rest room. There were beds lining the walls, and tables with cards and such, sat next to sleeping kids. Crap! I thought, those kids from before submitted me into a hospital! I tried to get up, but then a woman in an old fashioned nurse outfit came bustling into view.

"Oh goodness dear! Lie back down! You don't want to hurt your..." she leaned in closer and whispered "wings"

"I'm, fine!" I muttered "I have to go!" I said pushing her away and trying to get up again.

"My name is madam. Promfrey" she said pushing me back into the bed, I was too weak to argue.

"Ron! Hermione! Harry!" she bellowed. And the trio from before ran into the room.

"She's awake!" they all said, rushing over to me.

"Are you okay? That hit on the head must have hurt!" Hermione said. Then Ron blurted.

"Which spell did you use to do that? I guess the magic ran out when you crashed! Please teach me that spell!" he said jumping up and down, gripping the end frame of the bed.

"Hold it, HOLD IT!" I said, and they stopped hitting me with questions. Rubbing my temples I said.

"Ok, I have a couple of questions of my own! First of all, where the hell am I?!" I glared at them. Ron got a confused look on his face, and said.

"The school of course!" he gestured around me.

"Crap!" I yelled. "When does the director want to see me then?" I said, shed undoubtedly want to torture me into telling her where the flock is, unless she's got them already, I froze in dread, then sniffed the air, no flock. And it didn't smell like the school it smelled…homely. "This isn't the school," I said, puzzled.

"Yeah it is. It's Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry." Harry said.

"Oh, I thought you meant THE school." I cried, sinking back into my pillows in relief. They looked confused and I realised they probably didn't know what I was talking about. Remembering last night, I pulled out my wings and checked out my injured one. It was completely healed, and 'Madam. Promfrey' had obviously re-wrapped the damage. I slipped of the bandage and heard madam Promfrey gasp.

"Do not do that young lady! That damage is going to hurt if you go undoing my work!" she yelled, lunging at me to stop me from unwrapping it further.

"Chill!" I said, still un-wrapping it. "Look" I pointed to my wing and wiggled it. She frowned and ran her fingers over the top.

"Oh my goodness!" she gasped "it's completely healed!"

"Yeah, I heal fast" I said, getting up. Stretching my wings and flapping them a couple of times, then folded them into my back.

"What spell did you use?" Ron asked again, pleading more like it. I cocked my head to the side. Spell?

"What do you mean 'spell'?" I asked, my eyebrow raised.

"I don't think she knows what the school is about," Hermione said, turning to Ron and Harry.

"Huh?" I said. "You've completely lost me"

"Ill explain" Harry said "ever heard of magic? There are certain people who have magic blood in them, and so they can do things, like spells and make potions and stuff."

"What're you on?" I said, "'cause you need help" he shook his head and took out of his robe pocket a stick thing. He waved it and said, wingardium leviosa and the bed started to float. Wait- float?! He looked over at me and I scratched my head and said.

"I think you'd better start at the beginning"

I don't own max ride, Harry potter or any of its characters 'sept my own characters (appear later).