#mutatisstarter

Max had never been one to handle dealing with his emotions and feelings very well. He preferred to ignore their existence and just keep them all bundled inside. Like a nest. That just kept building and building up but after everything that happened and it all being one big blur-he knew that he couldn't just ignore everything he was feeling. He hadn't seen Alex or Sera in weeks. Alex. They had argued and not been on speaking terms for weeks and although they were both stubborn, they would of probably made up by now if it wasn't for Max being Max. He had underwent a few injuries that had to be bandaged up, his left hand being wrapped up and he had a few small cuts on his arms and legs that were covered by his robes but the ones on his face weren't. The bruises stood out as well. Not that he cared. The minute he was let out he was desperately trying to find either one of them and he searched everywhere, absolutely everywhere and he came to a halt as he was now outside, walking around the grounds in desperation. And there he was. Alex. He looked the same. His stupid annoying little brother who Max knew he would do anything for. He may of not of always been the idea big brother and Alex was no star sibling either, but Max wouldn't wish for any other brother in the world. His legs were moving and he wasn't sure if it was on his account but Alex was still a good bit away. His voice was croaky and slightly muffled, but the one word was loud enough to be heard as he used everything to project his voice. "Alex."

"That's going to come off, right? The spell said that it would only last a day, but it's been a day and a half now, and I think that the headmaster might be a little angry at 'Go, Go Gryffindor' permanently painted on the astronomy tower...."