Magical - Harry Potter Fanfiction

30| The Leaky Cauldron

As Harry and I quickly walked out of the house, we could hear Marge's screams as she floated higher into the sky.

"Where do we go now?" Harry asked. 

"The Leaky Cauldron, they've got rooms," I told him. 

"Sounds good," said Harry. "But how are we gonna get there? We can't use magic outside of school, that means we can't use our brooms or anything."

"The Knight Bus," I said. 

"The what?" Questioned Harry. 

"You stick out your wand arm and a wizard bus will pick you up and take you anywhere in the country," I explained.

"Brilliant!" Harry said in awe. "Sounds great."

"Yeah, apparently it's pretty good. I've never used it before but Mia tells me it's good. Her, Fred and George have been on it heaps of times," I told him, as I stuck out my wand arm for the bus. 

The Knight Bus came shooting down the street and stopped abruptly in front of us.

"Where are you two headed?" Stan asked. 

"The Leaky Cauldron," Harry told him.

Stan was reading The Dailey Prophet, and a cruel, violent looking man with blazing eyes was on the front. 

"Look, It's Sirius Black," I told Harry.

"Who?" Harry questioned.

"Don't tell me you've never heard of Sirius Black?" Stan questioned. 

Harry shook his head. 

"He's a murderer. Got 'imself locked up in Azkaban," said Stan.

"Do they know how he escaped yet?" I asked.

"No one knows yet. He's the first one to ever do it, so it's a pretty big feat," Stan told us.

"I've never heard of him," Harry said. 

"He was a big supporter of You-Know-Who. Reckon you've heard of him?" Stan stated.

"Yeah, him I've heard of," said Harry, looking distantly out the window.

I gave Harry a sympathetic look.

The knight bus continued to speed all over Britain, dropping off witches and wizards at their desired location. The bus sped down a side street as we arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. "The Leaky Cauldron," presented Stan as he folded his newspaper over.

Tom, the innkeeper, came onto the bus. "Miss Connor, Mr Potter!"

Tom lead us upstairs with our things. "Miss Connor, room ten. Mr Potter, room eleven. Five gallons each, if you're staying till school starts."

Harry and I handed over the money.

I went into my room. it wasn't the most charming of rooms. I much preferred my room at home. But it was going to be fun, just me and Harry.

I put my things down and let Ebony out of her cage. I went to Harry's room but he wasn't there, so I decided to go look for him.

"Miss Connor, Potter is this way," said Tom, gesturing for me to follow him.

He leads me into a small conference room, where Harry was sitting with Cornelious Fudge, the Minister of Magic.

"Charlene! It's nice to see you!" greeted Fudge. 

"You too, Minister," I said. 

"Take a seat," offered Fudge. 

I took a seat next to Harry.