AN/ This isn't mine, it is all J.K. Rowlings, I just like to play with her wonderfull world.
prologue - CHAPTER 1:
Harry ran trough the streets of little Whining, his hart was pounding and his breath came laboured. He ran and ran; his panic giving him extra energy but the three weeks at the dursley's had lessened his stamina. Struggling to breathe and clutching his side he lessened his pace more and more until he stopped and collapsed next to his trunk. Whichever way he looked at it, he had never been in a worse fix. He was stranded, quite alone, in the dark Muggle world, with absolutely nowhere to go.
And the worst of it was, he had just done serious magic, which meant that he was almost certainly expelled from Hogwarts. He had broken the Decree for the Restriction of Underage Wizardry so badly; he was surprised Ministry of Magic officials weren't swooping down on him where he sat.
Harry shivered and looked up and down Magnolia Crescent. What was going to happen to him? Would he be arrested, or would he simply be outlawed from the wizarding world? He thought of Ron and Hermione, and his heart sank even lower. Harry was sure that, criminal or not, Ron and Hermione would want to help him, but they were both abroad and with Hedwig gone, he had no means of contacting them.
'Take a deep breath and think' came a voice from the back of his head. Slowly his panic ebbed away. 'What was he going to do now?' He couldn't go back to the dursley's. His uncle would kill him for sure. Apparently his accidental magic had not registered with the ministry – or not yet – there were no owls from the ministry berating him. Harry knew they would have found him by now. Last year the owl had shown up less then 10 minutes after Dobby had levitated the cake.
His panic was now completely gone he felt strangely calm, safe even. He stood up with the vague idea that he could try and walk to the train station and wait for the first train to London tomorrow morning. A funny prickling on the back of his neck had made Harry feel he was being watched, but the street appeared to be deserted, and no lights shone from any of the large square houses. He had sensed rather than heard it: someone or something was standing in the narrow gap between the garage and the fence behind him. Harry squinted at the black alleyway. If only it would move, then he'd know whether it was just a stray cat – or something else. "Lumos," Harry whispered, and a light appeared at the end of his wand, almost dazzling him. He held it over his head, and the pebble-dashed walls of number two suddenly sparkled; the garage door gleamed, and between them, Harry saw, quite distinctly, the hulking outline of something very big, with wide, gleaming eyes.
He raised his wand and did a step backwards. Harry lost his balance and fell back over his trunk.
There was a deafening BANG and Harry threw up his hands to shield his eyes against a sudden blinding light...
With a yell, he rolled back onto the pavement, just in time. A second later, a gigantic pair of wheels and headlights had screeched to a halt exactly where Harry had just been lying. They belonged, as Harry saw when he raised his head, to a triple-decker, violently purple bus, which had appeared out of thin air. Gold lettering over the windscreen spelled The Knight Bus.
AN/ okay I am trying to make an AU story about third year, problem is I am not exactly good at describing whole chapters in wich exactly the same happens as in the book. So I am going to pretend you all have read the book and therefore know what is going on if I just start with the hippogriff lesson. For those who would like a summary: Harry has just blown up aunt Marge because she insulted his parents. He has run away from home and is picked up by the knight bus. He stays at the Leaky Cauldron until September first. He learns from mr. Weasley that Sirius Black might be coming after him. On the train he tells this to Ron and Hermione who are afraid but Harry doesn't think Black can be worse then Voldemort. Dementors search the train and Harry faints. Proffessor Lupin holds the dementor off.