Luna, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville stood in the rain as a clap of thunder was heard. A purple triple decker bus appeared. The door opened and they got on. Pulling out her wand, she turned to face the conductors. "Alright, from now on, you do everything I say when I say it, got it?"
They laughed, "We're not taking orders from a fourth ye…agh!" one of them flew back into the wall where he slumped, unconscious, to the floor.
She glanced at the other one. "Uh…"
"Imperio," she said.
His eyes glazed over.
"Now, take us to the Ministry of Magic."
"Uh, Luna?" Harry said.
"What?" she snapped.
"Are you…alright?"
"Never better," she hexed someone out of their chair and sat down.
"Uh oh," Ron muttered,"Dad's not going to be happy that we stupefied his boss, but Percy's likely to murder us."
"Speaking of which," Hermione murmured as Ron's older brother strode up.
"Ron! What have you done?! You stupiefied the...ugh!"
He flew backward as Luna stupiefied him.
"Luna!" Hermione cried, "You can't do that!"
"Actually," Harry piped up, "after all the things Percy's said about me being a liar, I could get used to this."
Hermione rolled her eyes as Ron laughed. Neville just edged slowly away, eyeing her nervously.
"Right, now, you say you saw that blood-traitor, Sirius Black is being held captive by the dark lord?" she asked.
"Yeah, and when I said we needed transportation, hijacking the Knight Bus wasn't exactly what I had in mind," he replied slowly.
"But it totally works," he added hastily as she raised her wand.
"So…" Ron said, "I guess we just wait till we get there."
"If we get there," Hermione muttered.