'I did it, I left, I'm.' Thought Draco sitting down on one of the beds on the Knight bus.
Draco checked his watch it was 1:30 in the morning. 'Damn what the hell am I going to do now? He should
go to Dumbledore but would Dumbledore trust him? Could he trust Dumbledore? He could go to Potter's
HA! From what he has heard Potter's aunt and uncle loath witches and wizards.' He laughed. 'Yeah and
Potter would be so delighted to see him there standing on his door step asking him for help.' He thought
sarcastically. ' He'd think I was mental. What about Granger?-'
"So young fella' what's yer name?" Asked the bus the bus driver.
"Huh?" Said Draco coming out of a trance. "Oh. Um. D-Ron. Yeah my name is Ron" He replied.
"Heh, heh, heh. Why 'ello Ron where would you like to go on this fine night? Isn't a bit late fer you to be
out? You should be tucked in your bed you know that? Theirs a lot er nasty's out there, yes there is"
"Well, um." He thought for a moment. ' Should he go to Hogwarts? No, no, no, he'd go there when school stated then he'd go talk to the headmaster. Maybe the headmaster would let him be re-sorted? God I can only hope. "Can you take to the Leakey Caldron?" He asked.
"Yup we can do that. We just 'ave one more purson to pick up." He told Draco.
"Okay." He said lying down. 'So this must be called a bunk bed.' He laughed remembering he learned about it last year while taking Muggle studies for a quarter. The bus driver's voice brought him out of thought.
"'Ello Mr. Clarks sir! Nice ter see you 'gain. How 'R ya?" He asked.
"Oh, -Cough- Fine -Cough- Phill -Cerugh Ecck-." Said a sick hog like voice. "I think -Cough-
I'll take that -Rrrrcough- Back bunk on -Cough- Top."
Draco looked up 'Oh shit THAT has to be the BIGGEST motherfucker he has ever seen since Hagrid. and he was going to take the last bunk on top. Good thing that wasn't him or so he thought.' Next thing he knew was that he was being suffocated.
"FUCKING A! SOMEONE HELP ME! GET THIS OAF OFF OF ME" Draco chocked out. He could not believe this was happening to him. "HE'S GONNA FUCKIN' KILL ME!" 'Oh god I don't want to die like this.' He thought.
"Oh my, -Cough- I'm sorry I didn't -COUGH- See ya." The oaf apologized.
"DO YOU KNOW HOW TO COVER YOUR FUCKING MOUTH? OTHER PEOPLE HERE DON'T WANT TO GET YOUR NASTY SICKNESS! AND YOU ALMOST KILLED ME! DON'T YOU KNOW YOU'RE TO FUCKING BIG, NO WAIT MASSIVELY HUGE TO BE ON A TOP BUNK! ARE YOU THAT STUPID? GOD DAMN!" Draco said yelling and freaking out. "AND HOW COULD YOU NOT SEE ME!" He finished whispering bloody hell over and over.
"LOOK 'ERE YA LITTLE BOY! I'M THE BEST LOOKIN' THING THE WORLD HAS SEEN SO DON'T TALK 'BOUT ME BEIN' UGLY AND FAT! I'M JUST A BIG BONE FELLA YOU LITTLE WANKER YOU!" The oaf screamed not coughing once and he was also very pissed off.
"You're mental! You know that? Shit I'm outta here! Pull over I'm leaving." Said Draco moving to the front of the bus.
"But Mr. Ron sir we are almost there." The bus driver told Draco.
"I don't care PLEASE stop the bus and let me out that oaf is crazy I'll give you a wand wave if I need you again." Draco pleaded.
"Ok, ok, ok but if yer need a ride yer know what ter do." Said an unhappy looking bus driver.
Draco couldn't blame him for looking that unhappy, I mean just look at the massive oaf he was going to have to deal with. Thought Draco walking off the bus and watching the bus disappear. 'Oh shit what the hell was he going to do now? He'd never been this so far in the muggle world before and it was freighting. This has to the most bizarre night of my life.' He thought laughing and started to walk down the dark unlit street.
