Chapter 7 An unpleasant encounter
Harrys pov
He watched stunned as his aunt drove off leaving him in the middle of a busy Super Mall parking lot, without any means of protection. He looked at his watch, it was late, he had thought it was only 6 but it was almost 9 at night. Thinking fast he did t know what to do. He was about a 10 mile walk back to Privet Drive, AND they had taken the highway so then he would have to find ANOTHER way to get back. And what would happen when he got back? Would they even let him in? he thought. The Knight Bus...he thought. But he didn't have his wand on him. But he had to try. First he decided to get away from the busy area of the shopping mall to a place not so crowded with muggles so that he could find a stick and stick it out into the air like a crazy person. He walked slowly at first; he didn't want to leave the safety of the busy lot and the bright lights. But after thinking about it how would Voldemort know he was here in the first place? He could be having you watched just like Dumbledore did, another voice in his head answered. They'll probably attack anyway no matter how many people were there to witness. They might even like the idea. But wait he thought did Voldemort even have a reason for coming after him? Not a very good one, if he still doesn't know about the prophesy, another voice reminded him. Still...He kept thinking about it all until he was on a quiet road with almost no cars and no light, and they were right next to a woods. Harry stopped and looked around for a stick. Once he found on he picked it clean till in the dark it looked like a wand. Then praying silently he stuck it up into the air on the side of the road. For a few second nothing happened then he heard a load noise of the Knight bus pulling up in front of him. He quickly put away his stick and as Stan jumped off and started to talk he said quickly cutting him off "Hi Stan 'member me? Can you do me a favor? I need to get to somewhere but I don't have money on me. Its at my Aunt and Uncles house, they just kicked me out. Can i pay you when i get there then give you more money to take me somewhere else, please?" Asked Harry in a rush.
Stan looked pale for a minute then said putting on a quick smile "A'Course! A'Course! Sure thing! 'Comon 'bord! So where is this Other place were going? And where to first?" Stan beamed.
"Well... #4 Privet Drive first...then I really haven't thought of that yet" Harry answered hopping aboard the bus he rally did know where he was going but wanted to keep it quiet until the last possible minute. But the minute after he boarded he wished he would have sucked it up and walked back. Stan gave him the first bed behind the wheel as Harry noticed who was sitting just across the isle from his bed.
Draco Malfoy was leaning up against the rails, and watching him intently. "Oh Dad?" he whispered quietly. Harry glanced around and received quit a shock to find Mr.Malfoy on the bed next to Draco's in a deep discussion with what looked like the next three occupants down and five occupants across obviously using code names he thought he heard one say 'but there's no reason to eat the cheesecake right away'. They were all men, some Harry recognized like the Malfoy men, Crab and Goyle and what looked like their fathers, and four others that Harry had seen in the graveyard two years ago who's names he didn't remember. He felt suddenly paralyzed halfway into lowering himself onto the bed. Mr. Malfoys mouth opened in shock then he whispered 'Mr. Potter...'
Harry dropped onto his bed as the bus took off. Stan turned to look at him and noticed him eyeing the other people. "Yea I know, a lot of people eh Harry? Not usually this crowded but you should have seen it a few minutes ago wow ...about twenty five people at one stop! Where did ya'll say you were coming from?" Stan asked the group.
"House party" said Mr. Malfoy vaguely. And Harry could tell right away it was no house party, probably a Death eaters meeting. yep had to be he thought.