Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters that have been mentioned in J.K Rowling's books. I also don't own any of the places mentioned in the books. Any other details are products of my imagination. (I do wish I owned some of the characters though...sees Harry and drools)

Stan stared for a moment in shock. 'It is Neville, I mean Harry Potter again', he thought. "Hello there, Mr. Potter, long time no see. May I ask what is the hurry at this time of night to go to Diagon Alley?"

Harry said nervously and quietly with a small polite smile," I'm meeting someone there early in the morning tomorrow and I'd rather leave late then get up early tomorrow morning. I'm not much of a morning person."

Stan nodded his head in understanding,"Yeah I know what you mean, not much of a morning person myself, but duty calls. So welcome aboard the Knight Bus, Mr. Harry Potter, hope you enjoy your stay". Harry handed him some money and mumbled a small thanks. Then walked up into the bus with Stan coming up the rear dragging Harry's belongings with him. Harry looked around and decided to pick a seat further in the back than last time, since it was less crowded at this time of night. He didn't want to be gawked at the whole ride and have Stan asking questions. He wasn't in the mood. He was nervous enough without having someone talking to him while he was trying to run away. Although Harry didn't have such luck as Stan, as soon as he saw that Harry was in the back, went to go join him.

"Why you all the way in the back, Mr. Potter? I don't want you to get lonely so I guess I'll keep you company until we get there. So can I see your scar?" Stan asked not caring that it was a rude thing to say to someone. Harry was used to this part of the questioning so just pushed his unruly bangs out of his eyes to show his scar for the second time that evening. Although, this time he thought, was actually a much more pleasant circumstance. Harry looked down and tried to hold down his anger as Stan just kept staring at it with his mouth hanging open. Stan's hand was going up to what appeared to be getting ready to poke his scar when Harry snapped. "Do you mind? I don't feel in the mood to be treated like an animal in the zoo, so please leave me the bloody hell alone!" he yelled eyes flaming with anger. Stan squeaked and quickly got up, heading toward the front. Harry could hear him mumbling something about famous people being so rude and something about waking up on the wrong side of the bed that morning.

Harry took deep calming breaths to stop himself from doing anything stupid. He let out a large sigh and closed his eyes. He had yet to decide where exactly to go after Diagon Alley. He needed to decide soon, because he knew he wouldn't have much time. 'Well....it will need to be somewhere, where I can't be recognized too easily, and is far enough away where I won't run into anyone who knows me.' Harry thought. 'Hmm...lets see, France...maybe,...Germany naww,....Ireland nope,....ohhh, what about Spain? Sure it would be a different language, but what the hell. He had always wanted to go there...and he should be able to hide out there....Now all he needed was a way to get there..' Harry let out yet another sigh, he would just have to think about that part later. He decided to try and rest a bit, since he would probably not have a chance to truly rest for quite some time.

The next thing he knew, he was being shaken awake by Stan. He seemed still offended so just told him they were there and let him off, then threw his stuff after him. Harry looked around still disoriented from his little nap. He was outside the Leaky Cauldron. Harry knew he could easily be recognized there so he decided it was time to use his fathers "special" cloak yet again. Harry quickly searched in his bag for his cloak. He had left a lot of his things back at the Dursleys, since it would be kind of hard to travel with a large trolley following you everywhere. He saw his cloak and quickly pulled it out and covered himself in its silky fabric. Harry looked down making sure there wasn't a pair of feet without a body showing. He took a deep breath and slowly opened the door to the leaky cauldron, his heart pounding nervously. He took a look around and was relieved to see that the place was deserted. Its only occupants the keeper Tom and a couple of drunks at the bar. Harry slowly crept around to the brick wall that led to Diagon Alley. He was relieved nothing had gone wrong yet, but didn't let his guard down, since there was still a lot more he had to do. He searched his pocket for his wand and pulled it out. He took a glance behind him making sure no one was there to see a hand with a wand hitting the bricks by itself.

Harry counted the familiar brick that was three up and two across and watched as the brick wall moved apart to allow him to pass. He entered into Diagon Alley surprised that even at this time at night the streets still had people wondering around. 'At least it wasn't as crowded as normal' Harry thought in relief as he knew it would be hard to walk around in the invisibility cloak in a large crowd, without walking into someone. Harry slowly treaded down the alley heading for the large white building, that contained all sorts of interesting things. From goblins to Dragons, or at least so he had heard from Hagrid. As he approached the building he figured it would be a good idea to take of the cloak at this point. He would need to be seen to get to his vault. This was kind of the hard part, but he just hoped the goblins wouldn't ask any questions. Harry went into the little alley on the side of gringotts and removed his cloak, carefully placing it back into his bag. Harry journeyed up the steps into the hall leading to the main goblins desk, twirling his key nervously in his fingers. The goblin at the desk did not look up as Harry arrived, only showed that he was aware of his presence when he nodded after Harry cleared his throat. "Er....I would like to take some money out of my vault please. Here is the key." Harry quickly thrust his key into the air in front of the goblin. The goblin finally rose his head and stared at the boy, then at the key, back and forth, back and forth between the two.

"Yess....right this way Mr. Potter," the goblin mumbled and jumped of his chair, heading to the carts. Harry quickly followed him into the cart, falling back in surprise as the cart all of a sudden started to its destination, at an extremely hurried speed. As Harry straightened himself the cart came to an abrupt stop causing him to fall over yet again, this time by the force. His glasses were jumbled across his face in an interesting position, so he fixed them so that they were actually able to do their job. The goblin announced they were there and got out with his lantern being held out before him. Harry slowly stepped out and headed toward the door, which held his small fortune that had been left by his parents. He placed the key within the lock and turned it slowly, only stopping when a loud click could be heard. He opened the door and entered the small room containing piles of Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts. He took out a small bag and grabbed a bunch of each. He made sure to take enough that could last him for quite sometime. He new however having a bunch of wizard gold wasn't going to do him much in the muggle world. He would need to get it exchanged, so he turned to the goblin standing just out the door patiently.

'Would you be able to change this into muggle money for me please sir?" Harry asked. The goblin nodded and walked up to Harry and waved his hand over the bag of money, whispering words that Harry couldn't make out. He then walked away and back into the cart. Harry curious as to what he did, took a peak inside the bag, discovering British pounds replacing the wizard money. Hearing the goblin tapping his foot impatiently, he rushed into the cart quickly sitting down and holding on this time. They raced back to the main hall and Harry found himself outside the building within a few seconds.

He blinked a few times trying to clear his mind for a moment after that interesting experience. He wasn't sure where to head now. He doubt he could walk all the way there. He didn't think taking the Knight Bus was going to be a good idea anymore either. He knew he had to travel fast like lighting. 'Hey speaking of lighting' he thought, 'The Firebolt.....I could use it to get there...I would just have to wear the invisibility cloak and be very careful....This will be over before it starts if they see a mysterious broom with a boy on it flying over their houses though....I could use the train, but it will just take too long. Its the fastest broom out there for a reason. I guess I have somewhat of a plan now...Lets just hope lucks on my side......'

Anyways thanks those who reviewed the first chapter. I really appreciate it. I do not however like getting flamed, so do please keep it to yourself. Please continue to R&R. I'm trying to write this as fast as I can, but I recently had surgery so It's hard to be typing for too long. I also am trying to write longer chapters, but remember this is my first fanfic so I am sort of new at this. I'm also trying to write a Sailor Moon One-shot. It should be finished soon though so keep an eye out for it. I also want to give a shout out to my Best Friends Sammi-chan and Gill-chan.