I'm very sorry for the uncustomary (is that how you spell it?) delay everyone. Now i have actually decided to be organised with this story, with advice from my all knowing master, and i have actually made up a proper storyline, it means i've had to go back and edit bits of the previous chapters. Which, of course, is a pain in the arse. So, to make life easier, i thought "wouldn't it be better to write the next two before actually updating one, so i can don't HAVE to go back and edit it!" Genius aren't I? So, thats my explanation over! I would seriously suggest reading the ends of chapter 3 and 5, because they kind of make this easier to understand (hopefully). And especially the end of chapter 5 is very important. So go do that, otherwise you'll get lost with the storyline, and then come moaning to me, and i'll go HA! I TOLD YOU SO! So there. I'm so chuffed with my storyline. It's amazing, i deserve a medal for it. Mwahaha.

Onwards they trudged through the fields Wales. Not once had any of them thought about where they were heading. It had almost been like a natural instinct: The Order of the Phoenix had always been at number 12 Grimmauld Place, which after Sirius had died in book 5 Harry had inherited and allowed to be used still for the Order in book 6. So, that's where they were heading, though travelling the way were, it would take them an age to reach there.

"I give up," Tash said, panting. "I'm fed up of walking."

Kate looked over her shoulder and smiled. "Walking is very beneficial exercise Tash. Though I will admit, this is going to take forever."

"Let's take a brake" Jenny suggested.

They all sat down in the long grass, the noises of the sheep and cows sounding around them from various other fields.

"I hope there isn't any sheep poo here," Beth said, looking around carefully.

They all grinned at her. It was a cold day, yet the sky was a crystal clear blue, no clouds obstructing it. Kate liked days like this. They were energising and invigorating and made her feel like jumping up and down madly.

"You know what would be handy now?" Jenny said.

"What?"

"The Knight Bus."

Kate nodded. "If only we had a wand, we could catch it."

Tash sighed. "Isn't life just bloody peachy?"

While this conversation continued, Beth was still looking around for sheep poo, trying desperately not to put her hands down in any. The only problem was that it was everywhere. She took a second glance at something in the grass. If that was sheep poo, it was uncommonly long….

"Kate…."

"What?"

"Look…"

"WHAT?"

"it's…….it's a wand!"

They all jumped up.

"Where!"

"There! In the grass!"

They all jumped for it at once, falling in a heap on the ground.

"Ow!"

"Ger'off!"

"Hey!"

"Where is it!"

They scrambled around until they were free of each other to find Meg, who had until now been out of harms way bounding around the fields, sitting with the wan in her mouth. She eyed the foursome mischievously before running around with it in her mouth happily.

They looked horrified.

"Meg! Give us that NOW!" Beth said.

Still Meg treated this as a game, barking and dodging around Beth when she made a grab for it.

"See, THIS is why I didn't want to bring Meg," Kate remarked, her arms crossed, "and as you well know, she will now ask for it to be thrown, but when you try to take it, she won't let you!"

"Shush!"

"She'll ruin it!" Jenny cried.

"If she does and we have to keep walking…." Tash threatened.

"OK, ok, chill!" Kate said, hands out in front of her. "Let's not panic! There must be a way to solve this."

"Well," Beth said slowly, as Meg jumped up and down, barking and tail wagging madly, "there is one way. Kate won't like it."

"As long as we don't have to walk anymore, I'm all for it!" Tash said. Kate glared at her. "Well, what is this idea Bethy?"

"Well…..you'd better lie down…"

"Beth, are you sure this will work?" Jenny asked, aware that Meg was settling down getting ready to start chewing the wand.

"Let's hope from past experience." Beth replied. She whistled. "Meg! Come on!" She patted the ground next to Kate. "Come on!"

Meg looked up, and saw Kate's body on the ground. It was too predictable what would happen. She dropped the wand, which Jenny and Tash ran to get, and plodded over to Kate. She licked her face and decisively plonked herself on Kate.

"SUCCESS!" Tash cried, doing the Macarena.

"Jenny looked at the wand suspiciously. "But guys, where did it come from?"

"Who cares!" Tash said, who was still dancing the Macarena, "someone must love us up there!"

Jenny looked wary still, but when reminded of her aching feet, she decided maybe it was best to forget it.

"Come on," Beth said, "to the next road to catch our bus!"

"Ermmm, Beth?" Kate's muffled voice could be heard. "I can- - n't breath- "

They reached the nearest road, which ran through the countryside, twisting and winding while nettles and flowers grew around its edges. The sheep watched curiously as Jenny held out the wand. And, in the click of your fingers, a revving noise could be heard, the screeching of brakes and the squealing friction of tyres against the ground. The three- Decker, violent purple bus came flying around the corner, skidding to a halt when the driver slammed his foot on the brake. It stopped in front of the foursome. A handsome man with curly, short hair and brown eyes stood at the open doors, his white shirt open near the top. Kate's mouth was wide open with shock.

"Hello ladies, welcome to the Knight Bus."

No-one replied, they just continued to gape.

"Ermm-yes, anyway..- "

"IT'S COLIN FIRTH!" Kate screamed before she could contain herself.

"Mr.Darcy!" Beth added, "give me that wand! He's not dressed properly!" She grabbed the wand from Jenny and shouted, "Aguamenti!"

A jet of water shot out of the wand, soaking the white shirt. It clung to Colin's body, revealing his muscular body underneath.

"Ermm….welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. Just stick out your wand hand, step on board and we can take you anywhere you want to go. My name is Colin Firth, and I will be your conductor…for this.." he drifted off as he sat the continuing gazing off the girls.

"It's all wet like in Pride and Prejudice!" Beth said in a high pitched voice.

"You've seen that?" He raised his eyebrows.

"OF COURSE!" the Beacons yelled, "the best thing EVER!"

He smiled. "Well, my adoring fans, where are you all wanting to go this fine day?"

"12 Grimmauld Place, London please," Tash said quickly before Kate or Beth could ramble on.

"Right you are, that'll be 11 sickles please. If you fancy paying a bit more, you get hot chocolate, a hot water bottle and your chosen coloured tooth brush."

Chocolate AND Colin Firth? Kate could almost sing out loud!

"Yes we'll have that please," said Jenny smiling.

They all went into their pockets to get the money, but realised they only had pound notes. As they were only muggles, they had no wizard money at all

"Bloody Hell," Tash muttered.

"Too right," Kate agreed.

"What are we going to do?" Beth said dramatically. They needed to get to the Order before it was too late to save Emma, they didn't have long.

And then, just like the wand, it happened. They all felt their pockets sag, the weight of the objects pulling the material of their trouser pockets down. Jenny pulled some of the silver sickles and golden galleons out her pocket, lost for words.

"How………" Kate stuttered.

"Jesus," Tash whispered.

"Is that the money then?" Colin asked, causing them all to look up quickly.

"Errrr….yes..I….I think it is!" Beth said.

They all dug out the correct amount of sickles and gave them to him. Then, all looking puzzled, they made their way to the beds which were dotted around. They were all speechless.

"So, firstly, when we need a wand, a wand suddenly appears," Jenny began slowly.

"Then, Colin Firth, who is a muggle, turns out to be the conductor of the Knight Bus, and he doesn't even mind when I drench him in water," Beth said in bewilderment.

"And suddenly, when we need wizard money, it appears in heaps in our pockets."

"Bloody Hell," Tash said again. "This is scary dude. It's like someone is helping us."

"Or….or someone's re-written the Knight Bus," Beth suggested. "No-one in Harry Potter would've given Colin Firth that job."

But their discussion was interrupted when Colin could be heard shouting,

"Alright, Ernie-go for it!"

"Oh-o," Tash said. "Brace yourselves."

The woman's hand scribbled madly on the paper, the candlelight fluttering across it. Her wrists ached, and her eyes hurt. Tucking a piece of her grey flecked hair behind her ear, she put down the pen and read the words on the crumpled paper, where she had grabbed it too many times in the same place.

Suddenly, a wand appeared in the grass.

Piles of money fell out of their pockets…..

It was going well so far. She heard footsteps coming. Diving to the floor, she lifted up a slab and threw the paper in the gap, before replacing the stone, and jumping back to her seat. The door was flung open and a young woman was thrown into the cod, damp dungeon before the door was slammed, so hard it was amazing it didn't completely collapse. The first woman waited until the footsteps died before running to help the other, who was over 20 years younger than herself. She put something on her nose before asking her,

"Are you alright?"

The younger woman's eyes, once full of life were faded, and her golden hair was lank and miserable. She nodded. "Did you manage it?"

The elder nodded back and smiled. "They managed to get on the Knight Bus."

"Brilliant." She stumbled to her feet and walked over to the desk in the corner. "Hasn't he realised yet?"

"Well, no," the other replied, shaking her head. "He said I had to write the story…….which I am doing, just helping some people along the way."

The younger one sighed. "I hope they come soon. You can't wear that peg on your nose every time I come into the room." She pointed to the blue peg which was clasped on her friend's nose.

"Well, until the Beacons come, I haven't got much choice."