Why Would You Do That
Chapter 1: The Escape
Harry Potter was sat in the cupboard under the stairs with his truck underneath him. He was covered in bruises and dried blood from the abuse. He always wondered what a loving family was like. He guessed it was like the Weasley's. He thought about leaving but Dumbledore told him to stay. But this time he had enough. He was going to run away.
He reached underneath him and grabbed his wand and muttered "Alohamora" and silently stepped out. He quickly pulled his invisibility cloak out and opened the front door. "Goodbye Dursleys." He whispered.
He walked down the road but suddenly a double decker bus popped out of nowhere. "ello?" The man said.
Harry removed his cloak and waved at him. "Hi." Harry replied.
"ello, the names Stan Shunpike, conductor of the Knight bus, what's your name young one?" Stan asked.
"I'm um... Vernon Dudley." Harry replied smoothing his hair over his scar.
"Nice to meet you Vernon, it'll be 7 sickles please."
Harry scrambled through his trunk and got some money out and passed it to him.
"Where to Mr Dudley?"
"The Leaky Caldron please."
"Righty oh."
Harry sat on one of the beds and the bus accelerated. He was pushed to one side and then to the other his face hitting the glass each time. "Where ere!" Stan called out. "Right thanks." Harry said feeling sick.
He stumbled off the bus and opened the door to the leaky Caldron. "Harry, what are you doing here at this time of night?" Tom the barman asked. "I-i need a place to stay. " He said. "Okay, Room 11 is free, here's the key, I'll send some treacle tart up."
"Thanks."
A little while later Harry had finished the tart and was passed out on his bed.