Chapter 3 (Moving On)

Harry's POV

12:05pm

Dear Dudley,

I'm so sorry about lying to you for two years, I know I should've told you, but I didn't know when, or how to. You've been an amazing big brother and I hope you forgive me so we can carry on being brothers. Again, I'm terribly sorry. I'm leaving, Dudder's. I'm going back to the magic world, you know, the one you've dreamt about. I'll take pictures, and I'll write to you every day! Even if you don't send me a reply, I'll understand. I hurt you and betrayed your trust and I know that's going to take a long time to heal.I'll be there for you.

Stick up to the bullies, I know you can.

Love, your brother, Ry

I put the note underneath his room and walked quietly out of the house, with my rucksack on my back and money in my pocket. Petunia gave me plenty, we had a long discussion while Dudley was in his room and Vernon was in his office. She told me about the Knight bus and the Leaky Cauldron that's in London, apparently that's where I need to go first.

I'm going to use the name she gave me to anyone that asks, as it won't draw attention to me. She also told me that when I get to Diagon Alley I would need to go to Gringotts, the Wizarding bank.

Suddenly there was a lot of wind and I almost fell to the ground when a bus showed up from out of no where. It was a triple decker purple bus, very thin as well. There was a man in the entrance as he chewed gum, with a ticket machine in his hands. He looked up and frowned,

"You gettin on or wha'?" He asked with a thick accent. I nodded, not saying a word as I stepped on. It was amazing, there were beds everywhere, it was bigger on the inside, like in Doctor Who. I was shoved to the front where I saw the driver. I sat down on one of the single beds,

"'ere's your ticket, where 'ou headin?" He asked, as I took a ticket which said 'KB394'. "The Leaky Cauldron, please," I said, he nodded and banged on the glass next to the driver.

"The Leaky Cauldron, Ernie," He told him and the bus took off, with speed that made me nearly fall of the bed. How were people still sleeping? The ticket person looked at me strangely.

"What's your name?" He asked, I looked around before saying,

"Ryder," I said quietly. He nodded, his face relaxing slightly. I picked up the newspaper that was on the rack just in front of me. Monday 12 June 1988. Yesterday's news, on the Daily Prophet? Frowning slightly, I opened the piece of paper up and was shocked to see the pictures moving. Someone called Lucius Malfoy was on the front page, apparently he just gave loads of money to a hospital, St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. Something else that happened was Neville Longbottom creating a fire in their family home from trying to cook with muggle appliances, and the boy used a toy wand to start the fire. Nobody was hurt.

The Weasley's had to pay off a debt and couldn't, and there was news that the final Quidditch match would be held in England in a few years time, Ireland against Bulgaria.

Just as I started to read about Gringotts, the bus pulled to a stop. I looked up to see an old pub outside, all black and dark looking. I shrugged as I put the paper back.

"The Leaky Cauldron that's in London," The ticket person said, I nodded as a thanks as I stepped outside, shivvering slightly from the cold. I walked in after making sure I had everything. I was overwhelmed at how busy the pub was, how warm and homely it felt, there was a fire at the back, it just felt... magical.

"My name is Tom, how may I help you?"

"I'd like a room, not sure how long for, I haven't got any Wizard money yet though-" Tom stopped me from talking and showed me upstairs, to the confusion of most of the people in the pub, and we went up to the first floor.

"This, Harry, is room 1, this is a permanent room you can have for whenever you visit, it's one of the best in the business, go to sleep young one, I'll show you how to get to Diagon Alley in the morning," He said and my eyes widened as I stepped in. I looked back and smiled at him,

"Thank you, how did you know who I was?"

"I know these things, now sleep, you've got a long day ahead,"