Racing through Diagon Alley, Alexander and Hermione made it onto Charing Cross Road easily, and walked from it in search of a slow street. They walked for a few minutes before finding one, and the wizard threw out his wand, as instructed. It took a few seconds but soon they were nearly flattened after a *BANG* reverberated around them and a large purple triple-decker bus screeched to a halt in from of them.
From the bus, a lanky pimple faced wizard hopped out and said, "Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. My name is Stan Shunpike and I will be your conductor today. Where to?"
"The Lovegood House, Ottery St. Catchpole please," the demigods said as they boarded.
"Right, that'll be a galleon each," Stan took the two handed over coins and called up to an elderly man at the wheel, "Right you are Ernie, take her away."
It was only by pure luck that neither teen went flying from the initial portion of inertia, getting settled in on a bench seat and held on tightly as they were buffeted about. It took then 30 minutes, stops everywhere from Aberdeen to Cardiff, dropping others off and collecting more. Finally Ernie said in a gravelly voice, "Ottery St. Catchpole, Devon."
The couple got up and just as they were leaving, Lex asked, "Why don't you bolt those seats down?"
"Hmm, never thought about it, thanks man," the conductor called out before the bus left with another huge *BANG*.
"Mental, the lot of them," Hermione muttered before they walked up the drive they were dropped off on.
The house they were heading towards was large and a sleek black in colour; it looked a lot like a rook off of a chess set. The grounds about it were covered with flowers, most of them were normal, like roses, tulips, etc. But there were also magical ones, like the patch of honking daffodils, or the umbrella flowers that looked like odd trees. It was obvious that someone truly had green thumbs in the house.
They were almost at the house when they spied a set of silver shoes moving beneath one of the large flowers. Diverting their path, they saw that the owner of the shoes was a young girl, with hair as yellow as the sun and silver/blue eyes that didn't seem to focus at all. Around her neck was a necklace made from the corks from Butterbeer bottles, and she had radishes hanging as earrings. Her wand was in place, perched behind her ear, a quill behind the other.
"Hello there," Hermione said politely.
"Oh," the girl jumped slightly, startled by their sudden presence, "Hello. Who are you?"
"I'm Hermione Granger and this is my boyfriend Harry Potter"
Those eyes, they peered at the demigods, looking straight into their souls it seemed, before the girl pursed her lips, "No, you call yourselves them but you are not them."
That shocked the teens, "How?"
"I can just tell, I've been able to since I was born," the girl sized them up and stuck out her hand, "I'm Lunette Lovegood, you can call me Luna."
Shaking her hand, Mia realise she knew this girl, "You're a Ravenclaw right? I've seen you around the school."
Luna blushed lightly, "Yes, I'm a Ravenclaw. Are you here to see my father?"
"Mhmm, we'd like to give him an interview," Lex said.
That brightened the young witch up, "Great, I'll take you to him now."
The trio made their way into the house, and then down into the basement, where they could hear the rhythmic sounds of an old fashioned printing press. When they were able to see in, they spied a blonde man wearing fanciful robes and splattered with ink, he was leaning over a desk, writing furiously.
"Daddy?" Luna softly spoke, not wanting to startle her father.
The man turned and smiled widely, showing bright white teeth and blue eyes, "Luna, I thought you were looking at Nargles."
"They weren't playing today. Daddy, we have visitors, they want to give you an interview," the girl motioned for the pair to walk forward.
"Hello Mr Lovegood, I hear that you have a fine newspaper and Hermione and I would like to give you an interview."
Xeno's eyes widened as he recognised the wizard, "Harry Potter, as I live and breathe. Come, come, upstairs in the comfort."
Bustled upstairs, with a Butterbeer in hand, Luna sitting to their side with parchment and quill ready. She asked them, "May I enquire as to why you are here and not the Daily Prophet? The Potter family does have controlling interest."
"Because they are currently going through an overhaul on our request," Hermione said neutrally, "It may be a few months before they are up to standard but many people are going to lose their jobs and money for calling Harry a cheat. We wanted to give an interview about how the Minister sees it fit to allow Dementors to be around the school despite being asked by the Headmistress and the head of the DMLE to not do it. Can you do that?"
"Of course, of course," Xeno was excited, "Please, tell us your views on the Minister's decision."