~ Chapter 2 ~ Me and Harry were sitting on a curb on the side of the road. We must’ve walked a mile away from the Dursley’s house. “Gwen, what have we done?” Harry asked. “I’m not sure. Should we go back?” I asked. “No!” Harry said fiercely. “And I accidentally cursed Aunt Marge! I’m expelled from Hogwarts for sure! We’re not allowed to do magic outside of school!” He cried. “You don’t know that!” I said. “It’s almost certain.” Harry said, frowning. I pet my cat, Banana, who was sitting in my lap. “Well, maybe we should-“ my words were cut off by a deafening BANG! And suddenly in front of us was a giant purple bus! A man stepped out. He introduced himself as Stan Shunpike, and allowed us on the bus. The bus started driving. We eventually got off at Diagon Alley. We got our things, stepped off the bus, and were immediately greeted by a man who called himself Cornelius Fudge. Cornelius Fudge? He was the minister of magic! He took me and Harry to a hotel room in a hotel/pub called ‘The Leaky Cauldron’ and explained that Harry would not be expelled from Hogwarts. Thank goodness. We spent a few days at the Leaky Cauldron, and hung out at the different stores in Diagon Alley. Eventually, Ron and Hermione turned up at an ice cream shop, and we spent tons of time with them. Time passed. It was time to go back to our school, hogwarts. We went to platform 9 3/4, and got on the train. Hogwarts was more of a home than me and Harry had ever known. We were so excited to go back. It was time to go back to our real home.
