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Suddenly, there was a loud, abrupt BANG and a glaring light seemed to shine around the room. There appeared before them all, hardly fitting in the room, a triple-decker, very purple bus. Over the windshield, gold lettering spelt out The Knight Bus.

The silence was then broken by Hermione, “Oh Harry!! You’re a genius!! I can’t believe we didn’t think of this before!” Harry blushed, and the door of the bus opened.

The conductor stepped off the bus, and began his usual speech, “Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. Just stick out your wand hand and…oh, Harry Potter!! It’s a pleasure to meet you again sir!”

“Hey Stan…nice to see you again too. You think you can help us? We need transport for five today to…uh, I guess the Burrow.”

“Oh yes, of course sir, right away sir…where are your trunks, sir?” Stan Shunpike rambled on.

“Give us a moment Stan, we’re not that ready. Ok guys, we need to pack.” With this statement, everyone started talking excitedly and started to gather their belongings, except for one person.

No one saw Jemaine huddled in the corner, tears in his eyes.

When the five trunks were packed and placed in the Knight Bus, Draco, Ginny, Ron, Hermione and Harry stood in the room awkwardly, neither wanting to initiate the farewells.

It was Jessica who spoke next, “Well, I guess this is it guys…I’m sorry we brought you here and caused any problems…don’t worry about your jobs, we’ll take care of them, and um, here’s a little gift from Arezoo and I.”

She handed them a large package. “It’s the Harry Potter books…the ones that J.K Rowling wrote, somehow I think she’s a witch, how else could she have known about you guys?” Arezoo said.

Hermione took the package and thanked them. They then said goodbye to them all, and silence followed once again.

It was Harry who spoke next, “Where’s Jemaine?”

“I’m here.” A small voice said, as Jemaine came out of the bedroom, his eyes red and puffy.

“Have you been crying?” Draco asked.

“No.” Jemaine sniffed, “I just went to get this.”

He held out a photo album. Ginny took it, and inside, they saw photos of their visit. The were muggle photos, so there was no movement, but each photo caught a special moment.

There were posed photos of everyone, there were photos of them all watching television, photos of Harry in his pizza suit, Draco as he woke up in the morning, Harry cooking, Hermione and Ginny playing cards, last but not least, Draco sleeping.

Draco screamed at that one, but Jemaine just smiled and winked at him.

The last few pages were newspaper clippings. There were the articles of a crazy person running through the streets yelling "I'M THE BOY WHO LIVED!” and underwear advertisements, modelled by Draco, proclaiming a more comfortable haven for people’s asses.

At this advertisement, Jemaine burst into tears, “I’ve been collecting them, and I just started putting it together…I’m going to miss you guys so much!”

Harry patted him on his back and told him they will owl each other regularly, and he could visit sometime. At this, Jemaine brightened and made them promise to write as soon as they could.

After the tearful farewells between them all, they slowly all got on the bus. Jemaine waved a handkerchief at them, and Arezoo and Jessica stood silently.

The doors of the Knight Bus closed and with a BANG it vanished into thin air, leaving the room in a mess.

Arezoo and Jessica eventually left, leaving Jemaine in his apartment.

He started to walk from room to room, but stopped at the fridge for something to eat. He opened the door and gasped.

Inside there was a sandwich, but not any sandwich. It was salmon, and wrapped in glad wrap. Jemaine didn’t remember making it at all so had doubts about eating it.

But then again, he was very hungry.

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