" Welcome to the knight bus emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. I'm Stan Shunpike and I will be your conductor for this evening." He said.

Henry looked at me with wide eyes. 

"This is THE knight bus oh my god." He whispered into my ears.

"I know. Lets get aboard."I gestured for the others to follow me and climbed onto the bus.

It was a small little two decker and it had a crystal chandelier that looked quite out of place. It was crammed  with at least six four poster beds. In the front of the bus, there was a creepish looking head that seemed to be alive and talked to a man that had large thick glasses that were two times the size of his own head. When I thought this day couldn't get any weirder, the bus started. It went at least a million miles per hour.