"Um…" I remembered Harry Potter's excuse when he was on the ground when the Knight Bus came for him. "I fell."
"What'd you fell for?" He asked.
"I don't know! I just kind of landed on the curb." I replied nervously, "Am I dreaming?"
"Why'd ya be dreaming?"
"Well, the Knight Bus: 1. doesn't exist, 2. only comes for witches or wizards, and 3. Only comes if you hail for it with your wand in the same manner that a muggle signals for a cab."
"Are you mad? Ern! She don't know she's a witch!" Stan yelled.
"I'M A WHAT?!" I screamed so loud that Ernie almost crashed into a few muggles. "Sorry. I didn't know! How did I call you? I don't have a wand!"
"You still put your arms up, but the Minister of Magic told us to come get you before you even called us."
"Oh," I said. "Where are you taking me?"
"The Leaky Cauldron. He reckons he should meet you there and explain everything."
My bed was the first one behind the driver. It was the same one Harry Potter had on his first Knight Bus ride. Finally, we arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. We managed to only hit 2 muggle cars and 1 muggle bus. I walked inside. Stan carried my trunk in behind me. Immediately, I recognized the Minister or Magic, Cornelius Fudge.
"Uh, Minister?" I said quietly.
"Ah! Cameron!" He said spotting me. He turned to Tom. "Can we get a private room in back?"
"No problem," Tom replied and directed us to the back.
We sat down and Tom left, closing the door behind him.
"Do you know why I asked to meet you here?" Fudge asked.
"I have not the slightest clue, and I think I'm dreaming, dead, or hallucinating." I replied.
"I want to tell you why you grew up with muggles. I wish your brothers were here, too." He told me. I was confused. Like seriously confused. "Hagrid's on his way to get them."
"He exists, too?!" I said wide-eyed.
"Yes, he does!" Fudge replied with a bit of a chuckle.
"This is so weird," I said as Hagrid walked in with Josh and Tim.