"anywhere's better than here!" Harry exclaimed to his uncle Vernon.

"Where do you expect to go, huh?!" His uncle shouted back, leaving harry speechless.

He texted you, venting out that he ran away and has no where to go. You offered to let him stay over your place.

Suddenly, a three-story purple bus stopped near him

"Hello, we are the night bus for stranded witches and wizards-, wait why you in the ground? What you fell over for?"

Harry responded and then rode the bus. He stopped by over your house as he knocked on the door, waiting for someone to answer.