"Oh, thank goodness Harry," said Molly, "Come on now, you and Draco are with me and Tonks," she ushered them out of the front door, and into the open air, "Oh, I do wish Arthur had been able to borrow cars from the ministry," she complained, hurrying ahead of them and beckoning for them to keep up, as she lead them out onto the bustling streets of muggle London, "not that Fudge will lend him so much as a broken quill nowadays," a muggle, not looking where he was going, would have bashed straight into Harry, had it not been for Draco quickly pulling him out of the way.