Like I said if enough people want more I will right some more. I don't own harry potter or Wyatt Earp and finally a thank you out to Muttkip and K5rakitan whom without this story would be terrible to read.
Harry had to wonder how he got himself into these situations. Shopping for school supplies should be simple, right? Then again, so should going to school. These thoughts passed through Harry's head as he was pulled in a semicircle again by his rescuer keeping the gathered mob of his pursuers before them. There the closest pursuers took a few steps toward them and said "Hand him over." The man had reddish-blond and unkempt hair. His clothes were about average, but what made him different was the blood-red silk sash around his waist.
" He said turn loose of him," came a man who walked up from their right. He had light brown apparently well-groomed hair with a blue shirt but the same red sash was around his waist too.
"Well I'm not so go home," came the gruff voice of Harry's rescuer. "I swear law dog if you don't let him go we'll tear you apart," said the redhead again drawing Harry's attention back to him as he stepped closer.
The law dog drew his wand and pressed it the redhead's forehead saying, "You die first get it, your friends might get me in a rush but not before I make your head a canoe."
"He's bluffing. Let's rush him" the blue man suggested.
"No, he aint bluffing" the redhead answered.
At this the law dog smirked and commented, "You're not as dumb as you look Ike; now tell them to back up."
Ike complied with more than a hint of fear, "Go on now get back." When no one moved Ike became fearful and yelled "Go on!"
The blue man took a step towards Harry causing Ike to yell, "Billy he'll kill me."
Then a new voice spoke up, "and you music lover you're next."vHarry saw Billy turn to the new voice belonging to a gaunt ash-blond man wearing black pants with a button-up shirt holding a metal pint in one hand and a wand in the other.
With a forced chuckle Billy said, "If it isn't the drunken piano player. You're so drunk you can't hit nothing, in fact you're probably seeing double." After this, Billy pulled out the biggest knife Harry had ever seen.
The pianist simply smiled and pulled a second wand and twirled them saying, "I have two wands, one for each of you."
In the tense seconds that followed, everyone just stared at each other before being interrupted by a loud bang and blinding light. When the spots finally stopped dancing in Harry's eyes, two new figures were standing on the opposite side of Harry and his rescuer. The older one on Harry's right side and the obviously younger one on Harry's left behind the law dog forming a staggered line in front of the mob.
"Back it up now," came the gruff voice to Harry's right, obviously the older one. The younger one just turned a slow semicircle keeping most of the mob before him. "Go home now!" This time, the command came with more force behind it, and it seemed to have the desired effect as the crowd began to dissipate.
The last two to go were Billy and Ike, the latter saying "I'll be seeing ya," and repeating himself to the law dog and Harry "I'll be seeing ya."
When the mob was out of sight the hand on Harry's shoulder relaxed and asked "What's your name son?"
" Harry, Harry potter sir," answered Harry.
"Well, I'm Wyatt and these two are my brothers James, Virgil," Wyatt said pointing to each one, "and him," pointing to the drunken pianist who just sipped his pint, "we call him Doc."
