"DUCK BITCH, DUCK!"
The muffled warning fell on death ears as Colin was tackled to the ground by a grown man over twice his age. They collided with a nearby table, knocking it over and sending glass and warm ale all over the floor. Bella let out a mad war cry, before throwing her noggin back with all the force she could muster, effectively head-butting the burly woman, who was currently restraining her, in her botox-injected face. Letting out a sob, she instantly let go of the small girl non-too gently, causing Bella to tumble to the ground in a heap of dark hair and black robes.
"Is that all you got? Huh? IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?!" She threw her arms up in victory, slamming her leg into the woman's stomach one more time for good measure. Satisfied, she turned around to view the havoc she and her friends had (unintentional) caused.
Tables were overthrown and liquor was almost flooding the scrapped wooden floors as they were knocked carelessly to the ground. Angry shouts and screams filled the air as the pub customers brawled each other, wildly throwing punches and kicks with abandon. Faces were black and blue, blood was of no shortage, and she swore she just saw a guy stab another in the balls with a broken beer glass.
A small squeak grabbed her attention as she swiveled her head to the right. Luna had grabbed one of the liquor-dispensing hoses from the bar and was now shooting others in their eyes with cool beer for protection. She watched with a sinking heart as the liquid's pressure got lower and lower before completely stopping, before jumping back up when Luna ripped it out the wall in a out-of-character display of strength, swinging the tube around as a whip.
"Well, this is going fine-Wait.. Oh shit, Collin!"
She quickly ran to the last place she saw her brunette friend, before stopping in her tracks when spotting him brandishing a broken leg of a bar stool. The jagged edges were presented with great confidence, waving at the heavy-set man with abandon.
"Stay back, you beast!" he cried. When the man still advanced forward, he let out a girly shriek, before grabbing the rest of the stool that laid next to him and smashing it over the man's head. He heaved, eyes bulging, before falling back. With labored breaths, Colin raised a bruised eye to his small, sheepishly smiling friend.
"You are so dead." He mouthed, glaring at her. Bella shrugged, before promptly turning on her heels and socking her reproaching opponent in the nose, snickering as he doubled over in pain.
Now, I'm sure you're wondering how exactly our heroes managed to start a bar fight. Well, actually, the answer is quite simple... Scratch that, it's not simple at all. In fact, only the beginning is simple (barley). It all started at the very beginning of summer, when Xenophillus Lovegood (better known as Xeno) picked up three rather peculiar children ( not that anyone would guess... Except for in Luna's case, that girl was quite strange indeed) with rather peculiar talents from King's Cross Station.