The Hogs Head
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor Meteor Garden.
A/N: This chapter is kind of short, sorry! It's got some action in it though, hope you enjoy! And in answer to my only reviewer so far, dark angel316, no, I'm not Filipino, I'm an ABC (American-born Chinese). I watched the Taiwanese drama Meteor Garden and fell in love with it, I'm thrilled you like Meteor Garden too! Thanks for the review and I hope you can read my fic! As to every one else, please read and review! Thanks!
Draco Malfoy stepped into Hogsmeade and rolled his eyes as he headed towards The Hogs Head. He entered the dimly lit and shady pub and made his way over to the corner table where Ron Weasley and Harry Potter were sitting.
"Hey, Draco, we thought you'd never make it," Ron smirked playfully and took a swig from his Firewhiskey Bottle, then held his hand out to his friend. Harry grinned and downed his Bacardi.
"You mind telling me what the hell we're doing in this dump?" Draco clapped Ron's and Harry's hands as he slumped irritably into a seat.
Ron laughed and gestured at Oliver, who was busy playing pool and talking sweet to a slim girl with layered red hair in a black spaghetti strap and short black skirt. Draco scrutinized the girl who looked vaguely familiar while he ordered a drink. "Didn't that girl go to Hogwarts with us...she's that Hufflepuff chick. Bones. Susan Bones, isn't she?"
Ron shrugged. "Not like it matters, mate. I've stopped trying to learn the names of Oliver's girls. No point. You know his policy."
"A girl doesn't stay interesting for more than a week," Draco finished for him. "Nutter."
Ron smacked Draco in the ribs and grinned. "Not like you've done any better. At least Oliver gets some, when was the last time you had a girl?"
Draco shrugged. He'd been with girls, sure, but never had anyone serious enough to be worth remembering. He looked around the small and dingy pub.
His attention was diverted to the pool table. Oliver was bent over concentrating on a tough shot, and didn't notice five pissed off looking wizards charging over to him. Ernie Macmillan stopped in front of Oliver and crossed his arms. His friends sauntered behind him and glared. Susan eyed Ernie nervously and glanced quickly at Oliver who still hadn't looked up. She cleared her throat nervously and put his hand on Ernie's shoulder and said softly, "Hey, Ernie-"
Ernie interrupted her hotly. "Shuddup, bitch. What the hell are you doing here with him?"
Susan looked terrified. "Well, I...I wasn't-" She cried out in pain and surprise as Ernie pushed her away from him. Oliver finally tore his eyes off the 8ball and looked Ernie up and down. "A real man never hits a lady, scumbag." He reached over to Susan and took her hand gently. "You okay, baby?" Ernie exploded. "Who the fuck do you think you are? Get off of her, NOW." Ernie yanked Susan harshly away from Oliver, who in turn pulled her back and gently guided her behind him, away from Ernie, who was now livid in anger. "Are you bloody deaf? Bugger off, now, this is between me and MY girl, you got that, shithead?" While this was happening, Draco and Ron got up and started making their way over to the pool table, Draco looking somber and detached, Ron thriving off the excitement. Draco tapped Ernie on the shoulder. "I think you're the one with the problem, Macmillan," he said coolly as he punched him hard across the face. With that, the quiet pub became host to a grueling brawl of Ernie and his gang verses F4. Draco left Oliver to deal with Ernie as he took on two of his friends. He punched one square in the jaw and ducked the other one's blow. He picked up the now struggling wizard and threw him across the pub, knocking over tables and chairs. He knocked the other one down on the floor and placed his foot on his chest to keep him down. He glanced over at Ron who was shoving a guy through the window and kicking another one into the bar. Oliver, meanwhile had Ernie by the throat on a table and hissed calmly, "I think you need to be taught a lesson in manners, Ern. But I feel sorry for you." He chuckled. "You obviously didn't know what the hell you were getting you're pansy ass into, so I'm just gonna let you off with a warning. I don't ever wanna have this conversation with you again, got it?" He punched Ernie in the face one last time before letting him slide off the table and onto the floor. He shook out his wrist and beckoned a very frightened Susan over. "I'll call you tomorrow, k, love?" Oliver pecked her on the cheek and flashed his winning smile. Susan smiled nervously back and edged away from the moaning Ernie, who was still in a heap on the floor. Harry, meanwhile had made his way over the bar. He stepped over Ron and one of the guys, who were wrestling on the floor, and asked the man behind the counter, "Are you the pub-owner?" The old wizard, who's long gray hair seemed to be shaking in fright nodded slowly. Harry pulled out a sack of coins from his pocket and dumped out half its contents onto the counter. "This'll pay for the damages we've caused," he told him calmly. The barman scratched his beard and nodded again. Harry reached across the counter to grab a Whizzing Beer bottle and held it by the neck of the bottle. He swung it crashing down onto Ron's opponent's head, who immediately stopped squirming and fell over, unconscious. Harry threw the top half of the broken bottle over his shoulder and walked coolly out of the pub. Ron jumped up from the floor and did a little spin on his way out, dancing in excitement. Draco and Oliver then strode out the door. F4 has exited the building.
A/N: Yes, short chapter, but more to come tomorrow! =D
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor Meteor Garden.
A/N: This chapter is kind of short, sorry! It's got some action in it though, hope you enjoy! And in answer to my only reviewer so far, dark angel316, no, I'm not Filipino, I'm an ABC (American-born Chinese). I watched the Taiwanese drama Meteor Garden and fell in love with it, I'm thrilled you like Meteor Garden too! Thanks for the review and I hope you can read my fic! As to every one else, please read and review! Thanks!
Draco Malfoy stepped into Hogsmeade and rolled his eyes as he headed towards The Hogs Head. He entered the dimly lit and shady pub and made his way over to the corner table where Ron Weasley and Harry Potter were sitting.
"Hey, Draco, we thought you'd never make it," Ron smirked playfully and took a swig from his Firewhiskey Bottle, then held his hand out to his friend. Harry grinned and downed his Bacardi.
"You mind telling me what the hell we're doing in this dump?" Draco clapped Ron's and Harry's hands as he slumped irritably into a seat.
Ron laughed and gestured at Oliver, who was busy playing pool and talking sweet to a slim girl with layered red hair in a black spaghetti strap and short black skirt. Draco scrutinized the girl who looked vaguely familiar while he ordered a drink. "Didn't that girl go to Hogwarts with us...she's that Hufflepuff chick. Bones. Susan Bones, isn't she?"
Ron shrugged. "Not like it matters, mate. I've stopped trying to learn the names of Oliver's girls. No point. You know his policy."
"A girl doesn't stay interesting for more than a week," Draco finished for him. "Nutter."
Ron smacked Draco in the ribs and grinned. "Not like you've done any better. At least Oliver gets some, when was the last time you had a girl?"
Draco shrugged. He'd been with girls, sure, but never had anyone serious enough to be worth remembering. He looked around the small and dingy pub.
His attention was diverted to the pool table. Oliver was bent over concentrating on a tough shot, and didn't notice five pissed off looking wizards charging over to him. Ernie Macmillan stopped in front of Oliver and crossed his arms. His friends sauntered behind him and glared. Susan eyed Ernie nervously and glanced quickly at Oliver who still hadn't looked up. She cleared her throat nervously and put his hand on Ernie's shoulder and said softly, "Hey, Ernie-"
Ernie interrupted her hotly. "Shuddup, bitch. What the hell are you doing here with him?"
Susan looked terrified. "Well, I...I wasn't-" She cried out in pain and surprise as Ernie pushed her away from him. Oliver finally tore his eyes off the 8ball and looked Ernie up and down. "A real man never hits a lady, scumbag." He reached over to Susan and took her hand gently. "You okay, baby?" Ernie exploded. "Who the fuck do you think you are? Get off of her, NOW." Ernie yanked Susan harshly away from Oliver, who in turn pulled her back and gently guided her behind him, away from Ernie, who was now livid in anger. "Are you bloody deaf? Bugger off, now, this is between me and MY girl, you got that, shithead?" While this was happening, Draco and Ron got up and started making their way over to the pool table, Draco looking somber and detached, Ron thriving off the excitement. Draco tapped Ernie on the shoulder. "I think you're the one with the problem, Macmillan," he said coolly as he punched him hard across the face. With that, the quiet pub became host to a grueling brawl of Ernie and his gang verses F4. Draco left Oliver to deal with Ernie as he took on two of his friends. He punched one square in the jaw and ducked the other one's blow. He picked up the now struggling wizard and threw him across the pub, knocking over tables and chairs. He knocked the other one down on the floor and placed his foot on his chest to keep him down. He glanced over at Ron who was shoving a guy through the window and kicking another one into the bar. Oliver, meanwhile had Ernie by the throat on a table and hissed calmly, "I think you need to be taught a lesson in manners, Ern. But I feel sorry for you." He chuckled. "You obviously didn't know what the hell you were getting you're pansy ass into, so I'm just gonna let you off with a warning. I don't ever wanna have this conversation with you again, got it?" He punched Ernie in the face one last time before letting him slide off the table and onto the floor. He shook out his wrist and beckoned a very frightened Susan over. "I'll call you tomorrow, k, love?" Oliver pecked her on the cheek and flashed his winning smile. Susan smiled nervously back and edged away from the moaning Ernie, who was still in a heap on the floor. Harry, meanwhile had made his way over the bar. He stepped over Ron and one of the guys, who were wrestling on the floor, and asked the man behind the counter, "Are you the pub-owner?" The old wizard, who's long gray hair seemed to be shaking in fright nodded slowly. Harry pulled out a sack of coins from his pocket and dumped out half its contents onto the counter. "This'll pay for the damages we've caused," he told him calmly. The barman scratched his beard and nodded again. Harry reached across the counter to grab a Whizzing Beer bottle and held it by the neck of the bottle. He swung it crashing down onto Ron's opponent's head, who immediately stopped squirming and fell over, unconscious. Harry threw the top half of the broken bottle over his shoulder and walked coolly out of the pub. Ron jumped up from the floor and did a little spin on his way out, dancing in excitement. Draco and Oliver then strode out the door. F4 has exited the building.
A/N: Yes, short chapter, but more to come tomorrow! =D