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Chapter 9: Storage Closet
Harry's POV:
"Ya, I can tell that we're gonna be real good FRIENDS.", tha lass says while smilin'. I scoff 'nd cross me arms. Yah, 'friends'. Tha lass' actin' like she wasn't openly flirtin' with Gil 'n front o' e'eryone 'ere. "I didn' realize 'friends' stroked each others' hair.", I snap. Tha lass steps closer ta meh, 'nd I shoot 'er a glare. "I didn't really take ya as the JEALOUS type, pumpkin.", she says while placing 'er hands on both me arms. 'CUSE MEH? I'M NOT JEALOUS O' GIL 'ND 'ER, THA'S RIDICULOUS! I shake 'er hands off meh, 'nd 'nvade 'er personal space ta loom o'er 'er. "I don' get jealous, 'specially not o' Gil 'nd some Isle slut. Ya wanna fuck Gil? Go right 'head, don' let yare idea o' meh bein' 'jealous' stop ya.", I growl out. I don' e'en have any feelin's 'or tha lass. Why SHOULD I care who she fucks 'n tha side? She giggles at meh, 'fore shootin' meh a smirk. I suck 'n a deep breath 'n attempts ta keep wha' 'mains o' me sanity. "I don't WANT ta, fuck, Gil. I'm sorry if THAT'S how it came, across. I do tend ta come off as a 'flirt', at least, that's what I've been TOLD. The only person I, want, ta fuck is standin' right in FRONT of me.", she says. I let out a huff as I take a 'tep back, 'nd roll me eyes. Lass' tha biggest flirt I know, 'nd I know a shite ton o' Isle sluts. Girls like 'er don' only wan' ta fuck 1 lad, she's so full o' shite. "Yah, I'm so sure I'm tha ONLY mate ya're 'nterested 'n ridin'.", I remark 'fore glancin' o'er at Gil. "I don't like her that way Harry I promise.", Gil 'mediately babbles. I roll me eyes 'fore shovin' tha lass ta tha side, 'nd grabbin' Gil by tha collar o' his shirt.
Hazel's POV:
Well THAT escalated rather, quickly. The WORST he'll probably do is throw Gil out, but I'm, supposed, ta assume the worst. Hhmmmm, on 1 hand I could stop Harry, but that might make him EVEN more triggered than he already is. Of course if I just stand here and do, nothin', it'll look like I don't care about my newfound friendship with Gil. I've never ACTUALLY had a real friend before.. I hop in front of Harry as he's tryin' ta drag Gil out. He's BARELY able ta stop himself from, plowin', right inta me. He narrows his eyes at me as I stand my ground. "Get out o' me way, lass. Don' t'ink I won' hurt ya.", he darkly says. FUCK, that was attractive. I wouldn' mind gettin' hurt by him later. I cross my arms. "Let go of the boi, Hooky. THIS is between ya and me.", I state. He shoots me a maniacal grin before shovin' Gil away from us. He stumbles back but thankfully doesn't fall. Harry YANKS his hook out of his belt and points it towards me. " 'Right then, lass. How do ya wan' ta settle this, hmm? I could hook ya, 'r maybe throw ya o'erboard?", Harry offers. Ugh, it's SOOO nice ta not be the, only, 'crazy' 1 for once. I smile and step closer, causin' his hook ta just BARELY touch my face. I wonder if he's ACTIN' all, tough, cause he's crew around. "Do WE get a vote on that?", the hoe who APPARENTLY goes by the name Ginny asks. "Am I allowed ta hurt her?", I innocently ask before Harry gets a chance ta respond ta her. Harry points at the ugly hoe before sayin', "This isn' a democracy, Gothel." Sooo, she's Mother Gothel's kid. That explains the ratty dress and frizzy hair.
Harry's POV:
If Ginny got 'er way she'd probably have meh hook 'er THEN throw 'er o'erboard. I won' actually throw 'er o'erboard though, she's useful ta us. I probably won' hook 'er either, dependin' if she decides ta act like a bitch 'r not. "No, ya can'. She's our new waitress 'ere.", I say while pointin' me hook at tha lass. If tha lass has a go at 'er, she'll be ta busted up ta work. Tha lass rolls 'er eyes. "What?! A WAITRESS!", I hear Ginny whine. I snap me head 'n 'er direction. Tha nerve o' 'er ta complain when I'm bein' so lenient with 'er. E'eryone's attention is now 'n us, I can' let tha' outburst slide. I have ta keep thin's 'n tip top shape while Uma's gone. "Ya WANTED a position 'n this crew, so I gave ya 1. If ya've a problem with tha', then feel free ta leave. Just know though, I'm bein' VERY generous and benevolent right now.", I say while starin' 'er down. Ginny whimpers 'fore ploppin' back down 'n tha sit she was just 'n. Gonzo nods in 'proval, looks like he would've handled it the same way. I whip me head back 'round so I'm facin' tha lass. She 'till smilin', which isn' really surprisin' at this point. "Come with me, please.", tha lass says as she all o' a sudden brushes past meh. Where is she e'en goin'? She's ne'er e'en been 'ere 'fore? "Oye, where ya t'ink ya're headin' off ta lass!", I exclaim as I rush af'er 'er. She walks 'round back with meh trailin' 'hide 'er. Hope tha lads don' give meh shite 'or not stoppin' 'er from walkin' off. She walks down tha hall, 'nd 'tops 'n front o' tha door ta tha storage closet.
Hazel's POV:
Harry seems a, lil, TENSE. I know just how ta, fix, THAT. I open the door ta some storage closet I saw when I snuck back here earlier. "Wha're ya e'en doin' lass? This is a storage closet.", Harry asks me. I giggle before steppin' back and, shovin, Harry INSIDE. He lets out a YELP as he tumbles inside, I step in after him. I yank the light switch on as I SLAM the door, closed, behind me. "I, realize, that puddin'. I came, across, this earlier when I was takin' a look AROUND.", I reply. Harry narrows his eyes at me. Ahhh, he's SUSPICIOUS yet again. I take it he STILL doesn't trust me even after I almost, died, for him. Did Daddy dearest REALLY hurt ya that, badly? Actually, yeah, he REALLY DID. Nevermind, lol. " 'nd why were ya snoopin' 'round back 'ere 'gain?", he asks before decidin' ta LOOM over me again. He does REALIZE that he doesn't scare me, right? This whole, intimidation, tactic of his doesn't really AFFECT me like it does his lil side whore. "Ya seem lil TENSE, sweetie.", I say in the most CARIN' tone of voice I can muster. He SCOFFS before crossin' his arms and rollin' his eyes. "Huh, wonder why tha' is?", he sarcastically asks. I let out a giggle. It looks like someone's still a lil salty. "Now 'nswer tha' question, girly.", he snaps. Awww, he thinks he can tell me what ta do. That's CUTE. I grab his jacket and, yank, him EVEN closer than he already was. He doesn't seem shocked or, startled, by it. Which isn't really THAT surprisin' since this is probably the 7th time I've yanked him around.
Harry's POV:
"I was lookin' for a, sufficient, place ta spend some QUALITY alone time with ya.", tha lass explains. Lass drug meh 'n 'ear just so she could mess 'round? Can she e'en mess 'round 'n tha condition she's 'n? Not tha' I care 'r anythin', just wouldn' want 'er ta bleed all o'er tha floorin' 'r somethin'. I'd probably have ta clean it all up. I slip me hook inta it's spot 'n me belt, then lean closer ta tha lass 'til me nose brushes 'gainst 'ers. " 'ren't ya injured, lass?", I purr out. She gives meh a light peck 'n tha lips. "I didn' know ya cared, sweetie.", she says 'n a pleased tone o' voice. I scoff. ''I ne'er said I cared. I just don' want ya soilin' tha floorin'.", I retort. She lets out a hum 'fore wrappin' 'er arms 'round me neck ta brin' meh 'n 'or 'nother kiss. I kiss 'er back as I run me hands up 'nd down 'er sides. She pulls 'way afta a moment. "I HIGHLY doubt ya actually give a shit about the, floorin'. Ya know, admittin' ya care about somethin' other than yareself doesn't make ya ANY less of a VK.", she says ta meh. I stiffen 'nd try ta pull 'way, tha lass holds meh 'n place with 'er rather surprisin' strength. I don' care 'bout anyone sides Uma, Gil, 'nd most o' meh crew. I certainly don' care 'bout a girl I've just met. I don' do all this sentimental bullshite either. "REAL VKs 'nd REAL villains don' care 'bout anythin' 'r anyone 'less they need 'em ta 'complish somethin'.", I tell 'er. Wha' kind o' lame arse softie brought this lass up? I know she was abandoned 'r whate'er, but she couldn' have possibly survived 'n this dump since she was a wee babie without tha help o' SOMEONE.
Hazel's POV:
Well THIS is interestin', back at the remnants of the marketplace he told me him trusted me. Now he's BACK ta actin' like I'm a shady bitch who can't be trusted. Which I completely am, but LOGICALLY I should've earned at least some of his trust by now. These Isle fuckers are SO much more difficult than those, Auradon pushovers. This isn't anythin' I CAN'T, handle, of course. It IS a bit of an, inconvenience, though. I loosen my hold on his neck, and run a hand from his neck ta his cheek. I brush my thumb over it and attempt ta give him tha most carin' look I can conjure up at the moment. "Harry, ya're SO much more than just a, villain.", I say. My statement clearly catches him WAY the fuck off guard. He's looks hella stunned, so I'll take it no one's said somethin' like THAT ta him before either. He quickly blinks a couple of times before shakin' his head. "I was born a VK 'nd I'll die a VK. Tha's all I'll e'er be, 'nd I wouldn' have it any other way.", he says ta me. LOL, what a crock of shit. I seriously HOPE he doesn't actually believe that. I let my hands slowly run down his body until they reach his belt. "Ya don't HAVE ta be just, 1 thin'. Ya shouldn't let ONE label that those, royal cunts across the water, pushed on ya since birth control ya and how ya live yare life. Ya're ALLOWED ta be whoever ya want ta be, no matter what anyone says.", I say ta him while SLOWLY undoin' his belt. I unbutton and unzip his pants, makin' eye contact with him as I let his pants, drop, ta the ground.
Harry's POV:
"This is tha Isle O' Tha Lost, not tha gold'n land o' opportunity. We have ta work with wha' we've been dealt 'nd make tha best o' it. Ya speak as if ya don' know wha' it's like growin' up 'ere.", I snap as tha lass gets 'n 'er knees. If I wasn' curious 'bout how good 'er head game is, I'd probably call 'er out 'n all tha weird shit she's been sayin' 'nd doin'. I suppose can always do tha' aftawards though, there's no need ta rush thin's currently. She pulls me underwear down 'nd me semi hard dick sprin's free. She wraps a hand 'round me dick, 'nd I groan as she starts strokin' it. "Do ya think ya're makin' the best of it?", she asks meh as me dick reaches it's full size. Ugh, she wan's ta talk 'bout this NOW? "We can talk 'bout this later, kay?", I huff out. She giggles 'fore runnin' 'er tongue 'cross tha tip o' me dick. I let a hum o' satisfaction as I close me eyes. "Whatever ya say, sweetie.", she dismissively says. I don' like tha tone o' voice tha lass just used 'n meh, I'll have ta punish 'er 'or tha' lat'r. "Fuck.", I breathe out as she takes meh all tha way 'n 'er mouth. I shove me hands inta 'er hair, 'nd grab a couple fistfuls. I pull 'er head back 'nd tilt 'er head slightly upwards. "I wan' ya ta look at meh while I fuck yare face.", I command. She looks up at meh 'nd moans. Fuck she looks so hot right now. I was gonna let 'er do all tha work, but I don' wan' ta give 'er any control right now. I'm tha 'n charge, not 'er. I rear back 'nd slam me dick down 'er throat.
Hazel's POV:
Looks like SOMEONE wants ta be in control of the situation, as per usual it seems. That must stem from the sheer, lack, of CONTROL he has over his life. So now he OVERCOMPENSATES for that in, assumin'ly, all of his relationships with his friends and whores. I can definitely, play, inta that and use it ta my advantage. I hollow my cheeks and run my tongue along the underside of Harry's dick as he roughly fucks my mouth. It's a good thin' I don't have a gag reflex. He starts cursin' as he slightly picks up the pace. I hum a random tune ta give him some additional help. His grip on my hair tightens as he closes his eyes and throws his head back. I tap 1 of his arms with my finger. He cracks his eyes open and peers down at me. "Wha' lass?", he moans out. He looks and sounds sooo attractive right now, not gonna lie. He goes ta close his eyes again, so I tap him again. He gives me a slightly annoyed look, so I REALLY strongly hum. He lets out a breathy moan, causin' me ta giggle. He wants me ta look at him, fine, but he has ta look at me back. I point ta my eyes, then ta his eyes. "I said I want YA ta look at meh, I ne'er said anythin' 'bout lookin' BACK at ya.", he pants out. I narrow my eyes at him, relax my tongue, stop hummin', and let my mouth go completely slack. Harry lets out a frustrated growl. I tried bein' nice and cooperatin', didn't I? "Well tha's not very nice, is it lass?", he asks me while pickin' up the pace EVEN more ta make up for the lack of stimuli on my part.
Harry's POV:
Lass shrugs 'er shoulders at me question. Which is 1 o' tha few thin's she can do since me dick's 'n 'er mouth, so I'll give 'er a pass 'n tha'. I won' let 'er get 'way with givin' meh attitude though. I can look where'er tha bloody Hell I wan'. I shove me dick down 'er throat, 'nd hold it there. Ya wanna play games then lass? Fine then, let's play. I 'tare 'er down without movin' a muscle. She rapidly swallows while lickin' tha base o' me dick. Then she 'tarts hummin' 'gain. "Now tha's more like it.", I praise 'fore 'tartin' ta move 'gain. "Let's speed this 'long shall we? Wouldn' wan' ta keep tha crew waitin' now would we?", I ask. She 'tempts ta mumble somethin' 'n response, which I obviously don' catch a word o'. I'm 'sumin' tha' meant she agreed with meh. I slam me dick down 'er throat as fast 'nd hard as I can manage, 'nd she's surprisin'ly takin' it really well. Much better than Ginny e'er could. I might just have ta keep 'er 'round just 'or this purpose 'n particular. I t'ink I'm 'tartin' ta get close. "Hum louder.", I snap at 'er. She complies 'nd hums louder than I thought she could with a dick 'n 'er mouth. FUCK that feels really good, e'erythin' she's been goin's felt really good. I wonder how much 'perience she's had prior ta this. Not tha' I care really, just curious is all. I can feel tha' e'er so familiar 'nd oh so good feelin' pool up 'n tha pit o' me stomach. "Fuckin' Hell, lass. I'm gettin' close.", I growl out. Lass slightly nods 'n response, 'nd closes 'er eyes. 'ey, she made a big deal 'bout MEH lookin' at 'ER when I'm fuckin' 'er. I'm 'bout ta yank 'er hair so she'll open 'er eyes, when tha best fuckin' orgasm I've e'er has slams inta meh full fuckin' force.
Hazel's POV:
Harry let's put a pretty, loud, moan before slowin' down and cummin' down my THROAT. I wasn't ORIGINALLY gonna help him usin' magic, but I felt like bein', nice, for some reason. I OBVIOUSLY had ta close my eyes so he wouldn't see them, glow. Which I'm sure he wasn't ta, happy, about. Harry's pantin' like crazy as he loosens his grip on my hair, and SLOWLY pulls his dick out of my mouth. I then, swallow, ALL of his cum then hop up. He, shakily, bends down ta pull up his undies and pants, and he ALMOST faceplants inta the wood. I catch his shoulders and help push him back ta his feet. He stumbles, so I steady him AGAIN. It seems like SOMEONE'S a lil, worn out. Afta he straightens himself out, I bend down and pull up his undies and pants for him. He swats my hands away afta I get ta his thighs. "I didn' ask 'or yare help.", he snaps as he pulls them up the rest off the way. I let my hands, drop, ta my sides. "No ya didn', but ya CLEARLY needed it.", I reply. He lets out a huff as his shaky hands fiddle with his belt. I move ta help him, causin' him ta GROWL at me. "I'm perfectly capable o' bucklin' me own belt.", he growls out 'n a tired tone o' voice. "Usually I'd agree with ya on that, but at the moment, I'm gonna have ta disagree. Just lemme do THAT for ya so we can get out if this, room, already. I promise I won't tell anyone I helped ya.", I offer. He should consider himself LUCKY that I'm willin' ta, help, him without any ulterior motives. Ya know, besides just usin' him ta find out where the FUCK Uma is.
Harry's POV:
This doesn' make any sense, I shouldn' feel this out o' it. I've had tons o' blowjobs 'fore, 'nd I've ne'er felt this drained. E'en afta me 1st 1, the most I felt was a wee bit light headed. Right now I feel like all tha life's been sucked out o' meh. I sigh, 'nd drop me hands. Tha lass grasps me belt, 'nd buckles it with ease. Gods, I must look so weak right now. "I'm usually not-", I 'tart 'fore tha lass interrupts meh. "Yare usually aren't THIS, drained, afta cummin'? Ya, I get that a LOT. It's okay though, I won't tell ANYONE about, that, either.", she giggles. Cocky bitch. She quickly kisses meh, 'nd a burst o' energy runs through meh. I rear back 'nd she shoots meh a puzzled look. How'd- "What's wrong with ya now, pumpkin?", she asks meh. I take a step back 'rom 'er, 'nd quickly shake me head. I feel completely fine now, how's tha' e'en possible? Wha' tha fuck just happened? "I feel fine now 'or some reason, e'en though I was pretty drained a second 'go.", I say 'n a suspicious tone o' voice. Tha lass had ta ha'e done tha' somehow when she kissed meh. I don' know how else ta 'plain it. When I'm comin' back down from me sex high, it's a gradual thin'. All me energy doesn' come rushin' back at tha same time moments afta I've came. Lass takes a step back from meh. "Well that's a GOOD thin', isn't it? Come on, yare crew's waitin' on ya.", she says 'fore turnin' 'round 'nd walkin' o'er ta tha door. She swings tha door open, so I jog 'or a second ta reach 'er 'fore she walked 'way.
Hazel's POV:
Don't make me, regret, givin' ya yare energy back Hooky. Harry slides in front of me, holdin' his hands up. I quirk my brow at him, and gesture for him ta spit it out. As FUN as this place seem so far, I don't intend on stayin' for an extended period of time. I also don't intend on makin' friends, or forgin' any other kind of relationships for tha matter. Afta all, every here'll HATE me ta once they find out I'm a double agent. They might even hate me MORE than the, pricks across the water. "Be honest with meh 'n this lass, did ya ha'e anythin' ta go with meh gettin' me energy back so quickly? Ya can tell meh, It'll be our little secret.", Harry asks me. I whip my head back and LAUGH. Why on EARTH, would I tell HIM that I have magic? That wouldn't be a very, wise, move on my part. That WOULD gain me some extra trust points though, but then I'd have ta try and explain how the FUCK I can use magic in a magic proof zone. Which even I don't know the answer to, since ALL magic's supposed ta be cancelled out by the barrier. Oh well, we'll probably find all, that, out in a later chapter. "Why would I have ANYTHIN' ta do with yare energy levels?", I ask him. He shrugs his shoulders. Looks like I'll have ta be a LIL more, careful, from now on. I shove him out of the doorway, and saunter past him. I can feel him trailin' behind me on our way back ta the front of the restaurant. I can also feel a shit ton of suspicion rollin' off him once again. I'm a shady bitch, we get it, fuck off with the suspicion already. I get served enough suspicious vibes and stares at home, I really don't need anymore here.
Harry's POV:
Tha lass must ha'e some kind o' magic ability 'r somethin', it's tha only way ta 'plain wha' happened. She's clearly not gonna tell meh, at least 'or now. We walk back inta tha front o' tha shop, 'nd e'eryone's 'mediately 'tarin' at us. Looks like Bonny, Jonas, 'nd Desiree finally showed up. I make me way ta tha crew with tha lass 'n tow, but Ginny hops 'n front o' us 'fore we make it ta 'em. "Baby, what were you doing in the back with HER?", Ginny asks meh while battin' 'er eyelashes. Tha lass puts a hand 'n me shoulder. "I don't see how that's ANY of yare, business.", Hazel says. Ginny sprin's forward, 'nd tackles tha lass ta tha ground. "Ya shouldn't attack yare fellow crew member.", I snap at 'er. Ginny freezes, givin' tha lass a chance ta push 'er off. Ginny scrambles ta 'er feet as Hazel manages ta flip ta 'ers. "Since when is SHE apart of OUR crew?!", Ginny screeches. Desiree steps up 'nd 'tands 'side Ginny. "Yeah, I don't remember you consulting with us 1st like you did with this slut.", Desiree says while pointin' a finger 'n Ginny's direction. I roll me eyes, 'nd hold back a snort. Uma ne'er consulted anyone 'or lettin' anyone inta our crew. Wonder if tha lass e'en wanted ta join. I know I didn' actually offer 'er a position, I just kinda 'sumed she'd be 'n board with it. "Harry's tha Captain now, he doesn't need yare PERMISSION ta recruit someone.", tha lass snaps. I nod 'n agreement. Well at least tha lass' 'n me side. "Look man, we're not trying to undermine your authority or anything, but a little heads up would've been nice.", Jonas says.
Hazel's POV:
These cunts are SOOOO full of shit. "Really, cause it KINDA sounds like ya are.", I point out while slightly wrinklin' my nose. Ginny narrows her eyes at me. Oh, don't think for a SECOND that I forgot about ya tacklin' me ta the ground. "Who are you anyway? I've never seen you around here before.", some chick wearing a fishin' net over her pants asks. Oh great, this again. "Yeah I could ask the same thing.", Ginny adds. I dramatically roll my eyes. "This is Hazel.", Harry says. "And how do you know her again?", some short girl wearin' a dress that looks like it's been fed through the garbage disposal a few times asks Harry. Harry looks away before sayin', "I ran inta 'er 'n an alleyway last night." I repress a sigh. Ya just HAD ta tell them, when, exactly we met? They seem MORE suspicious of me than ya are, and ya only knowin' me for a not even 2 full days PROBABLY won't sit well with them. I need ta get their attention away from that somehow. "You want to recruit, oh wait sorry, you ALREADY RECRUITED, a girl you JUST MET LAST NIGHT? Was the sex just THAT AMAZING, that you had to just employ her on the spot?", the girl wearin' the fishin' net spats out. "It wasn't e'en like tha' Bonny. We didn' e'en fuck last night.", Harry snaps while takin' a step towards the girl who's apparently called Bonny. Gonzo quickly steps in between Harry and Bonny. "Come on guys, we're all on the same side here. We all want what's best for the crew.", Gonzo says in an attempt ta defuse the situation.
Harry's POV:
"If Harry REALLY wants what's best for the crew then maybe he should start using his brain, and stop being such an-", Desiree 'tarts ta say 'or tha lass quickly steps up 'nd punches 'er 'n tha throat. Desiree falls ta tha ground loudly coughin' 'nd clutchin' 'er throat. "Jesus Christ!", Jonas exclaims 'fore takin' a step back from Desiree 'nd tha lass. Tha lass snatches a hand forward, 'nd graps a chunk o' Ginny's hair. Lass yanks 'er forward 'nd lets go, causin' Ginny ta face plant inta tha ground. Oof, looks like there's gonna be a cat fight. I'd step inta stop it, but Ginny did have it comin'. "Hey! What do you think you're doing!", Bonny yells while rushin' o'er ta tha lass. Bonny goes ta punch Hazel's face, but tha lass catches 'er fist. Then chucks Bonny 'hind 'er. She crashes inta tha ground, 'nd lets out a groan. Yep, she definitely shouldn't ha'e tried ta interfere. Jonas slowly backs 'way 'til he's 'hind a table. Ginny's up by now, 'nd 'ready sizin' up tha lass. Oh, I wouldn' do tha' if I were ya. Hazel turns 'round only ta get punched 'n tha gut by Ginny. Probably not tha best thin' 'or tha lass at tha moment, 'siderin' she'd just been stabbed there earlier taday. She doesn' e'en flinch as she grabs Ginny's arm 'fore she can retract it. 'kay, somethin's definitely off with tha lass. I don' care how good Uncle Smee was at burnin' 'er stab wound close, tha area should 'till be sore 'nd sensitive. It's e'en like Uncle Smee gave 'er pain killers, we don' have those 'n tha Isle. I'm not lettin' 'er out o' me sight 'til I figure out how she's done all these seemin'ly 'mpossible thin's.
Hazel's POV:
Ginny STRUGGLES ta try and, yank, her arm free of my grasp. "Ya know, it's pretty CUTE actually. How ya somehow thought ya could talk shit about me, and even try ta HURT me, and be able ta get away with it unscathed. Think of this as a, valuable, life lesson. Fuck with the wrong person, and ya'll get yare ass kicked. Which ya'd think ya would've learned by now from growin' up here, but ya clearly need a REFRESHER.", I spiel while blockin' her attempts ta kick me. I let her arm go then swipe her feet out from under her with a swing of my leg. She crashes ta the ground, and I immediately lunch at her ta pin her down. "Try not ta fuck 'er up ta badly, lass.", I hear Harry call out from the other side if the room. "I make no promises, puddin'.", I reply. I hear him let out a faint chuckle. I grab her shoulders as she struggles beneath me. She grabs my arms and attempts ta push me off her, I pull the upper part of her body up. Only ta power slam it inta tha ground. The wooden floorin' cracks and splinters beneath her on impact. Her head lolls to the sides as she loses consciousness I smirk then hop off her. Surprisin'ly her head didn't CRACK open on impact, how borin'. I quickly naruto run inta the back, magic up a couple long sturdy chains, then naruto run back out. I see Bonny and Desiree kneelin' beside Ginny, tryin' ta shake her awake. Oh no, that CERTAINLY won't do. I skip over ta the trio. "Excuse me but, I'm not done with her yet. So unless ya wanna get power slammed inta the ground ta, I suggest ya back the FUCK away.", I threaten.
Harry's POV:
I glance o'er at Gonzo, 'nd he looks absolutely mortified. Bonny 'nd Desiree quickly scurry 'way 'rom Ginny's unconscious body. Afta this I don' think me crew'll e'er 'nderestimate tha lass 'gain. Hazel grabs 1 o' Ginny's ankles 'n drags 'er ta tha 'ery cent'r o' tha room. Almost e'eryone's eyes've been o' 'er since we came back, e'eryone's eye're definitely 'n 'er now 'nd ha'e a feelin' tha' she doesn' mind it. She wan's e'eryone ta see wha'll happen if ya fuck with 'er, tha's very VK o' 'er. I'm impressed ta say tha least. She drops Ginny's ankle, then looks up at tha ceilin'. I tilt me head 'n interest. Wha's she doin' now? She transfers a chain inta 'er left hand, then somehow manages ta toss up 'nd 'round a ceilin' beam. Don' tell meh she's gonna hang Ginny 'or pokin' fun at 'er 'nd throwin' a few blows. She tugs at tha chain a couple o' times ta make sure it's secure 'fore lettin' go o' it. "She's not gonna actually hang Ginny in front of everyone, is she?", Gonzo leans o'er ta ask meh. I glance o'er at him 'nd shrug me shoulders 'n response. Tha lass' pretty unpredictable, I have no idea wha' she's plannin'. She swings tha other chain she was holdin' up 'nd 'bout a foot 'way from tha other 1. A few tugs ta make sure it's secure, 'nd she lets go. She bends down ta grab 1 o' Ginny's ankles, 'nd lifts 'er right inta tha air. Surprised 'nd shocked gasps echo 'cross tha room. She grabs tha middle of tha chain, then stops. "It looks like I'm gonna need a LIL, assistance, here. Would ya might helpin' me out here, Hooky?", tha lass asks meh. I probably shouldn't help 'er, right? This is 'er fight aft'a all, 'nd Ginny'll ne'er give meh head 'gain if I help tha lass. Yah, yah, I won't help 'er. I quickly strut o'er ta 'er 'nd take tha chain 'rom 'er hand.