Author's Notes: And here we goooo some more!
Disclaimer: Not mine, I do not own!
First Impression
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The Knight bus jerked to a sudden stop, waking Harry from his nap. He opened one emerald green eye groggily to see a sickly looking wizard stumble gratefully out the door. Squeal! The doors shut again, and the purple double decker shot back into the air. Stifling a yawn, Harry sat up and tried to smooth his mop of now even more unruly hair and surveyed the still-crowded bus, blinking sleepily. He glanced at his watch, realizing with surprise that he had only been out for about half an hour. "Lucky that Aunty Martha stays up late," he thought to himself, sitting up and leaning back against the window.
His eyes scanned the other passengers, and almost immediately stopped on the intoxicated witch. She was now sitting crosslegged on the floor, leaning against a pole, a vacant expression on her face. Her eyes looked glassy and unfocused, staring straight ahead at nothing. She did not even blink as the Knight Bus skidded to another rocky stop. Harry watched as an elderly wizard stepped slowly onto the bus and stopped by the witch's pole. He feebly grasped a wrinkled hand around the pole for stability, since all the cots were already occupied. The witch seemed to snap out of her stupor as she squinted up. Seeing the elderly wizard standing, she scowled and turned to the nearest cot, where a young unsmiling wizard, whom Harry recognized as one of his old Hogwarts schoolmates, Blaise Zabini, was shuffling a deck of Exploding Snap. Harry adjusted his glassed and watched with amusement as the witch adjusted her robes and heaved herself off the floor clumsily. Despite being of small and agile frame, she moved with difficulty, making her seem large and uncoordinated, most likely due to her drunkenness. Harry pursed his lips in disgust at the girl's embarrassingly blatant display of being drunk, but his mouth dropped open in shock as the witch clambered over to Zabini and smacked him smartly across the back of his head. All the nearby passengers stared in disbelief as the bewildered Zabini turned to look up at the angry witch standing before him. His eyes narrowed in fury as he sputtered, "What in the blazes-"
"Offer your cot to the elder!" The witch ordered angrily, glaring down at the astonished wizard. She gestured to the old wizard, who looked quite confused, turning his head back and forth between the two youths.
"Bugger off," Blaise growled, turning his back to the witch and pulling the covers around himself.
The witch narrowed her almond-shaped eyes and threw back her head haughtily. With a slight hiccup, she lifted her right leg and swung it at the wizard with full force. All the witnesses gasped in alarm as her foot came in contact with Zabini's back and the young wizard tumbled off the cot in a heap. He leapt up, yelling furiously, "Hey! Who the bloody hell do you think you are?!" He whipped out his wand, and cried out in surprise as she immediately swatted it from his fingers and beat him across the head with it.
"Yah!" She yelled sternly, making a sour face at him. "Be more respectful to your elders next time you little prat!" She hurled the wand back at him. Zabini snatched it and stuffed it back into his robes. She made a silly childish smirking face at him, as if daring him to stay and continue fighting. Hands on her hips she advanced towards him, emitting a slight giggle as he backed away on all fours. Glaring at the witch, he gathered up his cards and stumbled away to the back of the bus, grumbling. Wide-eyed, the old wizard shuffled slowly to the cot and lay down, falling asleep almost immediately. The witch rolled her eyes and blew out a puff of air between her pink lips, running a hand through her tangled black hair. With a quiet burp, she wrapped her arms around the pole next to the sleeping wizard, and leaned her head on her arms. Harry shook his head.
Bloody hell. Pretty as she is, she is DEFINITELY not my type. What a mean biatch! Her unladylike behavior totally detracts from her cute looks. What the bloody hell kind of dodgy place did she crawl out of?