RP for Alt!Harry and Benton, in the pub

[drharrysullivan]

There was a man on the floor. Harry bent down next to him and he could see the man's hands had flecks of glass in them, and more worryingly, a bigger piece in his cheek. The men reached up to take the piece out

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[johnbenton]

There was one man down in a pile of glass, but the other was being restrained by Benton. As a kid, Benton had always been gawky and made fun of for his size. He'd never wanted to bully kids though, and had eventually learned to use his height for intimidation. When he could use it to protect, he felt good about himself; it made up for all the jibes he'd got as a kid

[drharrysullivan]

"Is he alright?" the barmaid asked, as Harry pressed a bandage over the man's cheek to stop the bleeding.

"I'm fine." The main tried to get out from Harry's grip, but Harry had done this before and held him still.

"You should go to hospital and get yourself checked. There could be glass embedded where we can't see it."

"No, no, I'm fine." He managed to twist round and up, out of Harry's grasp.

Harry sighed, but was not going to give up yet.

"I know who he is, I'll make sure he gets to the hospital," the barmaid said, and grabbed the man, heading him towards the door.

"Thank you."

By the Harry got up the crowd had started to disperse, and he saw Benton was nearby. "Was the other man all right?" He vaguely remembered hearing Benton talking to someone earlier, but had been concentrating on the injured man and had not payed much attention to anything else.

[johnbenton]

"Knocked about the head a bit, but he ought to be all right. Maybe got some sense in him now." He surveyed the mess of broken glass now all over the floor. "What a mess." Still, it had felt nice to help out. "That other fellow going to be all right?"

[drharrysullivan]

He brushed at the knees of his trousers. "Yes, he wasn't badly hurt, fortunately." He frowned at the palms of his hands. "I should wash my hands, though." He headed off to the gents.