Every gunman in the West had taken a stab at getting the bounty on Little Red's head, but now a new ranger is in town, and he's determined to claim his prize. It's a hard life for an outlaw on the run, but at least the saloon girls are still dancing . . .
Category: Works in Progress
~Quote of the Moment~
"Well, boys," Little Red said in a low yet surprisingly youthful voice, "looks like we've got ourselves quite the assemblage here. A useless deadbeat for a driver, an old crowbait for a horse, a dead cyclops for a sharpshooter, and a—" his eyes gleamed as they rested on Mr Shiny Boots "—a prissy flannel mouth for an overseer. My, my, what was the old big bug thinking when he sent you to be his delivery man? He must be getting desperate."
Mr Shiny Boots held onto his strongbox more tightly, realising they must have known he had been coming this way. "Now you listen here, you ruffians. I'll have you know that I am—"
A silver revolver was suddenly pushed up against his cheek.
"Did I say you could speak?" Little Red demanded in a voice that suggested if Mr Shiny Boots opened his mouth again he'd soon be sporting a new orifice on the side of his face.
Characters: Draco Malfoy
, Ginny Weasley
, Other Characters
Compliant with: GoF and belowEra: Future AUGenres: Action
, RomanceWarnings: Blood
1 | Word count:
2347 | Read count:
1967 | Published:
Nov 19, 2011 | Updated:
Nov 19, 2011
So after spending months working on far too many 'dark' fics than is good for me, I decided to take a breather from the depressing and tragic and try my hand at something humorous. What better way than to attempt a Harry Potter Western?
Stop looking at me like that.
In any case, the idea for this story was inspired by Aerileigh's 'Wild West' prompt at The DG Forum. Unfortunately, I missed the actual challenge, but I loved the idea and decided to just go ahead and write a response for it anyway since no one else ended up completing their fics. Yes, I'm looking at you, Haz. You should know that I NEVER forget these things. ^_~
But enough of that. I think I have waffled enough, so to the Wild West we go!