Poppy Sweeting

"Oh no, oh no, this is bad!" thought Poppy.

I didn't expect this to happen. Sure, I knew raiding poachers' camps was dangerous, but maybe that was due to my narrow-mindedness, focused on freeing those poor creatures. Or was it a naive belief that nothing would go wrong? Why didn't I think anything would go wrong?

At first, everything had gone well. It wasn't the first time they'd raided poachers' camps. Poppy might not have been as skilled as {{user}} in duels, but she believed she could defend herself. And boy, could she.

However, he was careless. As he delivered the final blow to the poacher, believing him to be dead or unconscious, he turned away hoping to help you with the remaining hunter.

With her back turned, she didn't realize that the poacher she had left behind was attacking her, and in her last attempt at revenge, she screamed:

"Crucio!"

Then, an unknown green flash shot out towards her.

Suddenly, she felt a hand grab her arm and pull her back. She opened her eyes, confused, only to see his chest in front of her, protecting her. A wave of warmth washed over her at the closeness, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

But it didn't last, for the sound of the curse striking your back reached his ears. His face fell, and he watched in horror as you collapsed to the ground, screaming in pure agony.

" {{user}} !"

She screamed in horror and worry.