Poppy squeezed her and June nearly melted into her arms. Despite the fear and overwhelming desire to turn tail and run - she was ashamed of her actions, almost an entire year later, it felt good to finally tell someone. It was hard work keeping a secret like that, and while having it out in the open was terrifying, June knew she’d curse anyone who learned the truth and tried to use it against her.

She couldn’t help but laugh quietly as she shook her head. “I'll always trust you.” When Poppy squeezed her hand, June returned the sentiment. Then she smiled at her. “And I’ll never think you to be silly, Poppy.” Now she knew who to side eye at balls and who to laugh in the face of if he ever had the gall to ask her to dance.

Standing from her stool, June reached to collect the piece she’d been working on into her arms. “I need to go send this before the owlery closes, but I’ll find you later.” Because Mr. Blackwood surely needed a friend-zone reminder now that she’d reminded herself she’d swore off any men until she’d gotten her revenge.

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Poppy Dashwood

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Poppy gave June a big smile, genuine and happy. She was glad Juniper had trusted her and that she didn’t think Poppy silly after all this fuss. Still, it felt almost awkward to go back to discussing Mr. Lestrange now and so Poppy nodded, watching as June took her finished bouquet into her arms. A small laugh escaped her at the sight, and Poppy covered it up with her hand. “Let me just finish this and then perhaps we can find tea?” She offered.

Even though Poppy knew now it hadn’t been Mr. Blackwood that had caused her friend pain, she couldn’t help a small pang as she watched June toddle off. If that man, or any other for that matter, hurt June again - Poppy knew she’d do anything to help her friend come through it unscathed. Even if it meant doing something worse than anything her hellion had ever prompted her to before.

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Juniper Edevane

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