[ WP ] Ugly protagonist

She emerged from the cave, bloody and exhausted, her wand gripped closely in her hand. The sunlight blinded her momentarily while her eyes sought to readjust. After a few moments her eyesight had returned sufficiently for her to make her way down up the slope of the valley and towards Lasabergweg street. There, she entered a Volkswagen bug and headed to the closest town. 
 
 Ten minutes later she entered the city, passing a sign reading `` Welcome to Tamsweg!'' on the side of the road. After several intersections she took a right down a side street and pulled over. Getting out of the car she entered a run down tavern. 
 
 This created another strain on her eyes as they struggled to once again adjust to the darkness. A few people turned to look at the new arrival. Of those, most returned, after a moment, to watching Chancellor Franz Vranitzky give a speech on the television on the wall. A few gave curious looks upon seeing the state of her dress. One young man fell out of his chair in a start. 
 
 `` My God! Helga, are you alright? You look dreadful. Come up to my room and I'll get you cleaned up in a jiffy.'' 
 
 Helga smiled at her helper, a rather attractive man from abroad that she had met a few days ago. God, that meeting seemed so much longer ago than it had been. He had dazzling white teeth, beautiful forget-me-not blue eyes, and a smile that would charm any witch within grinning distance. It was still horribly odd to believe that this man would choose to associate himself with her, given her distracting features. However, these features were not the good kind of distracting. Helga's nose was oddly shaped and her ears lopsided; deep old scars covered her left cheek and a mass of perpetually untidy hair adorned her head. Add on her current wounds and Helga Huber was no one a man would wish to upon. Ever since childhood these features has afforded her few companions and of those few had anything bordering on good looks. Until Gilderoy, that was. 
 
 She had met Gilderoy four days prior in that same pub. He, in town on vacation, had approached her in the back room after overhearing her tell her friend Agnus that she had a plan to solve the towns newfound monthly problem, inquiring as to problem. Helga informed this stranger about the recent attacks upon Muggles on the outskirts of the city. Werewolf attacks. It seemed that a pack of feral werewolves, wild men living apart from society, had moved into the area. Of course the Muggles believed the incidents to be bear attacks, the government had seen to that. 
 
 But that was all the Chancellor of Magic's administration had done, the minimal amount to uphold the Statue of Secrecy. As for putting an end to the attacks, they could n't have cared less. That's why Helga had to find the murderers and protect the town. Being the only witch within fifty kilometers qualified in defensive magic, there could be no one else. 
 
 She found the werewolf hideout and killed their leader, leaving the others to scatter to the nearby mountains. The would not dare attack Tamsweg again, but she had been wounded in the process, and come to the pub to receive aid from the barkeep. Instead, she found in in Gilderoy. 
 
 The foreigner helped her up the stairs and into his rented room. He assisted her onto the bed, where he began to bandage her wounds. 
 
 `` Did you get them?'' he asked kindly. 
 
 `` They wo n't bother us any longer.'' she replied. 
 
 `` That was a marvelously brave thing to do. I'm sure the Community Leader will be lavishing you with praise this time tomorrow.'' He smiled devilishly. 
 
 `` If only. He always looks rather sick when he caches sight of me, with my scars and all.'' 
 
 Gilderoy looked dumbfounded. `` My dear, I must have a word with him, for I have never seen a more tenacious witch in my lifetime. And that is a *very* attractive quality.'' He flashed his teeth. Helga blushed greatly. 
 
 Gilderoy asked her to recount the tale of her victory, which she did eagerly. No one had ever taken so much interest in her before, and she was flustered. After she had finished, Gilderoy took her hand. 
 
 `` You have my heart beating so fast! How courageous of you! I've never met someone quite like you.'' He gave another devilish grin. Helga blushed again. 
 
 `` I have a present for you, Ms. Huber, if you'll close your eyes.'' His eyes twinkled. 
 
 `` Oh! Ok then.'' She smiled boradly and put her hands over her eyes. Gilderoy stood up, bringing himself to full height and took out his wand. Pointing it at her head, he uttered a single word. 
 
 `` *Obliviate*.'' 

