Erica Black~Never Enough (1)

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about a week after Christmas, a few days after the others returned to their daily lives, the December weather caught up with me and I suddenly came down with an awful flu-like illness. suddenly, I was suffering from every possible symptom: fatigue, dizziness, nausea, vertigo, throwing up, stuffy noise, watery eyes and stomach aches, achiness, stiff joints and even a raging fever, I didn't even wake up until Remus found me on the attic floor with all the above symptoms...

I wake up to being shaken violently, I feel rubbish and pretty much completely out of it,
"mmmmmmm mmmmmmmm hmhmhm hhhmhhhhhhhhhh!"
"Erica, honey, it's three in the afternoon love, you need to wake up!"
"mmmmmmm..."
"Erica! come on love! " I suddenly feel a cool hand pressed up against my fore head and I cant help but lean into the cold relief its supplying.
"Erica! your burning up Hon! come on, we have to get you to bed!" I can feel myself being lifted off the floor of the attic I've been hiding out in all week,
"shall I get your dad!?!" I can tell that he is panicking now but I do manage a small reply...
"n-no... mmmhh, nononono-mmh!" I  mutter. more to myself than to Remus.
"okay... stay here for a moment then, we need to lower your fever..." my back makes contact with a soft mattress and Remus's footprints trail off into the distance...
"can you hear me Erica!?" Remus asks whilst pressing what I can old assume is a cold rag to my forehead.
"okay Erica, I need you to try to talk to me, okay?"

Remus's P O V

I walk up to the attic to check on Erica because as much as I love Sirius, he's proven he's not an amazing father, not to Erica at least! I enter the room, only to find her laying curled up and sweating on her makeshift bed. I keep talking to her as I wake her up, check her temperature and move her to an actually bed! after about an hour, I leave the poor girl to rest with the toy Charlie gave her, she may be nineteen but he's become rather attached to the small dragon, and go to speak to Sirius.

I enter the room, only to find Sirius reading what I can only assume is a letter from Harry,
"PADFOOT! come quickly! it's Erica!" I call
" what could she possibly need from me?! she's nineteen for Christ sake Remus! She'll have to learn to sort herself out at some point!" he almost yells
"Sirius! your so blind!!! but now's not the time, she's really sick!"  I exclaim
"oh okay then. show me." he sighs
I lead him to the room I left Erica in, he takes one look at her with cold hard eyes and tells me to ask Molly what to do, he leaves, slamming the door behind him.

I send a patronas to both Molly and Charlie to come as quickly as possible, I fear this is something bad. I sit besides her bed and watch helplessly as she shakes and sweats, by the time Molly gets here, all of the colour has left Erica's face and she's obviously delirious...

"Remus? oh my, what happened to her!"
I don't know Molly, I found her in the attic and brought her down"
"well let me have a look dear..." I leave to stand outside so Molly can do whatever's needed, after an hour or so, I can hear Charlie getting yelled at by Sirius for apperating in the house without asking first... after another twenty minutes, Charlie joins me outside the door with worry etched onto his face.
"how is she Remus?"
I don't know Charlie, I had to call for your mother..."
"WHAT!?!?!" he yells
"calm down Charlie! I'm sure she's fine..." I try to assure him but it comes out as more of a question
"MUM. MUM LET ME IN THERE NOW!" he begins to scream, banging on the door.

eventually, the door opens to reveal a rather flustered Molly. Charlie instantly runs through the door way and to Erica's side, Erica herself, is curled into a ball underneath the blankets of the bed, she's still grey, her face to sweaty and worn out and her eyes are struggling to stay open...

Erica's P O V

I can hear people bustling around me, Remus, Charlie and, I believe, Molly Weasley? were all shuffling around the room but I couldn't see them because of my stupid body not cooperating, my eyes wont open properly and I don't have any real control over my limbs at all.

Charlie's P O V

I sat at her bed side as Remus and mum shuffled in and out of the room, her eyes constantly flutter open and closed and her arms and legs keep trying to move. suddenly, she latches on to my arm with her cold white fingers and her grey skin gains a slight greenish tint... I grab the large bowl that mum left just in case and place it on her lap before placing a firm hand on her upper back and pulling her up, she leans heavily on my arm for support as she empties her stomach contents in to the bowl. I'm not sure what is more worrying, the fact Erica just threw up or the fact that all that was in her stomach was a bit of water. she falls back limply on to the bed muttering nonsense to herself

after about twenty minutes, Erica stands up muttering something about needing the loo, she gets nearly half way to the bathroom before she stops dead in her tracks, swaying slightly on her feet, I run forwards to catch her falling frame before it hits the ground. I lift her unconscious form back onto the bed before going down to the kitchen to join the others.