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the celebrations had finally come to an end at around one in the morning, everyone was exhausted and ready to sleep till noon. no one realised however, that one of the guests was missing, and had been for quite a while.

Erica Black lay motionless on the dusty floor of her uncles old room. she wasn't breathing, not that anyone noticed. or cared.

it wasn't until the next day at ten in the morning that the residents or number twelve Grimmauld Place were awoken by a shrill, ear piercing scream of fear.  

"what is it Molly!?" Remus Lupin and Sirius Black yelled as they charged up the stairs of the tall house,
"sh-sh-she's she's dead!" Molly Weasley shrieked in horror, her fearful face a sickly pale. "what!? who's dead Molly!?" Remus asked her worriedly "Erica! Erica's dead... I'm so sorry Remus!" Molly howled, pointing to the other side of the four poster bed with a shaky finger. the two men slowly stepped forwards to peer over the bed. the gasps that left their mouths afterwards were full of shock and fear. laying there, lifeless on the bed room floor in her formal gown from last night, the porcelain skin smothered in her own blood which had flow from the cut words all over her body, a piece of paper clutched tightly in her pale hands, was Erica Black. dead.

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