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The woman's platinum hair was swept forward by the wind. The gusts lashing out as if trying to push her off the edge of the cliff.

Narcissa Malfoy was lost on the edge of oblivion. The temptation of the void beneath her left a sweet taste of rose petals and poppies on her tongue. Sounds of crashing waves against jagged rocks beneath her were a promise.

"If only…" she said, teetering on her feet.

Her head jerked as a glimpse of white pierced her blurry vision. A snowy owl flew towards the manor.

Dropping to her knees she began to laugh.