╔═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╗ THE ONE WITH THE REUNION ╚═══*.·:·.☽✧ ✦ ✧☾.·:·.*═══╝ ❰ 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 ❱
——TO SAY ELIZA WAS EXCITED FOR FOURTH YEAR WAS AN UNDERSTATEMENT. she wasnt sure what it was, but something intrigued her to this year. perhaps it was just a gut feeling, but she had been having those a lot lately.
despite her excitement, there was an empty pit in her stomach. she missed harry. it had been months since she saw him at platform nine and three quarters and she hasn't seen him since, she wasn't sure if james and lily even knew of sirius' innocence, or if harry was too cowardly to say anything.
she was wrong.
currently, she sat in the garden of lupin cottage, slight sunlight peeking in though the tree gaps, a dog was sleeping, his chin resting on her thigh as she drew. it was an odd painting, she didn't know where it was going, she just allows her mind to control her hand.
she had the urge to paint the dogs ears a deep shade of red, wondering if it would stay red if he transformed back into a human.
the picture she drew was of a large field, there was a large crowd, green filling the field, small shadowed figures crawling about, and then there was her, harry, james, the entire weasley family and the two male diggorys.
that was one half of the page.
the other half, blending in with the other half of the painting, was the same, except there were no dark figures, and the green had burned into black dust, and the tents were completely torn to shreds, and painted in the sky, as evil as always, was the green skull that reminded everyone of him.
one positive of this year was that derric torlaen had officially graduated hogwarts, along with oliver wood, but eliza wasn't happy about oliver's departure.
she wore a light green dress, it wasn't skin tight, it was decorated in small, darker green flowers, the straps holding up the dress were puffy around her shoulder.
the silence that surrounded the garden was soon interrupted as the glass doors leading into the cottage opened, and there were faint footsteps.
