Eliza Black//Sirius Blacks little sister

Eliza felt the pain seep through her carefully put up walls, threatening to make them crumble. She longed for the arms of the one person who loved her or at least she thought he did until he left her to fight on her own, everything would have been better if he stayed, everything would be okay. She could barely remember what he looked like, she remembered his long, shaggy hair she used to love to play with and she remembered his warm grey eyes, much like her own. All she wanted was for him to hold her and tell he everything was fine, like he did when she was younger. She wanted to fall asleep in the strong arms of her oldest brother, She wanted Sirius. But he left, he left and was never coming back. "Just one more year" Eliza whispers to her. "One more year"