Author's Note: Drea Sinclaire is an OC of mine, a Slytherin. She's featured in Love Always, Cassi as the sister of the main character, but this oneshot is all hers!
The first time Regulus Black saw Drea Sinclaire, his entire world was altered to focus around this angel of a girl. It had been in the dark parlor of Number 12 Grimmauld Place he had seen her. They had been eight years old, but he knew he was in love. Even now, seven years later, he was still in love with her.
Drea sat on the couch in the sunroom of her home. It was summer, and she would be a fifth year soon. Cassi was out of the house, visiting a friend. Drea turned another page of her book. She would never admit it, but she loved Muggle classics. Her current favorite was Pride and Prejudice. She loved the witty banter, the chemistry between Mr Darcy and Elizabeth Bennett. They remind her of her older sister and Srius Black. She saw herself in Jane and Regulus in Mr Bingley. Their relationship was similar, but Jane hadn't had to wait so long for Mr Bingley's proposal as Drea would have to wait for Regulus'.
Regulus chose that exact moment to enter the sunroom. He sat across from her and smiled. The dark green suit he wore complemented his features and his pale skin. His dark hair was brushed in front of his face, just the way Drea loved it. His eyes were bright, sparkling.
"Drea."
She smiled coyly, then looked up from her book.
"Yes, Regulus?"
He smiled back. This caused Drea to stand up, dropping her book and fling her arms around Regulus' neck. She stepped back, face flushed, and kissed him. Regulus looked at the angle in front of him. She was dressed in white, and she wore her hair twisted back, but strands escaped to frame her face like a halo. Her blue eyes were staring straight into his, and her smile was contagious.
"Oh Regulus." She whispered.
She hugged him tightly.
"I can't believe it, Reg! He said yes?"
Regulus nodded. He slid off the couch and took her hands. He lowered himself onto one knee, and took a sliver box out of his coat pocket.
"Alessandrea Zariel Sinclaire, will you do me the honor of marrying me?"
Drea looked down at the boy she knew she loved. Tears clouded her eyes
"Yes. Yes, I will, of course!" she whispered, unable to speak properly.
Regulus stood up and drew her into a tight hug before stepping back. He opened the small silver box. The satin shone in the sunlight, and was smooth to the touch. Inside was the most beautiful ring Drea had ever seen. It was perfect. It was a thin sliver band, with twining vines carved into the surface, surrounding two emeralds set into the band, and framing the perfect, flawless diamond set into the middle of the ring.
"Oh, Reg. its beautiful."
He caught her hand, and slid the ring onto her delicate fingers, carefully sliding it into place onto her ring finger. Drea stared at it. She knew that everyone in her family, and his, would be ecstatic. It was the union that everyone had been wanting since their births.
But that wasn't what Drea was thinking about. All she could think about was the boy in front of her, and the feeling of his ring on her finger. He stooped slightly to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, the ring sparkling on her finger as it caught the light.
Regulus could hardly believe that this was happening. He was holding the most perfect girl he had ever seen, and she had agreed to be tied to him for the rest of their lives. Most would have thought that fifteen was too young to be in love, too young to be engaged, but Regulus knew better. He knew he would never feel this way about anyone else.
Drea was the only girl for him, the only girl he had ever had eyes for, the only girl he ever would have feelings for, and the only one for him. He had known that Drea was the only one for him since the day he met her.
His angel.