Chapter 5: The Return!
Drea's P.O.V-
We had been sent to America on the trip that Dumbledore had sent us on. It had been four years since the last time I had seen any of my family other than my parents, and I desperately missed everybody (including all the Weasleys).
Normal P.O.V-
Drea and her parents had all but disappeared off the face of the Earth, it seemed, after Drea's first year at Hogwarts. They regularly wrote to Ginny and Paige. In her absence they had started to get along better, especially during summer breaks since Tessa, Drake, Jana, and Paige were staying with the Weasleys.
Drea hadn't written in a while causing Paige and Ginny to worry. The parents hadn't either which only caused more worry.
Ron regularly got letters, sometimes 3 a week, but today he seemed to be extremely nervous and nobody knew why. When he looked at the clock then just randomly walked outside Ginny just kind of gave Paige a weird look.
"Do you think that was weird?" Ginny asked.
"Yeah, way weird," Paige replied.
Just then they heard what sounded like a girl's shriek. They both ran outside just in time to see a random strawberry blonde girl run into Ron's arms. Then behind her they saw Paige and Drea's parents.
"Mom, Dad!" Paige yelled and took off running towards them.
By this time the rest of the Weasleys, and McCoys, had made their way outside to see what the fuss was all about. Harry had arrived a week ago, along with Hermione, so they followed behind the rest.
Ron was still hugging that girl.
That's when Ginny put two and two together.
"DREA!" she screamed.
Drea pulled out of Ron's arms as if just realizing how long it had been, and blushed. Ginny ran up to her and pulled her into a bear hug.
"That's Drea?" Fred and George asked simultaneously.
George's eyes practically popped out of his head. Tessa punched Fred's arm as his jaw started to drop.
"Ow!" Fred said looking at Tessa and rubbing his arm. "What was that for?"
"For gawking at your girlfriend's little sister," she said smiling.
By this time George and Harry were talking to each other in whispers and occasionally glancing at Drea with wide-eyed looks.
Ron was just kind of standing off to the side looking embarrassed. His face was almost the color of his hair. Ginny was having a lively conversation with Drea and Paige.
"Okay, everybody. It's kind of warm out here, can we go inside?" Maralene asked.
Everybody made their way inside and split up to go to the rooms. Paige, Drea, and Ginny went up to Ginny's room.
"Why haven't you guys written?" Paige asked as they entered the room.
"Well we were extremely busy lately making arrangements to come back, and we wanted it to be a surprise," Drea explained.
"Then how come Ron seemed to know?" Ginny asked.
"The few times I had time to write, I wrote to him. And before you guys get made, me and him have been talking this whole time," she explained. "Oh and Ginny remember our first year at Hogwarts when I woke up and heard you talking to that guy. Yeah, I figured it out."
"Bet you didn't," Ginny said smiling.
"Ron told me it was him." Drea said smiling.
"Ron came up to me at a later time," Ginny said smiling.
"Well okay. Ron told me what he wanted then," Drea said confused.
Paige's P.O.V-
I listened to Drea and Ginny's conversation confused at exactly what they were talking about. Something about a guy.
I couldn't get over how much Drea had changed over the four years that she, mom, and dad had been gone. She was about an inch taller than my five feet four inches, and had long strawberry blonde hair. She used to keep it short and layered. She had definitely matured faster than me in other areas as well. Her bangs were just below her eyes and the rest of her hair went down to her butt and was slightly curly. Her green eyes shined bright as always, but from behind her eye makeup that made them pop out even more than normal. I noticed earlier how bright her eyes got when she mentioned Ron's name. She had always like him, but never mentioned it.
She even seemed to have a different taste in clothes, if you went by what she was wearing. It consisted of a black, mid-thigh length, pleated skirt; black fitted long sleeve shirt with thumb holes; bright, blue, lacey tank top under the long sleeve; and chucks. She also had on a lot of rainbow colored bracelets and necklaces along with big hoop earrings and studs.
She seemed comfortable in herself. She hadn't ever seemed that way.
Ron's P.O.V-
BLOODY HELL! Drea had changed so much. The picture she had sent about a month ago didn't do her justice. She was downright beautiful. I wonder if she realizes I like her.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when George entered my room.
"Drea sure has grown up, if you know what I mean?" he said to Harry winking.
Harry laughed and I snapped. I punched George.
"Don't you ever, and I mean ever, talk about Drea that way again!" I screamed as he held his hand to his eye.
He was starting to get up when Hermione walked through the door.
"I was just coming to tell you that dinner is done when I heard someone screaming. What's . . ." she broke off when she saw George on the ground and my fist balled up.
"What happened?" she asked leaning down to help him up.
I left the room and headed to dinner.
I just hit my brother, my OWN brother! I'd never freaked out over a girl to the point where I actually hit one of my brothers.
When I walked into somebody, I realized that I hadn't been paying enough attention to where I was going. When I focused my attention on who I had walked into I noticed it was Dreanna. She turned toward me and I noticed we were mere inches apart.
"I. . . I. . . I'm s. . . s. . . s. . . sorry," I mumbled
"It's okay," she said with a slight smile. She kept glancing down at my lips and blushing. She was so adorable when she blushed.
I quickly looked around and we were alone. I slowly leaned in and closed my eyes. I kissed her!
Drea's P.O.V-
He leaned in; eyes closed, and kissed me! He kissed me! It was soft and sweet. Everything I thought it would be. It was perfect. I didn't want it to end. Then I heard somebody clear their throat.
We pulled away to notice Drake staring angrily at us. More at Ron though.
"Hey, Drake," I said trying to sound happy.
"Hi, Drea. Nice to see you. I heard you were back. Ron can I talk to you, alone?" he said rather quickly.
"Sure," Ron said gulping.
They walked off toward an empty room and I headed down to dinner.
-2 hours later-
Normal P.O.V-
Dinner was awkward to say the least.
George kept glaring at Ron. Drake was also doing the same thing. Ron and Drea kept looking at each other; then they'd blush, smile, and look away. Tessa and Fred kept trying to get George to help them plan a prank, but he just kept glaring at Ron. Paige and Ginny just kept looking back and forth between Ron and Drea with a confused look on their faces. Harry, Hermione, and Jana were having some sort of lively conversation. The parents were off in their own little world. It had already been decided that the McCoys would go back to their home for the night. All except Drea. She was going to stay and spend time with Ginny.
Everybody said their goodbyes and Drea followed Ginny up to her room. It had been a long day so they changed into their pajamas and went to sleep.
A couple hours later Drea woke up to Ron standing over her saying her name and gently shaking her.
"Come on," he said grabbing her hand and gently pulling her up. "I want to show you something."
"Okay," she whispered only half awake. She got up and followed him quietly all the way down stairs and out the back door.
She saw a blanket lying on the ground, and he pulled her over to it. They sat down and just talked. After about an hour the laid down on the blanket. He tentatively reached for her hand.
They lay that way for a while. Just holding hands and looking at the stars. Neither of them said a word.
Drea's P.O.V-
I just laid there holding Ron's hand, not sure of what to say. That's when Ron broke the silence.
"Did you know that I've always had a crush on you? I was just too afraid to admit it," He said, his voice sounding almost too loud in the silence.
"No, I didn't know that," I said quietly.
"Yeah, you were my sister's best friend though, and I know this breaks some kind of rule," he said almost as if he was thinking.
"Neither of us has been one to follow rules though," I said laughing.
He laughed with me for a bit before he suddenly grew serious.
"I wish we had been born during a less dangerous time," he said squeezing my hand. "It would make it easier to be together."
"I know, but even then it would be slightly dangerous on your part," I said smiling at him.
"True, your cousin Drake is very intimidating," he told me smiling back.
"Exactly," I said. "So, exactly what was that about earlier?"
"He was giving me a warning about what will happen if I were to play with your emotions," he said. "But the problem with that is I never planned on playing with your emotions. I just want to be with you."
My stomach felt like it could fly away with as many butterflies that were in it. I looked into his eyes and all I could see was now. Not the past or the future, just the present. I was so happy to be sharing this time with him that I didn't notice another person enter the area until they spoke.
"So, did you guys come out here for a midnight stroll or was this planned?" I recognized me cousin's voice.
"Oh, Drake, I didn't know you were here, and awake," I said standing up quickly.
He had always had a way of ruining things for me when it came to guys. Now, by the look on his face, wasn't going to be any different.
"We were just talking," I said to break the awkward silence.
"That's why you guys are holding hands?" he asked glaring at Ron.
"Look I know you think of me as a little sister, but I can take care of myself!" I said sternly.
"That I doubt," he said back in a menacing tone.
"Don't speak to her like that!" Ron said stepping somewhat in front of me.
"She's my family. I'll speak to her however I want!" Drake said, obviously getting angry. "Plus, what are you going to do?"
That's when my dad appeared out of nowhere. He grabbed Drake by the arm and told him to go back inside. Then he turned and looked at us.
"Drea, what was going on?" he asked looking at Ron and my hands.
"Dad we were just talking," I said honestly.
"Okay, just remember, you are my daughter and I can always find out if you're lying," he said and walked into the house leaving us there holding hands.