Coming Back

Chapter Three

Darkness, all I could see was darkness. At the end of a tunnel, there was a bright light. In that bright light, I could see silhouettes. They looked joyous the closer I got. There was one that jumped to me almost knocking me over in a full bear hug.

I pulled away when I heard a muffled voice, a male voice. I couldn't understand anything the group before me was saying, but I could make out faces.

There was Harry, Ron, a girl who looked awfully like Ron, a girl with Black hair and pale blue eyes, and a daft old man with hair style threat seemed older than him.

There in the darkness, Ron and I sat alone. Trying to grasp what I was seeing I looked around. It was a tunnel. A very cold, dark, swampy tunnel.

"Nova, I have to tell you something," I heard him say he sighed and scratched his head, "I like you."

"Pleas-" I said but at that second he put his finger over my mouth shushing me.

"Don't talk," He whispered. His hands went on my cheeks. Before I could find any way of reacting otherwise, I slapped him.

I woke up screaming, we were still sitting in the car so there was no way for me to at least seem sane with this. All the boys, except George who was driving, looked to me.

"Nova? You ok?" Ron whispered.

"Yes um, just a bad dream," I looked up at him, "a very bad dream!" I got out of my seat and went and sat with George and Fred. I sighed a breath of relief as they looked at me with curiosity.

"Why'd you come up here?" George asked.

"It's cold back there," I whispered making a face saying we'll talk about it later.

I groaned as I thought about going back to Hogwarts, sure it was going to be fun, but that looked like Ron. Like.. now Ron. Same hair color, same freckles, same face. It was him, not a mature him.

"Oh, ok," Fred said.

After sitting for what seemed to be hours we were now descending. It was now getting light outside and we were driving over a field.

I spotted a house not far in the distance. We started to land, I guess they live there. Once we landed I jumped out of the car.

The thing was, I was so upset about this wasn't because I just didn't like Ron. I mean Ron's not a bad guy it's just that were friends and I liked his brother. Not to mention, he's Harry's best friend. That would only make things awkward.

Plus noticing all the stares and ardent expressions, I knew that there was something between him and Hermione. Something that didn't seem like it was a big thing, but in time, it would blossom. At least I hoped, in my head, I had already paired them like Jessie and Becky in Full House.

Maybe it would take someone to make Hermione jealous to realize her true feelings, like how Becky and Jessie were.

I followed the guys inside the house, they all snuck inside tip toeing on every foot. I laughed at their idiotic behavior and walked in. Gawking, I walked around to see the big beautiful house.

"It's not much," Ron said behind Harry and me, "but it's home."

"It's lovely, Ron," I grinned.

The boys still crept around the house. It was as if they weren't supposed to get Harry and me- Wow I'm an idiot. We went in I spotted a clock that had a picture of all the Weasley's on it. The hands that had Ron, George and Fred moved to the home setting. There were pictures of others and said they were away or at the ministry.