CaraMia | Fred Weasley

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'I really must go Papà!' Bianca pleaded sadly as she embraced her father once more, the older man squeezed her tightly and shut his eyes tight, as if he never wanted to let go of his little girl.

'I'm seventeen, i know how to look after myself, besides ill be back for the holidays before you know it!' Bianca assured, pulling away from the tight hug gently.

The older man squeezed her hands 'The Weasley's are lovely people bambina, i wrote to Arthur this morning to confirm your arrival and everything's set in place'

The young girl smiled, knowing in her heart that she was nervous about what was about to happen, but knew that everything would be fine.

'I better go now, i dont want to miss the portkey' She sighed, picking up her designer duffel bag and grabbing her coat from where it hung on the kitchen chair.

'I love you, my darling. Contact me as soon as you've settled in and write as much as you can when your at school' Her father said, opening the door to their house.

'I'll see you in a few months, i love you more Papà' She blew a kiss and left. Ready to start the next chapter of her life.

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Bianca Giovanni came from one of the most wealthiest families in the Italian wizard in world, her father, Roberto Giovanni was a very powerful wizard, who overlooked the international dimensions of the Italian ministry.

Her mother, Annabellá died when Bianca was very young, from an illness that she had the whole time she was alive, the family had plenty of time to prepare for her death, and remained as close nit as they were before her passing.

Bianca's father had decided to move her to England to carry on her education in Hogwarts, due to a fall in the standards of teaching at her small, independent school, and felt it important that she had the best opportunity for a good life after school in whichever segment she chose.

Roberto and Bianca had always gotten along well, so this move would be hard for the pair of them, although with Roberto's connections with the Weasley family he knew that she would be well looked after in the last week leading up to the start of her sixth year at school.

POP

Bianca arrived in a cold and windy field, she could see a tall and homely house standing not too far in the distance, which she knew from photos her father showed her was where the Weasley family lived. She had never met any of these people, so was naturally nervous to arrive there alone for her first time. She grabbed a firmer hold of her bad and began to walk through the field to this house.

She was only wearing a small coat jacket, dark red sweater and mini skirt with black tights, so she picked up her pace as she was beginning to get colder and colder as the evening was looming and the sun had been away for a good few hours. her long dark blonde hair was flowing down her shoulders, giving her neck at least some sort of shelter from the air.

As she reached the front door to the house she took a breath in, and was calmed down slightly by the sounds of numerous voices echoing from all different parts of the house. Her first reached up and knocked on the wooden door.

'Bianca!' A kind red haired women exclaimed warmly, immediately embracing her in a very motherly way which the girl hadn't experienced much of.

'Oh my dear you freezing, step inside the fires on and dinners in the oven, that should warm you up' She said, placing a gentle arm on her back and ushering her inside their home.