The next morning i woke up all wrapped in my duvet and blanket in my bed, i hazily remember falling asleep last night in the outdoor den and being woken up gently by Fred, who helped me to bed. Last night was nice to meet everyone however im still feeling quite uncomfortable due to the fact all of these people have been friends for years or siblings. As nice as everyone is, i do wish i could get to know them more, just so when we go to Hogwarts i'll have people around me i can trust.The sun was high in the sky, i glanced at my clock on the bedside table to see that it read eleven am, meaning that i had probably overslept and missed breakfast.
I kept my shorts on and grabbed one of my black vest tops, as it was much warmer than yesterday. I climbed out of bed and picked up my toiletry bag,making my way to the bathroom to sort of my hair and face before i made any public appearances.
As i walked out my bedroom door by plan to avoid anyone in this sleepy state failed quickly, there standing in nothing but a towel covering his bottom half was Fred. He was leaning on the bannister with his toothbrush in his mouth, wet hair making it look a deep brown, and his tanned skin from the long summer glazed with water, still damp from his shower. He was facing George's room, who's door was open as he was telling Fred about some girl he's been speaking to.
'Morning' Fred smiled as he spotted me, rubbing my tired eyes as they may have been staring at his body for a couple seconds too long.
I smiled weakly 'Morning' i say, my Italian accent sounding much stronger from just waking up.
'Aw sleepy girl, thought you'd be wide awake after your lie in' Fred replied as i started walking towards the bathroom.
'incazzare' (piss off) I retorted jokingly, opening the door and stepping inside the toilet.
'Feisty Bianca in the morning eh?' George said to Fred as i shut the door too.
I brushed through my long locks, and splashed water onto my face, washing away my tiredness, before tying my hair up so that i could shower without it getting wet.
After my shower and getting changed i left the bathroom and made my way downstairs, Ginny and Hermione were sat at the table with two mugs filled with steaming tea, Fred, George and Ron were sat in the living room where George and Ron were playing chess and Fred was staring into space.
'Good Morning' Ginny chimed, beckoning me to join their conversation.
'Buongiorno!' Hermione said to me, in an almost perfect Italian accent. I looked up at her and smiled, repeating the greeting.
'When Ginny told me that your were Italian i was over the moon that i could put mine to use, i dont know loads but id love to learn some more' she said excitedly.
'Over the moon means incredibly happy, Bianca' Fred added, remembering our conversation last night.
I chuckled 'Thank you Fred, and Hermione your Italian is very impressive, test it out on me all you'd like' I replied.
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CaraMia | Fred Weasley
FanfictionBianca Giovanni comes from a very wealthy Italian family from Milan. Her father decides to transfer her to Hogwarts as she begins her sixth year, she spends a week in the Weasley house before going back to school. Fred Weasley takes a liking to her...