Bianca 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...
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'Right in the car' I breathed as i pushed Ginny's drunk body into the back, now being the only one that wasnt drunk apart from the twins who were busy taking a piss in the bushes near the car.
'Okay Harry help me out here' I told the boy who was laughing with Ron, he finally helped me and strapped in Ginnys seatbelt, her head resting against his shoulder making his cheeks flush pink. I smiled, knowing that those two would most likely end up falling on love.
Once the rest were in the car i called at the twins.
'Fred, George! Its go time get in' I yelled, the two boys laughing at something then getting in, Fred in the front beside me and George taking the last seat in the back.
As soon as all of us were in i switched on the engine and drove away, not wanting to risk any of them doing a runner.
'Tonight was so fun' Hermione said, her head hitting the window as she gazed out into the darkness.
'Bianca singing was my favourite part' Ron added, snacking on a packet of crisps he bought from the pub.
'Thanks Ron' I chuckled, driving along the dark roads.
'yeah mine too' Fred added, lighting up a cigarette and sticking his head out the window so he wouldn't hot-box the car.
Since the presenter said he'd cover our tables drinks if i sung, everyone started drinking like crazy after that, making the most of the free and unlimited tab.
'You want one?' he asked me, i laughed and shook my head as he clearly didn't realise i was driving a manual car, needing both hands.
'When did you learn how to drive a stick? Thought your fancy Porsche was an automatic?' George asked curiously from the back.
'It is, this is my first time' I replied casually.
'Bianca!' Hermione exclaimed, acting like she was scared for her life.
'Fuck, we're all gonna die' George stated.
I laughed aloud 'Were not gonna die, this is easier than i imagined'
I carried on driving, listening to Fred and Georges amusing conversation on what the song Like a Virgin was really about.
'No you've got it all wrong, its about a girl who's had a fuck ton of sex, but then sleeps with one guy who has a huge knob, therefore hurting her as if she was a virgin again' Fred argued, clearly standing firm on his theory.
'Absolutely not, its saying that this girl who's very vulnerable, been fucked over a few times but has now found a guy that's sensitive and treats her better, making her feel like a virgin' George retaliated.
'Whoa whoa time out, the whole songs a metaphor for big dicks, the girls getting dick dicks dicks dicks dicks-' Fred started.
'How many dicks is that?' George asked, clearly loosing his train of thoughts.
