Ok just a warning. Amber and Jesse do speak some Italian in this chapter, seeing it is their native language. There are translations at the bottom of what they say, so English speaking people can understand. It is not directly translated, because those make no sense, lol. But if you are curious, is a cool site to check out.... And oh yeah, neither blondness or I speak Italian, FreeTranslations really helped us, lol! Annnnnnnywayz, on with Chapter 2:
Amber's View:
"Dinner!" Molly Weasley's voice drifted up the stairwell once more. "COME NOW ALL OF YOU!"
Amber heard a parade thumping down the stairs as she disembarked, following Hermione. The dining/kitchen area was small and cluttered. The sun had set behind the mountains outside the windows. It smelled good, but what of Amber couldn't recognize. Probably some english food, She thought to herself as she looked around the crowded dining room.
There were three people standing that she didn't recognize, but she figured that they were Weasleys, for the tell-tale flaming red hair told her straight away. There were two males, and an older woman with curly hair. She rubbed her hands on her apron and walked over to Amber, extending her fingers.
"Oh, excuse me! I'm Molly, Ronnie's mother. You must be Amber," She said, smiling, her plump cheeks gleaming brightly. She shook Amber's hand and moved over to where Jesse was standing. "And Jesse. I've heard about you two! You're from..."
"Italy," Jesse said, finishing Mrs. Weasley's sentence.
"Ah, I see," She said nodding and seating them at the wooden table, laden with food. "And can you speak italian?"
"Yes," Amber replied, then continued seeing that Mrs. Weasley seemed to want to hear it. "Ciao, mi chiamo l'Ambra. Questo è il mio Jesse di sorella, siamo dei gemelli da Venezia, Italia. Parliamo entrambi l'italiano ed Inglese fluentemente come nostro padre era nato in inghilterra, siamo felici di incontrarlo Talpa!"
"Oh!" Molly said, looking confused.
"What the heck did she say?" Fred asked, and Jesse laughed.
"She said, hello, my name is Amber. This is my sister Jesse, we are twins from Venice, Italy. We speak both Italian and English fluently as our father was born in England, we are happy to meet you Molly."
Mr. Weasley, or that was who he looked like, anyway. He was the oldest male, who was slightly bald. He looked up as Amber was speaking Italian and wiped the crumbs off his flannel shirt. He extended his hand to Amber and Jesse over the table (which was by the way very bad manners).
"I'm so sorry, I'm Arthur, Arthur Weasley," He said shaking their hands, then going back to his conversation with Harry, "So tell me more about this, connupter thing."
"Computer, oh that...."
"Oh, and I'm Percy," A curly-haired boy said, extending a hand in a haughty way. "I work for the ministry."
George leaned over the table, unknowingly putting his elbow in his mashed potatoes. He whispered to Jesse and Amber, but made it loud enough so that Percy, who was seated next to him could hear.
"He's been kind of edgy, since his old boss' son turned out to be working for Voldemort, and the fact that he kept calling him Weatherby," George said, blocking the side of his mouth facing his parents.
Percy blushed. "Hey! At least I'm getting somewhere in life-"
Amber tuned them out. After dinner she went upstairs, with Jesse and they sat on the bed talking. There was a knock on the door. They heard two male voices outside the door, laughing.
"It's probably Harry and Ron," Hermione said softly before turing to the door and saying louder, "come on in you two!"
Harry and Ron came into the room laughing, but stood on the opposite end of the room, suddenly becoming silent and watching Jesse and Amber, very interested.
"We're not dirt, don't look at us like that!" Amber said, seeing their expression.
"It's not-"
"We don't bite, come sit down!" Jesse beckoned. Harry and Ron sat down gingerly on the bed, next to Hermione. The watched Jese and Amber who were sitting cross-legged on the opposite bed, facing them.
"So, tell us about Hogwarts!" They said excitedly, at the same time. Harry and Ron looked taken aback, as if their sudden exclaimation frightened them. They, sighed. It'll probably take a while for them to get used to us, Amber thought to herself as Harry took a deep breath before he began. I hope they do get used to us. It'd be weird, hanging out with Hermione but having her best friends ignore us.
"Well it's this big castle..."
Amber sat up in her bed, it was still night time, the clock on Ginny's wall read 3 AM. She grasped her blankets, and looked around. The sky was dark, a few bright stars thrown across it. She pulled her messy hair out and put it back up again, before looking over at Jesse, who was sound asleep. Ginny was snoring softly on the other side of the room. A small animal jumped onto the bed, at first startling Amber, but then petting him realizing it was noneother than Jesse and her pet cat, Jake. She'd been dreaming, but of what. She stroked Jake gently as he layed down, and she tried to remember her dream...
Sunlight through a window.... instability.... a scream.... a crash... yelling...
The dream slowly began fading away, it was alarming to remember what she had... She settled back down under the covers, her hands under her pillow. Slowly but surely, she dozed back off to sleep.
"Come on, get up you lazy heads!" Ginny said, at 8 o'clock the next morning, arousing Jesse and Amber from their beds. Cobwebs of sleep still covering her mind, Amber sat up and began rubbing her eyes. "Come on, you two, mum served breakfast fifteen minutes ago!"
Jesse and Amber slowly put their legs slowly over the side of the bed and got up. Not caring whether or not they looked presentable, the schlumped tiredly downstairs. Fred and George were sitting at the table also eating breakfast. Their hair was sticking up all over the the place, as if they had also just awoken. Harry and Ron were in the living room, playing wizards chess. They greeted Jesse, Amber, Hermione, and Ginny as they made their appearance in the dining room.
Amber shaded her eyes, it sure was bright day. She sat down in the kitchen chair, and helped herself to what was left of the bacon and eggs.
"Mum is out doing errands, and Dad and Percy are at work," Ginny inferred, at Jesse and Amber's faces when they saw that they were not under adult supervision.
"She trusts you home alone?" Jesse asked, groggily.
"Yes, why not? Fred and George are seventeen and dependable," Hermione said, pouring herself some orange juice, and dripping a little on the white table cloth.
Ron snorted. "Okay, whatever you say Hermione," He laughed and turned back to his wizards chess.
"What are you talking about Ron," George asked, tipping his chair. "We're respons- ahhhhhhhhh, ouch!"
George's chair had fell all the way backwards. Crashing of china and glass filled the room as egg and bacon, orange juice and milk spattered everywhere. George had pulled the tablecloth down with him. He cried out in pain and looked quite unhappy as he saw the mess he'd made.
"NOW YOU'VE GONE AND DONE IT!" Ron yelled, from the living room, as him and Harry turned from their game.
"YEAH YOU STUPID GIT! MUM'S GONNA KILL US! SKIN US ALIVE!" Fred yelled too, surprised at his own twin's stupidity.
Just then, Amber had the weirdest deja vu...
Jesse's View:
Jesse was sitting on her chair and she closed her eyes her mind went blank she remembered a dream she had had. "L'ambra, ho avuto un sogno strano una volta! Esso era ieri sera infact c'era qualcuno o qualcosa che era instabile ed esso era molto e poi qualcosa è scontrato e c'era alot di urlare da un lontano sano. ... Ho avuto appena il vu di deja! Lei pensa? No! (Amber, I had a weird dream one time! It it was last night infact! There was someone or something that was unstable, screaming, and then something falls over and there was a lot yelling from a distant person. .. I had just the deja vu!)," Jesse said and was very confused.
"Il Jesse, non so. ... Avrei potuto essere un sogno che abbiamo divisi? Come quando eravamo piccoli in Venezia. Quando riguardavamo sei! Il sogno del raccoglitore di capra! Chi andava rubare Jamie! Poi Jamie era la capra di sacraficed al festable di acqua! In venezia, sulla punta del tetto! Delle cannelle! Lei che sa Jesse ho avuto quello stesso sogno che penso! Non dove lei vede luminoso , unstability, ed un incidente ma ciò tutto lí era alcuni urlare! (Jesse, I do not know... It would have had to be a dream that we shared? How when we were small in Venice. When we pertained you are! The dream of the stealer of goat! Who went to steal Jamie! Then Jamie was the goat sacraficed to the festable of water! In Venice, on the point of the roof! I know you and I had the same one dream! Where she sees bright, unstability, and an accident, and someone to yelled!)" Amber said in Italian.
Ron and Harry got up and walked over and stared at them, like they were from Mars since they were speaking their native tounge. Ron snorted and helped Fred and George clean up the mess. Harry on the other hand sat down and grabbed a book out of his bag. Italian for dummies, Version One.
"Pensa che può imparare come leggere e parli l'italiano da un libro? Egli stupido, ha temuto soltanto che un vero italiano può fare fuori le parole! A meno che sono il tought come leggere e parlano l'italiano! (He thinks he can learn how to read and speak Italian from a book? Stupid Egli, feared only that a true Italian can do out of the words! Unless they are taught how to read and speak Italian!)" Jesse said and they cracked up at what she had said.
"Sì! Molto vero! (Yes! Very true!)" Amber said and smiled.
Hermione walked over and frowned at Amber and Jesse. "L'ambra! Jesse! Nessuno prendendo in Saccheggia giro e Ron! Lei non loro sa! Non lo sanno! Appena dargli una probabilitá ok! Non saccheggiare è un individuo piacevole e stupido! E so come parlare l'italion! (Amber! Jesse! No making fun of Harry and Ron! You don't know them! They don't know you! Just give them a chance ok! Harry is a nice guy and not stupid! And I know how to speak Italian!)
"Hermione! WE KNOW!" Amber and Jesse yelled in english and everyone noticed that there was no more odd Italian words going around.
Amber's View:
"Dinner!" Molly Weasley's voice drifted up the stairwell once more. "COME NOW ALL OF YOU!"
Amber heard a parade thumping down the stairs as she disembarked, following Hermione. The dining/kitchen area was small and cluttered. The sun had set behind the mountains outside the windows. It smelled good, but what of Amber couldn't recognize. Probably some english food, She thought to herself as she looked around the crowded dining room.
There were three people standing that she didn't recognize, but she figured that they were Weasleys, for the tell-tale flaming red hair told her straight away. There were two males, and an older woman with curly hair. She rubbed her hands on her apron and walked over to Amber, extending her fingers.
"Oh, excuse me! I'm Molly, Ronnie's mother. You must be Amber," She said, smiling, her plump cheeks gleaming brightly. She shook Amber's hand and moved over to where Jesse was standing. "And Jesse. I've heard about you two! You're from..."
"Italy," Jesse said, finishing Mrs. Weasley's sentence.
"Ah, I see," She said nodding and seating them at the wooden table, laden with food. "And can you speak italian?"
"Yes," Amber replied, then continued seeing that Mrs. Weasley seemed to want to hear it. "Ciao, mi chiamo l'Ambra. Questo è il mio Jesse di sorella, siamo dei gemelli da Venezia, Italia. Parliamo entrambi l'italiano ed Inglese fluentemente come nostro padre era nato in inghilterra, siamo felici di incontrarlo Talpa!"
"Oh!" Molly said, looking confused.
"What the heck did she say?" Fred asked, and Jesse laughed.
"She said, hello, my name is Amber. This is my sister Jesse, we are twins from Venice, Italy. We speak both Italian and English fluently as our father was born in England, we are happy to meet you Molly."
Mr. Weasley, or that was who he looked like, anyway. He was the oldest male, who was slightly bald. He looked up as Amber was speaking Italian and wiped the crumbs off his flannel shirt. He extended his hand to Amber and Jesse over the table (which was by the way very bad manners).
"I'm so sorry, I'm Arthur, Arthur Weasley," He said shaking their hands, then going back to his conversation with Harry, "So tell me more about this, connupter thing."
"Computer, oh that...."
"Oh, and I'm Percy," A curly-haired boy said, extending a hand in a haughty way. "I work for the ministry."
George leaned over the table, unknowingly putting his elbow in his mashed potatoes. He whispered to Jesse and Amber, but made it loud enough so that Percy, who was seated next to him could hear.
"He's been kind of edgy, since his old boss' son turned out to be working for Voldemort, and the fact that he kept calling him Weatherby," George said, blocking the side of his mouth facing his parents.
Percy blushed. "Hey! At least I'm getting somewhere in life-"
Amber tuned them out. After dinner she went upstairs, with Jesse and they sat on the bed talking. There was a knock on the door. They heard two male voices outside the door, laughing.
"It's probably Harry and Ron," Hermione said softly before turing to the door and saying louder, "come on in you two!"
Harry and Ron came into the room laughing, but stood on the opposite end of the room, suddenly becoming silent and watching Jesse and Amber, very interested.
"We're not dirt, don't look at us like that!" Amber said, seeing their expression.
"It's not-"
"We don't bite, come sit down!" Jesse beckoned. Harry and Ron sat down gingerly on the bed, next to Hermione. The watched Jese and Amber who were sitting cross-legged on the opposite bed, facing them.
"So, tell us about Hogwarts!" They said excitedly, at the same time. Harry and Ron looked taken aback, as if their sudden exclaimation frightened them. They, sighed. It'll probably take a while for them to get used to us, Amber thought to herself as Harry took a deep breath before he began. I hope they do get used to us. It'd be weird, hanging out with Hermione but having her best friends ignore us.
"Well it's this big castle..."
Amber sat up in her bed, it was still night time, the clock on Ginny's wall read 3 AM. She grasped her blankets, and looked around. The sky was dark, a few bright stars thrown across it. She pulled her messy hair out and put it back up again, before looking over at Jesse, who was sound asleep. Ginny was snoring softly on the other side of the room. A small animal jumped onto the bed, at first startling Amber, but then petting him realizing it was noneother than Jesse and her pet cat, Jake. She'd been dreaming, but of what. She stroked Jake gently as he layed down, and she tried to remember her dream...
Sunlight through a window.... instability.... a scream.... a crash... yelling...
The dream slowly began fading away, it was alarming to remember what she had... She settled back down under the covers, her hands under her pillow. Slowly but surely, she dozed back off to sleep.
"Come on, get up you lazy heads!" Ginny said, at 8 o'clock the next morning, arousing Jesse and Amber from their beds. Cobwebs of sleep still covering her mind, Amber sat up and began rubbing her eyes. "Come on, you two, mum served breakfast fifteen minutes ago!"
Jesse and Amber slowly put their legs slowly over the side of the bed and got up. Not caring whether or not they looked presentable, the schlumped tiredly downstairs. Fred and George were sitting at the table also eating breakfast. Their hair was sticking up all over the the place, as if they had also just awoken. Harry and Ron were in the living room, playing wizards chess. They greeted Jesse, Amber, Hermione, and Ginny as they made their appearance in the dining room.
Amber shaded her eyes, it sure was bright day. She sat down in the kitchen chair, and helped herself to what was left of the bacon and eggs.
"Mum is out doing errands, and Dad and Percy are at work," Ginny inferred, at Jesse and Amber's faces when they saw that they were not under adult supervision.
"She trusts you home alone?" Jesse asked, groggily.
"Yes, why not? Fred and George are seventeen and dependable," Hermione said, pouring herself some orange juice, and dripping a little on the white table cloth.
Ron snorted. "Okay, whatever you say Hermione," He laughed and turned back to his wizards chess.
"What are you talking about Ron," George asked, tipping his chair. "We're respons- ahhhhhhhhh, ouch!"
George's chair had fell all the way backwards. Crashing of china and glass filled the room as egg and bacon, orange juice and milk spattered everywhere. George had pulled the tablecloth down with him. He cried out in pain and looked quite unhappy as he saw the mess he'd made.
"NOW YOU'VE GONE AND DONE IT!" Ron yelled, from the living room, as him and Harry turned from their game.
"YEAH YOU STUPID GIT! MUM'S GONNA KILL US! SKIN US ALIVE!" Fred yelled too, surprised at his own twin's stupidity.
Just then, Amber had the weirdest deja vu...
Jesse's View:
Jesse was sitting on her chair and she closed her eyes her mind went blank she remembered a dream she had had. "L'ambra, ho avuto un sogno strano una volta! Esso era ieri sera infact c'era qualcuno o qualcosa che era instabile ed esso era molto e poi qualcosa è scontrato e c'era alot di urlare da un lontano sano. ... Ho avuto appena il vu di deja! Lei pensa? No! (Amber, I had a weird dream one time! It it was last night infact! There was someone or something that was unstable, screaming, and then something falls over and there was a lot yelling from a distant person. .. I had just the deja vu!)," Jesse said and was very confused.
"Il Jesse, non so. ... Avrei potuto essere un sogno che abbiamo divisi? Come quando eravamo piccoli in Venezia. Quando riguardavamo sei! Il sogno del raccoglitore di capra! Chi andava rubare Jamie! Poi Jamie era la capra di sacraficed al festable di acqua! In venezia, sulla punta del tetto! Delle cannelle! Lei che sa Jesse ho avuto quello stesso sogno che penso! Non dove lei vede luminoso , unstability, ed un incidente ma ciò tutto lí era alcuni urlare! (Jesse, I do not know... It would have had to be a dream that we shared? How when we were small in Venice. When we pertained you are! The dream of the stealer of goat! Who went to steal Jamie! Then Jamie was the goat sacraficed to the festable of water! In Venice, on the point of the roof! I know you and I had the same one dream! Where she sees bright, unstability, and an accident, and someone to yelled!)" Amber said in Italian.
Ron and Harry got up and walked over and stared at them, like they were from Mars since they were speaking their native tounge. Ron snorted and helped Fred and George clean up the mess. Harry on the other hand sat down and grabbed a book out of his bag. Italian for dummies, Version One.
"Pensa che può imparare come leggere e parli l'italiano da un libro? Egli stupido, ha temuto soltanto che un vero italiano può fare fuori le parole! A meno che sono il tought come leggere e parlano l'italiano! (He thinks he can learn how to read and speak Italian from a book? Stupid Egli, feared only that a true Italian can do out of the words! Unless they are taught how to read and speak Italian!)" Jesse said and they cracked up at what she had said.
"Sì! Molto vero! (Yes! Very true!)" Amber said and smiled.
Hermione walked over and frowned at Amber and Jesse. "L'ambra! Jesse! Nessuno prendendo in Saccheggia giro e Ron! Lei non loro sa! Non lo sanno! Appena dargli una probabilitá ok! Non saccheggiare è un individuo piacevole e stupido! E so come parlare l'italion! (Amber! Jesse! No making fun of Harry and Ron! You don't know them! They don't know you! Just give them a chance ok! Harry is a nice guy and not stupid! And I know how to speak Italian!)
"Hermione! WE KNOW!" Amber and Jesse yelled in english and everyone noticed that there was no more odd Italian words going around.