Author Notes: I write mostly in Italian because I'm Italian. This is one of my stories written for a website of Italian fanfiction, which I translated into English. I've translated it to see if I'm good at it. This is short, but maybe I can translate other my stories longer if this goes well. (I will go into a Scottish family for three weeks this summer, and I want to be able to talk to them.)

Breakfast

"Snape today was terrible!" Exclaimed Ron at the end of Defense against Dark Arts lesson after saying goodbye to Hermione made for Ancient Runes class.

"Yeah!" Answered Harry, but the guy with a distracted look and a big smile on his face didn't seem to listen what his friend said him.

"Take off to you ten points just because you're arrive five minutes late was a real injustice." Said still Ron. Harry this time not even answered just nodding his head.

"What the hell is that makes you so happy?" Ron didn't understand what Harry had to smile. Snape had taken him ten points just because he was late. He still had to serve a week of punishment, without count the two essays that Snape had just assigned for homework to the whole class, yet the Chosen One still had that moronic smile on his face.

"This morning your sister and I had breakfast at the lake." Ron looked him better and just then, he noticed the swollen lips and the matted hair of his friend. Breakfast? It is thus that it says now? He thought sarcastically, but for the sake of his friend, he decided that it was better to shut up. For once, he didn't care to know the details.