Chapter 4:

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Petunia turned around, to give her filthy son a bath. Things would eventually work out on their own...

After that she got him up in the living room. Sitting him on the floor she watched him play. A little smile tugged her face as she watched her little son, solving a little puzzle consisting of only six parts. As soon as he finished he lost interest and instead began to crawl around in the room, babbling to himself. Petunia was just beginning to relax, when she heard a low whimper. It was coming from the baby monitor, little Harry was awake,

At first she tried to ignore it, surely the little boy would go back to sleep soon. The whimpers made her want to run up and hug the child, make the nightmares go away, only she just couldn't bring herself to do it and it made her feel incredible guilty.

Petunia Dursley found herself to caught between the devil and the deep blue sea. She couldn't leave her little Diddy alone, but she couldn't just ignore the crying boy upstairs, not anymore. Also she didn't want to take Dudley with her, to meet the other boy. She wanted to keep the interaction between the two children at a minimum, because she knew, if she didn't watch closely to prevent it they would become like brothers. Petunia couldn't let that happen, Harry would only hurt Dudley.

So there was only one solution left. She elevated Dudley in her arms and went upstairs. Then she put him back down in his playpen, giving him his favourite storybook, hoping that he would be fine and went to sooth Harry.

She felt bad leaving her only son like this for her nephew, but the whimpers were increasing in volume every passing second.

"It is the only possible solution", she kept telling herself.

When she arrived the little room, the whimpering stopped. Little Harry looked up at her with big, watery green eyes, begging her to make the nightmares go away. She picked him up and hugged him tightly. Harry grasped the fabric of her T-shirt tightly, unwilling to let her go ever again.

Slowly he was getting calmer. Sighing content he snuggled closer. Petunia smiled, she could already feel her heart melt, all the bad experiences with her sister became less important the longer she held them.

Suddenly she heard crying from Dudley's room. Her little precious had finished "reading" and was now bored and wondering where his mummy had gone.

She had to go back to her baby, but she just couldn't leave her little nephew all alone so soon again.

There wasn't only one solution, for there was another one. Her little nephew held securely in her arms she made her way back towards her son.

After all they would meet one day and maybe Harry could be a normal child, if under Dudley's good influence, maybe he would never leave them.

When she entered Dudley's room, a strange child on her arms, her little son stared up at her with wide, confused eyes. She picked him up too and carried both boys downstairs back in the living room. As soon as she sat them down Dudley started talkig animatedly and soon Harry joined in. While the kids where busy playing with Dudley's toys, they would have to get Harry some too, Petunia did the housework, all the while keeping a watchful eye on them.

By the time Vernon got home from work all three of them were sleeping snuggled together in a heap on the couch.

Even though he still had his doubts regarding his nephew, he couldn't help but smile at the sight. Silently he took a photo.

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