I hope you all appreciate this story. Honestly, This is the longest Fanfic I've written since I was in 6th grade. The fanfic I wrote then was a notebook long... I wanna thank everyone who comments and follows me. You guys inspire me because i love the praise. Disclaimer: I own no one except Selena and Renée. -
~And Dudley makes Four~
(Selena's POV)
I arrived back in the manor to find Renée blowing bubbles for Harry, who giggled waving his little hands and laughing when they popped. I smiled. She seemed to be really enjoying herself and I was happy for her. "I'm back." I said, alerting her of my presence. The eighteen year old looked up and smiled. "Hey, Selena!" she greeted, her dark brown eyes, lightened for once, with happiness. Renée looked to the child in my arms. "Is that him?" She asked, blowing more bubbles for Harry.
I nodded coming over and sitting on the rug with the two. "I told you I'd get him." I said. Harry looked away from the bubbles and at his cousin. His emerald hued eyes glowed with curiosity. "Who dat?" He asked. Renée smiled. "He's your cousin, Dudley, Harry. Can you say Dudley?" She asked him. Harry looked to her and than back to the sleeping tot in my arms."Duddy!" He declared. Renée clapped. "Yay, good job! Hi five?" She asked, holding her hand in front of him. The raven haired child smacked his tiny hand against her hand, an adorable smile on his face.
I smiled again before hearing a soft whining, and looking down. Dudley squirmed as he started waking up. Harry sat and watched his older cousin wake up, in what seemed to be fascination. Dudley whined tiredly and started crying a bit. Renée awed at the sight, obviously thinking that the spoiled child was adorable. "He's cranky when he wakes up~!" The brunette cooed. I sighed a bit. 'She gets attached to children so easily.' I thought with a smile. Harry put a hand on Dudley's knee, rubbing it. "Duddy ok." He said, in a comforting way that calmed his cousin down a bit. "You're so cute~!" Renée gushed, hugging Harry, making him giggle.
I rolled my eyes and rubbed the muggle child's back, shushing him gently. I had been a bit mean earlier. His eyes, started opening more and he looked around. He seemed confused about where he was and this seemed to upset him again. Dudley began to whimper, his face turning red and tears starting to collect in his eyes. Renée seemed to know what to do and reached into the toy box and pulled out a stuffed toy lion, holding it in front of Dudley. "Rawr! I'm a Lion!" she growled, in a deeper playful tone. Harry squealed waving his little hands, and the toy successfully distracted his blond cousin, who giggled and growled back, reaching and pulling the toy into his arms.
"I'm glad he's calm now." Renée said, setting Harry back down on the rug, while I placed Dudley down as well. We went and sat down on the couch. "I am too. But it doesn't mean he'll always be this way. we'll need to keep an eye on him and Harry both." I told her. She nodded in agreement. "So how are we going to do this?" Renée asked out of nowhere. I looked to her."Do what, specifically?" She gave me a serious look, though the joyful light was still there. "Take care of two babies as well as teaching me magic." She said, looking back to The two boys.
Dudley was staring at his cousin, holding his lion, as Harry was trying to blow bubbles with the bubble wand, despite not having the soap. He giggled when colorful bubbles started forming anyway, no doubt a spout of accidental magic. "I'm so worried I'll mess up some how." The teen murmured. I placed a reassuring hand on her back." It'll be fine, Renée, I promise. Besides, every new parent feels that way, magical or otherwise." She smiled. "Thanks...So when do we start lessons?" She asked. "tomorrow. Today, lets just relax." I told her.
"Ok." She said looking back to the children. I smiled. Renee had always been a maternal person, but she wasn't very mature. She had a lot of anxieties that teens her age often have, so she dealt with it by clinging to childish behavior. She wasn't the type to be serious and I knew for a fact that when faced with a serious issue, she would either break down or run away. I felt so proud of her. She was keeping her calm, in such a serious situation. I felt bad. Because soon, I would have to leave her alone. For now, though, I'll just enjoy her company.
And Here's Chapter Five! Yay