A Blended Family

Chapter Seven

That same night Henry dropped on the couch to sit. The temperature outside was already starting to fall, as fall was long started. It was hailing outside, the small ice hitting the windows. It was the only noise in the house for nearly an hour, but soon, The footsteps came. The footsteps sounded a bit angry...or really annoyed. Hank walked into the living, looking a mix of annoyed and upset. The ice hitting the window was keeping him awake, or at woken him. Hank wasn't sure, but he couldn't go back to sleep with that unwanted and unlike noise hitting the window. He also wasn't used to the house guests, so had stepped out of the bedroom like he normally did if he wanted water in the middle of the night. In his sweatpants, only. It had been a long time, since he was reminded of the scars his brother had. His stomach and chest was almost covered, they were very light, and some could blend into his skin, but Hank wasn't a very dark person, or weighted much. There wasn't much to Hank. Henry had a good foot on his twin and maybe sixty pounds, if not more. His right wrist was also scarred, but some of that Hank did to himself at a younger age. Still. It was a reminder. a reminder of why it took Hank so long to be independent, and he really needed to stop being such a jackass. Henry didn't mean it, he really didn't.

"What's wrong?" Henry already knew. The sudden noise. Even if he was much better, the little things still don't change. Hank, remembering the others in the house, hurried over to the coat rack and grabbed one of his lighter jackers to through over his shoulder and half zip it up. He ran a bit of a shaky hand through his hair. "To loud." He kind of mumbled, walking into the kitchen to be followed. "You can always turn them off for a night." Henry suggested, but Hank shook his head. "Work." Hank grabbed a glass and started to feel it with water. "Bellatrix wants Hope and David." Hank nodded. "Why...did she have kids?" Henry let out a sigh, lending an elbow on the counter behind him. "I wish I knew, Hank. Sometimes I wonder why our mother had yes. Seems Mary and Andrew were enough to make them happy." Hank took a drink of his water, before he turned around, facing Henry. "Mistake. She said so." His voice was quiet, and a bit upset. "Hank, she just said that to miss with you." Hank struggled his shoulders, turning back around and dumped the reminder of his water down the sink. "True." His voice was quiet. "The hail isn't what woke you, was it?" Henry knew he got this way after a nightmare. Rather he was grown or not. Hank knew that too, but was trying to tell himself it was the hail. "Don't...wanna talk bout it." He mumbled, getting a light hand on his shoulder. He wanted to brush it off, but needed to prove himself to his brother. "I know. How about we watch that old American show? I love Lucy. You loved it." Hank let a smile show.

Bell hurried out of the bedroom early that morning when Hank's alarm went off, and Hank wasn't there. She feared all the chances were bothering him, and in a way it was. Just not the way she thought. She walked into the living room, letting out a sigh of relief. Hank and Henry both were asleep. Hank head laid on Henry's right leg, who feel asleep soon after his brother. Neither man lasting more then the first episode. Bell walked over and turned off the tv before she eased down, putting a light hand on Hanks shoulder. "Hey." Her voice was soft and it woke Hank up easily. He wasn't sleeping the best. He was sleeping better then he would have, being with his brother, but not like he should have been. "My alarm." He half yawned. "Yeah, I turned it off already. You could have woke me." She said as he slowly sat up. "Guess...I kind...of wanted my brother...been a long time." She smiled. "I understand, I really do. You do have to get ready for work." She gave him a light kiss and he nodded.

It wasn't long before the house came alive and Henry was woken up by the boys, of the triplets, who turned on the TV. "What's this black and white show?" Half whined Kayden, upset his movie had been taken out. Henry smiled lightly. "A show your daddy and I used to watch growing up. One episode, and then you can have the tv." Kayden frown. "Mommy!" He didn't at all like that idea. Bell walked into the living room, the little girl, Hope, hiding behind her leg. "Kayden, why on earth are you being so fussy?" She was rather confused. "Uncle Henry won't let me have the tv." He half wait. "That isn't at all true. I gave him a wager, he wasn't happy about that." Henry kind of laughed and she raised an eyebrow. "That old muggle show Hank likes?" Henry nodded. "I think they'd enjoy it, at least long enough to let me finish my episode." Bellatrix looked at the tv and the time. "Sit and watch the episode with your uncle. Who knows, you might like it." She said and both boys kind of frown, but climbed up on the couch. Henry gave her a light smiled. "Thank you." She nodded, before returning to the kitchen to start breakfast. A breakfast meant for a few more people then she was used to cooking for...and was already running out of groceries. She wasn't at all looking forward to going shopping. "I'll go with you. I've been dying for some mint chocolate chip ice cream." Narcissa said, coming into the kitchen.