A Blended Family

Chapter Eleven

Hank was the one who opened the door just a few hours later, Hermione and Ron both stood in their school robes and he cocked his head slightly. After a moments though. "Harry. Draco. Friends." Hermione thought it was odd, the way he was talking but she just smiled. "Yes. Are they here?" Hermione asked and both got pulled a little roughly into the house. Hank locked the door behind them and walked to the bottom of the stairs. "Harry!" He just called for and pointed to the couch. Hermione pulled Ron over to the couch and the pair had a sit. Little Faith, who was sitting up on the coffee table with her goo, frowned. Great. More people. She whined and hurried off the table and her two left feet caused her to trip. They didn't even say a word, but her anxiety was frightening her. She sit up on her knees and just started to cry. Ron looked at Hermione, very confused on what the hell just happened with the kid.
The cry brought Bellatrix, down the stairs. Faith wanted away form them, so she didn't fight her mama when she picked her up. Faith just buried her head into her mommy's neck and sobbed. Not a word was said as Bellatrix walked back up the stairs.

Harry came down the stairs just a moment later, holding the sweaty newborn. He was sucking on a pacifier and down to his diaper. "Mate, what the hell was up the the kid?" Ron just blurted out, getting an elbow in the said. "Autism." Harry replied easing the boy down into Hermione's arms who smiled at the baby boy. "Are all their children-" Harry cut her off. "No. Neither one of the boys and one of the girls. I forgot which one. The twin girls look so much alike. Faith's just worst and Hank is too. Just a lot more functional." Harry replied, sitting down on the coffee table, facing them. "I've hard about autism, but haven't really been able to study it." Hermione said. "We're welcome to hang around. Just I wouldn't try with Faith. She's definitely difficult." Harry said. "How...did you came to be here?" Hermione asked. "The day the baby was born, A drunken dumbass hit the school bus. little Faith came running into the hospital room to get away fine the nurses. Henry was able to open her up a little. We just ended up staying here. Bellatrix needs help keeping his abusive mother off him." Harry said and she let out a sigh. "Why would somebody he hurting him? Is it really because he's different?" She asked. "I haven't the foggiest idea, Mine. Narcissa isn't in a hurry to leave and neither is Hank." Harry said and Hermione smiled down at the little boy, who hand was going everywhere. Trying to get some attention. "Draco doing okay?" She asked. "He is, just didn't want to come downstairs." Harry pointed out before he spotted little Faith.
She was standing in Hanks jacket, that was zipped up and the hood blocking her eyes. The jacket was nearly down to her ankles, and that didn't make sense. Hank was a small man, the jacket would have been to big on the man. Harry get up off the table and she slowly climbed back up on it, and dug her hands back into the goo.

"Mama! She took the jacket!" Serenity whined at the bottom of the stairs. The other girl with autism, just much more functional. "Your daddy as others, Serenity." Bellatrix could be heard, but seen come down the stairs with one of her boys up on her hip. The six year old old wasn't feeling well. "Mommy!" She whined. "Find another one. Your daddy got plenty." She said and the five year old whined a little, but hurried back up the stairs. "Now what's the matter with little man?" Harry asked. "Not sure. The neighbor should be home soon." She said and Harry walked over, putting a hand on the boys head. "He doesn't feel very warm. What's the matter, little man?" Harry asked, ruffling his hair lightly. "Tummy ache." He whined. "Try some creakers and some Sprite, his tummy should feel better soon. He doesn't have a temperature, I wouldn't worry about bothering your neighbor." Harry said, before she went into the kitchen.

"Did you grab the things Draco needed?" Harry asked, getting handed a glob of the goo. "I did, yes." Hermione replied. "You'll find him upstairs, Mione." Harry smiled lightly, before he turned his head to Faith. "What am I suppose to do with the goo? Harry asked. "Hold." She said, moving the goo around until she found a good spot before taking the goo form Harry's hand, who then turned his attention back to Ron. "I realize this isn't what you expected, but it's just what we have to do...Narcissa isn't safe and I really don't feel Draco is either." Harry said. "Hermione...told me. Do you know why she never told anybody?" Ron asked. "I don't...think she felt she could. She claims it's because she didn't have proof." Harry said. "Did she try and tell somebody, then?" Ron asked and he shrugged her shoulders. "I'm not sure... She's got some scars though and I know potions have little effect on the woman. She doesn't really like the use of magic if he can be not used...I mean, she charmed this apartment, but only because she wanted her sister and Hank wanted his brother." Harry pointed out, before turning his head to Faith, who let out a huff. "What's the matter?" Harry asked and she let out another huff before she knocked the goo off the table. "Faith, your suppose to keep that on the table! It's new impossible to get out of the carpet." Bellatrix half whine and half sighed before Faith wiggled off the table, and whined going up the stairs and Bellatrix let out a sigh.