Chapter 9

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The first thing Harry noticed when he entered the Tomlinson’s household was the two identical little girls dressed up in over-sized pink dresses, a golden crown probably made out of plastic or something like that hanged loosely on their head. They had dark blond hair, the natural looking kind unlike Niall’s, and big blue eyes that were oddly familiar to Harry and he knew exactly why. Because when he turned on his side, he found the boy with the exact matching pair.  His attention was back on the little princesses who were arguing over something Harry didn’t quite catch, totally unimpressed by the presence of stranger.

“We both agree that I could be Cinderella today, you can’t be her twice in a row!” The slightly taller twin shouted at her sister, small fist on her hips.

“Cinderella isn’t even YOUR favorite princess; you just want to be her to make me mad.” The other girl replied, with glassy eyes and trembling legs.

“I like her just as much as you do!” Louis sighed audibly and the room fell silent as he moved from his spot next to Harry to his little sisters.

“Now, what’s the matter girls?” Louis asked as he crouched down next to the girls, picking up the crown that was about to fall from the head of the taller twin to set it back properly. Harry watched amused, Brittany’s tiny hand in his. His cousin hadn’t said a word yet but Harry wasn’t worried, he knew the little girl he sort of raised in the last couple months was a social butterfly, talking top everyone with much more ease than Harry ever had in his much longer life.

“Phoebe wants to be Cinderella today, but she was yesterday so it’s MY turn!” Louis took a deep breath.

“Why don’t you both play Cinderella today?” Louis proposed with a silly grin in for a second, he actually thought that the girls would agree with him and wouldn’t start one of their usual World War III about which one of them is the best princess.

The two girls shared a silent glance while Louis shot Harry and his cousin an apologetic look but he was back at his sisters when the shorter one that Harry had yet to know her name started shouting at Louis with her sister’s approbation.

“God Louis, you’re so stupid! There can’t be two Cinderella, she doesn’t have twin. Have you even ever watched the movie?” Harry was sure he heard Louis mutter something like ‘I wish not’ and he couldn’t contain his smirk. He looked down at Brittany who was still standing there holding his much larger hand, watching the exchange with amused eyes, probably trying to contain her laughter as well.

“Anyway girls, I brought visit and they have been standing there for already too long, why don’t you go introduce yourselves?” Louis actually hoped the presence of strangers would calm the twins a little and that they could behave like normal kids.

Harry crouched down and held out his hand, the girl smiling and throwing herself in Harry’s arms instead, hugging him tightly and Harry was surprised to say the least but returned the friendly gesture nonetheless.

“I’m Daisy by the way.” She said while pulling away. “And the girl that looks slightly alike over here is Phoebe.” She added with a cheeky grin, pointing at her sister.

“Who are you?” She asked at the younger girl with a pleasant smile. Harry couldn’t believe that was the same girl who just threw a diva fit less than minutes ago.

“I’m Brittany.” She introduced herself and Daisy was already grabbing her hand.

“You already look like a princess but you need a dress!” She exclaimed and started leading her upstairs so Louis had to shout to communicate with her before she completely disappeared somewhere else.

“Oy! Where is mom?”

“Gone! Lottie is in her room!” Harry heard the high pitch voice call back and Louis rolled his eyes before turning around to meet Harry’s eyes, alone in the messy living room.

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