Parenting
It’s now been a few years since the night harry was taken from his aunt and uncle’s ‘lovely’ home. Harry is now 4, and has learned how to speak, even if that’s only a little. Mrs and Mr Dursley, as they were questioned when the child was missing from the home. The Dursley’s, unknowingly, were obliviated, as Regulus knew they would tell everyone about him taking Harry, and, as he was pronounced dead years back, it wouldn’t be normal for a supposed dead man to return from the dead. (Unless you were a certain nose-less bald man.) The Dursley’s have been made to only remember a man taking Harry while they were at the park with their son, Dudley (who I definitely remembered.)
Regulus has also heard that Dumbledore has sent out people from the Order of the Phoenix from a little birdy in the ministry, to help find Harry, as the old hag couldn’t find him amongst the Dursley’s ‘perfect home’. And, of course, after a few months, the once boy who lived was pronounced dead by the Order of Phoenix, leaving them in a hot mess.
Harry and Regulus had since lived in a Black safe house off the side of France, in a small town of wizards and muggles. The house was cozy, despite its Black family air to it, Regulus thought it be best to raise harry there, (also, Regulus isn’t going to adopt harry in anyway, as that would make Harry and Draco related, just think of Regulus as a parental figure. To be honest I’m just winging this, idk what I’m doing, just go along with it.)
Harry was currently in the sitting room’s floor, playing with his toy blocks. Regulus, however, was in the study, which was the room attached to the sitting room, leaving Regulus with a clear view of the 4-year-old who was already showing signs of his late father’s poor eyesight. In which gave Regulus more of a reason to suspect that Harry was going to grow into a spitting image of his father, James, except his eyes, that, instead of hazel, were a vibrant green, giving Regulus a reminder of Harry’s mother, Lilly. Even when Regulus could see Harry, when he was in a different room, Kreacher, the Black’s family house elf, would be with the small boy. Kreacher despite his denial, was going attached to the small boy, as he would make Harry’s favourite foods and sweets whenever he wasn’t watching the boy.
Regulus was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard Harry call out “blocks” in his cute toddler voice. Regulus called back out to Harry, “Blocks?” he questioned. The toddler replied, “Blocks!”
Kreacher’s voice spoke up next, “Master Regulus should come see this...”
Regulus, now slightly confused, got up from his desk and walked out of the study and into the sitting room to find Harry playing with his blocks, this was a common sighting, only, Harry was pointing at a floating block, that was slowly falling into Harry’s hand.
Regulus, still very confused, sat down next to harry, who was now holding the once floating block. Regulus sat with Harry for a moment before questioning the small child, “Harry?” the small child looked up at regulus. “Did you make the block float?” Harry looked up at him for a moment. Regulus was about to dumb it down, but Harry replied. “Me make block float.” Regulus stared at Harry for a moment, before speaking again, his voice slightly softer. “Can you show me, Harry?” he looked down at the toddler looking up at him with those lively green eyes.
Harry looked back at his blocks. His eyes were concentrated on the blocks in his hands. In a few moments, the blocks started to rise from Harry’s hands. At first only one of the blocks floated up, but in the next moment, all the blocks flew up into the air, Harry laughing ang giggling.
Regulus looked at the blocks with amazement, then he looked down at the giggling Harry, Regulus was smiling as he looked down at the small boy. He’s truly amazing Regulus thought to himself.
He looked back up at the blocks, Harry was now beginning to make little buildings and sculptures with the blocks, in which were still floating in the air. Kreacher, who was standing off to the side, looked up at the blocks and down at harry in seemingly what awe
As the day continued, Regulus had to stop harry from using the newly acquired wandless magic, as Harry so far had tried to make a vase float up in the air, and Harry, the clumsy, blind, 4-year-old he is, would break it. Which he managed to do when Regulus looked away for literally a second. The 4-year-old, according to Regulus, was smiling evilly after the fact.
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Harry and Regulus were in the study, Harry drawing on the floor in-front of Regulus’ desk. Harry looked up from his drawings, he had drawn a hippogriff, as Regulus had read him a bedtime story about one last night. Harry stood up, carrying his masterpiece to show to Regulus. Harry walked, or toddler waddled over to Regulus’ desk, peeking his head over the top of the desk, having to use his arms to lift himself up a little. Harry found a sleeping Regulus on his desk. Harry tilted his head as he looked at the sleeping Regulus. Using most of his effort, Harry reached over and pat regulus’ head, “night-night.” Harry placed his drawing on Regulus’ desk and waddled out of the study. Harry then snuck into the kitchen, peeking out from behind the counter, he saw Kreacher stirring tonight’s soup, Kreacher hopped down from the step ladder he was using and walked to the where the seasonings were. Harry, seeing as Kreacher was gone he decided he wanted to try to practice his newly found skill and slowly lifted up the pot of soup. he wanted a taste. Just then a yawning Regulus walked into the kitchen. His rather loud and sleepy entrance made Harry lose his concentration and made him drop the soup pot. Kreacher rushed in, looked at the mess on the floor, he then looked at Harry and Regulus. Regulus stood, staring at the mess on the floor and his hair messy from sleep. Harry, However, stood there guilty. Ah well, he never liked soup anyway.
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At dinner, both Regulus and Harry were at the dinner table. Harry was eating dino nuggets and wedges, as Harry’s previous love for steak had turned to distain, much has the prior love for different foods Regulus and Kreacher had tried to feed the young boy. Luckily enough, Harry did like some decent foods. Much to Kreacher’s and Regulus’ delight. The foods weren’t pure vegies, but mostly foods with protein, the foods were, also, mostly meats and a few other foods.
As Harry and Regulus ate, Kreacher was cleaning up the kitchen, as Harry had tried to use his new skill to float up what would’ve been tonight’s soup.