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When There Is No War	By : lexiatel Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6320 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Jan: I do love a thickening plot :)

Chapter 14: The Repercussions of Dynamite
He sat in a large box in the loft of Ted's tool shed. He didn't know how he had gotten here, only that he had needed a fast hiding spot. He had ran outside before Ted would notice he broke the ketchup bottle, making the biggest mess he could ever remember doing. Ted wouldn't only be mad about the mess, but also because he had touched the ketchup bottle. He was only trying to put it back away, since Langston had left it out, but Andrew knew Ted would think he was trying to use the ketchup on his food. Andrew wasn't allow to have ketchup.
He was only trying to keep Langston from getting hurt.
Andrew could hear Ted yelling out his name from inside the house, in a complete fury about the mess. If Ted found him, he would hit him like he did Langston when Langston would forget to take out the trash.
"Where are you, Andrew?! You're in big trouble!"
Andrew heard the shed door creak open, but he knew by the sound of the footsteps that it wasn't Ted.
"If he finds out that you're in here, he's going to flip." He said, somehow knowing Andrew was in there.
"Don't tell..." Andrew pleaded from his hiding place.
"I swear it." Langston promised. "I'll come and get you when he's asleep. Just stay in here. I am going to tell Dad that I didn't see you." He said. "Which wouldn't be lying."
"Kay."
The door shut, and Andrew listened for what seemed like hours as Ted searched the house for him, yelling the whole while.
Andrew had been a bad boy. He should not had touched that ketchup bottle.
* / *
Even though they said he wouldn't get in trouble, He was scared. Especially after Daddy had attacked that man with the scar. Severus was hurt like Langston was, and Andrew felt sad for him. Now he was scared that his Daddy would hurt Severus too.
Andrew cried for his Mummy. Harry started crying too, and everyone was yelling. Even Remus who never yelled.
"Sirius! Bloody hell, stop it!" Andrew could feel the vibration of his voice against the side of his head as he wailed in Remus' arms. One of Remus' hands was rubbing his back in circles trying to calm him down. But he was too scared to stop crying.
"Damn you, Padfoot!" James grunted as he and Lily pulled Daddy off Severus who appeared very calm. Almost like he was sleep walking.
"Sirius!" Harry's mummy shrieked. "He didn't do anything to Andrew!"
"He wasn't crying before he went in there!" Daddy shouted, breathing hard as he struggled to break free from James who had him in a head lock.
"I'm going to go." Severus announced. Barely anyone could hear him as he stalked down to the ground floor.
"Wait! Sev!"
"Lily!" James called after her, still struggling with Daddy.
"Sirius!" Remus hissed. "When will you learn?"
"Let me go, Prongs!" Sirius demanded and James did so.
Harry ran to his father, who scooped him up. "What happened to Andrew?" His lip quivered, his eyes puffy from crying. "What did Uncle Severus do?" James took Harry into his room to talk to him.
"Give me my son, Remus!" Sirius barked, grabbing at Andrew.
"No!" Andrew wailed, tightening his grip on Remus shirt. "I want Mummy!"
"Daddy is here, son." Sirius said, suddenly softening as he addressed Andrew.
"I want my mummy!" Andrew said firmly.
"Now is not the time, Sirius." Remus stated. "You've let your emotions over run you again. Andrew is absolutely terrified of you."
"He was terrified before!" Daddy said. "I didn't do anything!"
"He's scared of you right now, and you don't even know why, do you?" Remus asked.
"Well..." Daddy was speechless.
"You just attacked the one person Andrew can even relate to." Remus explained. "Who, mind you, didn't even strike first. Tell me, Sirius, how do you think that looks to a child who had to witness the beating of another kid and then fear every moment of his young life that he may actually get that same treatment?"
"I..."
"That's right. You don't think before you act." Remus answered for him. "I am going to take Andrew home and hopefully I can calm him down. You, my love, need to think very hard. You will also apologize to Severus- before coming back home."
"But it's my house, Paddy." Daddy was dumbfounded as Remus walked away with Andrew in his arms, speaking soothing words to him.
"You heard me."
Once they were home, Remus made Andrew a cup of warm milk, knowing it had positive effects on settling children down.
Kreacher sat across the table watching the boy. "So we have a night free of Master Sirius?"
"How would you know that for certain?"
"Kreacher will be long dead before the master apologizes to Mr. Snape."
Remus chuckled. "It all depends on how desperate he becomes. Is his pride worth more to him than his family?"
"Ask Kreacher's mistress that, Master Remus." The house elf grumbled before exiting the kitchen.
Remus took a seat next to Andrew who quietly sipped his drink. He hadn't said anything after he had left Harry's. He was wondering if Daddy had hurt Severus.
"Andrew," Remus started gently. "Do you want to talk?"
The boy shook his head. He stuck his finger in the milk and twirled it. Last time he talked, everyone went crazy.
"Do you want me to hold you?" Remus extended his arms out and Andrew made no hesitation to lean over to Remus who pulled him into his lap. Andrew snuggled against Remus, and he was ready to go to sleep.
Maybe when he felt better, he would ask if he could see Severus to make sure he was alright.
* / *
Andrew woke up from a nightmare, whimpering in fear. His heart thumped loudly against his chest. In his nightmare, Ted had managed to find him in the shed and he had hit Andrew with a wooden cane.
Andrew got out of bed. He wanted to see Daddy because Mummy wasn't here. He then realized his pajama bottoms were wet. He felt his bottom and discovered he had wet the bed. Andrew gasped. Daddy can't know! He'll be in trouble!
Tweeters lightly tweeted from her cage behind the blanket that helped her sleep. Andrew lifted the bottom of the blanket to look at her. Tweeters was standing on her perch, looking very tired. "Go back to sleep, Tweeters." He told her softly.
Using the blue lights that Remus had cast with his magical wand to see, Andrew went to his chest of drawers for a new pair of pajamas. After changing, he stripped his bed with difficulty and piled the soiled materials in a corner of the room. He didn't have any new sheets or blankets though.
Kreacher came in then. "Young Andrew, what has happened?" The house elf asked.
Andrew sniffed in embarrassment and dread. "Don't tell my Daddy!" He whispered.
"Tell the master what?"
"I woke up... and my bottom was wet..."
"Just a mere accident, Young Andrew." Kreacher pointed to Andrew's bed and a second later, it was made again, with the identical blankets and all, as if nothing had happened.
Andrew smiled with relief.
"Is that better, young Andrew?"
Andrew nodded. "Thank you."
"It is no problem." Kreacher bowed before taking the dirty materials away.
Andrew still wanted his Daddy. He went down the hall toward his room and peeked through the small gap of the opened door. There were no lights in this room like there were in his own, so he couldn't see very much.
"Daddy?" The boy called softly. When he heard no answer, he pushed the door open just enough to slip inside. Andrew tiptoed to the bed and called for his Daddy again.
There was still no reply and he found out why; the bed was empty.
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