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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
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter nor the characters, and I do not make any money doing this.

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Woot! Lots of reviews! Thanks so much everyone! I enjoy reading them sooo much! :)
loisa: This was my intention, I wanted all my readers to try and guess who his relatives could be. Of course, the only way I will confirm this though is through the writing of this story! :)
Staar: Thanks for your review! :) I hope Ted gets what's coming too!!!
Kat: I am having sooo much fun reading the guesses! :) My favourite part is when people do guess work. It actually brings ideas into my head, HAHA!
Jan: Weasley would be a good one, imagine all the family he would have! :o

Chapter 27: Bucket Launchers
"Watch this!" Andrew said in a whisper. He held out his play wand and pointed to the doorknob of his closed door. Remus had been helping him with words that rhymed. He thought for a second before saying, "Sixty tricky blades, give me a new shade!" A baby blue flash of light occurred, blinding him for a second.
Tweeters chirped happily, flying up to the doorknob that was now coloured baby blue.
Andrew took a bow. "Thank you so very much!"
The doorknob faded back into its previous color.
"Hey! Give it back!" He heard his daddy shout from down the hall.
Andrew very quietly opened his door in time to watch Daddy tackle Remus to the ground, who was chuckling happily. Andrew smiled sheepishly before shutting his door back up.
"Daddy's gonna smack Remus with his brush again." He whispered to Tweeters. He knew now, after nearly two months of living there, that they were only play fighting.
And they thought he was sleeping. Only he couldn't sleep. He was too excited! He would see Severus and Langston the next day, and they were going to a Wizards event called 'Bucket Launchers'! Severus even said Andrew and Langston could participate if they wanted.
"Ouch!" Daddy wailed.
Kreacher came in then. "You should be in bed." He grumbled and waved his hands. "Wretched masters." He disappeared after muttering.
Andrew knew from previous times that he probably wouldn't hear Daddy and Remus for a long time. Kreacher had magic too and he was able to take away all sound from outside his room.
He yawned. Kreacher was right. He should be a good boy and go to sleep. Andrew gestured for Tweeters to land on his arm and took her to her cage. "Night, Tweeters." He kissed her on the head and watched her hop into the cage. He covered her with only a small bit of difficulty before he climbed into his own bed to sleep.
Andrew eyed his wand closely before lifting it above him. He swished it like he had watched Daddy and Remus do with their own wands.
"Forever its been, I just want to see Mummy again." The wand vibrated but no light came out. He tucked his wand to him before going to sleep.
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"Here." Severus turned from the drink stand and handed Andrew and Langston each a cup of pumpkin juice.
The boys said thanks before they walked beside Severus, Langston holding onto Andrew's hand.
"We have a bit of a walk to the portkey." the man said as they walked along a path through an evergreen forest. "When we get to the riverside, we'll be looking for an old bottle of shampoo."
"Kay." Andrew said. He smiled at his blue tinted pumpkin juice, sipping it.
"You shouldn't have any problem finding it, hmm, Andrew?" Severus asked.
"Andrew is much better at hiding than seeking." Langston informed. "We had to look for a sock that he lost one time. We never did find it."
Andrew shook his head sadly. "Ted wasn't happy."
"Even I lose socks." Severus said to the boy. "I don't think a soul has ever managed to do laundry and never lose one in his lifetime."
"Mummy always lost socks." Andrew said quietly, missing her more and more everyday.
"Yep, she used to have to wear mismatched ones, and she hid them inside her pant legs." Langston laughed distantly.
"Interesting..." Severus said, unsure of what else to say. He knew Audrey had a habit of losing things, but neither boy knew that he was friends with Audrey. Langston just thought he was her prescriber, and the topic never came up with Andrew.
"Here we are, boys." He announced stepping out onto a rocky shore of a small, slow flowing river. The three of them went off scouting for the shampoo bottle.
A few other people they didn't know also joined in on the search.
"What in Merlin...?" Someone spoke near them. "Haven't you met any other colours?"
Andrew and Langston had separated themselves from Severus, and a blond boy around Andrew's age had approached them. His lips curling in disgust, looking at Andrew. "And you look like a mudblood." He added to Langston.
"He is not!" Andrew shrieked.
"And what, may I ask, is a mudblood?" Langston asked, looking down at the boy who was dressed in fancy green and black clothes, his hair neatly combed back. He looked like a spoiled prince from the films on the telly.
"Draco." A tall blonde man approached, accompanied by Severus came up to the boy. He set a hand onto the boy's shoulder. Not a mark could be seen on his white elegant robes. Even after a two mile walk through the dirty forest. "Remember your manners, son." The man said silkily.
Draco sneered. "I am Draco Malfoy." The boy introduced himself.
"And I am his father- Lucius Malfoy." He said to the boys, eyes flickering back from one to the other, finally resting onto Langston.
"Um... Nice to meet you, sir." Langston forced a smile.
"The grape vine has mentioned a new Heir to the Black." Lucius glanced at Andrew. "But, you..." Mr. Malfoy focused back onto Langston. "I have heard a bit about you. Gossip is flying around in the Ministry."
Severus cleared his throat. "Lucius, are you and little Draco going to attend the Bucket Launchers?"
"Sure are!" Draco exclaimed. "Father got me the best one to ride in! It always wins."
"Skill and agility have somewhat to do with it, Draco." His father told him, as if reminding him. "Perhaps we could get a booth together, Severus." Lucius suggested. "I hear Vincent will be there. With his own son."
"Thank you, Lucius, but I don't think either of them are ready to meet our acquaintances. I am interested in raising their IQs, not lowering them."
Lucius smiled. "Fair excuse, my friend. Good day then." He smoothly walked off, his son hurrying behind him.
"You're not really friends with him, are you?" Langston asked Severus, unable to keep from shuddering.
"Friends...? No." Severus went back to searching. "We were sorted into the same house. He was a prefect when I started Hogwarts, and helped me fit a bit better into the house I was sorted in, but I found him to be too pompous to want to be friends with. Actually, many of my house mates were that way."
"You don't have a lot of friends, do you?" Langston asked.
"Why would you assume that?"
"Why else would you take the time out of your life for two boys who are of no relation to you?"
"Cause we're Severus' friends." Andrew answered firmly.
Severus chuckled. "Exactly. Isn't that a good enough answer?"
"Muggles would find it creepy." Langston said. "They would think you were trying to kidnap us or something."
"Wizards can't really do that. Not easily anyway." Severus said, spotting the shampoo bottle then. "Magical kids have a radar."
He sent out an alert to the other wizards who were looking for the portkey and then explained to the boys how it works.
Twenty minutes later the small crowd was teleported to a rocky cliff. The more advanced port key users landing softly on their feet; everyone else was knocked to the ground.
"That's no fun." Langston grunted, brushing off the debris of nature from his clothing after helping Andrew up.
"No." Andrew agreed, rubbing a sore knee.
The edge of the cliff had a very tall magical red fence to prevent anyone from falling from it. Every so feet was an opening that had a 'bucket' that looked like something from a funfair ride. They gently hovered in mid air. Next to each bucket was a small case of stairs that led up into an enclosed sitting area with benches that looked over the cliff.
A short, plump man greeted people as people were portkeying in. He wore a red shirt with white text that flashed 'Director' and asked for their tickets, to which he punched three holes in and handed them back.
"Would you like to watch a few launches before participating?" Severus asked the boys. They nodded, taking in the scene, stumbling behind Severus as he lead them to one of the sitting areas.
Since they were sitting out this turn, Severus offered their empty bucket to a boy who looked around eight years old and a man that was assumed to be his father.
"Thanks so much, Mister!" The boy said excitedly, pulling his father to the bucket.
"What are we suppose to do?" Langston asked. "It's looks sort of dangerous." The sky was outlined in yellow with magical marking what looked to be a some sort of track- like a race car track. A hundred feet away (or so), the markers took a nose dive into an ocean of water. The marker could be seen clearly in the blue sea. Several hundred feet out, the line came straight out of the water, streaking back toward the spectators, and ended at a large blue circle.
Severus explained that it was a racing game to the circle. You had to stay with in the yellow marking, or you would be disqualified. At the same time, you had to avoid the attacks of the other racers, and also had the ability to set off your own attacks. It was similar to the 'dodgem' games, and most people would try crashing you out of the yellow marking, being the most fun part of the race.
"It goes into the water though." Langston noted. "How do you breath?"
"Watch and you'll see." Severus pointed to their bucket. It was enough to fit four people. Two for the ride, and two for controlling.
"There are two wheels in there up front. The person on the right, he steers the car around. He's supposed to watch out for attacks and dodge them. There is also a switch that he can flip where an attack is made. It's a random attack though, and you don't get to choose, that's based on luck. Each bucket has a favoured attack though, which will usually come up more often than others. So that helps."
"And what does the other man do?" Andrew asked.
"He turns the wheel around and around as fast as he can for power. It makes the bucket go faster and the attack much more powerful."
"What's our bucket's favoured attack?" Langston leaned forward to look at the Draco boy who sat next to his dad two buckets down. He had his hands on the wheel that would steer, his fingers tapping excitedly. A smug grin on his face, likely from the thought of him having the best bucket.
"Ours likes to turn around other buckets, making them go a different direction." Severus smirked. "Especially the one that Draco is in."
"And what is Draco's bucket's favourite attack?"
"It slows down the other racers, while also making the power wheel of his easier to turn."
"If you were going to be holding a team race, you would definitely want his bucket and our bucket then." Langston thought aloud.
"Sure, but it's not allowed, those two buckets- if having a team race, must be on separate sides."
The boys learned that there were over fifteen buckets total, but twenty different 'attacks'. One could blind all opposing racers for up to six seconds. One made the power wheel jam up on other racers, making it harder to turn. There was even one that tipped the nearest racer upside down!
"It's very interesting." Langston said, anxious for the race to start. "I'd like to see how this works out."
"Let's cheer for that kid in our bucket!" Andrew squirmed with excitement.
"Can our racers please ready themselves? The event will start in five minutes." A male's voice announced loudly.
"Five minutes?!" Andrew gasped. "That's forever!"
Langston and Severus chuckled at the impatient boy.

AN: This chapter would have been 4,000 words if I continued writing it. To make an update happen quicker, I decided to stop here. Don't hate me too much!
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