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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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A/N:
Shout out to, Jan, thanks so much for reading and reviewing, here's Chapter 5!
Disclaimer: The Smurfs belong to Peyo, I do not make any profit for its mention.

Chapter 5: Let There Be Bacon
"Andrew." A voice whispered. "Andrew wake up!" He felt a finger poke into his ribcage.
Andrew squinted his eyes open to see a red headed woman dressed in odd looking clothing. She wore a dress like a princess would from the telly. It was green with frilly pink lace, she also wore a purple hat.
"Hello, you deep sleeper." The woman brushed his black hair from his eyes.
"Mummy?" He asked, looking around for her familiar face.
The woman frowned. "Sorry, Andrew, Mummy is not here right now."
Andrew felt like crying, but Mummy told had him to be brave, and so he sadly nodded instead, getting up from his bed.
"I'll take you to her though, okay?"
That brought a smile on his face. "'Kay!" He replied.
"Let's get you ready then." The woman said, handing him a change of clothing.
"Where's Ted?" The boy asked in a whisper, his eyes froze to the closed door of his bedroom.
"Sleeping, but don't you worry about him. You'll never have to see him again."
Andrew wasn't sure if he could believe her. "Do you swear it?"
"I promise, but we must hurry." She helped him get his night shirt off and put a daytime one on.
"It's still dark out." Andrew noted with a yawn.
The woman didn't respond to that. She continued helping him with his clothing.
She wrapped him in a blanket since the early mornings were pretty chilly in the Spring, and carried him quietly out to her car. He fell asleep along the way to their destination, but when he woke up, he saw his Mummy's happy face, who smiled at him from the other side of the window.
Andrew hurriedly opened the car door to hug her.
"Hello, my baby!" She squeezed him as tightly as she could.
"I miss you, Mummy!" He sniffled against her her chest.
"This can't go on, Audrey." The woman said sternly behind Andrew. "Ted is going to end up hurting him sooner or later. Maybe even..." the woman paused. "Well, you can pretty much guess it. And the child is positively frightened of him."
Audrey nodded. "I have just one other choice then."
"And that is?"
"His father. Sirius Black."
"Black...? The name sounds very familiar..." the woman trailed off. "Wait, aren't they muggleborn bashers?"
"Yes, but Sirius is much different."
"And what about your own family?"
Audrey sighed. "I can't have Andrew growing up thinking like they do. It is a very harsh environment to live in. It was one of the reasons I wanted to live like a muggle and raise Andrew as one too, but... things change."
"I am truly sorry, Audrey." The woman said softly.
"It's just good you've been around keeping an eye on him. I can't thank you enough."
"Anything for my best friend."
"You'll need to take him to the Ministry of Magic. Ask for Headmaster Dumbledore. Explain everything to him; he'll know what to do."
"Okay." The woman then reached for Andrew's hand.
"And Daisy... tell the Headmaster to keep this all to himself. I don't think it would be wise to tell Sirius just yet."
"I understand."
"Six months, and I'll come back and get Andrew."
"Mummy?"
"Yes, baby?"
"I won't see you for six months?"
His mother shook her head. "But Mummy loves you, alright? Don't forget it, okay?" She kissed her son's forehead.
"And Tweeters will be there with you." The woman assured Andrew. "We'll make sure of it."
The boy nodded sadly.
"You're going to live with your daddy for a bit, he'll take good care of you." Audrey informed him.
* / *

Andrew watched his dad and Remus as he lay in bed. They were talking about this thing called lumos. Andrew was slightly confused. He had never heard of that word before.
"He needs a night light." Remus said firmly.
Is that what lumos was? A night light?
"I don't think so." Sirius said just as firm. "I never needed one when I was little." He crossed his arms, stubbornly.
Daddy was right, he didn't need a night light. He wasn't scared of the dark. There were much more frightening things out there.
"Padfoot," Remus stated gently. "this house is new to him, he might get lost in the dark."
Sirius sighed at the truth. "Fine then, Moony, you win." And with that, Daddy raised his magical wand and a dozen tiny orange lights appeared right in the middle of the room, then they all flew off in separate directions. Andrew's eyes widened with excitement. They reminded him of fairy lights during the Christmas holiday.
Remus flicked his wand and the lights turned blue. Andrew liked that even better!
"He likes blue, remember?"
Sirius grunted. "How could I forget that I have a Smurf for a son?"
"You can't deny that happy face though, Paddy." Remus gestured to a smiling Andrew.
"I suppose you're right." He watched his son's big eyes shift around the room, enjoying the light show. "Alright, Andrew, are you tired? You've had a long day, son."
Andrew nodded. He wasn't used to talking. Ted would yell at him for it. Ted didn't like Andrew talking to him, he didn't like Andrew at all really. He called Andrew bad names a lot. Andrew was afraid Sirius and Remus would too. He had been expecting them to yell at him all day, but neither had done so. Andrew was grateful for that. He was a good boy, and because of that, they were nice to him.
His daddy had been frightening at first, but now he wasn't so bad, and he had even hugged Andrew. Ted never did that. And Daddy's friend, Remus was even nicer. Remus always smiled at him. Ted never smiled at Andrew either. Ted wasn't very nice. But that lady said he would never have to see Ted again. And Andrew hoped what she said was true, because Ted scared him.
"Good night, little man." Remus gave Andrew's hand a squeeze.
"Yes, good night, Andrew." Sirius said, hugging him the second time that day. "If you need anything, we'll be just two doors down. Follow the red lights. Do you know what the color red is?"
Andrew knew all sorts of colors. Blue, yellow, pink, orange, red, purple and many more, but he was still afraid he would get in trouble for speaking, so he nodded instead.
They left then, and the over head light turned out after Remus had said "Nox." Andrew wrinkled his forehead with confusion. They said weird things here.
The blue dots of lights bordered around his room so he could see. He liked this a lot. He liked magic. Andrew wished he could do magic. Maybe he'll see if he could use one of those magical wands that Daddy and Remus had. He needed to get one of those so he could make a wish. He wanted to see Mummy again, and six months was way too long to wait.
Andrew sadly closed his eyes to picture her. She had long blond hair and brown eyes. She was really small, much smaller than Daddy and Remus. Smaller than Harry's mother even.
Harry was a nice boy, and he said that they could be friends. Harry also told him he could meet his other friends, Ronnie, Ginny, and Neville. Harry had a lot of friends. And until today, Andrew never had any friends.
If Mummy could come here, Andrew would never leave this place. If Mummy were here, this would be the best place ever.
* / *
When Andrew woke up the next morning, he could smell bacon. Andrew loved bacon. Ted would never let him have good food because Andrew was a bad boy. Ted got all the good food and gave Andrew the nasty food, like Oatmeal with no sugar. Liver with onions, and stale bread.
Andrew got up to frantically search for the bathroom after forgetting where it was.
"Does young Andrew need something?" Kreacher asked, after noticing his wiggling.
"Where's the pot?"
"The loo?"
Andrew nodded.
Kreacher pointed three doors up.
"Thanks!" The boy said breathlessly.
"It is my pleasure, young Andrew." Andrew didn't notice the house elf had bowed to him, he was too concerned about wetting his pants.
When he was finished, Andrew made his way down to the kitchen where Remus was cooking at the stove.
"Hey, there, Andrew." He said with a smile. "Breakfast is nearly ready, have a seat."
Kreacher came in shortly after and offered to help Remus, but Remus shooed him off.
Kreacher sat next to Andrew, pouring a glass of juice and setting it down next to the boy. "For you, young Andrew."
"Kreacher, please make sure that is not grape. Andrew will get very sick."
"It is pumpkin juice, Master Remus."
Andrew sniffed the cup. Pumpkin juice? He wrinkled his nose. Who drank juice from a pumpkin?
"What is wrong, young Andrew?"
Andrew glanced at Remus, afraid to say anything. If Remus was like Ted, he would get mad at him. Ted didn't like when Andrew complained about what food was being served. Andrew didn't want Remus mad at him. In an effort to be a good boy, Andrew sipped his cup of pumpkin juice. After his first intial taste, he realized that he liked pumpkin juice a lot and he finished the whole cup before Remus was finished cooking.
"Paddy, breakfast!"
Andrew jumped at the sudden sound.
"Okay!"
Andrew relaxed. They weren't mad at him. Good.
Andrew watched in delight as a stack of plates floated toward the table and set themselves. This was so exciting! He admired Remus who waved his magical wand without a word or seemingly without a thought and food appeared right on the plate in front of Andrew.
The boy gaped at the plate. There must be a mistake! There were eggs, and bacon! There was half a waffle with maple syrup, and a small bowl of fruit.
There was no sticky, yucky oatmeal.
"What's wrong, little man?" Remus asked alarmingly.
"Bacon..." Andrew finally spoke for the first time to him, his eyes on the food before him.
"Would you like more than what's there?"
Andrew eyed Remus closely. Was he tricking him? Teasing?
"Andrew?" Remus asked gently.
Andrew shook his head.
"Are you going to eat?"
"Bacon..." the boy repeated.
"He's finally speaking!" Sirius exclaimed upon entering the kitchen. "I was beginning to think you were practicing at becoming a mute, son." He ruffled Andrew's head playfully.
"He's still fairly quiet, Padfoot." Remus eyed Andrew with concern. Andrew still hadn't touched his food. His hands rested on either side of the plate, just an inch from the cutlery. They twitched with what Remus guessed was anticipation.
"What's wrong, Andrew?" Sirius asked, realizing the strange behavior. "Why aren't you eating?"
"Bacon..."
Remus raised his eyebrows. "Andrew, don't you eat bacon?"
The boy shook his head.
Sirius snorted. "Is he Jewish?"
"Audrey would have mentioned that, wouldn't you think?"
"I suppose so." Sirius agreed, eating his own bacon. "Andrew, eat your food. If you don't like the bacon, you don't have to eat it."
"I..." Andrew looked at his father very seriously. "...can eat it?"
"The bacon?" Sirius asked confusingly.
Andrew nodded, shifting his eyes back to his plate of food.
"Of course you can, Andrew!" He scoffed. "Anything you want, just ask, alright?"
Andrew couldn't believe what he had just heard. He cautiously took a bite, watching both Remus and his father, waiting for them to shout hateful words at him. But neither did. Both spoke to each other and glanced at him every so often, smiling the whole time.
He actually got to eat bacon! They let him eat it and they didn't even scold him for it. And he enjoyed it very much!
Andrew grinned wider than he had done in a while. He was happy. Sirius and Remus were very nice people.
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