Little Fierce One

Aiden Short

Lupin Cabin

Tech Discovery

Little Fierce One

Lorcan sat peacefully in the middle of his room, building a replica of Hogwarts out of toy blocks. He was quite fascinated with the place. He'd heard many magical stories about it from his parents, and he dreamed of the day he could have his own adventure there. Granted, the day his Hogwarts letter would arrive was a long ways away, he was content to wait. Lorcan hummed the tune of "The Itsy Bitsy Spider", a song his mummy had taught him, quietly to himself as he continued the construction of his masterpiece. Little did he know, his twin brother Lysander was sneaking up behind him, quiet as the night.

"Boo!" Lysander shouted suddenly, jumping on Lorcan playfully causing them to fall forward and knock over Lorcan's block tower.

When Lorcan saw that his masterpiece had been destroyed, his eyes filled with tears. He had worked so hard on it and was so excited to show it to his mummy, and now it was ruined! Lorcan turned his anger and frustration on Lysander and hit him on the head as hard as he could. Lysander, who had just been trying to have a bit of fun with his brother, burst out crying. He didn't understand what he'd done wrong, and thought his brother must not love him anymore. He rubbed his sore head and tried to wipe away the big crocodile tears that kept falling from his eyes as he howled mournfully. Lorcan almost felt sorry for him, but tried not to. It was his fault the Hogwarts block tower was ruined, and Lorcan was still very upset about it.

"What's going on in hear?" a sweet, melodious voice asked suddenly?

Luna was a lovely woman. She had long, wavy dirty-blonde hair that came down to her mid-back, curious silver eyes, and glowing pale skin that resembled her namesake, the moon. She was a bit quirky in the fact that she kept her wand tucked behind her ear for safekeeping and wore radish earrings and a necklace made of butter bear bottle caps. Lorcan thought she was the prettiest lady in the whole entire world. As she stepped into the room with a certain grace about her, he ran to her as fast as his short little five-year-old legs could carry him and hugged her tightly around her knees.

"Mummy!" he cheered. She could help him with his problem. Before he could say anything though, Luna looked across the room to Lysander, who was still wailing loudly.

"What's wrong Lysander?" she asked in him in her pretty, sing-songy voice.

"Lorcan hit me!" Lysander sniffed sadly, still rubbing the spot on his head where Lorcan wacked him.

Luna looked down at Lorcan sternly. "Lorcan, we don't hit people."

"But-"

"No buts," Luna scolded. "I think you need to sit in time-out."

Lorcan could scarcely believe his ears. This wasn't fair at all! He huffed and stomped off to the designated time-out area. It was on the bottom step of the cellar stairs, where it was quiet and away from distractions.

Frustration plagued Lorcan as he sat on the bottom step. He was always getting in trouble for hurting someone or breaking something. It wasn't as if he tried to, he just couldn't control his temper. He really wanted to be good, he hated disappointing his parents, he just didn't know how.

After a few minutes, Lorcan heard someone walk down the steps and sit next to him. He turned to see his mummy looking at him with a curious smile on her face.

"Why did you hit Lysander?" She asked gently.

"Because he scared me and made me knock over my blocks," Lorcan took a shaky breath as tears began to fill his eyes. "I was trying to build the Hogwarts castle for you and I was almost done and he wrecked it."

"Oh baby," Luna sighed as Lorcan's tears began to fall. She pulled him onto her lad for a warm hug. "I'm sure he didn't mean to. You shouldn't have hit him; he thinks you don't love him anymore."

Lorcan looked up in surprise. "I do love him! I just, I was so mad! I wish I didn't hurt him."

Luna looked at her son thoughtfully. "You know what I do when I get mad?"

Lorcan shook his head, eyes wide. He didn't know his mummy could get mad. She was always so calm and level-headed, not at all like him and his fiery temper.

"When I get mad, I take a deep breath and count to five. Then I don't feel so crazy and I can resolve my problems without doing something I regret later." Luna smiled. She tightened her arms around Lorcan and gave him an affectionate kiss on the top of his head. "You should go apologize to Lysander and tell him how you feel, I'm sure he'll understand. Now run along my little fierce one."

Lorcan nodded obediently and clambered off his mummy's lap and up the stairs to find his brother. He found him in their room, curled up on his bed, back to the door, sniffing periodically.

"Lysander?" Lorcan asked tentatively. Lysander turned to face him but remained silent. A few tears were still rolling down his chubby five-year-old cheeks and Lorcan felt very bad that he made his brother so distraught.

"Lysander I'm very sorry I hit you," Lorcan said nervously, hiding his hands behind his back and watching the ground as he kicked it with his left foot. "I do still love you, you know. I was just mad and I'm sorry."

Lysander wiped away his remaining tears. "You mean it?" he asked uncertainly.

"Yeah, I love you."

"I love you too."

Lorcan ran over to the bed and hugged his brother tightly, Lysander hugging back just as tight. After a moment they pulled away from each other and just sat on the bed together, giggling happily.

Suddenly Lysander asked, "Why were you mad?"

Lorcan blushed in embarrassment. In retrospect, the whole thing had been rather trifle. "When you scared me, you made me knock over my block tower. I was trying to build the Hogwarts castle for Mummy."

"I'm sorry," Lysander sympathized. "Maybe I can help you build a new one?"

Full of excitement, Lorcan jumped up and down on the bed. "Okay, let's go!"

They spent the rest of the afternoon rebuilding the Hogwarts block castle together, singing songs and laughing happily, completely unaware of their mummy watching them from the doorway, proud that her little boys loved each other and were getting along perfectly.