Title: Laughter
"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Scorpius muttered, gripping Lysander's hand. The other boy laughed and tugged him up the path. The house ahead was multicoloured, misshapen and most definitely belonged to the Scamanders. Lysander waved at his father, who was knee deep in rather dubious mud, cleaning out the chicken crossbreed's pen. Rolf waved back, seeming unsurprised to see him holding hands with a Death Eater's son.
The inside of the house was just as insane as the outer, pictures of the family scattered among magazine clippings on the wall. They headed upstairs, Scorpius still hanging on tightly to Lysander. Lorcan had vanished the second they returned home, and Luna was on a weekend expedition. Scorpius was given a quick tour of the house, finally reaching the attic.
"And this is mine and Lorcan's room!" Lysander announced, waving his arms. It was shockingly normal, blue walls and wooden floor, fairly tidy. He just had time to notice this before the door was shut and he was pushed onto one of the beds. Lysander lay on top of him, kissing him hard.
Things were just getting heated when the door opened, and Lorcan walked in.
"Have you seen my... EWW! On my bed? No!" He turned and slammed the door hard. The two boys looked at each other, and burst out laughing.
