A/N – I just want to quickly mention the changing of rating for this story. It's now an M rated story, due to a review which I felt had a veiled threat to report the story.
The review also complained about how light-hearted the sexual content was in this story (and apparently all my stories). I just want to say that I have no intention on changing how I portray the relationship between Hermione and Draco. In stories like these where things are light-hearted and Draco and Hermione are in a loving, committed relationship, the sexual elements of the story will be light hearted as they're a solid couple and sex would be treated as something fun in their eyes. I have other stories where there's either no sex, or a brief mention, and stories where sex is taken more seriously – therefore not all my stories have the same laidback attitude to sex.
I appreciate not everyone likes the same things, but the solution is very simple. If you don't like what you read, don't read it. No-one forces you to read anything here on fanfiction, and personally I would rather that people just didn't ready my stories if they have such issues with them.
Protective Big Brother.
Finally Scorpius and Alex reached the end of their detention with the Transfiguration Professor. In the two seventh years opinions they didn't deserve detention, but the Transfiguration Professor thought otherwise. Apparently giving the other students pigs' snouts wasn't appropriate behaviour for seventh years.
"Finally, I thought the old bag was never going to let us go," Alex exclaimed with relief as the boys bolted from the dingy classroom.
"I thought she was going to double the detentions when you asked what sort of animal noses would have been appropriate for seventh years," Scorpius laughed.
"She walked right into that one," Alex said with a chuckle. "She said it was inappropriate to give the seventh years pig snouts, so I merely asked what animal we should have chosen. For all I know you only give pig snouts to first years or something."
"I think the point is you don't give anyone pig snouts," Scorpius replied.
"But where's the fun in that?" Alex asked, giving his best friend a wicked grin.
Scorpius grinned back at Alex. "There's isn't any."
Still laughing about their prank earlier in the week the boys headed down the stairs to return to the dungeons. At the bottom of the main staircase they paused to look at the four hourglasses recording house points for the year. The hourglass with the emerald stones was the third fullest, behind the rubies of Gryffindor and the sapphires of Ravenclaw. As they stood there a few more emerald stones disappeared.
"I still can't get over how easy it is to lose house points in this place," Alex sighed. "You just have to look at someone the wrong way and you lose house points."
"Mum says it's a gift," Scorpius said with a chuckle as the two boys turned and headed towards the dungeons. "She reckons we've got trouble making genes."
"Dad always said he and Uncle Draco lost house points just by breathing," Alex remarked.
Chuckling in agreement, Scorpius led the way down the dungeon stairs. Halfway to the common room, Alex heard a muffled noise and stopped his best friend in his tracks.
"What is it?" Scorpius asked, looking around and not seeing anything that would warrant his best friend stopping him.
"I thought I heard something," Alex muttered. "Just keep quiet for a minute."
The boys stood in silence for almost a minute before they heard a feminine giggle. Having made their fair share of girls giggle both Alex and Scorpius knew what the sound meant. Somewhere close by, either in one of the empty classrooms or a hidden alcove, a couple were getting frisky.
"I wonder who it is," Alex whispered.
"It has to be a Slytherin," Scorpius replied. "No-one but a Slytherin would mess around down in the dungeons."
Still not sure where exactly the noise had come from the two boys carried on down the corridor. They hadn't stepped more than two paces when they heard the laugh again, and this time they were fairly sure it was coming from the alcove they were just about to pass.
"Should we tell them to move it along?" Alex asked.
"Nah," Scorpius replied with a shake of his head. "Let them have their fun."
A moment later, Scorpius changed his mind as the pair passed the alcove and neither boy could resist having a peak to see if they recognised the couple having a bit of fun. Unfortunately, they both immediately recognised the girl as being Scorpius's little sister Lyra. While they couldn't make out the boy clearly, they could clearly see Lyra leaning up against the wall as whoever she was with nuzzled at her neck. Luckily, clothing didn't seem to have been disturbed and the pair looked to be just having a quick snog.
Snapping out of his daze, Scorpius cleared his throat to get Lyra's attention. Immediately Lyra's head snapped to the side, but instead of looking worried, she merely looked annoyed to see her brother standing there. However the boy she was with had paled significantly and both Scorpius and Alex could see he was visibly shaking at the sight of Scorpius.
"What are you doing, Scorp?" Lyra hissed.
"I was going to ask you the same question, but the answer is fairly obvious," Scorpius replied. "Both of you come out of that alcove, immediately."
While the boy Lyra was with rushed out into the corridor, Lyra strolled out at a more mundane pace.
"You're not Dad, Scorp, so stop acting like it."
"Someone has to look out for you," Scorpius snapped before turning to the boy who'd been kissing his sister. "What's your name?"
"Brian," The boy answered.
"And what are your intentions towards my little sister?" Scorpius demanded. "You are aware she's just fifteen, aren't you?"
"Scorp, back off," Lyra said, stepping in between her brother and Brian. "We were just kissing. I'm sure at fifteen you were doing more than kissing."
"She's got you there mate," Alex laughed from behind Scorpius.
"What I was doing at fifteen is irrelevant," Scorpius said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "You," He said, pointing at a worried looking Brian. "Keep your hands off my little sister. If I catch you in an alcove with her again, I'll make you regret it. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sir," Brian stuttered out, before turning and fleeing back towards the stairs.
"Bloody wuss," Lyra muttered in disgust as Brian rushed off, presumably back to Ravenclaw Tower. Regaining her sense of fury she turned to her brother, eyes blazing angrily. "How dare you. My love life is none of your concern. Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to even get a date with you as my big brother? They're all bloody scared of you, and what you'd do to any boy I dated."
"As they should be," Scorpius said, grinning proudly at his reputation as a protective big brother. "You're better off without that little weed anyway."
"Git," Lyra seethed at her brother. "I can't wait for you to leave school."
"Well that's not for another five months, so you'll have to remain single until then," Scorpius said with a smirk. "And even after I've left school, I'll be keeping an eye on you. I don't want the wrong sort of boy getting ideas about my sister."
"Git," Lyra repeated as she turned on her heel and stalked back to the common room.
Scorpius and Alex followed Lyra back to the common room, all the time discussing the boy Lyra had been kissing. They both agreed that he wasn't right for Lyra, but for very different reasons. Scorpius was being the protective big brother and thought no boy was good enough for his little sister, while Alex was dealing with the fact he'd been strangely jealous when he'd seen Lyra with another boy.
Alex had never thought of Lyra as anything other than Scorpius's little sister, but now he was seeing her as a beautiful girl. He knew if anything was ever going to happen he had to deal with Scorpius, and that wasn't going to be easy. However, he also knew nothing would happen in the near future. Lyra was still too young for a serious relationship, and he had no idea if she even liked him. If anything was going to happen it would be in the future, and it would be his future self that would have to deal with her big brother.