Harry is a girl in this story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters that you recognize.
Stalking down the halls of Sirius's former home Ebony didn't know that each and every one of the portrait's gazes were followed her every movement as if she were a prisoner. "I would rather kiss Malfoy then be here!" Ebony hissed angrily to herself.
Ebony happened to have the house to herself to day; so no one was there to here this odd declaration of hers. Everyone else just so happened to have some random errand to run that day.
In the shadows a young blonde Ebony's age chuckled in amusement, 'really Potter, that is very interesting to hear.'
Several of the portraits are smirking in amusement as they listened to the young Potter heir rant. Also, very surprisingly, Mrs. Black in the front hall is very quiet.
"Why did they leave me alone in this god forsaken house?!" Ebony growled low in her throat as she paced back and forth in the entry hall waiting for someone to show up.
Stepping from the shadows the young blonde turns Ebony around before kissing her and carrying her out of the house. When Ebony managed to break away from the kiss she took a good look at the blonde and glared at him in recognition. "You said you would rather be kissing me then be in that house so I took the opportunity to do both:" The blonde now known as Draco Malfoy said in his own kind way.
Back in the house there could be heard multitudes of laughter. Not that of the living beings but that of portraits as they congratulated themselves on a job well done.
And now it is complete.