More Than A Picture
A/N: This fic was inspired by something my cousin said.
"Oh, Albus! I miss you so much!" Minerva screamed at her deceased husband's portrait. "I wish I could kiss you, just one more time!"
"You can still kiss me, my love. My portrait will always be here with you! I love you too much to leave you!"
And with that, Minerva started to makeout with the portrait of Albus Dumbledore.
Harry Potter, Ron Weasly and, Hermione Granger walked into the headmasters office just in time to see their head of house making out with the dead headmasters picture.
"Umm… Professor, What are you doing?" Harry asked.
"I am having a conversation with my husband. What do you want?"
"Well, we're dropping out of school to find Voldemort's horcruxes."
"Okay. But leave me alone. Don't you see I'm busy?"
And with that, Ron and Hermione started to makeout, while Harry screamed "I'm sooo lonely!"
One of the portraits crooked her finger at Harry.
"Hey hot stuff, looking for a good time? "
And Fawkes had to close his eyes at the scene of two teenagers making out, a woman making out with a picture, and you don't want to know what Harry was doing with his portrait.