Chapter 1.

AN: Special fangz (get it, coz Im goffik) 2 mah gf (ew not up in dat way) raven, bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da rap n' spelling. U rok! Quentin ur da luv of mah deprzzin game u rok 2! MCR ROX!

Yo hoes call me Ebony Dark'nizz Dementia Raven Way n' I have long ebony black afro (thatz how tha fuck I gots mah name) wit purple streaks n' red tips dat reaches mah mid-back n' icy blue eyes like limpid tears n' a shitload of playas tell me I be lookin like Amy Lee (AN: if u don't give a fuck whoz ass her ass is git da hell outta here!). I aint related ta Gerard Way but I wish I was cuz he a major fuckin hottie. I be a vampire but mah teeth is straight n' white. I have pale white skin. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. I be also a witch, n' I git all up in a magic school called Hogwarts up in England where I be up in tha seventh year (I be seventeen). I be a goth (in case you couldn't tell) n' I wear mostly black. I gots a straight-up boner fo' Hot Topic n' I loot all mah threadz from there, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. For example todizzle I was bustin a funky-ass black corset wit matchin lace round it n' a funky-ass black leather miniskirt, pink fishnets n' black combat boots, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. I was bustin black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner n' red eye shadow. I was struttin outside Hogwarts, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. Dat shiznit was snowin n' drizzlin so there was no sun, which I was straight-up aiiight bout fo' realz. All dem preps stared all up in mah face. I put up mah middle finger at em.

"Yo Ebony!" shouted a voice. I looked up. Well shiiiit, it was…. Draco Malfoy!

"Whatz fuckin' phat Draco?" I asked.

"Nothing." da perved-out muthafucka holla'd shyly.

But then, I heard mah playaz call me n' I had ta go away.

AN: IS it good, biatch? PLZ tell me fangz!

Chapter 2.

AN: Fangz 2 bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da chapta! BTW preps stop flamin ma rap ok!

Da next dizzle I raised up in mah bedroom. Dat shiznit was snowin n' drizzlin again. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. I opened tha door of mah coffin n' drank some blood from a funky-ass forty I had. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! My fuckin coffin was black ebony n' inside dat shiznit was bangin' pink velvet wit black lace on tha ends. I gots outta mah coffin n' took of mah giant MCR t-shirt which I used fo' pajamas. Instead, I put on a funky-ass black leather dress, a pentagram necklace, combat boots n' black fishnets on. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. I put on four pairz of earrings up in mah pierced ears, n' put mah afro up in a kind of messy bun.

My fuckin playa, Willow (AN: Raven dis is u!) raised up then n' grinned all up in mah face. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch flipped her long waist-length raven black afro wit pink streaks n' opened her forest-chronic eyes. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch put on her Marilyn Manston t-shirt wit a funky-ass black mini, fishnets n' pointy high-heeled boots, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation n' black eyeliner.)

"OMFG, I saw you rappin' ta Draco Malfoy yesterday!" her big-ass booty holla'd excitedly.

"Yeah, biatch? So?" I holla'd, blushing.

"Do you like Draco?" she axed as we went outta tha Slytherin common room n' tha fuck into tha Great Hall.

"No I so fuckin don't!" I shouted.

"Yeah right!" she exclaimed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Just then, Draco strutted up ta mah dirty ass.

"Hi." da perved-out muthafucka holla'd.

"Hi." I replied flirtily.

"Guess what." da perved-out muthafucka holla'd.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, Dope Charlotte is havin a gangbang up in Hogsmeade." tha pimpin' muthafucka holla'd at mah dirty ass.

"Oh. My. Fucking. God!" I screamed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I gots a straight-up boner fo' GC. They is mah straight-up crew, besides MCR.

"Well…. do you wanna go wit me?" he asked.

I gasped.

Chapter 3.

AN: STOP FLAMMING DA STORY PREPZ OK! odderwize fangs 2 da goffik ppl 4 da phat reveiws muthafucka! FANGS AGEN RAVEN! oh yeah, BTW I don't own dis or da lyrics 4 Dope Chralotte.

On tha night of tha gangbang I put on mah black lace-up boots wit high heels. Underneath dem was ripped red fishnets, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. Then I put on a funky-ass black leather minidress wit all dis corset shiznit on tha back n' front. I put on matchin fishnet on mah arms. I straightened mah afro n' juiced it up look all spiky. I felt a lil pissed off then, so I slit one of mah wrists, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. I read a wack book while I waited fo' it ta stop bleedin n' I listened ta some GC. I painted mah nails black n' put on TONS of black eyeliner n' shit. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn't put on foundation cuz I was pale anyway. I drank some human blood so I was locked n loaded ta git all up in tha concert.

I went outside. Draco was waitin there up in front of his wild lil' flyin hoopty yo. Dude was bustin a Simple Plan t-shirt (they would play all up in tha show too), baggy black skater pants, black nail polish n' a lil eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok!).

"Yo Draco!" I holla'd up in a thugged-out pissed off voice.

"Yo Ebony." da perved-out muthafucka holla'd back. Us thugs strutted tha fuck into his wild lil' flyin black Mercedes-Benz (the license plate holla'd 666) n' flew ta tha place wit tha concert. On tha way our slick asses listened excitedly ta Dope Charlotte n' Marilyn Manson. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. We both smoked blunts n' sticky-icky-ickys. When we gots there, we both hopped outta tha car. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Us thugs went ta tha mosh pit all up in tha front of tha stage n' jumped up n' down as our slick asses listened ta Dope Charlotte.

"Yo ass come up in cold, yo ass is covered up in blood

They're all so aiiight you've arrived

Da doctor cuts yo' cord, handz you ta yo' mom

Bitch sets you free tha fuck into dis game." busted Joel (I don't own da lyrics 2 dat song).

"Joel is so fuckin hot." I holla'd ta Draco, pointin ta his ass as da perved-out muthafucka sung, fillin tha club wit his thugged-out dunkadelic voice.

Suddenly Draco looked sad.

"Whatz wrong?" I axed as we moshed ta tha beatz. Drop dis like itz hot! Then I caught on.

"Yo, itz aiiight I don't like his ass mo' betta than YOU!" I holla'd.

"Really?" axed Draco sensitively n' he put his thugged-out arm round mah crazy ass all protective.

"Really." I holla'd. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! "Besides I don't even know Joel n' he goin up wit Hilary fuckin Duff. I fuckin don't give a fuck bout dat lil biiiatch." I holla'd disgustedly, thankin of her skanky blonde face.

Da night went on straight-up well, n' I had a pimped out time. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. So did Draco fo' realz. After tha concert, our phat asses drank some brew n' axed Benji n' Joel fo' they autographs n' photos wit em. We gots GC gangbang tees. Draco n' I crawled back tha fuck into tha Mercedes-Benz yo, but Draco didn't go back tha fuck into Hogwarts, instead da ruffneck drove tha hoopty into… tha Forbidden Forest!

Chapter 4.

AN: I sed stup flamin aiiight ebonyz name is ENOBY nut mary su OK! DRACO IS SOO IN LUV wif her dat he be actin defrent son! dey nu eechodder b4 ok!

"DRACO!" I shouted. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! This type'a shiznit happens all tha time. "What tha fuck do you be thinkin yo ass is bustin?"

Draco didn't answer but da perved-out muthafucka stopped tha flyin hoopty n' da thug strutted outta dat shit. I strutted outta it too, curiously.

"What tha fuckin hell?" I axed angrily.

"Ebony?" he asked.

"What?" I snapped.

Draco leaned up in extra-close n' I looked tha fuck into his wild lil' freakadelic gothic red eyes (he was bustin color contacts) which revealed so much wack sorrow n' evilnizz n' then suddenly I didn't feel mad no mo'.

And then… suddenly just as I Draco busted mah crazy ass passionately. Draco climbed on top of me n' we started ta make up keenly against a tree yo. Dude took of mah top n' I took of his clothes. I even took of mah bra. Then he put his cold-ass thangie tha fuck into mah you-know-what n' our phat asses done did it fo' tha last time.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! " I screamed. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I was beginnin ta git a orgasm. We started ta lick everywhere n' mah pale body became all warm fo' realz. And then….

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING YOU MOTHERFUKERS!"

It was….Dumbledore!