My Immortal
Good evening, my name is Ebony Raven Bathory, I'm not your everyday witch though, I'm a hybrid, half vampire and half witch.
My vampire clan is the Queen Bathori's clan, very famous in Romenia, where I was born.
While my deceased mother who was a witch was just a Fettuche, a pure blood family from southern Italy, not very well known tough.
But enough of me and let's get this story started:
It was snowing here in Scotland, the blueish white snow fell and wet my midnight black hair, and that's when HE came, all glorious like Apollo himself, the sun of my inner darkness.
Draco Malfoy was his name, and he scarcely knew of my existence, considering I was a Ravenclaw.
We were both in the same year, the sixth.
I started to get nervous because he and his friends, that I just noticed,were coming in my direction, closer and closer by the second, my heart was pumping at each step they took.
They reached my table, and when Malfoy opened his mouth to say something, I froze in place.
"Hey bitch, you are in my seat." he said flatly. Ah... that's what he was going to say, I was somewhat disappointed.
" I'm very sorry" I said quietly as I lowered my head and went away.