Hello, my name is Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way. My parents were a hippie and a goth chick, before you ask. I have long ebony black hair. Somehow, I was named after this even though I didn't HAVE hair when I was named. Hippies, right? I have blue eyes like... Limpid tears? I don't even know what that means. I also happen to look like some chick I've never heard of. Did I mention I'm a vampire? No? Good, because that's ridiculous.

I'm a seventh year, and walking goth stereotype. I love Hot Topic, and I get all my clothes from there. I have a lot of GIR shirts, before you ask. I was wearing a black corset an-

You know what? Do you even care? Just imagine a stereotypical goth. I was walking in the snow, and a lot of people were staring at me. Maybe because I'm literally the only person wearing something that isn't the uniform. I take the reasonable choice of action and middle finger everyone.

"Hey, Ebony!" A boy, obviously wearing leather pants, shouted. I looked up, and it was... Draco mother censorin' Malfoy!

"What's up, Draco?" I asked him. Hopefully this starts a meaningful conversation explaining how he is suddenly not a douche.

"Nothing." He replied, shyly. This conversation is so exciting, I have to leave now, before I risk starting an intellectual conversation.

I hear my generic goth friends and leave, completely ditching Draco. By the way, you think I'm amazing.