This is an edited copy of the infamous "My Immortal". It also comes with commentary! What fun! We can all read this fanfic without getting a headache. Thank goodness. My drabble will be bolded. Technically has rules that say I cannot insert things into the flow of a story. It's a good thing for me that this 'story' has no flow at all! I believe that stories should be loved or hated not because of bad spelling or grammar, but how they are written. Because of this belief, I have corrected everything. Now, my grammar isn't perfect, but it's better than Tara's! Anything that I could not correct will be in asterisks. I have had to rephrase some things to deal with run on sentences and horrible grammar, but I stayed as true to the story as possible. Let the story commence! I would love to thank . .fanfic! Without that writer this fanfic could not be possible.

Ch.1

AN: Special thanks (get it, because I'm gothic) to my girlfriends (ew, not in that way!) raven and bloodytearz666 for helping me with the story and my spelling. You rock! Justin you're the love of my depressing life. You rock too! MCR rocks!

I can already feel an impending migraine. I'm pretty sure that MCR is some sort of band. You won't get some of the 'I'm gothic!' jokes because I'm correcting her spelling and grammar, but I think that not getting her 'jokes' are a good thing! Moving right along!

Hi! My name is Ebony Darkness Dementia Raven Way and I have long, black, ebony coloured hair (That's how I got my name)

What a name. Who the **** named you? Were they drunk at the time? Aren't most babies born bald or with peach fuzz or something? Evidently Mary Sues defy all laws of anything and are born with long, dark coloured hair. Who knew?

With purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-back. I have icy blue eyes that look like *limpid* tears and a lot of people tell me that I look like Amy Lee. (AN: If you don't know who she is, then get the **** out of here!)

Last time I checked, it isn't wise to say that to anyone. Let alone your readers. Oh, and by the way, I know what Amy Lee looks like. Her hair isn't like Ebony's at all and I think that Amy's eyes are more of a gray than an icy blue. I'm just saying.

I'm not related to Gerard Way, but I wish that I was because he's a major fucking hottie.

Umm. If the Main character's name is 'Ebony Darkness Dementia Raven Way' and this other guy is named 'Gerard Way', than wouldn't it make sense if you were related to him? I mean, this is a story, so technically Ebony can be related to whoever the **** you want. Also, ew, incestual relationships aren't a good thing. Who's Gerard Way anyways? I'm so confused!

I'm a vampire, but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale, white skin. I'm also a witch and I go to a magic school called Hogwarts in England where I'm in my seventh year. I'm seventeen.

I'm a Goth (in case you couldn't tell) and I wear mostly black. I buy all my clothes from Hot Topic because I love the store.

Please kill me now.

For example, today I was wearing a lacy black corset, a black leather miniskirt, some pink fishnets, and a pair of black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow.

Well, now that we've established that Ebony dresses like a slut, let's get on with the story. I'm sorry, but a leather miniskirt and a corset sound pretty slutty to me. It also sounds painful to wear. Don't corsets change your bone structure? Doesn't Hogwarts have a uniform?

I was walking outside in the school grounds. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about.

Don't you just love those days where the sun ceases to exist?

A lot of preps stared at me. I gave them the finger.

"Hey Ebony!" shouted a voice. I looked up. It was…Draco Malfoy!

OMG! Draco Malfoy! *facedesk*

"What's up Draco?" I asked.

"Nothing," he said shyly.

But then, I heard my friends calling me, so I had to go away.

I'm pretty sure that Draco isn't shy, and if I called my friends over and said, "Nothing." When they asked me why I called, I would get a good smack for rampant stupidity.

AN: Is it good? Please tell me, thanks!

Why am I doing this again?

AN: I really need to stop writing 5 or 6 things at once. Anyways, hope you enjoyed! More will be coming soon.