Chapter 1: A Major Fucking Hottie
Author's Note: This chapter is dedicated to my editor and gal pal Raven, bloodytearz666. She has been invaluable to the writing process behind this work. I'd also like to thank the love of my life, Justin. You rock my otherwise depressing life. Finally, a thank you to My Chemical Romance, the band that has served as my muse. I'm excited to hear your feedback.
-Tara Gilesbie
Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way was no ordinary teenage girl. Her appearance alone was striking. She was named for her ebony black hair, which hung down to her waist in gentle curls. Her eyes were the ice blue of limpid tears. Her face was pale, and her teeth hung in perfect pearly rows. Yet despite her beauty, Ebony longed to embody the looks of her idol, Gerard Way. "What a major fucking hottie," she sighed.
However it was not Ebony's looks that separated her from the rest. She was a witch. A vampire witch. A seventeen year old vampire witch attending the magical boarding school Hogwarts.
Hogwarts students dressed to impress, and Ebony Dark'ness Dementia Raven Way would be no exception to that rule. She wore only Hot Topic's most fashionable and gothic stock. On this particular day, she donned a lacy black corset and black leather miniskirt with a pair of black combat boots. Her makeup was on fleek, entailing of black lipstick, white foundation, heavy eyeliner, and red eyeshadow.
Ebony also wore a pair of pink fishnets to keep her legs warm in the winter cold. Heavy simultaneous snowfall and rainfall meant low temperatures, but Ebony didn't mind. She enjoyed the precipitation, as it was accompanied by clouds to block out the sun.
Ebony was naturally the most beautiful and most gothic Slytherin in school. Sadly, this meant she was envied by all of the preps. The preps flamed her daily, but Ebony was not to be perturbed.
She put up her middle finger at them.
"Hey Ebony!"
Ebony looked up to see who was calling her.
"What's up Draco?" she asked. Her heart skipped a beat. Draco Malfoy was one of the cutest and most gothic boys at school. Why was he talking to her? Could he be into her?
Draco's tepid response told Ebony otherwise. "Nothing," he said.
Crestfallen, Ebony raced through her mind to determine why he had approached her. Yet at that moment, her cell phone began to ring. It was Willow.
"I'm sorry Draco. My friend is calling me. I have to go away."