This is how I feel Tara would've written My Immortal if she wasn't a total ass. I'm just experimenting; this may not come out a Picasso-but give me a break here. I'm just about to attempt to repair the worlds most totaled fic.
Disclaimer: Do I look like I own HP?
My Immortal isn't mine either, but this version of it is all me.
My name is Ebony Way. I have a long silky black waterfall of hair down my back and icy blue eyes that can become colder than the dark side of the moon. I'm a vampire but my teeth are straight and white as snow. I go to great lengths to keep my secret. I'm also a witch, and I go Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Scotland. I am in year Seven.
I was walking in the powdery snow along the border of the lake outside Hogwarts. There was no sun, so it was safe for me to be outside. People stared at me; vampires have an air of danger about them. I tend to attract a lot of attention.
"Ebony." A voice breathed. Too close. I stopped walking and looked up and saw my boyfriend, Draco Malfoy, standing inches from my cold body.
"Hello, Draco." I kissed him briefly, but I could see that he was almost swooning when I pulled away. Another vampiric element: charm.
"You look beautful," He said, eyeing the slightly low cut, lace accented, black camisole I had under my robes.
I smiled at him. "Thank you. Let's go inside. You look cold." Draco was yet to be a vampire, but that may change. Soon.