AN: Fangz 2 bloodytearz666 4 helpin me wif da chapta! BTW preps stop flaming ma story ok! They flame because they care. Wait… NO THEY DON'T.

The next day I woke up in my bedroom. . So nothing else happened after you ran off with your GOFFICK friends? It was snowing and raining again. Fucked up weather. I opened the door of my coffin and drank some blood from a bottle I had. Okay. Let's break this down a bit: you… woke up in your bed, saw that it was raining… AND snowing, and then you tell me you came out of your coffin? Hogwarts has coffins now? Don't even get me started on how you could tell it was raining and snowing when you were enclosed in…a coffin. My coffin was black ebony and inside it was hot pink velvet with black lace on the ends. I got out of my coffin and took of my giant MCR t-shirt which I used for pajamas. Instead, I put on a black leather dress, a pentagram necklace, combat boots and black fishnets on. asdfghjkl; she needs a rulebook stat. I put on four pairs of earrings in my pierced ears, . and put my hair in a kind of messy bun. .

My friend, Willow (AN: Raven dis is u!) woke up then and grinned at me. She flipped her long waist-length raven black hair with pink streaks and opened her forest-green eyes. She put on her Marilyn Manson t-shirt with a black mini, fishnets and pointy high-heeled boots. Apparently NO ONE goes by the dress-code anymore. Albus Dumbledore, you need your glasses changed if you can't see these sluts prancing around your hallways. We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.)

"OMFG, I saw you talking to Draco Malfoy yesterday!" she said excitedly.

"Yeah? So?" I said, blushing.

"Do you like Draco?" she asked as we went out of the Slytherin common room and into the Great Hall. "No I so fucking don't!" I shouted.. But, you really do.

"Yeah right!" she exclaimed.

Just then, Draco walked up to me. Turn the other way. Or better yet, get a bucket of red paint and dump it over her little vampire head.

"Hi." he said.

"Hi." I replied flirtily. I say things flirtily all the time.

"Guess what." he said.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, Good Charlotte are having a concert in Hogsmeade." he told me. Muggles in Hogsmeade. Isn't that… you know… Well, I guess she wouldn't know, would she?

"Oh. My. Fucking. God!" I screamed. I love GC. They are my favorite band, besides MCR.

"Well…. do you want to go with me?" he asked. I gasped. Unless you are planning to humiliate her in front of thousands of other muggles, then don't take her.