AN: Well, well, hello. It's AFeralFurry, again. Here I am with My Immortal: Revised chapter 2. I hope you enjoy the story, or perhaps point out any mistakes I make. Also, I forgot to say this last chapter, so...
AFeralFurry does not own Harry Potter in any way, nor does he own the original text of My Immortal. If he did, My Immortal would have a comedy series by now.
I can't believe it, it isn't happening, this is all a dream...
"You ludicrous fools!" shouted Dumbledore. Apparently no, it isn't all some sick joke...
He was making us follow him, presumably to his office. I must admit, I was a little afraid. I didn't want to get kicked out of Hogwarts, not when I was so close to graduating.
After a while, it turned out that I was correct. We, in fact, were going to his office. when we arrived, Professor McGonnagoll and Professor Snape were waiting on us. Snape, I could understand, but why the hell is the head of Gryffindor here?
"Why is SHE here," I shouted in shock and anger, "she isn't even part of-"
"SILENCE!" Dumbledore shouted angrily.
"Headmaster, I believe I should, ah, ask what exactly my students were doing," Snape asked in his monotone voice. I knew that particular voice, that's the one he uses when he's angry...
"They were roaming around the Forbidden Forest!" Dumbledore shouted at us.
"Why would you do such a thing, you mediocre dunces," Professor McGonagall began, "The Forbidden Forest is forbidden for a reason! It is quite dangerous!"
"How dare you, roaming around in the Forbidden Forest after dark?" Professor Snape said in his menacing voice.
"BECAUSE I GOT TIRED OF THIS GOTH AND PREP NONSENSE!" Draco began shouting," WHY THE HELL WOULD I WANT TO BE IN THE CASTLE, WITH THIS ABSURD MUGGLE CULTURE BOOM TEARING IT APART?"
Everyone went quiet. It seemed that not even Draco knew how to respond to this situation, as he was probably the most quiet of all of us. I just stood and waited, waited for the inevitable-
"...Go to your dormitories, right now," Snape said quietly. Wait, what? We get to go free? Well, no reason to stick around here.
"Come on, Draco, let's go," I said to him, as we turned back and started walking back to the dungeons. I knew the teachers were glaring at us, but I didn't care.
"Are you feeling alright, Ebony?" Draco asked quietly, "I suppose I apologize for that outburst."
"Hey, don't worry about it," I said, "You simply said what's on your mind. On all of our minds."
"Well," Draco began, "I can only hope we figure out just what is occuring, here. This insanity is starting to get to me."
"I as well, Draco," I agreed, "I, as well..."
The next day, I woke up in my dormitory. I put on some hideous goth clothes, and decided to add some purple highlights to my hair to complete the awful effect.
I decided to take a brief walk before breakfast, when I ran into a student I hadn't ever met before. She had dark brown hair with red highlights, and blue eyes. She was dressed in those awful goth clothes, as well, but... Something seemed off about her, but what, I don't know...
"Hey, you!" I yelled, "What's your name?"
"Tara Gillesbie," she said, "who are you?"
My name's Ebony Ravenway. Nice meeting you, Gillesbie." I said. I turned around, my curiosity satisfied for now, when I heard he speak up.
"Hey, wait! You aren't a prep or a poser, right!?" She yelled in an accusatory tone.
"Umm, no?" I said in an admittedly not very sure sounding voice.
"Yeah, right! I bet you can't even tell me who Gerard Way is!" She said in a triumphant voice. Ugh, it's like Willow V2...
"Umm, Gerard Way sings for MCR!" I said, taking a wild guess. I must have been right, because she calmed down.
"Alright, you aren't a prep or a poser," she said, walking off. I just stood there, trying to make sense of what just happened.
"Tara Gillesbie, Tara Gillesbie, why does that sound so familiar...?" I asked the air around me...
Well, the mystery of Tara Gillesbie can get solved later. For now, I'm eating oatmeal.
At least, I was until someone bumped into me, spilling it all over me.
"Son of a-!"
"I'm sorry."
I decided to see just who had bumped into me. Oh, how I wish I hadn't...
I was looking into the face of someone wizards and witches know well. He had buried his face in makeup,, gotten rid of his glasses for those absurd crimson contact lenses, and it seems that he covered up his scar, but it was unmistakable. This was... This was Harry Potter.
"Umm, what's your name?" I asked. I already knew, but, meh, it seems like everyone has a "goffik" name now.
"My name's Harry Potter, although most people call me Vampire these days," he grumbled.
"What? Why?" I asked. Really? Of all the names in the world, he calls himself Vampire? Ugh...
"Because I quite love the taste of human blood," he giggled.
...Wait.
What.
Harry Potter... Giggling. Whoa...
Might as well get on his good side... Maybe he'll know something about this madness...
"Well, I'm a vampire," I stated.
"Really?" He whimpered. Oh, you whiny bitch. Come on, I know he's not this weak.
"Yeah!" I yelled.
I sat down, I guess I should try getting what I can out of him.
"So, Vampire," I began, "who's this Tara Gillesbie girl?"
"She's a great goff. She's very good at finding Hot Topic stores," he stated.
Okay, so she likes HT. Now, to ask him some more questions...
"What year is she in? After all, I want to know what year one of our great... Goffs are in," I asked.
"Seventh. I'm so glad she's here," he answered.
"What house is she in?" I questioned.
"Slytherin, with all of all real goffs like me."
Wait.
What?
Harry Potter's in Slytherin now? When did changing houses become a thing? My head hurts...
Just then, Draco came up behind us.
"Hey, Ebony, do you have a minute?" He asked.
"Yeah, sure," I responded.
Draco and I left, heading for our common room in the dungeon. I decided to wave goodbye to Harr- No, Vampire, but he just glared. I don't know. Meh.
Anyway, once we got there, we decided to trade information.
"Draco, have you heard about-"
"Ebony, did you know-"
"Alright," I said, "one at a time."
"You go first," Draco said.
"We apparently have a student that we have never met yet it seems everyone knows. She's apparently a great goth, and she's in Slytherin. As is Vampire-"
"Who?" Draco interrupted.
"...Harry Potter," I answered.
"Harry Potter? Harry Potter's calling himself Vampire?" Draco said as he burst out laughing. "Potter. Vampire Potter!"
"It isn't so funny when you realize he's in Slytherin, now."
Draco immediately stopped laughing and took in what I said. After a moment of thinking, he immediately began yelling.
"NO~!" He yelled, starting to irritate my eardrums.
"Draco?" I began, "Draco...? DRACO~! SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yelled at him as he continued his big no.
"...Yeah, sorry about that," he said, "It could be worse."
"Yes, it could," I agreed. It isn't like Potter is going to be staying in our dormitories."
"Well, no," Draco began, "but some girl just cleared your stuff out from your room and left for Potions."
What.
"And you didn't tell me, why!? I only have one blood bottle!"
"I didn't know!"
Knowing that my anger was going to get me in trouble, I stormed off for Potions. I saw "Vampire" Potter and, yep, Tara Gillesbie. Snape seemed furious that I was interrupting class, but eh, I don't care. This is for his own good so I don't feed on him or something.
"TARA GILLESBIE, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!" I yelled.
Everyone just stared at me. Vampire, Tara, Snape, the entire class, everyone. Draco had apparently caught up with me, and started trying to calm me down.
"Ebony, it's not worth it! I'll find you another bottle!" He pleaded.
...Oh, crap. Another "Friend" of mine is here. She smiled at me, looking horrible due to the crazy makeup and hair-dye, with her crimson eyes, blast those contact lenses, staring at me. She then flipped her hair, and tried looking "goffic".
She had apparently gotten some insane nonsense story about being kidnapped when she was born. She thought that her real parents are vampires, and one of them a witch. She had some completely deranged idea that the Dark Lord himself killed her mother, and that her father commited suicide. She continues waking people up wailing about her nightmares, and she apparently is depressed. She also decided to assume the surname Smith, because gods know why.
This, everyone, is B'loody Mary Smith. Pronounced Buh-loody. Formerly known as Hermione Granger.
"What is it that you desire, interrupting my classes, you ridiculous dimwit!" Professor Snape yelled. I just ignored him and decided to start yelling at tara.
"Tara, what the fucking hell did you do with my stuff? There's something I NEED in there!" I yelled.
Everyone gasped. To be expected, I suppose.
"I don't have your stuff, Ebony!" Tara yelled. "What, are you a poser!?"
"Fuck this prep, poser, and goth bullshit!" I yelled, running out the the classroom. Well, I wonder how much detention I got. I decided to take a walk through the Forbidden Forest, I'm in trouble anyway, why the hell now. Little did I know what would occur...
AN: So yeah, how was that? I wonder what Tara Gillesbie is doing here, and it seems like things are going slightly differently. I wonder what could happen?
As always, I'll read any reviews. Constructive criticism, praise, expressions of dislike, whatever you want to say.
Well, for now, AFeralFurry, out.
Di.