Okay, okay I get it. I'm a horrible, evil human being for not updating either this or my other story for months. I'm sorry. What can I say; birthdays, house parties, exams, Christmas, friend problems, family problems, health problems (mental and physical) etc. have completely put writing and commentating out of my mind. But it's the first day of 2013, and my new year's resolution is to start writing again so here we are, some good old fashioned british style ranting. Oh yeah, I don't own this, nor do I wish to.

Chapter 2.

AN: Fangz 2 bloodytearz666 (...subtle) 4 helpin me wif da chapta! BTW preps stop flaming ma story ok! (actually I'm fine 'flaming' it if you don't mind ok!)

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The next day I woke up in my bedroom. (yeah well I woke up in my bed) (bitch) It was snowing and raining again (what odd weather patterns seem to appear in 'Hogwarts'). I opened the door (lid) of my coffin and drank some blood from a bottle I had. My coffin was black ebony (haha *giggling* say it like this: ee-boneey) and inside it was hot pink (ermagurd, Ebony has something that is pink, brand her with the iron of preppy-ness) velvet with black lace on the ends. (ends of what?) I got out of my coffin and took of my giant MCR t-shirt which I used for pajamas. (wow, I wouldn't have thought a tramp like you would wear pyjamas) Instead, I put on a black leather dress, a pentagram necklace (careful, you know the goat-slaughtering druids will be after you now), combat boots and black fishnets on. I put on four pairs of earrings in my pierced ears, and put my hair in a kind of messy bun.(a kind of messy bun, is it a messy bun or is it not a messy bun? That is the question)

My friend, Willow (don't you dare ruin Buffy for me, or trees) (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 (So she woke up, grinned at you. Flipped her hair, all before opening her eyes. Talent). She put on her Marilyn Manson t-shirt with a black mini, fishnets and pointy high-heeled boots. We put on our makeup (black lipstick white foundation and black eyeliner.) (ewww you share make up, what if one of you gets an eye infection)

"OMFG(preppy), I saw you talking to Draco Malfoy yesterday!" she said excitedly.(my god woman, if this is what Willow get excited about I'd hate to see her when santa comes to town)

"Yeah? So?" I said, blushing.(but then she'd be less pale. Be disappointed Ebony, be disappointed)

"Do you like Draco?" she asked as we went out of the Slytherin common room and into the Great Hall. (they must be really fast walkers)

"No I so fucking don't!" I shouted.(anger issues)

"Yeah right!" she exclaimed. Just then, Draco walked up to me.

"Hi." he said.

"Hi." I replied flirtily.(yeah because if you don't like someone you definitely flirt with them. Yep defo.)

"Guess what." he said. (again, riveting conversation)

"What?" I asked.

"Well, Good Charlotte are having a concert in Hogsmeade." he told me.

"Oh. My. Fucking. God!"(hehe, say it like they do in St. Trinian's) I screamed. I love GC. They are my favorite band, besides MCR.

"Well…. do you want to go with me?" he asked.

I gasped. (why, did Ebony have a heart attack, god I hope so)

So I'll probably upload something again today. See ya.