I just want to throw this out there. I understand what BDSM is and what it's really about, trust and sexuals, and it's not about abuse or anything. I just thought it'd be funny to add in because everyone makes jokes about these chapters that way.

Funny enough, I'm listening to Evanescence while writing this. I should probably be listening to Taylor Swift though.

WARNING: NONE OF THIS CHAPTER IS ACTUALLY VERY SCARY BUT READ WITH CAUTION. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

We ran towards him. But it turns out he wasn't there at all. Instead the dude who killed Cedric was there, whatever his name was amirite? Draco was crying profusely. Snaketell was reading Anna Karenina to him! Pixie and I ran in front of him.

"Rid my sight of you dispicable preps!" he shouted as we started shooting him with pink ak-47s with Hello Kitty on them. Then, despite his massive blood loss, he looked at me and fell to his knees with love in his eyes.

"Plz, Ivory, have sex with meh!" he said.

"What?" I asked.

"Ivory, sexualize with me!" he said. I started to laugh at him..

"You tortured my boyfriend with books he doesn't like and then ask me to frackle with you? Nah, bastard," I said angrily. Then I stabbed him in the heart with my wand. Blood poured out like a fountain. I was surprised he still had that much blood in him after how much he had been bleeding all this time.

"NUUUUUUUUUUU!" he screamed. He screamed and ran around. Then he finally died. I burst into tears.

"Snaketail, what are you doing?" called Voldemort. Then...he was coming to us. We could hear his high heels clacking to us. So we got on our broomsticks, even though we hadn't brought them in the first place, and flew off to Hogwarts. We went to my room and Pixie went to his. I began to cry again.

"What's wrong, sugar tits?" Draco asked already taking his clothes off so he could put screws in me again. He had a sixity pack and a biggity wiggity.

"It's soo unfair!" I yelled. "Why can't I just be ugly or plain like all the other chicks and freaks here! Except for C'hristmas, she's not ugly or anything." Because it wasn't like I just killed someone or knew what guilt was.

"Why would you wanna be uggo? I don't like those freaky goth emo freaks! They're such sloots!" Draco answered.

"Yeah, but everyone is in love with me! Snape, Loopin, Hargrid, Vampire, and even Snaketail! I just want to be with you, Draco, ok? Why couldn't the great fairy god make me uggo?!" I began to screech loudly. (totes not a snob) "I'm good at too many things! WHY CAN'T I JUST BE NORMAL?! IT'S A CURSEEEEE!" I shouted and ran away, glitter flying off my face from the tears.