*Harry Potter and all characters belong to J.K. Rowling.*
*My Immortal and any original characters belong to Tara Gilesbie.*
Of course, all my friends had really wanted was to talk. I should have known, but I didn't mind all that much. The day went by as all the other days do, and soon it was time for bed.
The day after, I woke up and looked out the window. Snowing again. I sat up in my bed which was decorated to look like a coffin, yes a coffin. Suddenly I felt like drinking human blood. Stupid random vampire urges. Luckily I kept a vial of it somewhere under my bed. I reached under and pulled out the vial, and drank it all.
I smoothed out the bed sheet, which was a hot pink with lace on the ends. Then I pulled up the cover, which was a pure black. I went to my suitcase to decide what I was wearing. I had a lot of choice. I decided on a black leather dress, black fishnets and my black combat boots. I put on some black eyeliner and black lipstick, just like yesterday. To top it off I chose a pentagram necklace, and four pairs of earrings. Yeah, lots of earrings I know - heh, just the way I like it. I put my hair in a messy bun, picked up my wand, and walked out of the girls dormitory.
By the way, I'm in Slytherin. Yeah, maybe it was obvious, maybe not. But it doesn't matter, you know now.
My friend, Willow, was sitting on the sofa in the common room, half asleep. "Willow." I said, and she kinda jumped up. Her forest-green eyes opened slowly, and she ran a hand through her raven-black hair with pink streaks. "Nice shirt." I said. She had a Marilyn Manson t-shirt on, along with a black mini and black fishnets. Yeah, we both wore pretty much the same things.
She got up. "I saw you talking to Draco yesterday!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah, so?" I replied. I'd never told her I had a crush on him because it isn't all that important. I think she knows, though.
"You like him, don't you?" she asked, reading my mind.
"No, I don't!!" I retaliated, defending myself.
"Yeah, suuuure." she replied. Just as she said that, Draco walked up behind us.
"Hi." he said simply.
"Hey." I replied.
"Guess what?" he asked mysteriously.
"What?" I asked, wanting to know.
"I didn't think it would ever happen but Good Charlotte is actually playing a concert right in Hogsmeade."
Good Charlotte? Here? In Hogsmeade? "Are you fucking serious or is this some bullshit?" I asked. I loved Good Charlotte, but it didn't seem like he was telling the truth.
"I'm serious. And I want you to go with me." Draco said.
I gasped - Draco wanted to take ME to a Good Charlotte concert!