Potter and Ebony ran up the stairs looking for Dumbledore. I could hear their yells.
"Dumbledore Dumblydore!" they both yelled. Crabbe, in Dumbledore's body, came there.
"What is it that you want now you despicable snobs?" he asked angrily.
"Volsemort has Draco!" they shouted at the same time. No, you said Volfemort had him!
Dumbledore laughed in an evil voice.
"No! Don't! We need to save Draco!" they begged.
"No." he said meanly. "I don't give a darn what Voldemort does to Draco. Not after how much he misbehaved in school especially with YOU Ebony. Besides I never liked him that much anyway." then I heard his footsteps as he walked away. Potter started crying.
"My Draco!" he moaned.
"Its okay!" she tried to tell him but that didn't stop him. He started to cry, likely tears of blood.
"I had an idea!" he exclaimed.
"What?" she asked him.
"You'll see." he said. He took out his wand and did a spell. Then…suddenly they were in Voldemprt's lair, which was actually Goyle's secret cave. My time for being Snape was up. I was in my own body as I teleported myself to Goyle's cave. Right after that, the two poofed themselves there. I hid behind a rock.
They ran in with their wands out just as Goyle, in Voldemort's voice, crooned. "Allah Kedavra!" Hmm, Frank Sinatra seems to be an influence.
Warning: the combined total of "dis chapta" is "xtremly scray." "Viower"'s piss and shit is "advisd."
Potter and Ebony ran to where Volcemort, yet another one of the Dark Lord's clones, was. It turned out that Voldemort wasn't there. Instead the fat guy who killed Cedric was. My eyes were bleeding. Snaketail, a cousin of Wormtail, crept out and was torturing me. Potter and Ebony ran in front of Snaketail.
"Rid my sight you despicable preps!" he shouted as Ebony started shooting him with her gun. Then suddenly he looked at her and he fell down with a lovey-dovey look in his eyes. "EbonyIloveyouwiluhavesexwithme. I'm sixteen." he said. Firstly, what a long word. I've never heard of it. What does it mean? Second of all, you are not sixteen. You are about the same age as the Marauders.
"Huh?" she asked.
"Enoby I love you will you have sex with me?" asked Snaketail. She started laughing crudely.
"What the? You torture my boyfriend and then you expect me to f--k you? God, you are so messed up, you bastard." she said angrily. Then she stabbed him in the heart. Blood pored out of it like a fountain.
"No!" he screamed. He started screaming and running around. Then he fell down and died. She burst into tears sadly.
"Snaketail what art thou doing?" called Goyle, acting as Voldemort. Then…he started coming! We could hear his high heels clacking to us. So, the two got on their broomsticks and they flew to Hogwarts. They brought me along. We went to her room. Potter went away. There she started crying.
"What's wrong honey?" I asked in a faux-concerned manner as she took off my clothes. I had a sex-pack and a really huge you-know-what (i.e. dagger) and everything waiting to slaughter her.
"Its so unfair!" she yielded herself to murder. "Why can't I just be ugly or plain like all the other girls and preps here except for B'loody Mary, because she's not ugly or anything."
"Why would you wanna be ugly? I don't like the preps anyway. They are such sluts." I answered, trying to seduce her in order for her to get closer to me.
"Yeah but everyone is in love with me! Like Snape and Loopin took a video of me naked. Hargrid says he's in love with me. Vampire likes me and now even Snaketail is in love with me! I just wanna be with you ok Draco! Why couldn't Satan have made me less beautiful?" she shouted angrily. "I'm good at too many things! Why can't I just be normal? It's a curse!" she shouted and then she ran away. Dang, I could have killed her if she had shut up and lay there still.