Hermione choked on her toast. "There's another one?"

"Willow Black," said Harry with a sigh. "No relation to Sirius."

"Urrrghhh!" she groaned, putting her head on her arms. "I feel sick."

"Can I finish your breakfast, then?" Ron asked hopefully.

Hermione glared at him, but said, "Yeah, fine, whatever."

Ron smiled and began to scarf down the remains of her ham and cheese omelet.

Ginny looked across the Great Hall to the Slytherin table. Indeed, there was a new girl sitting there, talking to Ebony.

Ebony was wearing a floor-length black gown with a purple corset. Her hair was its usual shade of deep black again, only she had curled it, so it fell down around her shoulder. Her pale skin contrasted with her blood-red lipstick. Her stilettos were as violet as the corset, and her necklace was made of emeralds. Her bag had a snake (the symbol of Slytherin) on it.

The other girl, Willow, also had dark hair, only hers was streaked with purple. Her Born Against t-shirt was bright green. The ripped-up jeans she was wearing were a dark shade of gray, and her many belts were all different shades of orange, varying from the color of Ginny's freckles to that of the sunset. Her shoes were a pair of electric blue Chucks with skull shoelaces.

"Gurl, u lok kawiaa," Willow said to Ebony.

"Fangz," Ebony replied, "so dw u."

Since today was a Saturday, no one was in their uniforms, so Padma Patil entered wearing a black t-shirt and a pair of ripped jeans. This, of course, pissed Enoby and Willow right the hell off, as they both stood up and stormed over to the Ravenclaw.

"U hink u can b a goff?" Ebony screamed. "well, u CANT!11!"

"…what?" Padma said, looking up from her porridge.

"U r such a pozer!" Willow added. "u look nothi lik a reel goff!"

"I'm not trying to be gothic!" Padma announced to the rest of the Hall, who was looking.

"Ur wearin blck an riped jeanz!" Ebony exclaimed. "Gawd, u mak me sik!"

"Black's the only color that doesn't hate me!" Padma shouted. "And the jeans were the only thing that was clean!"

Willow slapped Padma right across the face. Hermione, ever the peacemaker, got up and pulled her back. "C'mon, guys, leave Padma alone."

"Wut is rong wit u, Mary?" Enoby shouted. "R u a prep nw?"

"Seeing as how I'm not even sure what a prep is…"

"Fuk u!"

Willow and Ebony left.

"Satan, I ned a drin," Willow moaned, rubbing her forehead.

"Letz go find Drac," Ebony said. "Hell chere uz up."

Don't bet on it, Draco thought from where he was hiding from behind a curtain.

OoOoO

"Oh, my poor Dracokins," Pansy cooed, after Draco told her about his morning spent hiding from Ebony.

"Don't call me Dracokins," he muttered, "but thanks for the sympathy."

"Would a kiss make you feel better?" she asked, pouting her lips.

Before Draco could reply, Ebony entered the Common Room.

"Oh, shit," he groaned, hiding behind the couch.

"Drgo!" Ebony said cheerfully, pulling him out from behind the couch. "Cmon letz French passively!"

"Um… okay. Vous êtes un psychopathe. Je ne suis pas ton copain. Laissez-moi. S'il vous plaît."

Draco's passive Frenching was interrupted by a kiss.

"Get off of him!" Pansy shrieked, pulling the vampire off of her sort-of-boyfriend. "That's my boyfriend!" Normally, Pansy's affections annoyed Draco, but he was willing to let it slide, just this once.

Evony slapped Pansy, who responded by scratching one of Ebony's arms.

It only got worse from there.

"Ohmygod," Blaise exclaimed excitedly.

"CATFIGHT!" Theodore Nott shouted, taking out his camera.