AN: STOP FLAMMING DA STORY PREPZ OK! odderwize fangs 2 da goffik ppl 4 da good reveiws! FANGS AGEN RAVEN! oh yeah, BTW I don't own dis or da lyrics 4 Good Chralotte. You put in lyrics to a Good Charlotte Song in an already horrible story?

On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff I'm sure you look like a hooker. All Purdy and shit. on the back and front. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. . Great Scott! A new hairstyle! Straight spiky hair! I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wristsI Getting ready for a concert makes you… want to cut yourself? I read a depressing book while I waited for it to stop bleeding and I listened to some GC. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Because you totally needed that. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn't put on foundation because I was pale anyway. That didn't really stop you before. I drank some human blood so I was ready to go to the concert. I went outside.

Draco was waiting there in front of his flying car. Draco Malfoy with a flying car. He was wearing a Simple Plan t-shirt (they would play at the show too), baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok!). Lucius, Narcissa, aren't you proud of your little baby boy?

"Hi Draco!" I said in a depressed voice. Depressed with an exclamation point.

"Hi Ebony." he said back.

We walked into his flying black Mercedes-Benz (the license plate said 666) . and flew to the place with the concert. On the way we listened excitedly to Good Charlotte and Marilyn Manson. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs. Your parents will hear about this. I would rather you stick with the Dark Mark.

When we got there, we both hopped out of the car. We went to the mosh pit wattes at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to Good Charlotte.

"You come in cold, you're covered in blood .They're all so happy you've arrived .The doctor cuts your cord, hands you to your mom She sets you free into this life." sang Joel (I don't own da lyrics 2 dat song). Clearly.

"Joel is so fucking hot." I said to Draco, pointing to him as he sung, filling the club with his amazing voice.

Suddenly Draco looked sad.

"What's wrong?" You didn't boost his ego, and made him emo. Bahaha, I made a rhyme guys! I asked as we moshed to the music.

Then I caught on. "Hey, it's ok I don't like him better than YOU!" I said.

"Really?" asked Draco sensitively. Draco… I like it when you're a bad boy. Being sensitive makes you such a pussy. and he put his arm around me all protective. You now have an STD.

"Really." I said. "Besides I don't even know Joel and he's going out with Hilary fucking Duff. I fucking hate that little bitch. " I said disgustedly, thinking of her ugly blonde face. Blonde faces.

The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Draco. After the concert, we drank some beer and asked Benji and Joel for their autographs and photos with them. We got GC concert tees. Draco and I crawled back into the Mercedes-Benz, Has anyone seen a Mercedes Benz in Harry Potter? No. I know I haven't. but Draco didn't go back into Hogwarts, instead he drove the car into… the Forbidden Forest! Like… ohmigawd girlfriend, no way!