Thanks for the support and reviews for chapter one! It's always nice to be called a miracle worker!
I have a problem with this chapter - Ebony is a vampire, thus making the fact that she sleeps in a coffin during the night very... inaccurate. I mean... even Twilight made a little sense when it came to the sleeping patterns of vampire-like creatures. Still, should I change this, this story would have holes the size of the Ozone Layer... please forgive me. Also... reading back on chapter one, I realize I made some typos. Tis very embarrassing, considering the entire nature of this story! If you can forgive me for them, I promise to triple-check chapters in the future!
Let us go one with part two of Operation Save Fanfiction...
It was snowing harder than ever the next morning, as I saw when I opened my coffin. If only Hogwarts was like Muggle schools, that sometimes got excused for the day when it snowed...
Alas, as there was no chance of lessons being canceled, I slipped out of my baggy My Chemical Romance tee-shirt, and got into my uniform. I have never been quite able to explain my love of Muggle bands; when people ask, I tell them that it is because all Wizarding bands sound like magical-throw up, and that if they don't like it, they can go fuck themselves.
Just as I was fastening a pentagram necklace around my neck, Willow barged into my room, looking as wide-awake as ever. If someone were able to harvest her energy and distribute it amongst the human race, no one would have to drink coffee again. Ever.
"I ran out of eye-liner," She said, skipping any sort of greeting, and getting right down to business. "Do you have any?"
"Catch," I said, opening a drawer in my desk and throwing her my extra eye-liner pencil. She caught it, fumbled, and dropped it on the floor - she may be hyperactive, but her hand-eye coordination leaves something to be desired. While I had the drawer open, I took out the rest of the makeup I would need to get ready - a bottle of foundation, black lipstick, and mascara. I had my makeup down to a science; I could go from waking up to being ready to walk out the door in under five minutes, if I had to.
Willow walked over to my mirror, put her face as close as she could to it, and began to vigorously rub the pencil under her eyes. "I saw you talking to Draco yesterday," she said. Why she was waiting until now to bring it up, I had no idea... most likely, at the moment she had seen it, the little world she lived in had been too full of crap for her to find a place for it, and thus, had been moved aside for a time like this.
"And...?" I answered, wishing she wouldn't make a big deal of it. Few things make me uncomfortable; talking about relationships, however, is one of them.
"And, I think you like him, you thick-headed bitch!" She laughed, moving on to her other eye as she did so.
"And I think you're full of shit," I responded, looking for my eye-shadow. If Willow had taken it again, there would be hell to pay...
Willow didn't answer, but smirked, putting the cap back on the pencil, and throwing it to me. I made a point of catching it, wordlessly boasting my skills, hoping that this would change the subject.
Minutes later, in the Great Hall, Draco walked up to me. I could already see that the moment he left, I would be able to set Willow on fire, and that wouldn't have made the topic shift from Draco Malfoy.
"Hello," He said, sounding extraordinary nervous. I smiled, thinking about how hard his heart had to be beating...
"Hi," Willow said for me; I had nearly forgotten she was even there.
I looked at her as though she was pulling heads of lettuce out of her ears. "My friend here was just leaving... weren't you, Willow?"
Giving me an equally questioning face, Willow said, "I suppose I was... although, if you had just asked me nicely, I would have left."
"Okay - fuck off, now," I told her. "Was that nice enough for you?"
Draco laughed as Willow gave me the middle finger, turned around, and blended into the background of students.
"Sorry about that," I said, smiling.
"It's okay... but hey, look, I have a... little bit of a surprise for you."
Fuck.
"What is it?"
"Well - I heard that you like Muggle bands, and one called Good Charlotte will be playing a show in a town by Hogsmeade... would you like to go with me?"
And this day gets better and better, I thought, feeling a smile break over my face. "Yeah - I love that band."
Draco returned my smile, going on saying, "I hope you aren't opposed to sneaking off school grounds, however - be a bit of an adventure, you know?"
"I think I can handle it," I laughed, thinking of all the times Willow and I had gotten high off our asses and gone wandering around the Forbidden Forest. How much harder could sneaking off the grounds entirely be?
"Sit next to me in Potions, and we can plan our great escape," Draco said, laughing.
Simultaneously trying to think of a clever answer and wondering if vampires could have seizures of excitement, the bell for first hour rang, and Draco and I had to part ways.
Now, all I had to do was face Willow...
I dread having to deal with the flying car that's in the next chapter. I'm torn between writing it out for the sake of the story, and leaving it in, only to have Ebony fall to her death when she tries to walk out of it a few chapters later...