Hey guys! I've just goit back from my holiday and I'm quickly posting this before I go to see Philosopher's Stone in the cinema one last time! I can't believe it's one week until it's all over! :'(
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Every1 in the room stated to cry happly- I had saved them. (No, Dumbledore sent people to look for them) Drako, Lucian, Serious bond Vampire all came to hug me. The nurse started to give them medicine.
"Cum on Enoby." (WHAT?) said Proffesor Sinatra. She was wearing a gothic blak leader dress with a corset top and real vampir blood on it and fuking black platinum boots. "I have to tell you the fucking perdition." (What?)
I locked at Lucian, Serifs (Is this like a font or something?), Drake and Vampire. They nodded.
I smelled happily (Um… ew?) and went into a dark room. I had changed Profesor Sinister took out some black cards. She started to look into a black crucible ball. She said… "Tara (I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE), I see drak times are near." She said badly (Like how this is written badly?). She peered into da balls (I SHOULDN'T BE LAUGHING AT THIS, I'M ALMOST TWENTY!). "You see, you must go back in time." She took out a Time-Toner (The new anti-aging cream for witches, courtesy of Madame Pomfrey) like B'loody Mary had. "When Voldemint (It's a breath eater *BUD A BOOM, TSSSK!*) was in Hogwarts before he became powerful he gut his hearth broken (I hope he fixed his fireplace!). Now do you fink he would still become Volxemort if he was in love?" I shook my head. "U must go back in time and sedouce him (Oh holy mother… I haven't read this in years so I can't remember this bit). It is the only way. If he is still evil then you must kill him. You can come to my room tomorrow and you can do it."
"Okay." I said sadly. We did dethz tuch sin (What?). I went outside again sadly.
"What fucking happened?" asked Draco and Vampire.
"Yeah what happened?" asked Darkness, Willow and Boldy Mary? (I'm Ron Burgundy?)
I was about to tell them butt every1 was there. They were celebrating Lucian and Sirius being fond. Everyone was proud of me (I'm sure they were) butt I jut wonted 2 talk 2 Draco. They were cheesing my name (Cheesing your name?) and some reporters were there, trying to interview Dumblydore. A banner was put up. Lotz of fucking prepz were there oviously tring 2 be b goffik wering the HIM sign on their handz (HIM's more of a gothic band than Good Charlotte, think about that the next time you talk about posers)- depite them not having akshelly heard of him. Even Mr. Noris looked happy (Aww, the transsexual cat was happy!). A blak and red cake had been brought out. Crabbe and Goyke set up some fireworx in the shape of skulls from Wesley's Whizard Wises (Fred's spinning in his fictional grave right now).
I put on my Invisibility coke with Vampire and Draco and we sneaked outside 2gether. (For a threesome, right?)