The day after that exciting conversation, I woke up in my bedroom. Though, where else would I wake up? Seriously, this writing is genius. It's snowing and raining again. This seems to happen a lot, for some odd reason. I opened the door to my coffin and drank some blood from a bottle. I'm a vampire. Sorry, this is my only personality trait so far, and I need to take note of it constantly. I put on my clothes, in excrutiating detail.

My friend and room mate, Willow, woke up and grinned at me. She gets dressed, of which I feel the need to describe. Yay filler.

"OMFG, I saw you talking to Draco Malfoy last night!" She squealed, excitedly.

"Yeah, so? Am I not allowed to talk to people?" I answered, blushing for some reason. Isn't this how Harry and Draco yaoi starts?

"Do you like Draco?" She asked as we strolled out of the Slytherin Common Room and into the Great Hall. For some reason, we didn't finish our conversation for a ten minute walk.

"NO I DON'T!" I shouted in anger. Suddenly, a WILD DRACO appeared.

"Hi." He said to me. Another interesting conversation.

"Hi." I replied, in my usual witty fashion.

"Guess what." He said to me. I'm sure an amazingly well thought out plot twist is about to come.

"Well, Subpar Charlotte are having a concert in Hogsmeade," Never mind about that plot twist thing.

"Awesome." I reply, sarcastically-

Wait, I'm actually supposed to like these guys? They have subpar in their freaking NAME!

"Well, do you want to go with me?" Draco asked me.

I gasped. This was so creative. Was Stephanie Meyers writing this crap?

Suddenly, Willow came up to me.

"Hey, Ebony," She said to me, "I'm off to go read some TV Tropes. Hopefully I won't get killed off next time I see you."

She then ran off onto the bus of forgotten side characters.