I went outside. Exciting, right? Draco, for some reason, is standing out there with a flying car. I pray to god that we don't get Back to the Future into this mess.
"Hi Draco." I said in a depressed voice. For some reason, I hate everything, except myself. I'm sexy and amazing.
"Hi Ebony!" He replied. We both got in his car, which license plate says '999'. Draco seems to be interested in obscure light novel videogames.
When we got to the concert, we both hopped out of the Delorean- I mean, the Mercedes that flies for some reason and hop up and down like bloody idiots while listening to a needlessly emo song.
"Joel is so freakin' emo!" I tell Draco.
Suddenly, a wild DEPRESSED DRACO appeared.
"What's wrong?" I asked him, "I mean, what are you needlessly depressed about now?" Then I caught on.
"Hey, it's OK baby Draco. Joel isn't as emo as you..."
"Really?"
"Really."
We both had a really nice time. I mean, it would've been, if we weren't emo about everything. We got into the Delorean I MEAN THE MERCEDES and drive into... The Forbidden Forest!
... Wow, what teenager wouldn't go in here with a kickass name like that?