SPECIAL FANGS TO RAVEN, MY GOTHIC BLOOD SISTER! WHAT THE FUCK? YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO WRITE THIS! HEY RAVEN, DO YOU KNOW WHERE MY SWEATER IS?
Chapter 13: Raven fangs for helping me again. I'm sorry I took your poster of Gerard, but that guy is such a fucking sexbomb! PREPS STOP FLAMING!
Vampire and I ran up the stairs looking for Dumbledore. We were so scared.
"Dumbledore! Dumbledore!" We both yelled. Dumbledore came.
"What is it that you want, you despicable snobs?" He asked angrily.
"Voldemort has Draco!" We shouted at the same time. He laughed. "No! Don't! We need to save Draco!" We begged.
"No," he said meanly. "I don't give a darn what Voldemort does to Draco. Not after how much he misbehaved in school, especially with YOU, Ebony," he said, while he frowned, looking at me. "Besides, I never liked him that much anyway."
Then he walked away. Vampire started crying.
"My Draco!" He moaned. (AN: don't you think gay guys are, like, so hot!)
"It's okay!" I tried to tell him but that didn't stop him. He started to cry tears of blood. Then he had a brainstorm.
"I have an idea!" He exclaimed.
"What?" I asked him.
"You'll see," He said. He took out his wand and did a spell. Then… suddenly we were in Voldemort's lair!
We ran in with our wands out, just as we heard a cruel voice say, "Avada Kedavra!" It was… Voldemort!
Editor's note: I have no idea, really, of what to make of the AN at the very top. It sounds like a back-and-forth, like she and Raven are communicating via grabbing the keyboard and typing furiously.