Chapter 19: I'm Not Okay, I Promise

AN: Please stop flaming the story. If you do, you're a fucking prep and you're jealous, okay! From now on I'm going to delete your mean reviews! By the way, everyone's a pureblood so there! Fangs to Raven for the help!

All day we sat angrily thinking about Dumbledore. We were so fucking pissed off. Well, I had one thing to look forward too- the MCR concert. It had been postponed, so we could all go. I went to the common room sadly to cut classes.

Draco was being all secretive. I asked what it was and he got all mad me and started crying all hot and angsty (aren't sensitive bi guys so hot). "No one fucking understands me!" he shouted angrily as his black hair went in his big blue eyes like Billie Joe in Boulevard of Broken Dreams. He was wearing black baggy paints, a black MCR t-shirt and a black die. (geddit instead of tie 'cause I'm goffik)

I was wearing a black leather low cut top with chains all over it all over it and a black leather mini, black high held boots and a cross belly thing. My hair was all up in a messy, really high bun like Amy Lee in Going Under. (email me if you wanna see the picture)

"Excuse me? What about me!" I growled.

"But-but-but-" he grunted.

"You fucking bastard!" I moaned.

"No! Wait! It's not what it fucking looks like!" he yelled, but it was to late. I knew what I heard. I ran to the bathroom angrily, crying. Draco banged on the door. I wept and wept as my bloody eyeliner streamed down my cheeks and made cool tears down my feces like Benji in the video for Girls and Boys (Raven that is so our video!).

I took out a cigarette and started to smoke. Hagrid came. He had apparated.

"You gave me a fucking shock!" I shouted angrily, dropping my pot. "What the fuck do you think you're doing in the girl's room?"

Only it wasn't just Hagrid. Someone else was with him too! For a second I wanted it to be Tom Riddle or maybe Draco, but it was Dumbledore. "Hey. I need to ask you a question," he said, pulling out his black wannabe-goffik purse. "What are you wearing to the concert?"

"You know who MCR are!" I gasped.

"No I just saw there was a concert that a lot of goths and punks were going to," He said. "Anyway, Draco has a surprise for you."

Editor's note: And why- you know, I'd like to see Tom Felton look like Billie Joe.^_^U