Chapter 37: AN: OKAY, EVERYBODY, I'M GOING ON VACATION ON THE FIRST OF JULY, SO I'M EITHER GONNA END THE FIC OR UPDATE IT IN A FEW WEEKS. Fangs! Oh, yeah, and preps, stop flaming the story! Raven, fangs for the help! See ya, girl, after vacation!

{DRACO'S PONT OF VIEW LOL}

Vampire and I chained Hagrid to the floor.

"Oh my fucking Satan!" Ebony said. She was so hot. "Maybe I could use Amnesia Potion to make Satan fall in love with me faster!"

"But you are so sexy and wonderful already, Tara," said Vampire. "Why would you need it?"

"To make everything go faster, lol," said Ebony.

"But you won't have to do it with him or anything, will you?" I asked, jealous.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! You guys are so scary!" said Britney, a fucking prep.

"Shut the fuck up!" Said Willow.

"Okay, well, anyway, let's go to Professor Trelawney's room."

Vampire, Ebony and I went to Professor Trelawney's room. But Professor Trelawney wasn't there. Instead, Tom Rid was.

"Oh, hi fuckers," he said. "Listen, I got you some cool new clothes."

I took the clothes from the bag. It was a goffik black leather miniskirt that said '666' on the back, black stiletto boots, blood red fishnets and a black corset.

"Oh my God, fangs!" I said, hugging him in a gothic way. I took the clothes in the bag.

"Okay, Professor Trelawney isn't here, what the fuck should we do?" asked Draco. Suddenly, he looked at a sign on the black wall.

"Oh my fucking Satan!" I screamed as I read it. On it said: 'Everyone, Professor Trelawney is away. She is too goffik, and she is in Azkaban now. Classes shall be taught by Dumbledore, who is back but he shall not be headmaster for now. Sincerely, Professor Umbridge.'

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" I shouted angrily. "How could they do that?"

Suddenly, Dumbledore came.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DONG IN MY OFFICE?" He began to shout angrily. Suddenly, I saw Marty McFly's black time machine! I jumped (seductively) into it, leaving Draco and Vampire. Suddenly I was back in time! I looked around. It was… Professor Slughorn's office! I snuck around. Suddenly, I saw the amnesia potion on his desk. It was black, with blood-red pentagrams in it. It was the shape of a cross. I put it in my pocket. Suddenly, the door opened. It was… Professor Slughorn!

"Oh my God! What are you doing, fucker?" He shouted angrily.

"Oh, sorry, I was just looking around 'cause I thought it was class," I said, finally, hoping he couldn't see the potion in my pocket.

"Oh. Okay, you can go now," said Professor Slughorn.

I went to the common room after putting on my clothes. Sirius, Samaro and Snape were there, practicing 'Vampires Will Never Hurt You' by MCR.

"Oh, hi, you guys," I said (seductively). "Where's Satan?"

"Oh, he's coming," said Sirius. "By the way, you can call me Hades now."

Suddenly, Satan came. He was wearing a sexy black leather jacket, black Converse shoes, a Slipknot t-shirt, and a black tie.

"Okay, I will see you guys at the concert," I said, and then I went with Satan.

Editor's note: This fic has badly scrambled my (incredibly brilliant) brains. I mean, her writing skills are an English teacher's nightmare, and seem to get worse as it goes on. D: